After Harley put her luggage away, she briefly checked to see if there was any surveillance magic in the room.

After making sure that there was no response to the ritual, Harley pulled out the magic mirror she had with her.

"Disaster and the Cause of Evil......" Harley whispered her own commandment, using the Magic Mirror for divination.

The orthodox magic mirror divination is a ritual in which one prays to a high-ranking being.

Generally speaking, the people who can respond to the magic mirror divination all over the world are at least the powerhouses of the angel level on the earth.

However, if the Sage of Sequence 3 happens to be within the acceptable range of the Magic Mirror for divination, he can also deliberately respond to the divination.

Of course, the magic mirror divination can also choose to divinate to the spirit world itself, but the effect is not as good as other divination.

Now that Hallie's strength has recovered a lot, she can barely use the magic mirror to divinate and respond on her own.

Ten minutes later, through the mythical creature's automated response, Harley forcibly recalled the contents of the few Rosell's notes she had read.

"There are very few words that are the same, and many of them feel the same source from the format." After Harley finished divination, she lay on the bed and thought,

"When I went back to the UK, I bought a set of Japanese dictionaries and translated them. However, in this case, the origin of Russell the Great is in doubt.

The White Maple Palace is in the French style, but he uses Japanese characters.

No, it doesn't have to be Japanese, just like English is used in the United States, so the word may have another origin......"

Harley felt a little headache, so she stopped thinking and began to tidy up the room.

……

Over the next week, Harley lived a repetitive and fulfilling life again—

Every morning, he went to Professor Slughorn's residence to practice brewing potions, and was instructed by two Potions professors before and after Hogwarts.

The day before the competition, eight of the eleven wizarding schools registered with the International Federation of Wizards in the world sent students.

"That's normal," Professor Slughorn said he was accustomed to.

"If you don't have good students, then why do you want to compete? To disgrace the school?

In fact, Hogwarts didn't send any students in previous years, after all, the level is not good, and it is a round of tours, which will only add to people's laughter. ”

Harley listened silently, quickly packing up the cauldron in her hand.

"Kid, you're going to play for Hogwarts tomorrow. Your level is not much weaker than when I was seventeen.

Although this is also due to the fact that I lacked the guidance of famous teachers at that time, and now you have two Potions masters to teach you by word and deed, it is enough to prove your talent. ”

Professor Slughorn lay in his recliner and continued to speak leisurely,

"Don't be nervous, follow what you usually learn step by step, it's easy to win the championship."

Professor Snape on the side did not speak, and gave the pre-game motivation completely to Professor Slughorn.

After all, Professor Slughorn is very talented in this area.

"I see, Professor. I won't let you down. ”

……

When she woke up the next day, Hallie felt like she was in great shape.

The breakfast served at the tavern was hearty, and Hallie had an appetite and ate more than usual.

However, it seems that the other players have a bad appetite, and the bar is full of tension.

Fleur came to Hallie's side early: "How's the preparation?" I haven't seen you for a few days. ”

"I've been doing the final pre-match preparations with Professor Slughorn," Hallie swallowed the bread in her mouth.

"As for preparation, it's not too much to prepare."

Fleur dragged her chin, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Don't be too modest, my dad said that you are the most likely to compete with me for the championship." ”

"Really? How does Mr. Delacour think so highly of me? Harley smiled.

In the hall, the players were eating and glancing at their opponents.

But they looked at the smiles of Harley and Fleur and stayed there at the same time.

Even some female contestants unconsciously slowed down the movements in their hands when they saw Harley, and their hearts beat faster.

The cup in the hand of a young wizard from the Japanese Magic Institute fell directly on the table, and the hot tea burned directly to his calf.

"Do you think they can outcompete us?" Fleur glanced at the players in the hall with disdain, with pride and contempt in her eyes,

"They can't even carry my most basic charms. I don't have any willpower, and I only deserve to be cannon fodder. ”

The extraordinary charm released by the two was suppressed by themselves at the same time, and the contestants also came to their senses.

Most of the contestants had a mixture of fear and shame on their faces, but some of them looked at the two of them directly, unabashedly longing and admiration.

However, Harley and Fleur ignored them and quickly settled breakfast.

After taking the last sip of milk from the cup, Hallie wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, then stood up:

"Let's go, go to the playing field. I think the professors have been waiting for it. ”

"It's true, it's boring to stay here." Fleur also stood up gracefully, flicked her long silver hair like a waterfall, and walked out of the tavern with Harley.

The first round of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's Potions Tournament takes place at ten o'clock in the morning in the square of this wizarding village.

The square had been decorated, and the fifteen tables were spaced far apart from each other so that the students would not interfere with each other.

At the end of the square, there is a large platform that works magic, and there are many chairs on it. It looked like the referees were going to watch the game there.

Fleur returns to Lady Maxim, and Hallie stands with the two Potions Professors.

"Professor, do you know who the referees are?" Hallie asked softly.

Professor Slughorn stroked his fat chin with a look of remembrance on his face:

"If I'm not mistaken, the president of the Extraordinary Apothecary Guild will be the referee of the competition, and the Potions masters who are qualified to live in this wizarding village will also choose some to be the judges.

As for the specific number of choices, it depends on how many schools participate in the competition.

The International Confederation of Wizards will also send a man, but his task is only to assist in overseeing and dealing with various disciplinary violations.

As for the specific scoring, he will not interfere. ”

Hallie nodded, stopped reviewing, and began to close her eyes and recuperate.

The time came to ten o'clock in a flash, and all the players were already in place.

After a brief opening speech, Hector, president of the Extraordinary Apothecary Association, announced the content of the first round of the competition: to make a living hell potion in two hours.

According to the rules, the judges will select the top 10 players from the 15 players who have arrived to enter the second round.

Cauldrons, potion materials, and other ancillary items appeared on the empty table in front of the contestants.

However, there are more potion materials and aids than are needed to make a potion of live hell, and players must choose the right ingredients from them.

There are three copies of all the materials, but in reality the player only has two chances, because one of them is not up to standard.

This requires players to pay attention to the quality of the materials they choose during the boiling process.

Therefore, the first round of the competition seems simple, but in fact, it is a relatively comprehensive test for students.

……

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) ）

(End of chapter)