After beating the two elders, Sirius and Lupin naturally didn't feel uncomfortable with themselves, and they didn't mention anything to help Harley prepare for the game.

In Lupin's words, "Sirius, don't do Harley a favor!" ”

Of course, looking at the expressions of the two, although they lost badly, they seemed to be smiling happier than winning Harley.

After the warm-up exercise, it was already noon.

Although they had just eaten breakfast in an hour and a half at most, Sirius and Lupin didn't choose to miss the chance to eat at Hogwarts.

After all, the two of them ate expensive and poor food in the illegal gathering place of werewolves and dark wizards during this time.

It's time to treat them to their stomachs for so long.

Hogwarts had a very big lunch today, as if they wanted to prove themselves in front of this new group of guests from all over the world, and get rid of the notoriety of "food desert" as much as possible.

As soon as he sat down, Sirius began to feast without any image, cutting the steak into huge pieces and stuffing it directly into his mouth.

Professor Snape entered through the side door of the Great Hall and made a deliberate circle around the Gryffindor table.

After seeing Sirius's eating appearance, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph! It's really in line with my Animagus eating appearance! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he passed the long table in a fluttering robe and strode to the teacher's seat.

Sirius wanted to reply to Snape in a habitual way, but thinking that Harley was going to compete today, he had to keep some words on his lips.

But he rolled his eyes and smiled evilly.

Sirius grabbed a new fork and inserted a lamb chop for Harley, rubbing Harley's head with his clean hand:

"Hallie, come on! The Godfather believes you can win the championship. ”

Hallie rolled her eyes and nodded perfunctorily, responding to Sirius' ramblings.

But that was enough, Sirius looked at Snape defiantly.

From the beginning of the meal, Professor Snape, who couldn't help but look at the Gryffindor long table, happened to meet Sirius's gaze, and the hand holding the fork instantly clenched.

Hard, fist hard!

He really wanted to kill this stupid black dog!

Professor Snape even subconsciously touched the Dark Mark mark on his arm, and began to reasonably think about how many battle losses the Order of the Phoenix had when fighting against Voldemort, and how many sacrifices there were.

Of course, he was just thinking about it, after all, Hallie would be sad about it. Professor Snape didn't give up.

Harley didn't pay attention to the confrontation between the two middle-aged men, she was observing the parents of the other warriors.

Catherine and her mother, a blonde witch who resembles Catherine, sit at the Ravenclaw table and chat.

Miguel and Krum's parents also came to Hogwarts to accompany their children and cheer them on.

However, Harumi's parents didn't show up, and even the magic institute didn't have a few people to eat in the auditorium today......

That's right, this island warrior has been playing the repechage match for so long, and it is even possible that he has already won the repechage match, opening the plot of "Another World: The Beginning of the Apocalypse He Wasteland, I Start Infinite Evolution from Godzilla".

Except for sacrificing a warrior because of their own mistakes this time, it can be said that there is no sense of participation, what are they doing in the auditorium?

At this time, the Dracules also entered the auditorium with Fleur, and Gabrielle followed behind with Madame Delacour's robe.

It can be seen that the little girl is pouting with an angry expression.

Although I know that my sister is under a lot of pressure because she is going to participate in the competition.

But parents are completely unconcerned about their own behavior...... Makes Gabrielle really angry! Super! The kind that doesn't coax well!

Well...... I sat down next to Sister Hallie, who picked herself up. Gabrielle felt like she had been coaxed.

When he saw Harley again, Mr. Delacour was extremely excited, pulling Harley to discuss potions and focus on Hallie's new papers.

During this semester, although Hallie still frequently went to Professor Snape's "confinement", Professor Snape didn't have much to teach.

Now the small class time of the two of them is more inclined to cooperate in research and improve potions, and there are still a lot of results.

Hallie had been busy this semester and didn't have much time to write the results into a publishable format, so she gave them all to Professor Snape.

However, Professor Snape naturally did not occupy the title of first author without any effort like some unscrupulous Muggles.

On the contrary, it was clear that she had contributed a large part of her own efforts, and Hallie also said that she had given Professor Snape all the authorship of the paper.

But Professor Snape not only got all the messy material in order and wrote the paper.

Most of the research results were also divided into Hallie's body, and the core author of the paper was written as Hallie.

This caused Harley to be confused when she received a letter from the headquarters of the Potions Master journal, which is part of the Extraordinary Apothecary Society.

She thought about it, but she couldn't remember that she had written such an article.

Fortunately, the above research data was indeed the result of my own experiments, and the way to improve the potion was indeed my own idea.

Otherwise, Harley would be too embarrassed to admit that it was her own paper.

Mr. Delacour apparently wanted to say more about these papers, but was stopped by Mrs. Delacour.

When is it all and still talking about potions? It's a terrible sight!

Leave time for the children and let the children prepare for the final preparations before the competition is what a parent should do!

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When the evening finally came, the auditorium was bustling with activity.

Even the fifth- and seventh-year students who needed to prepare for the ordinary wizard level exam and the ultimate wizard rank exam gave up revision and gathered in the auditorium.

After all, this is a six-strong tournament that only comes once in five years, and it is the first competition, so how can you miss it?

The auditorium was almost twice as long as usual, after all, Fudge had led a large number of high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic to watch the game.

Fudge sat in the middle of the Great Hall, chatting with Professor Dumbledore, forcing a smile on his face.

Recently, Fudge can be described as busy and dizzy, and he is anxious.

After all, he has not had a good time in the past three years, and the pressure he has been under has reached its peak recently-

First of all, the Basilisk and the Dark Wizard invaded Hogwarts two years ago, and the death of an Auror from a pure-blood family, which brought pressure on both public opinion and political support.

Then, a year ago, Sirius escaped from Azkaban and became the first criminal in history to successfully escape from a wizarding prison, which led to his own tragic pressure from the people;

Although Sirius proved innocent, he also dealt a blow to Crouch, an old political enemy, and forcibly reversed a wave of his own criticism, making the prison escape seem less serious.

But then, the freshly baked Death Eater Pettigrew Peter took advantage of the summer vacation to perform another prison break, which put Fudge back on the pressure of public opinion that had just been unloaded;

And in this school year, Fudge's bad things are even more, and the disgrace is thrown internationally.

At the Quidditch World Cup in England, Fudge originally planned to make a lot of money, and by the way, he showed his hand in front of international wizards.

As a result, he did "show his hand", and his buttocks were exposed and he couldn't wipe them.

At the end of the final, there was a level of riot, and he was "forced to take over" a number of dark wizards who had been captured by underage students who were not affiliated with the Ministry of Magic, and even had the audacity to put a dark mark not far from him......

At worst, each of these things may bring you the risk of stepping down, let alone putting them together.

Originally, in order to deal with this series of things, Fudge only slept for four hours in three days, and he couldn't be busy at all.

Unexpectedly, his henchman made Umbridge ugly again, perfectly showing himself what happens to a politician who can only rely on political means to climb up and has no practical problem-solving ability to become the director.

Under her "extremely wise" operation, the Department of International Magical Cooperation has been in a mess lately.

Not only has the international trade of the British wizarding community been affected, but the new international magical law has too obvious loopholes.

Even the British branch of the International Confederation of Wizards protested to itself, asking it to "take a hard look at whether Ms. Umbridge is capable of solving international problems." ”

They even threatened the British Ministry of Magic if it failed to properly address the many issues of international trade and international law.

The International Confederation of Wizards will consider whether to blacklist the UK for the time being, declaring the British Isles a magical society unsuitable for tourism and trade.

What made Fudge even more uncomfortable was that Rita also reported this very good thing that should have been concealed, which caused another wave of public approval for herself.

With so many bad things happening, Fudge can only sacrifice his daily Dafa of diverting his attention.

And the good news that Harley Potter got the highest score in two events in a row at the Final Six Tournament really diverted a lot of attention, and also made the British Ministry of Magic look a lot better.

In the second project, the warrior of the magic school in the island country died.

The bastard died and didn't care, after all, he wanted to use the dark magic to take a shortcut, and he ended up killing himself, and even Fudge himself thought he deserved to die.

But the magical world of the island doesn't think so. Even if we have 99 percent responsibility, don't you have that 1 percent responsibility?

Facts and truth aside, aren't you people in the Great Empire a little wrong?

As we all know, the island nation has always been good at concept transformation type magic.

Originally, it was their warrior Tuyumen Qingming who used black magic, but now there is a consensus in the island country that it is the British Ministry of Magic who sent people to maliciously harm their own warriors, and their own warriors do not use any black magic at all.

Thanks to Europe's leading position in the wizarding world, it might otherwise be rumored to be the despicable warriors of other countries who use black magic to trap the magicians.

In addition to this, there are three notes from the unresolved selection of the Warriors for the Goblet of Fire, a protest sent by the former Death Eater Karkaroff......

So Fudge was chatting with Professor Dumbledore, but he was also depressed.

And he is also faintly wary of Dumbledore, after all, so many of his unlucky things have been rushed together, who knows if there is a promoter behind the scenes?

What if Dumbledore was doing something bad and wanted to create problems for himself and force himself to step down, so he deliberately did this?

If this series of events is really deliberately guided, then only Dumbledore has the qualifications and ability to manipulate it behind the scenes.

As a result, Fudge is now extremely distrustful of Dumbledore, for fear that this sinister old man will do something. （ps.）

The other high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic also had their own concerns, only the professors of Hogwarts and the principals of various magic schools were chatting normally, which made the atmosphere seem less solemn.

Today's dinner was more sumptuous than usual and ended earlier.

As the enchanted ceiling turned from a clear blue sky to a dark purple twilight, Professor Dumbledore stood up from the professor's table.

The people in the auditorium fell silent for a moment, and all eyes were on the front.

"Ladies and gentlemen. In five minutes, I'm going to invite you to the final event of the Final Six Tournament. ”

Professor Dumbledore held his hands in the air, as if to embrace the entire auditorium,

"Now please follow Mr. Bagman to the court and complete some pre-game preparations."

Hallie stood up, and the Hogwarts students were clapping and cheering for her.

This time, the Weasley twins didn't come up with any new tricks, and it was Sirius' turn to take the lead.

After all, there were so many high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic today, so Fred and George received the harshest warning from Professor McGonagall.

If the two of them dare to use their prank products indiscriminately on such an occasion, don't blame Professor McGonagall for giving them a year-long confinement package that lasts until they graduate.

Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall missed something, she forgot that Sirius was here.

Sirius didn't bother the Ministry of Magic at all, so he was naturally as cheerful and lively as he could.

He boldly bought out the stock of the Weasley twins' salute and threw it out.

Suddenly, the dark purple ceiling turned golden red.

Professor McGonagall sighed and closed her eyes neatly.

Why are all these mischievous students Gryffindor? From Sirius and Jaime to the current Weasley twin brothers, what a headache!

She can only choose not to see it, and her heart is not upset.

Led by Ludo, the five warriors left the Great Hall and went outside the labyrinth in the Quidditch pitch.

"Let's choose the entrance first." Ludo waved his wand, and a flat map flew over,

"This is a flat map of the edge area on the first floor of the labyrinth building, along with the location of the stairs leading to the second floor."

"Some entrances are closer to this staircase, some are farther away, and these gaps can be visualized on the map."

"It's also a small advantage that the Warriors who scored more points in the first two events, so please be careful when you choose."

Soon, the Warriors had chosen their entrance, and students were already taking their seats in the stands.

Excitement filled the air, and the sound of discussion and footsteps resounded throughout the arena.

The sky was still a clear deep blue, but the stars were already starting to appear.

Professor McGonagall walked into the Quidditch pitch with the other Deans, several Aurors, and Hagrid and into front of the Warriors.

They wore uniform attire, and their hats were all embellished with twinkling red stars. Except for Hagrid, whose star was behind his flannel vest.

"In this competition, we will take on the role of safety officer, responsible for roaming and patrolling the maze."

Professor McGonagall said to the warriors,

"If you guys encounter any danger during the race, shoot red sparks at the ceiling of the maze."

"At that time, the red star on the safety officer's hat and clothes will call the police and guide us to carry out the rescue."

"Madam Pomfrey will also be waiting outside, ready to provide you with rescue ......"

Professor McGonagall and Ludo repeatedly emphasized the safety issues and the rules of the game, seemingly fearing that Harumi Domimon's death would happen again.

Finally, after receiving the signal from the referee's box, Ludo waved his hand and asked the Warriors to go to the entrance of their choice and stand by.

And Ludo also came to the commentary table and said "loud voice" to his throat.

"Professors, students, parents of warriors, and distinguished guests from the Ministry of Magic and other magic schools!"

"The last event of the first Top Six Tournament is about to begin!"

"After a great competition in the first two events, the Warriors have created a huge gap in their scores."

"Now, allow me to report on the current score."

"Harry Potter - 1536 points, 1st place, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! ……”

Ludo reported a score and there was applause again and again.

The formulaic smile on Fudge's face finally seemed a little more real, after all, he suddenly found that the last place Krum only scored 761 points, a full 775 points difference from Harley!

Krum's total points are not even half of Hallie's, and the rest of the Warriors are also far behind Hallie.

In this way, Hogwarts is definitely in sight of winning the championship, and he can also enjoy some of the merits smoothly.

Harley didn't know that Fudge was thinking so much. At this time, she was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, staring at the maze, not knowing what she was thinking.

After hearing the short whistle, Harley took the lead along her entrance and into the labyrinth.

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(ps. Regarding Fudge's thoughts in the plot, the author did not embarrass Fudge, or forcibly modify the plot.) This Fudge's brain circuit is indeed like this, although in the original book Dumbledore refused the position of Minister of Magic so many times, but it did not prevent him from always fantasizing that Dumbledore wanted to rob his Minister of Magic, and he has always been vaguely wary of Dumbledore. ）

(Think of Fudge as Chamberlain, who signed the Munich Agreement in one of the World Wars and led to the loss of the Sudetenland in Czechoslovakia.) Fudge is probably the same mentality, as long as I am peaceful during my tenure, then I am a competent Minister of Magic. In terms of playing covering his ears and stealing the bell, he has a hand. ）

(End of chapter)