Owen's eyes were on fire.

After taking a few deep breaths of cold air, I calmed down.

Then, with the blessing of a loud voice, he said loudly, "The game is over, the warrior from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Fleur Delacul has successfully challenged!" ”

His voice fell.

In the stands, cheers erupted.

The little wizards had mixed reviews about Fleur's performance just now, and anyway, the boys were shouting and screaming, clapping and cheering, and their voices were deafening.

Like Ron.

Ron has no words for Fleur other than praise.

Harry, on the other hand, frowned, and he could see the last scene clearly, she relied entirely on the magic props in her hands, and other than that, her performance was lackluster.

Never even used a decent spell.

He admits that the charm magic should be good, although he doesn't feel it at all, but look at Ron next to him, even the soul has been taken away, thinking that this spell should be quite powerful.

But compared to the first three warriors, Fleur's performance was lethargic.

Harry even thought that as long as he had that magic item, he might be able to clear it by changing to a second- or third-year Hogwarts wizard.

Ginny definitely can, anyway.

"The curtain ended unexpectedly, the game came to an abrupt end, and I thought there would be a huge magic battle." On the podium, Mr. Bagman said with great disappointment. "But no matter the means, we want to congratulate the Warrior on completing her test."

"Now, let's ask the judges to score it."

After a moment of silence, the judges began to score Fleur.

Madame Maxim gave a perfect score, Mr. Bagman gave an eight, and Dumbledore and Mr. Claudie gave a seven, which is a fair assessment.

As for Grindelwald.

If he can't give a negative score, he will definitely give a negative score.

Zero points, of course!

Fleur unsurprisingly got the lowest score.

But there are different opinions about Owen.

No matter what the means, it's good to win the game, why do you need so many bells and whistles in a magic war?

If he were to rank the game, Owen would definitely give Fleur the highest score.

After all, her methods are the most stable, and she can clear the level by changing someone else.

What does this mean?

It shows that her method is the safest, not every little wizard is as powerful as Koyatel.

If buddy can kill half of the life in the universe with a snap of his fingers, then why do you still drive a star destroyer to send warmth planet by planet?

Of course, the professors are not unreasonable, after all, this is just a competition.

If that alchemy item was invented by Fleur, then of course they would give full marks to all of them.

Unfortunately, that's not.

On the other side, the venue quickly returned to its original state.

Seremban's game was considered to have minimal damage to the field, so it didn't take much time to repair.

It was about twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

It's been a few hours since the start of the game.

Most of the young wizards were feeling the hunger in their bellies.

In fact, none of the Warriors played very long, none of them lasted more than an hour.

Fleur was the fastest, finishing the race in less than twenty minutes, and Krum was the slowest, and it probably took him more than forty minutes.

Time was mostly wasted dealing with Bakar.

The prescient little wizards began to come up with their own lunches one after another, like the clever Hufflepuffs, who each had a loving lunch.

From Hogwarts, the elves love—

And most wizards, they can only go hungry and look at the Hufflepuff little wizards with envy

At this moment, several hot air balloons suddenly floated in the sky.

They floated in from all directions.

There are about five or six.

Under each hot air balloon is a large poster of a character.

No one doesn't recognize the person on the poster.

It was a smart girl with thick brown hair and brown eyes.

Her face is beautiful, her facial features are three-dimensional, especially her smart eyes, which always shine, and she is dressed in a neat wizard's robe, with a confident smile and a determined posture, showing a unique charm.

To Hermione's left, was a flaming drink.

Then the image of the poster suddenly changed, and Hermione was gone.

A few bold English appeared.

- Fire Dragon Milk Tea, Hermione Granger's choice.

The words are vigorous and powerful, and they turn in several circles.

Don't ask - asking is Dumbledore's words that Owen had plagiarized in permutations.

At the scene, the little wizards all stretched their heads.

Although most of them have already bought this milk tea, it is the first time they have seen such a blatant advertisement.

Especially when it came to Hermione's game.

"Oh? I didn't know there was an advertising sponsorship for the tournament? Mr. Bagman frowned and looked back at Dumbledore.

The look seemed to say, why didn't the Ministry of Magic receive the money?

And he was destined to get no response, as Dumbledore did not receive any money.

Looking at the old bee's pretense of not knowing anything, Mr. Bagman became angry.

Good you Dumbledore.

Although, the entire Tournament Magic Department didn't make much contribution.

But there is no merit, there is also hard work!

Who is responsible for the security of the surroundings?

Who is responsible for the overwhelming publicity!

I didn't even want to give a single Galleon.

What a pick!

"Okay, it seems that our warrior, Miss Granger, is very confident in her own strength, and she also took the time to pick up the milk tea advertisement during the time she was preparing for the competition!" He turned his head and said in a weird way.

It seems that I am really unhappy that I did not receive the sponsorship fee.

"So now, let's have the last champion, Gryffindor from Hogwarts, the heir to the legendary Godric Gryffindor, Hermione Granger!"

Although Mr. Bagman is very unhappy, as the face of today's British wizards, Miss Granger's behavior in the World Cup is known to wizards all over the world, and he still has to give the face that should be given.

Otherwise, the English wizard could spray him to death

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Heavy, melodious bells rang.

The weather at the end of November was shiveringly cold even at noon.

The snow in the field has been cleared from the previous battle.

The evaporation of the water vapor further strengthens the humidity of the place, and the body feels a little cooler.

Now the little wizards are talking with a thick white air.

And just then, Hermione's figure appeared on the playing field.

She was draped in a black robe.

He walked lightly, like driftwood on a black lake.

Beneath the cloak emblazoned with the Hogwarts coat on the back, the Traveler's jacket is double-layered from lightweight and durable fabric, lined with runi inscriptions. can make it more warm,

The bottom of the white skirt is exposed, and the feet are paired with a pair of brown and black platform leather boots.

Her arms and ankles were tied to dragon skin protectors, and her clothes were tightened so that she could fight.

Of course, as a costume given to her by Owen, it is naturally not so simple, although it does not look like the fabric is luxurious, just an ordinary piece of clothing, but if you look closely, you can find the delicate details that can be followed everywhere, such as the embroidery on the collar, the neck is like a scarf bow tie, fluffy and comfortable just right to fit. Hogwarts brooches on the chest of the blouse, and more.

Even more precious is the garment, which, like many of Nick's works, is a magic item. It's not like any weapon or spell can be easily separated.

Miss Granger's thick, shaggy brown hair was braided and strung into a single ponytail against her back.

looks inexplicably like a French village girl.

The clear brown eyes exude caution and seriousness that have never been seen before.

The vine wand was clenched tightly in her hand.

It can be seen that she is still a little nervous.

"Whew!" She exhaled a white breath.

Then he looked at the whole field at eye level.

She naturally felt the aftermath of the battle outside.

Although I didn't see the footage of the battle, I could tell from the sound alone that the game was not easy, and even dangerous.

Then when she looked up, she saw a few hot air balloons floating in the air.

"Owen !!"

The little witch gritted her teeth and said viciously.

She thought the guy was joking!

It was so humiliating, it was simply the most humiliating thing she had ever encountered since she went to school.

With a moment's notice, a nameless fire erupted in Miss Granger's heart, and the anger shattered the little tension in her heart and vanished away.

Hermione exhaled again, holding back her breath and not looking at the posters in the sky that made her feel ashamed.

She focused only on the dragon on the golden tower in the distance and the dragon egg beneath it.

And then—she stepped away.

The competition is officially on!

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The outer ring of the site is a 'mountain' of gravel of different sizes.

It was meant to be a cover for the warriors.

Of course, few of them can use it.

Hermione deftly walked through the 'mountains', her steps getting faster and faster.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a strange vibration came from under her feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, she waved her wand, and the rubble around her transformed into imprisoned armor, tightly restraining the puppet that had crawled halfway to the ground.

"Oh! Wonderful Transfiguration! Mr. Bagman exclaimed.

None of the Hogwarts Wizards, including him, thought that Hermione would not be able to pass these levels.

The scene of the World Cup is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Besides, there have been four warriors who have cleared the level before, so it shouldn't be very difficult for Hermione.

Everyone thinks so, and what they want to hope now is whether Miss Granger can put on some big scenes, so that they can win back in momentum.

After all, the previous Koyatl was too amazing.

Vaguely, their Hogwarts have been stabilized by Ilvermorny.

This is something that the little wizards can't stand anymore.

Other schools, Beauxbatons or Durmstrang, are fine.

But Ilvermorny cannot.

It's a copycat of Hogwarts' school of witchcraft and wizardry, and if it overwhelms them in the game, it won't be as simple as losing face. It's like flushing Hogwarts' thousand-year-old reputation into the gutter.

So, not only the Gryffindor crowd, but even the Slytherins, who were not against them, wanted Hermione to win beautifully.

And naturally, someone makes a wish, and someone makes it happen, and the early Owen has already begun to wait for this moment.

"Hey! I was forced too, Miss Granger. He sat up from the rock where he was lying, his legs flat and the other bent, and then his right hand against his right leg, a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Who made me the president of the student council!" ”

"It's all for Hogwarts!"

Although Owen's words seemed to be full of helplessness, there was no helplessness on his face, and he was even full of excitement.

Then he waved his crystallized phoenix wand slightly in both right hands.

Only he could see the ancient magic, or the rivers that flowed into the sea, all of which poured into the five puppets in the ground.

Then little by little, he lifted the ban that Victor had left on the puppet.

Get this pure war machine in full swing.

In the next second, the earth roared, and the remaining four puppets broke through the ground and crawled out one by one like demons from hell.

"Crackling!" A sound of golden-colored collisions rang out.

It was the sound of the puppet's fragmented metal colliding with each other.

Everyone saw that those puppets suddenly seemed to swell, the metal on their bodies bulged slightly, and the blazing white light in the cracks and chests looked like flesh and blood. The majestic magic even has a tendency to overflow.

"Bang!"

Boulders shook off them.

Ancient magic is infused into their core.

The puppet left behind by the ancient heirs is now revitalized, standing tall above the earth like the attendants of the gods.

The light all over the body is dazzling.

"Boom !!"

Explode!

It was the puppet that Hermione had imprisoned.

Suddenly, a strong repulsion erupted from its body, sending the bound boulder flying.

"Armor protection!"

Hermione quickly raised her wand, her invisible armor acting like a wall of air, keeping the flying stones out.

"Multiple freezes."

Then, unhurriedly, she raised her right foot and slammed the ground fiercely, and in the next second, countless ice crystals emerged from the soles of her feet.

Like a growing sword, the puppet that broke free from its shackles froze again.

"Oh! This trick Owen used. Ron exclaimed, "He's frozen a lot of eight-eyed spiders." ”

Ron, who has a PDST for spiders, recognizes the spell at a glance.

But it wasn't just the spell that made the little wizards scream.

Almost at the same time as Hermione cast the spell, another puppet, with a long sword horizontally, crouched steadily, and then stabbed straight at it as if it had pressed the accelerator button, like a brilliant lightning bolt.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Hermione.

The next second after her ice crystals were activated. And he came to her.

"All protection, ultimate defense!"

Miss Granger calmly cast the spell, but was forced back several steps by the sword.

Although the magic was not broken, it was pierced by the sword. The tremendous force was indeed concussive, and her arm was a little numb.

"There are many obstacles!"

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Before she could stabilize her steps, Miss Granger cast a spell on her left hand and right hand at the same time, and cast a spell without a wand in her left hand, aiming at another puppet that was about to rush over, and the wand in her right hand provoked, and the red spell was like gunpowder that was agitated, and it hit the puppet in front of her who was ready to swing the next sword.

"Boom!" A loud explosion shook the dust on the ground.

The smoke and dust ruffled the hair on Miss Granger's forehead.

But she didn't wait for her to catch her breath.

Through the smoke and dust, I saw a faint blue light in the distance.

There is also a puppet, its hands in a gesture of drawing a bow, the metal that symbolizes muscles trembling and expanding, and it is like those demigod heroes of ancient Greece, and it straightens the full moon with a large blue illusory bow condensed in its hands.

The "Zheng" longbow cried, and a blue arrow feather shot into the sky, turning into countless arrow feathers, falling like raindrops.

A huge tremor dispersed the dust, and at that moment it was as if the stars had fallen.

And the last puppet was already ready to charge.

The half-length golem frozen in the ice crystals also broke free.

The effect of the obstacle spell was limited, and the slowed golem had already arrived in front of her condescendingly.

"Hoo !!"

The attacks from all sides are dazzling.

"Oops!" The little wizards in the stands screamed in unison.

"Why?" Gryffindor, Harry asked loudly.

"Hermione's puppets are obviously much more powerful than the others!"

"yes, that kind of golem can still use magic!!" Ron was also shocked.

The twins, with red eyes in their eyes, stared at the hill-like puppet with a fiery look, this is simply their dream lover!

As for the Hufflepuffs on the side, Hannah's brows furrowed, and the hand holding the corner of the clothes was slightly white.

It's too dangerous—if it were herself—she might have died long ago.

Justin couldn't say anything but widen his eyes.

"And it's so much more flexible." Neville squeezed through the crowd, "None of the puppets the Warriors have dealt with so nimble before!" ”

Yes, the crowd nodded, their faces gloomy.

The puppets that the four warriors dealt with before, every action they made, every swing of their swords was like slow motion, although it looked terrifying, but there was plenty of time for the little wizards to dodge.

But now—they all seem to have become swordsmanship masters one by one, and their movements are sharp and fast, compared to before, they are almost like two people.

"It was deliberate, they deliberately adjusted the difficulty." Ron cursed, "Damn, it must be the other schools, they can't get used to having two of us!" ”

"We have no proof." Harry reminded him that this was not to be said, after all, the headmasters were respected wizards.

"Evidence?" Ron's eyelids jumped wildly, "Those puppets are about to stab Hermione to death with a sword, what kind of evidence!" ”

"It's time to stop the game now!"

"That's right!" Seamus, Thomas and the others behind him also shouted with gloomy faces.

Miss Granger was their Gryffindor.

Attacking the favourites with such despicable means made them feel angry from the bottom of their hearts.

"Oh! Oh, my God! What happened. Why have these puppets become so powerful? On the podium, Mr. Bagman was equally angry, and he turned his head to look at Dumbledore.

That look seemed to say, it's your students down there, you don't care?

This is the first tournament in a century, and in the event of casualties, I am afraid that this kind of tournament will not be held again in the next century.

At this time, the old headmaster was whispering to Grindelwald.

"What does that kid want to do?" His grandfather frowned and asked, "Does he want to kill the witch?" ”

"I don't think so." The old headmaster smiled, "Actually, I'm curious about how high Miss Granger's magic level has reached?" I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Just the brown-haired one?" Grindelwald looked at Hermione in the field.

At this time, Granger, who was surrounded by the rush, was not afraid of danger, and a dazzling red light of "Except Your Weapon" hit the poor puppet that crawled out of the dirt, and it didn't hold it very tightly.

The big sword in his hand naturally flew down in response.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

With a flick of her wand, she controlled the mid-air greatsword, and then swung her arm sharply.

The controlled greatsword was like a meteor, and it directly inserted another puppet that came out of the explosion spell intact.

Then she leaped sideways, dodging the slash of the two golems that rushed at her.

Finally, at the moment of landing, the wand was aimed at the ground, and the powerful Transfiguration was cast in an instant, and the magic power poured into the ground, and in an instant, the ground full of stones gradually turned into a muddy swamp.

The four puppets in front of her, their mountain-like size, had once been a weapon to deter mortals, but now they had become their greatest burden.

The golem began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was buried in the calf.

"All curses are over!"

The golden light flashed, and the arrow feathers made purely with magic power were all resisted by this golden light.

Breathing time at the end of the attack.

Hermione uses a petrification charm to freeze the four golems trapped in the swamp.

And then - "Multiple Freezes"

The crystallized ice covered and froze again.

It took three restrictions to make her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Whew!"

She gasped, wiped the sweat from her forehead, brushed the broken hair from her face, and then patted the dust off her body.

Gaze tenacity.

"Well done !!" The young wizards of Hogwarts were boiling.

Although Miss Granger at this time, because her face was covered with dust, and she had just dodged the puppet slash and rolled on the ground to dodge, she was a little disgraced.

But in the eyes of the little wizard, she undoubtedly looked like a Valkyrie.

It's invincible!

Now, there is only one opponent left.

After a moment's respite, Granger ran straight towards the last golem.

As for the little wizards from other schools, they were directly stunned.

What did they all see just now?

Ease!

It was so relaxing that I was here to go shopping.

One word to describe the current image of Miss Granger in their hearts.

- Strong!

Even Grindelwald withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Dumbledore, "You've raised a good student again." ”

"Huh." The old headmaster smiled, and the joy between his brows never stopped.

Miss Granger has grown far beyond his expectations.

And he knows that this is not her real strength, because the game continues.

At this time, in the field.

Offense and defense have changed shape, and the puppets can go, and Miss Granger can go.

Her petite body walked towards the last puppet step by step.

Inexplicably, an aura like a mountain oppressed the little wizards in the stands.

They were speechless in astonishment.

(End of chapter)