Grandpa said that he let himself compete for the sake of prestige.

But what's the use of this prestige?

Prestige in the mundane world is naturally prestige, but what about the wizarding world?

Zhang Xiao's eyes were contemplative, and her upper body was like a breeze blowing willows, with a kind of relaxation and freehand, or bowing her head or turning sideways to let go of one spell after another.

I really couldn't dodge it, so I casually picked up the magic spells that flew over one by one.

From a distance, it looked like a few people were surrounding him, and spells flew by, but they didn't have any effect at all.

The few warriors who intercepted were more and more panicked, only to feel that they had seen a ghost, where had they ever seen such a scene, and they couldn't even keep the accuracy of the spell under the horror.

It was originally on a moving broomstick, and there were many more directions to avoid in the air than in a small classroom.

Zhang Xiao really felt relaxed, and she could cope with it just by relying on the residual instinct when thinking.

The wizarding world is idealistic and unreasonable, and I have discussed faith and other things with my father before.

Prestige, while not faith, is essentially something like faith.

Why are those crumbs going on the path of fear, intimidation, etc., it is not a positive emotion complex and changeable, only fear is the purest, so as to condense something out.

Is there any wonderful use for this prestige that I don't know about?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows furrowed, a broom, gently raised, and calmly dodged the two spells that crossed.

It's not right, Shanglong Tiger Mountain is not famous, and the old heavenly master never cares about the prestige of the world, if his old man wants this thing, he just needs to say it.

Since no one in the Daomen has taken this path of incense becoming a god, it means that this thing is useless to the people of the Daomen.

Could it be that there is something in the West that needs this prestige?

Zhang Xiao pondered all the way, his wand pointed forward, and an illusory cyan talisman flashed twice in the air, and the swept wind seemed to have been split by a knife.

The broom flew through the third door without hindrance.

Only a group of warriors who held their wands and frantically released the whirlwind swept away were left with messy expressions, and they wanted to stop talking.

"It's so easy, it's as easy as eating and drinking! The second warrior to reach the third level appeared - Zhang, who represented the school alone. ”

Ludo Bagman loudly announced that in a short period of time, there have been many changes on the field.

He didn't have time to say more, so he could only keep announcing the battle situation on the field:

"The fifth key has been taken by magic, the captain has rushed to the second level, and now the second key is back to three, and the warriors of Castrobusche are desperately trying to get their key back.

But Beauxbatons' girls were heroic, and their tenacious perseverance was in a league with Castrobusche, and Krum's performance remained consistent.

It seems that the previous defeat did not make him lose his courage, and he dodged most of the attacks with a wonderful performance!

Alright, that's the end of the first two levels, let's turn our attention to the third level! The mysterious third level has not yet revealed any information.

But judging from the name of the third level, the obstacle challenge, it should be related to obstacles, let's wait and see. ”

Harry struggled with bouts of vertigo, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt like he could ride a whole day on a broomstick.

But the first level seems to consume all the energy, and it is a kind of exhaustion that seems to diffuse from the depths of the soul.

It was dark and bright, and Harry found himself in an empty room where every school had gathered the warriors who had been assigned to it.

They sat nervously like this, looking towards the entrance from time to time, expecting to see their teammates.

When Harry staggered in, the room immediately boiled, and everyone couldn't help but leave their chairs, wanting to ask about their team, but they didn't feel good about it.

Durmstrang's face suddenly darkened, but it was a little incredulous that this Hogwarts kid had appeared.

That means Krum lost? How is this possible?

"Harry!"

Cedric and Malfoy immediately rushed up to him in surprise and delight, they had been speculating about when Harry would be able to come over, they had thought about third place, they had thought about fourth place.

But I never had the luxury of first place, and that was Victor Krum! The world's No. 1 Seeker!

"You-you're number one? How? Cedric patted Harry on the shoulder, smiling brightly.

"I won Krum!" Harry grinned, and the exhaustion he had just had been swept away by the excitement.

In the envious eyes of everyone, he raised the key in his hand.

Malfoy pursed his lips, but remained silent and didn't say a word, if he was asked to say anything to praise Potter, it would be better to kill him.

The three of them smiled and took the key to a door, and stuffed it into a huge hole, accompanied by a click.

The door opened, revealing a mist-shimmering door, and the three of them glanced at each other, but they didn't know what was inside, so they could only stubbornly go inside.

There was darkness in front of me, and the next second I felt weightlessness like a fall.

Harry instinctively wanted to scream, but before he could do so, the tide of light had already overwhelmed him.

At first, there was only a little sound around them, and they were so hazy that they couldn't hear anything clearly, as if they had been stuffed with thick cotton in their ears.

Harry shook his head, and the voices grew louder, and by the time his eyes were clear again, the loud cheers drowned him out.

He looked around in surprise, this is a Quidditch field?

The people in the stands were blurred, like mosaic paintings, only mechanical cheers.

"Where is this?"

Harry turned to see Malfoy in a strange Quidditch suit, rubbing his head in pain.

"Like a Quidditch match?"

Cedric, also dressed in a Quidditch suit, looked around with a frown, three huge goals standing at either end, and magical lights illuminated the place as if it were daytime.

"What are you wearing?"

Harry looked down at himself, and sure enough, he had changed.

"It looks a little familiar"

Malfoy tugged at the clothes on his body in disgust, as if he remembered something, and at this moment, pale golden words appeared in front of the three little wizards:

"Level 3 – 10 minutes and 3 balls"

In the next second, Quidditch's preparation whistle sounded, and the three of them instinctively stepped on their broomsticks and flew into the sky.

"Only three people? And what about the other side? ”

Harry shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, five unrecognizable figures appeared in front of him, dressed in the same neatly dressed Quidditch suits.

"Doesn't seem too difficult?"

Cedric stared at the three huge door frames on the opposite side and said confidently:

"It's just five balls, although there are only three people, but it's enough to play with the attack, and it's only three chasers in the official game."

Harry nodded in agreement, although he was a Seeker, he also had to do other aspects of his daily training, such as passing and receiving balls.

It's really easy to put 3 goals in 10 minutes in a Quidditch match.

Because everyone can usually soar to nearly 100 points in the first half hour of the game, and then they start to turn into fierce confrontations, resulting in a decrease in scores.

However, Harry and Cedric's words did not meet with Malfoy's approval.

His eyebrows furrowed more and more, desperately searching for vague memories in his mind.

The jersey on the body and the jersey on the opposite side

"Toot ————————!"

The whistle sounded, and the unrecognizable referee kicked the box open, and sure enough, as expected, there was no Golden Snitch.

Only Bludgers and Quaffles.

Cedric's hands were itchy after waiting so long, and he immediately pressed the broomstick and grabbed the Quaffle in his arms before he could get to the other side.

"Bye-bye~"

In a good mood, he also turned his head with interest and smiled and said hello to the person who had just competed with him for the Ghost Flole.

I saw the figure on the opposite side suddenly slam into me viciously, and at the same time, a punch hit Cedric's waist.

Under the severe pain, Cedric couldn't help but let go of his hand, he looked at the referee below in shock, and shouted angrily while covering his waist:

"It's a foul! Can't you see it? ”

As if he hadn't seen anything, the referee raised a hand:

"The goal is valid, 10 points for the Korean team!"

Malfoy, who was over there, raised his head suddenly, and he shouted in horror:

"I see! Be careful! This is the game! ”

Zhang Xiao walked to the door of the third level with a pensive look on her face under the horrified eyes of everyone in the room.

Until this time, he was still thinking about his grandfather's intentions, if grandpa wanted prestige, would it be better for him to make a higher profile?

As for the fact that Chinese are often worried that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, or people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

It's not a problem here, this is the West, it's too mild but feels like it's easy to bully, and when the backing is strong enough, it's natural that the stronger the strength is shown, the better.

Well. Maybe you shouldn't play dumb riddles with your grandfather, and say hello directly after the game.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Xiao felt that most of what she thought was right, and it was already shocking for one person to participate in the competition.

Stuffing the key into the hole, looking at the door in front of him that emitted fluorescence and mist, Zhang Xiao walked in without hesitation.

You can try it, then be high-profile when you fight the fire dragon

Seeing Zhang Xiao's figure disappear behind the door, the discussion finally sounded quietly.

"Second place, him?"

"I think he competed alone."

"It's terrible, one person can be second?"

"What about our captain? Why haven't you come yet? ”

Accompanied by darkness and a sense of weightlessness, Zhang Xiao blinked her eyes and looked at the pale gold text in front of her.

Oh? Level 3. Is it actually Quidditch?

"Be careful! Potter, Diggory! This is the game! 20 years ago - the ugly Korea team! ”

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)