Chapter 1407 Opening
After three days of news about the Potions Tournament, they were overwhelmed by the heat of the upcoming wizard duel competition. The weather on the day of the duel was as bright as the mood of the wizards who came to watch the match, and the hot Mediterranean sun would not fade the wizard With their enthusiasm, crowds poured into the duel arena.
The wizards waiting in front of the seven ticket gates seem to have difficulty even moving. The wizard ticket inspectors are sweating profusely even in the temperature-controlled room. Take your seat by number.
For the wizards who came to watch the game, it seems that this is a stage to show their national characteristics, wearing special costumes, with iconic buildings, and some wizards even put the national flower of their country on top of their heads …the arena of the duel was very noisy, and hundreds of people could be heard moving about, shouting, laughter, and intermittent singing.
The duel players were assigned to several waiting rooms around the venue. Ian leaned against the window and looked up at the auditorium through the window. That scene was something he had never seen before. And the feverish excitement is contagious, with joy seeming to shine through every face Ian scans through his panoramic binoculars.
Until there was a more obvious restlessness on the left side of the noisy stands, Ian withdrew his gaze from the auditorium, turned his head, and aimed the panoramic telescope at the blue and bronze color matching of the most obvious large area in the audience. Harris box.
The American Auror glanced at the Harrises in the seats, and he recognized that the middle-aged wizard in the middle who was a bit fat and had dark circles was Owen Harris, and the one next to him was dressed in British Aurors. The young wizard Luo subdued was Albert.
Seeing several witches traveling with him, apart from Hermione Granger and the female Auror Penelope Clearwater, Ian could easily recognize that the hat was a ferry that was about to fly. Crow's weird witch is Luna Lovegood. Ian couldn't help but blame himself when he saw the smiling face on the other party's face, but he was lucky that Alan's mother and sister didn't seem to come. He hoped that he didn't witness the death of his relatives. The pain will be less...
But Ian actually saw Daisy wearing a blue magic robe. He knew that this was the eldest daughter of the Harris family and had a good relationship with Allen. Seeing her with a hairstyle similar to Jessica, Ian sighed. Tone, I can't help but think in my heart that it would be good if she didn't come... What he is going to do this time is too cruel for the Harrises, and Ian's heart is so heavy that he can't breathe...
Suddenly, a thunderous sound resounded through the entire final venue, which was full of seats. The voice of the host echoed above their heads and spread loudly to every corner of the stands.
Before the official start of the duel competition, the representative of the organizers of Greece and the former minister of the Greek Ministry of Magic, Stefanos Miltsakakis, loudly announced a topic that has nothing to do with the duel competition itself: Harris will Help Greece build a floating city after the duel match...
For a while, there were warm cheers and applause in the venue.
In fact, this link was not arranged at first, but the Greek Ministry of Magic felt that after the discussion, Allen and the others only verbally agreed to help build the floating city, which made people feel uneasy, and the public announcement was also a final decision; Improve the morale of wizards in the country; the third is to show off in front of other countries in the world that their country is also the first group of people to own the floating city.
In this case, Ian was annoyed by the following official clichés. He looked away impatiently from the window and began to look at the wizards in the player waiting room. Because of the large number of players, the player room where Ian was located was assigned to No. 7, and his target Alan Harris was now No. 3.
Due to confidentiality requirements, Ian didn't know who would be the one who was going to assassinate Allen with him. He just speculated that once there was a signal at that time, they would attack Allen together. There is no one of them in the room, and the name of the other party's Legilimency master is already well-known.
Ian observed for a while, and then gave up trying to judge who was acting with him based on the fact that the killer would observe the target before attacking. The lounge he was in was paying more attention, whether they were out of malice or just looking at idols, this made Ian unable to judge.
Outside, Stefanos' speech was coming to an end, and the enthusiastic cheers of the audience seemed to overturn the entire duel arena.
After observing around the room, Ian, who is an Auror, also noticed something unusual. He stood up straight, pretending to be careless, and walked past a foreigner with a feather on his head. He could feel the smell of black magic from the opponent; he even noticed that the Italian wizard in boots was drinking the flagon he carried with him, but judging from the smell of overcooked cabbage, I Well, I'm pretty sure it's Polyjuice Potion.
What's more, the most suspicious behavior and the most confusing thing for Ian is that the eyes of these suspects are not looking through the window and looking across the field to the No. relatives and friends.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please give me a warm welcome...from the first contestant room, I would like to introduce...Francisco Franco Balmond from Spain! His magic field is Transfiguration..."
A ginger-yellow bull-yellow figure galloped onto the stage with great momentum, and turned into a ginger-yellow wizard in robes that resembled a Muggle military uniform. The most central one raised its head proudly, full of vitality.
"The second one came from the second player channel...Dimitar Draganov! He won the All-Bulgarian Duel Championship a few years ago and represented the country. It is also worth mentioning that he and Ai It’s similar to Mr. Len Harris, he was selected for the Bulgarian Quidditch national team last year, but he is in the position of a batter who can make use of his strengths!”
A wizard riding a Firebolt quickly flew to the rising stage in the center of the arena. His sparse beard perfectly modified the shape of his lips. Such a perfunctory beard and short hair can still give people a healthy and sunny feeling... The handsome wizard not only won the enthusiastic applause of the Bulgarian wizards, but also caused many witches to scream.
This caused some wizards in the audience to complain dissatisfiedly about the fact that props can be used at will in this year's competition, thinking that this duel competition has been turned into a Quidditch competition or that the financial resources of the players are mediocre-of course, some people think this is a smart way. Because it's no news that Alan Harris can fly.
"Then there is Mustafa from South Africa... Please forgive me for not reading the full name, otherwise we would have to start at least a quarter of an hour late... In short, he is the most legendary young magician in Africa, and he is very talented as the son of a tailor. Courageous and extremely adept at dealing with magical beasts... for which he was fully taught by Master Gesture Spellcaster Jacques Varmutombo."
Mustafa's headdress is very distinctive. The long feather on it looks like a lion's tail. He stands in the center of the stage, grinning and showing his amazingly white teeth, facing the audience They waved frequently, and three huge light gray warthogs suddenly appeared beside him.
Soon there were wizards who were good at magical animals in the field to identify the identities of these warthogs. They were ???? class dangerous creatures Tebo (Tebo) warthogs, which can be found in Congo and Zaire in Africa, very Dangerous due to their ability to be invisible, making them impossible to capture and impossible to hide. The Tebo warthog's hide is very strong, so it is often used by wizards to make shields and body armor.
Many people gasped. If these three warthogs were allowed to run stealthily on the field, there would be no need to make such a move. Many people would either be knocked into the air or be ripped apart by their fangs.
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The number of people in the player waiting room is constantly decreasing. Ian, who had doubts in his heart just now, decided to seize the opportunity. He stood in the shadow of the corner of the player waiting room, observed the environment carefully, and kept his attention in the room before he felt Suspicious players.