Chapter 446 Variables (Modified)

Usually, the beginning of the summer semester means that Alan and his Quidditch players need to step up their training and prepare for the last Quidditch match of the season.

But this year, what he and Harry are preparing for is the fourth and final event of the Triwizard Tournament. Unlike other warriors who don't know what to do, Alan's life is very fulfilling. And the planned research on golem making has not started because the subsequent research on dementors and books on devils occupied most of his time.

Time passed in the last week of May, and Allen received a note from Professor Flitwick: "Please come to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock tonight, where Mr. Bagman will announce that the fourth project is What."

After reading the note, Allen stuffed the note into the pocket of the magic robe.

So at 8:30 in the evening, when Allen passed by the school library, he happened to see Fu Rong coming out of it.

"What do you think it will be?" Fleur asked as the two walked down the stone steps together into the overcast night.

"What do you hope it will be?" Allen didn't answer, but asked Fleur instead.

"The underground tunnel, the organizing committee may ask us to find the treasure." Fu Rong said with bright eyes.

I didn't expect Fu Rong to be so interested in finding treasures. Maybe I can consider giving her a Nixie next Christmas. At that time, no matter whether my aunt got rid of the manticore scandal that caused the casualties of her subordinates, she would no longer be a The problem is, getting permission for Fleur is easy.

They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch, and entered through a gap in the stands.

"What are they doing here?" Harry's angry voice sounded in the stadium.

Quidditch pitches are no longer flat and smooth. It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here, and these low walls are intricate, winding and extending in all directions.

"Is it a maze?" Fu Rong murmured uncertainly to herself, then lowered her head and carefully observed the low wall closest to her.

"Hello!" a cheery voice called.

Ludo Bagman stood in the middle of the court, and several other warriors stood beside him. Allen and Fleur stepped over the hedges towards them.

"Well, what do you think?" Bagman asked cheerfully, as Alan and Fleur climbed the last hedge. "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet tall." .do not worry,"

Seeing the unhappy expression on Harry's face, he smiled and said, "Don't worry! Your Quidditch pitch will be back to normal as soon as the Tournament is over! Well, I think you can probably guess what we're going to do here." what?"

For a moment no one spoke, and then—

"The maze," said Krum gruffly.

"Correct answer!" Bagman said, "it's a maze. The last item is very simple and clear. The Goblet of Fire is placed in the center of the maze, and the warrior who touches it first will be the final champion. This competition The event was unprecedentedly grand. Not only did the Hogsmeade Carnival last until the end of the game, but the final challenge also won the sponsorship of many pure-blood families. Even if you can't become the champion, it is guaranteed that every warrior can compete according to their rankings. Get the reward you deserve. Allen, I have to thank you Harris family for your demonstration role when you took the lead in donating live broadcast equipment before, so that those twenty-eight purebloods who still have some money left The families have discovered that the Tournament is good for improving their reputation, otherwise these conservative and stingy old guys would not have offered to donate such a large sum of Galleons so that every warrior would not return empty-handed."

"Should we just go through the maze?" Fleur asked.

"There will be many obstacles." Bagman said cheerfully, but he frowned again when he thought of something: "Some families with breeding farms provide a lot of monsters, because there are too many monsters, some are too dangerous, you should know that Joseph What happened to Fern's Department of the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures,

It's kind of hard for us, we haven't finalized what we're going to put in there...and some spells that have to be lifted...that sort of thing, you know. Also, the warrior with the most points enters the maze first. "

Bagman smiled at Allen: "Then Mr. Krum went in. His strong performance in the last game allowed him to overtake Mr. Porter... and finally Mr. Hernandez. But you all have to work hard to succeed." Success will depend on your ability to navigate through obstacles. Should be fun, shouldn't it?"

"The Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control recently discovered a manticore during a joint Auror inspection of smuggling. This manticore even killed seven people! Are you planning to put monsters in it now?" Brooke? Hernandez thought of the news he saw some time ago, and his face turned pale. He would be injured by various monsters in every game. He no longer had any hope of winning the championship. He just wanted to wait for the last game to finish , Don't be content with getting hurt again.

Bagman ignored Hernandez's complaints, and said to himself: "Very good... If you have no questions, let's go back to the castle, okay? It's a bit cold here..."

"Alan, let's go. Gabriel is still waiting for me to go back and tell her a bedtime story in Beauxbaton's carriage... Alan?" Fleur noticed that he seemed to be distracted when she urged Alan, and she couldn't help but move her hands. He shook his eyes to bring him back to his senses.

"Uh...sorry, Fleur, I was just worrying about my aunt." Allen perfunctory Fleur with the matter of the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts. In fact, he was worried about the content of the last game and the small changes in the plot in his memory. But I'm not surprised. After all, after knowing his strong performance in the first three games, Voldemort and Crouch certainly wouldn't pin their hopes on Harry being the first to touch the Goblet of Fire, but now they have lost the right plot. His foreknowledge made him worry that he didn't know what kind of variables would happen in the end.

Harry, who knew the events of the competition, was much calmer, and after seeing Hagrid who had fully recovered the next day, his mood was even better.

Hagrid was standing outside the hut, waiting for his classmates, with some open cardboard boxes at their feet that they had never seen before.

Hermione's heart sank when she saw the cardboard box—couldn't another brood of snails hatch?

Hagrid caught a small animal from the box, and Hermione realized that it was a furry black guy with a long nose and flat front paws like a shovel, which was very strange.