Chapter 486 The Atmosphere Is Subtle

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have finally made a decision. Merkus, the leader of the mermaids, told us exactly what happened under the lake. We decided to give each warrior the following score based on a full score of 50..."

"First is Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons. Although she showed excellent use of the Bubblehead Charm, she was attacked by Grindylow when she was close to the target and failed to rescue the hostages. We gave her 25 points."

"Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts, he also used the Bubblehead Charm and was the first to return with the hostages. Therefore, we gave him 47 points."

"Viktor Krum from Durmstrang used Transfiguration, which was incomplete but still very effective. He was the second to return with the hostages. We gave him 40 points."

"Finally, there are the two most special warriors, Harry Potter from Hogwarts and Pickley Graves from Ilvermorny. One of them took Gillyweed and the other held a mysterious leaf in his mouth, and both achieved amazing results. Although they were the last to return, Warriors, it took more than the stipulated time of one hour. "

"However, the mermaid leader told us that Mr. Porter was the first to find the hostages. He failed to return in time because he wanted to ensure the safety of all hostages, not just his own hostages. Mr. Graves could have been the fourth person to complete the task, but he couldn't bear to see his competitors fall into danger and abandon hostages who had nothing to do with him. "

"After the majority of the judges' ruling, they felt that this fully demonstrated a noble moral demeanor. Therefore, Mr. Porter's score is 45 points and Mr. Graves' score is 42 points! "

"The third and final project will be held in the evening of June 24th. The warriors will know the specific content of the project one month in advance. Thank you for your support to the warriors! "

"..."

The sky was dim, and the dark blue night sky was faintly black, but this did not affect the large area of ​​magnificent red and gold clouds on the dome of the auditorium, as if a small piece of the real sky last summer was stolen, decorating the entire auditorium with a scene of sunset molten gold.

The young wizards gathered around the five hostages and five warriors, eagerly asking about the wonderful adventures that took place in the underwater world.

The long-awaited expectations of the past three months finally became a reality, but they only blew the cold wind on the gray-black lake for a whole morning. You know, the first project was an exciting and thrilling dragon duel that was eye-catching.

The warriors' ears never calmed down after leaving the water. No matter where they went, there were always curious students cheering behind them. The sharp chattering was more unbearable than the gurgling sound of bubbles under the water.

Harry felt that all kinds of noises had turned into heavy mud and filled his head, pressing his brain and causing a dull pain. His frontal lobe was also dizzy, and he could no longer hear what the people around him were saying.

Just like the first time they met, Graves sat at the long table of Gryffindor. The onlookers were no longer as reserved and shy as they were when they first met. They were unrestrained, especially the young man named Lee Jordan, who was patting his shoulders with all his strength to get the story of the last minute underwater from him.

"At that time, I saw Harry being submerged by the mermaid. I didn't think much about it, so I used..."

Graves finished speaking in a daze, and saw the two red-haired twins next to Lee Jordan raised their arms and shouted loudly.

"The most detailed underwater game, the commentator Lee Jordan tells it with passion!"

"No need to pay, just buy supplies from Weasley's Magic Joke Shop to listen!"

"Canary cookies are 10% off, fake wands are 30% off..."

The little wizards who surrounded them suddenly dispersed and surrounded the three people tightly. The scene was even more crowded than the supermarket Christmas promotion.

But it was good this way, my ears could finally be quiet for a while.

Graves looked at the long table, picked up the goblet and came behind the youngest warrior, patting his shoulder: "Hey, Harry."

"Oh, um..." Harry turned around and saw it was him, and hurriedly swallowed the steak in his mouth, "Oh, hello, Graves."

"Just call me Pickley." Graves smiled slightly.

"Uh, okay, Pickley." Harry was a little choked, he didn't look at the eyes of the person in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.

Graves raised his glass to greet him: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten such a high score."

Harry quickly picked up the glass and clinked it with him. Seeing that there was milk in his glass, he couldn't help blushing again: "I should thank you. If it weren't for you to help me out, I probably wouldn't get any points. Thank you, Graves... Pickley."

Graves touched his glass and drank the champagne in the glass in one gulp. His smile became more sincere. Before leaving, he turned around and said: "Harry, you are a true warrior."

Harry picked up the knife and fork again in a daze, and couldn't help wondering when he pointed it at the steak.

What does this mean?

It sounds very mature, but I feel like I can't compare to them...

Forget it, this mature attitude doesn't suit him, it suits people like Loren and Hermione.

Harry glanced to the side subconsciously and saw Loren quietly taking Hermione's roasted chicken leg. He was silent for a moment, thinking too much, without Loren.

Compared with the lively and festive students, the atmosphere in the guest of honor seemed a little subtle.

Ms. Maxim elegantly shared a roasted pork elbow. The skin was crispy and the pork elbow was sizzling with oil. Although it shrank a little when roasted, it was bigger than some wizards' heads.

However, the giantess's movements were slow and smooth, without a trace of chaos. Even the oily sheen was only on her lips. Seeing such a scene, the people next to her would inevitably feel weird.

Look at the other mixed-race giant not far away, looking at this side longingly...

Karkaroff looked away, and the strange feeling in his heart became even stronger.

Principal Fontana's heart was beating very happily, and when he thought about what happened during the day, he couldn't help laughing softly: "Albus, I must say, there are many things worth learning about education at Hogwarts, I was thinking , even if the Goblet of Fire competition is over, we should strengthen our ties.”

"It's an honor." Dumbledore laughed, "Speaking of which, Hogwarts and Ilvermorny should be like a family. We are brother schools, what do you think?"

"Yes, as close as brothers!" Principal Fontana raised his glass excitedly, "To the great Salazar Slytherin."

Crouch's eyes lit up when he heard this, he raised his glass and joined in: "To the great Salazar Slytherin."

"To all the great wizards who founded and protected the school." Dumbledore smiled.

After hearing these words, Ms. Maxim also raised her glass: "I think that great schools all have similarities, not only whether they have superb magic skills, whether they have strong combat abilities, but also..."

She took a deep look at Karkaroff: "There is also the cultivation of morality and temperament, a school that cultivates good wizards."

Karkaroff was so angry that his mustache trembled. Who was he implying, saying that Durmstrang trained all dark wizards?

It's obvious that these two schools train stupid guys, who would think that the competition will really drown people?

The time limit is just to allow them to come back within the specified time. Who would waste time because of being a hero?

He raised his glass and clinked it with them in annoyance, making the sound so loud that one worried that the glass would break.

"You're right, but I think magic skills are the basic ability of a wizard. The prerequisite for developing moral integrity is the ability to protect yourself, right?" Karkaroff breathed heavily, "If the students you teach can't even She couldn't protect herself well, and when faced with a real battle, she couldn't hold out until the end of the battle. The aftermath of someone else's curse made her defeated. Such morals are useless. "

Anyone could tell that he was talking about Fleur Delacour's poor skills. She couldn't even pass the simplest underwater breathing and Grindylow levels, and her score was also the lowest in the game... Ms. Maxime was so angry that her chest was pounding. ups and downs.

The clinking of glasses finally ended in a subtle atmosphere.

The simple Ludo Bagman drank a big gulp of ice-cold wine, and every inch of his senses from his throat to his stomach shivered with pleasure.

He felt that his wallet was filling up. The popular player Viktor Krum was second to last, and Harry Potter was second. With these two items alone, his debts were halved.

By the time the third project is completed, he will not only be able to pay off his debts, but also become a rich man!

Speaking of debts, are there some that don’t need to be repaid...

"Snapped!"

The girl's soft and white fingers slapped the back of her hand, which still hurt a little. Loren retracted his unclean little hand, opened his eyes and glared at me: "Oh, you Granger classmate, I was kind enough to help you digest some unhealthy food, but you hit me."

Hermione glanced at the roasted chicken leg that he had touched, pursed her lips, and silently pushed it into the man's plate with a spoon.

I was pinched by this person's hand, and I don't know what kind of sweets were on it, and maybe...

The girl glanced at his lips, and Loren was deeply hurt by the flash of disgust.

"You actually dislike me!"

"No."

"I saw it all!"

"You're wrong."

"Impossible, my eyes have magic power and I can see clearly."

"..." Hermione picked up another chicken wing, "Then I'll give you some compensation."

Loren couldn't help but swallowed and muttered: "Such a small amount of compensation can't make up for the damage to my fragile heart, but seeing that you have a good attitude in admitting your mistake, I won't argue with you for the time being."

Hermione looked at him eating and couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth.

My mother said in the letter that you should exercise restraint when getting along with the person you like. Only by exercising restraint can you keep your love fresh and your happiness as long as possible. She probably had a little objection, but as long as he was by her side, she would never get tired of it.

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Fantasy book, library.

The deep blue water flooded the whole world, bubbles bubbled out from the solid wooden shelves and books, the faint sound from the sea floor clung to the eardrums, and the cool touch reached directly into the mind.

A mermaid with smooth scales floated on the bookshelf, shaking its strong tail fin, and the invisible water waves it fanned overturned several thin volumes on the bookshelf next to it, and the pages flipped like wind.

An old man in a silver robe floated slowly through the air, holding a drama book in his hand, with a helpless look on his face. This library had been burned by fire and soaked by sea water. There was still something left for him to toss about next. There are not many ways left.

What's next, soil filling?

The sturdy mermaid waved his hand, and the underwater library immediately returned to its normal state. Loren landed in front of the old man and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is it that the mermaid leader I saw today basically has no magic power, but the one that turned into foam?" Old Man Fish, is the magic light almost catching up with Dumbledore?"

"In fact, whether they are mermaids, centaurs or giants...these humanoid creatures can live well in nature by relying on their bodies and intelligence beyond animals, so they do not pay attention to magic research." Flamel focused on reading. Without raising his head, he said, "A few individuals with excellent talents can comprehend powerful enough magic from the ocean, stars and earth themselves, and become the elders of the tribe, so inheritance education does not focus on magic."

Loren's mind recalled all the centaurs he had seen, Firenze, Baine, Ronan...

It seems that he did not display any magic. Even when dealing with Voldemort, he only used hooves and bows. The only thing that can be related to magic is astrology, but this thing basically does not use magic.

However, humanoid creatures do not have any unique magic power. Since they all use magic, their own bodies are more suitable.

If you think about it this way, magical animals are really amazing.

After thinking about it for a moment, Loren let go of the wand, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling his body.

A layer of slender, soft white hair grew silently from his skin, and at the top of his head, a straight sharp horn slowly grew. Unknowingly, his body lay horizontally in the air, and his limbs Turned into hooves. Half a minute later, a snow-white unicorn appeared on the spot.

Thanks to Professor Hagrid's teachings and the vivid teaching aids he found, Loren basically figured out the unicorn's body structure.

Loren tried to raise his hoof and felt the magic power in his body again.

His body's instinct told him that the first way to attack was to hit him with his horn and then kick him with his hoof. If none of these work, you can lie down and wait for the enemy to drink the cursed blood, allowing him to continue his life while feeling powerful pain.

Hmm... In the magical world where it is constantly spitting fire and turning into stone, let's not say it is extremely powerful. It can only be said that it has no power at all.

Even a little cute.

Flamel looked up from the book and glanced at him: "You should have discovered that for you now, the magic power of most magical animals can no longer provide much help. The fire dragon's flames are not as good as yours. Li Huo, the petrification of the basilisk is only a little faster than your binding spell... When you were in New York and Devon, you didn't have to transform into a basilisk to solve the problem. "

"Wizards are the most powerful magical animals."

Loren returned to his original appearance and spread his hands: "You are right, but a basilisk that suddenly appears is more worry-free than a powerful wizard that suddenly appears."