Chapter 267 You Must First Know What You Are Facing

Although he received Dumbledore's support, Vader did not act immediately.

He waited patiently until everyone had finished their exams, and then the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Although Vader had no interest in Quidditch, this was the final game of the school year, and everyone in the school who had time came to watch.

The Ravenclaw team played very hard, and several people were injured because they were too fast and couldn't react. pity……

Food can be disguised, but strength cannot be disguised.

Several players who performed well last year have graduated and left, and the replacement players tried their best but still lost the game.

The Gryffindors cheered loudly and the Ravenclaws, barely able to maintain their composure, congratulated them on their victory.

"Thank you, you guys played great too!"

Gryffindor Wood gave a thumbs up and smiled so much that his teeth were exposed on both sides.

Roger, the captain of Ravenclaw, snorted coldly, showing a smiley expression.

In addition to Gryffindor who was still celebrating in the stadium, students from other houses began to return to the castle, especially Slytherin, who was the first to go.

So when everyone returned to the castle, they found that the foyer was blocked again. Many students from the Snake Academy gathered around, looking up at a new announcement——

【June Challenge】

[Not long ago, the Hogwarts warriors defeated the giant ball python and proved their strength and courage.

However--

Is that true?

We all know ball pythons are docile creatures and the professor is always there to watch. Fighting a ball python is as safe as cutting a cake under the protection of your mother.

Do you dare to challenge truly dangerous creatures?

Can you not retreat in the face of death?

Do you want to know how far your magic can go?

This is an event that only truly outstanding and brave challengers can take part in, even with the risk of death!

Warning: Not for the faint of heart! ! !

If you are interested in participating, please gather in the empty classroom on the third floor at 10 o'clock tonight. You can form your own team, and there is no number requirement.

In this event, all challengers are partners.

Note: Challengers need to meet the following conditions.

First, enter the finals of the May Challenge.

Second, be proficient in the Iron Armor Curse, Obstacle Curse, and Petrification Curse...]

Following is a string of spell names.

The words warning were highlighted and became several times larger.

Who would admit that they are a coward?

All those who met the conditions loudly stated that they would definitely participate. There were one or two students who had not yet mastered the spells and immediately went to study without even eating.

So when the Gryffindors also came back, they found that no one in the entire school seemed to be discussing their victory.

Whether it was the annoying Slytherins or the students of their own house, they were talking about something else.

They all rushed to the foyer to read the notice. When they returned to the long table, except for Wood who was still thinking about his Quidditch trophy, everyone else also changed the topic.

"Hogwarts is getting more and more cool. I thought I was just waiting to see the results and go home after the game!"

Fred said happily.

"Although looking at the results is also a risk, I still prefer this."

George crossed his hands and held his chin, and asked enthusiastically: "What could the dangerous creature... be?"

"Maybe a centipede as big as a snake?" Harry guessed.

"Maybe it's a bunch of spiders as big as a house! Right, Ronnie?" Fred winked at his brother.

"What-a spider?!!!"

Ron, who had just walked over, screamed and turned pale with fear.

Ron is most afraid of spiders because of a prank the twins played when they were little.

"Yes." Fred's face was gloomy like a ghost: "They will suddenly pounce out from the corner, and you, my brother, will be caught off guard by a spider..."

George, who sneaked out of his seat, cooperated tacitly, and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab Ron's shoulders.

"Ahhhhhh-"

The auditorium suddenly erupted with frightened screams and the laughter of the Weasley twins.

The Weasley brother was teasing his younger brother, but the students who heard a few words spread the rumor.

"Have you heard...it's a spider..."

"We have dealt with each other in the maze so many times... The school looks down on people too much..."

"The entry conditions are probably just to bluff people. I can also deal with those spiders..."

The little wizards are eager to prove their strength.

So, when it was about nine o'clock in the evening, Harry and others came to the third floor, only to find that the place was crowded with people, but surprisingly it was not noisy.

They squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and Harry followed Fred and the others blindfolded. Suddenly, something came loose in front of them, and he almost fell.

Someone helped him, and Harry quickly thanked him: "Thank you——"

"It seems that Mr. Potter, who just won the competition, still misses the feeling of being on the broom, so much so that he forgot how to use his legs."

A cold, sinister voice came from above his head. Harry stiffened and slowly raised his head, and sure enough he saw the professor he hated the most.

Snape, who was pulled in to work overtime, held a list and swept his cold and empty eyes over the bustling group of students around him. Then, everyone pushed and squeezed, and vacated another half-meter of space.

Only Harry was left standing in front of Professor Snape, accepting the cold gaze.

And next to him, the twin brothers were winking at him, signaling him to be brave.

Harry finally understood why there were so many people here and why it was so quiet.

He took a deep breath, prepared to be picked on, and said, "Professor, I'll take part in the challenge."

Snape's face was as ugly as always. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Harry. Although he didn't say a word, Harry felt that he had been despised from head to toe.

He unconsciously clenched his fists, and then he heard the professor in front of him say:

"Armor Charm."

"What... Oh, oh! Armor!"

Harry hurriedly took out his wand. Fortunately, he was already familiar with this spell and completed it smoothly.

Snape said nothing more and let him into the empty classroom.

After Harry entered, he found that a strange professor with disabled hands and feet was waiting inside.

He tried not to focus his eyes on the other's broken legs and arms, and whispered: "Professor?"

"Oh, Harry Potter!"

Professor Kettleburn patted him with his only intact palm excitedly.

"I'm about to retire, and I thought it would be impossible to see you in my class! I didn't expect that there would be such a chance in the end."

"Uh... Hello, professor." Harry said a little embarrassedly: "What do I need to do?"

"You have to know what you are facing first. If you are afraid, you still have a chance to quit." Professor Kettleburn said.

"Face... what?" Harry didn't understand.

"Well, a thousand-year-old buddy. I can't believe that Hogwarts still hides such a big guy... I submitted my retirement report too early."

Professor Kettleburn said regretfully, and pointed his wand at the wall next to him.

Harry turned his head and looked, and suddenly felt that the blood in his body seemed to solidify.

A pair of yellow-brown eyes stared at him, and a terrifying sense of crisis came over him!