The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 309 The Second Game (Please subscribe, please bookmark, please vote)
After hearing Harry's anxious question, Ryan stared at Harry seriously. When Harry felt a little uneasy about being stared at, he said, "If you feel uneasy, I can practice with you a little this week. In fact, you only need to practice the basic spells you have mastered. There is no need to be so nervous. By the way, if you trust me, you can give me your quota. I will make something during this time. I think it should be more cost-effective than buying the finished product directly."

"No problem." Harry nodded vigorously. "I'll give you all my credit limit."

"Thank you for trusting me." Len stood up and patted Harry on the shoulder, then walked to the back studio. "I assure you that the magic props we have are definitely better than those of the other two."

In the next few days, Ryan first made two bottles of underwater breathing potions. Because according to his inference, it was probably too late to make changes in the first game, so they simply added a few dragons and called it a day.

However, the organizers of the second game had much more time to prepare than the first game. In order to make the game look good, they may have directly expanded the content of the game. In other words, mixing the original underwater rescue into this new event as a part of the new game can at least save a lot of trouble and not waste the original arrangement.

In addition to preparing props, Ryan spent part of his time training Harry. The tents that the contestants were staying in should have been specially approved by the Ministry of Magic. In addition to a three-bedroom apartment, there was also a laboratory and a magic practice room. The two were now temporarily practicing fighting in the magic practice room.

"Why are the spells we use in practice so simple? I already know all the spells except the Disillusionment Charm?" Harry asked curiously after a day of practice. "For example, the Disarming Charm, the Shield Charm, the Shattering Charm, etc."

"You were watching me when I was doing alchemy. To be honest, do you think you can learn it in these five days?" Ryan asked after hearing Harry's complaint.

"I definitely can't learn it," Harry admitted flatly. "But what does this have to do with practicing spells you already know all day long?"

"Spells and alchemy are the same. It is not easy to master new things. In ancient times, a general in the Celestial Empire once said that it was good enough to be able to use 1/3 of what you know on the battlefield, and those who can use half of it are excellent talents. He has fought in battles all his life and has never seen anyone who can use % of his ability on the battlefield. Our competition is also equivalent to a battlefield. As long as you can master those basic combat spells and ensure that you can use them at critical moments, it will be fine. Blindly seeking new and powerful spells is likely to lower our level on the field."

"I understand." Harry stood up and walked to the corner of the practice room to continue practicing those basic spells. It must be said that Harry is indeed talented in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Ryan found that his ability to cast spells in this area has improved noticeably every day in the past few days.

The five days passed very quickly - all the contestants were soon gathered again, and the six players were called to a tent next to the forbidden forest to listen to Crouch announce the details of the competition.

"It's nice to see you again, ladies and gentlemen." Although he said he was happy, Crouch's stiff face didn't show any happiness at all. "I believe everyone has prepared for the next game in these five days." After saying this, he glanced at the people below.

From everyone's attire, we can see the competition plans of each school. The contestants from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons each carried different things, indicating that they chose to cooperate with each other but fight on their own. Only the two contestants from Hogwarts wore a leather belt, which contained a small leather bag and a row of test tubes containing various potions. In addition, both of them had a dagger tied to their thighs.

Bagman next to him said with a smile: "The competition will start in half an hour, so let's talk about the specific content of this competition first. That is to rescue the hostages and collect gold medals. Each golden egg in the first game is made into four gold medals. You need to go to the Black Lake to get your own gold medal first, and then combine the gold medal with the crystal in your hand. In this way, after entering the Forbidden Forest, the gold medal will show the location of the other three gold medals made from the same golden egg and the exit. One of the gold medals is with your hostage. The contestants need to reach the exit with the hostages at the same time to end the competition."

After finishing this long list in one breath, Bagman wiped the sweat from his head. Crouch looked at him with some dissatisfaction and said, "There are some details that need to be supplemented. First, everyone in the Black Lake can only take his own gold medal and are not allowed to touch other people's gold medals. Second, half an hour after entering the Forbidden Forest, the gold medal in your hand will show the location of all gold medals, but not including the location of the gold medal in the lake. At the same time, the gold medal taken away by others will disappear from the display. Third, contestants in the Forbidden Forest are allowed to obtain other people's gold medals, including searching and snatching. Finally, the competition will end two hours after the first contestant enters the Forbidden Forest, and all contestants who do not reach the exit with hostages will directly get zero points. Do you understand now?" "What if I only bring hostages to the exit?" Diane, another Beauxbatons contestant asked.

"Then unfortunately you will only get one basic hostage score. Each hostage's basic score is only equivalent to one gold medal score. Please remember that as long as you come out within the specified time, it will count. Coming out early will not win you any extra points."

"Can I attack the hostages?" Krum asked in a low voice.

"This is absolutely not allowed. Whether you attack a hostage or the hostage attacks someone else, the scores of the attacker and the corresponding player will be reset to zero. There will be monitoring magic on you and the hostage, so don't try to do anything tricky."

After seeing that no one asked any other questions, the two Ministry of Magic officials left, and all the contestants sat there in a serious atmosphere until the bell rang half an hour later.

After hearing the bell, the contestants filed through the door of the tent, and then walked along the path and lawn beside the forbidden forest towards the Black Lake. Ryan saw that the seats for the Fire Dragon Fighting Competition last November were now lined up on the other side of the lake. They were already full and their reflections were reflected in the lake below.

It was the coldest morning in winter, and the trees were covered with frost flowers, as if they were seeping frost. The sky is blue, like a bright mirror. The sunlight passes through, bright and cold, and shines on the cold lake, without any warming effect.

The judges sat at another table covered with a golden tablecloth by the water. The contestants walked directly in that direction.

Dumbledore smiled and winked at Ryan and Harry, while Crouch sat indifferently behind the long table without even looking at them.

Madame Maxime smiled softly, and it seemed that nothing could ruin her good mood, while Karkaroff just stayed around his beloved student Krum and asked him about his well-being.

Ludo Bagman's voice suddenly resounded across the lake: "This competition is a large-scale land and water event. The warriors are already in position. When I blow the whistle, the second event will begin. They will have to rescue their hostages in the competition. I'll count to three. One... two... three!"

A sharp whistle echoed in the cold, still air. The stands erupted in cheers and applause, and the game officially began.

(End of this chapter)