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Chapter 581 It’s time to get down to business

"You have dark circles under your eyes again, Hermione."

Ron reminded him quietly but didn't dare to say more. These days, the Gryffindor warrior had split hair, dark circles under his eyes, and was distracted from time to time. He looked like he was drained of energy.

"I know, I'll pay attention."

Hermione said irritably, but she kept mumbling to herself - she felt more stressed than she had at any time in previous years.

There used to be only one exam per year, but now there are three!
She couldn't remember how many times she woke up from nightmares, and in the nightmares, all the judges gave her zero points with disappointed looks on their faces.

'You have the upper hand, Granger. You are well prepared.'

She tried to persuade herself like this, but it was of no use - she was used to being nervous during exams, and she just couldn't relax at this moment.

Fortunately, this kind of torture does not last long, because time always seems to be insufficient when it is needed urgently.

She was like a squirrel, constantly accumulating knowledge in the library that might be needed for the next questions and answers, but time passed in the blink of an eye.

February 2th arrived quickly, and the warriors from every school waited for this day fairly.

"Hermione, Hermione."

When she woke up in a daze, she found that it was her roommate who was calling her - the warriors needed to assemble.

After becoming a champion representing Gryffindor, her roommates became much closer to her than before. Although they still couldn't be good friends like before, they were much friendlier.

"Are we going to compete?"

"Yeah, come on Hermione, show your skills!"

It was rare for her roommate to cheer her up.

"Yes, I will."

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"How cruel."

Andrew looked at the competition venue and felt emotional.

Luckily he was watching the game upstairs, otherwise - he would have had to fight his way over.

'It doesn't seem like there's much pressure?'

He relaxed a bit, his eyes looked more relaxed.

Probably because of previous suggestions and issues with the live broadcast experience, the venue was carefully dressed up this time, and both the background decoration and the revenue advertisements were carefully produced.

Andrew hadn't been busy with office work during this period, but just by looking at the number of advertisements he knew that Professor McGonagall must be in a good mood - judging by the first game, the game should be profitable.

Therefore, it was quite normal that the competition venue was set up on the frozen Black Lake - judging from the unusual thickness of the ice, the lake should have been enchanted. After all, Hogwarts had actually thawed a little at this time.

"Four schools, sixteen warriors, sixteen answering platforms... Although I can't tell what kind of spell is used, it looks like the warriors will be thrown into the lake if they answer the questions incorrectly - maybe this is really the plan."

If you think about it carefully, it is normal. After all, it is a conflict game. Although it has been changed to answering questions and dueling, it definitely does not make the Warriors' shooting into the Lakers more conflicting.

"The Ministry of Magic has experts, so the viewing experience will be maximized."

Andrew nodded and waited for the warriors to arrive - there was originally a Mr. LeMay who he could chat with, but for some reason, Mr. LeMay was late today, and the seats around him were empty, and it was not convenient for him to go over and communicate with other principals.

As time passed, more and more spectators came to the venue, and the contestants came to the venue wearing thick clothes, but Mr. Lemay had not arrived yet.

Just when Andrew was about to lean over to ask what was going on with Karkaroff recently, Mr. Flamel walked over quickly and said, "I'm sorry, it took some time, but I still managed to get out."

"What's that?" Andrew was stunned and looked at the small box in Mr. Flamel's left hand.

Something for drawing questions?
But just to pick a topic, isn't it a bit too much to use an alchemical device?

Perhaps sensing his confusion, Mr. Flamel handed the item to Bagman with a smile, "Well, let's start announcing the competition, Ludo."

"Of course, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Mr. Bagman stood up and cleared his throat.

Under the effect of magic, his voice reached the ears of every student.

"Well, before the game begins, I will announce the content of the second game - Ice Duel."

"The warriors from the four schools will decide the order of their challenge. The one who completes the challenge will be crowned the champion. If no one has passed the challenge at the end of the competition time, the ranking will be determined by the number of people who passed and the time they took."

'Passed? Message changed?'

Andrew was stunned, but Bagman's voice did not stop.

"Each round, the warriors standing on the ice will draw a question from the question bank. Those who answer correctly will get a chance to roll a six-sided dice and move forward a corresponding number of steps. The rewards and penalties corresponding to each grid will be marked. When the warriors are bound to meet, a corresponding duel will take place, and the loser will return to the starting point."

'That's a lot of changes. Is that cheating? Why so many changes?'

Andrew was stunned - this was completely different from the information he had heard before.

"The duel can be fought by teammates who have passed it, or by using the rewards obtained in the middle."

Mr. Ludo announced, "But if the duel fails, the warrior who reaches the finish line will return to the starting point."

"Isn't this flying chess? What's the point?"

Andrew was stunned. He really couldn't imagine why the Ministry of Magic did this.

But he soon found out - because as Bagman waved his wand, complex ice grids appeared on the ice surface, and some special grids contained - advertisements.

That’s right, advertising.

'Every strange bean is an adventure, so roll the dice again!'

'Chocolate Frog, replenish your energy and get an opportunity to ask for help off the field.'

'Big dung egg, give your enemy a shot? Let him answer the question again!'

……

'How much did the Ministry of Magic collect?'

Andrew wanted to complain, but he didn't know what to say - so the Triwizard Tournament was all about profit, right?
But this is really good. Although it is worth complaining about, with this method of advertising, I am afraid that the competition will not be able to stop in the future.

And, it's really interesting.

"Now, the warriors from each school begin to familiarize themselves with the competition venue and select the first challenger!"

Bagman announced - what Andrew had previously thought was the answering point turned out to be the starting point for each school, and he didn't know how the Ministry of Magic designed it, but the four schools didn't overlap in the first half of the track.

Andrew began to quickly examine the reward in front of him.

Honestly, it's pretty outrageous - what's the point of asking the referee for help?
Also, what is that box used for?

Is the referee needed in this game just to maintain order?
He was completely confused, but the game was about to begin, so he could only calm down and watch.

(End of this chapter)