A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 621 The first thirty seconds... Team members leave the field!

Following the seating arrangement, William quickly found Anne and sat down in the empty seat next to her.

The girl, her legs swaying back and forth, winked at William.

Then, like a bubble tea, she leaned closer, sniffing his clothes and teasingly said, "It all smells like someone!"

"Mind your own business!" William tapped Anne's forehead and pushed her face away with obvious disgust.

Trinity, Gabrielle, and Luna were there too, sitting together studying the flyers.

Not far away, Hagrid sat alone in three seats, holding a bunch of snacks in his hands.

Harry stood beside him, looking utterly helpless, like a wronged little wife.

It turned out that Hagrid had squeezed him into a corner, leaving him with almost no place to sit.

However, Hagrid didn't notice Harry; he was staring longingly at Mrs. Maxim.

As the referee, Mrs. Maxim naturally sat on the referee's bench.

There was a row of raised, golden chairs, where the three headmasters and Crouch sat. The far left chair was empty, reserved for Ludo.

From a distance, the group looked like dream mentors from a large-scale music talent show.

Hagrid kept staring at Maxim, unconsciously clenching his fist and crushing the bag of roasted walnuts.

"Thank you, Hagrid," Annie said with a smile as she accepted the gift.

Once the walnuts are crushed, she doesn't need to peel them herself.

Besides roasted walnuts, Hagrid also brought a lot of roasted sunflower seeds and roasted almonds. He also brought a large amount of dried pumpkin and dried watermelon.

It's clear that most of it was prepared for Mrs. Maxim.

But she sat in the referee's box, which naturally benefited William and his team.

William, cracking sunflower seeds, asked, "The competition rules are out?"

"They're out!" Treni exclaimed excitedly, looking up. "Each warrior has to protect a golden egg and withstand the fire dragon's attacks for thirty minutes... That's so exciting! I want to participate too!"

"A golden egg?"

"That's right. There's a special substance on the golden egg that the fire dragon will treat as its own dragon egg and attack the warrior who possesses it indiscriminately," Treni explained.

"Interesting." William squinted and asked again, "What if the golden egg is stolen by the dragon, or lost?"

"We just need to grab the golden egg again thirty minutes ago," Annie said, looking up. "But the rules state that the more golden eggs a warrior holds, the higher their score."

"Is that so?" William smiled slightly. "It encourages warriors to cooperate and fight against the fire dragon together, while also encouraging them to fight against each other."

interesting!"

The purpose of the first project is obvious.

The Ministry of Magic does not believe that a single warrior, possessing the golden egg, could withstand a fire dragon's attack for half an hour.

Therefore, everyone is encouraged to cooperate with each other.

However, this cooperation cannot continue indefinitely, and in the end, it may not be able to widen the gap. Therefore, the Warriors must compete with each other.

Therefore, the number of golden eggs is the best measure.

When fighting the fire dragon, you must collect golden eggs. However, the more golden eggs you have, the stronger the fire dragon's attacks will be.

If you steal all the golden eggs, you'll definitely attract all of the fire dragon's attention.

This is a game of gains and losses.

Ten minutes later, Ludo Bagman finally appeared on the field and sat in the gold chair.

He's providing commentary for the match again today.

However, anyone who has watched the World Cup knows that Ludo's commentary skills are terrible.

Although he was a professional athlete and has a good grasp of the details of the game, his commentary lacks passion and he doesn't know how to make witty remarks.

If the commentary isn't entertaining enough... then what's the difference between that and muting it?

Moreover, this isn't just a Quidditch match, it's the X-Force tournament.

His Quidditch skills were useless, which made him seem even less professional.

Suddenly, a shout rang out from a corner.

"Lee Jordan!"

"Lee Jordan!"

"Lee Jordan!"

Fred stood in the crowd, wand in hand, like a musician, directing the students to cheer and shout Lee's name.

The shouts spread like wildfire, quickly infecting students in other colleges.

Students from the other three houses, except for Slytherin, joined in the commotion.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang didn't have many students to begin with, and most of them went on to become warriors.

At this moment, they all sat in their chairs, looking completely bewildered, watching the Hogwarts students start a commotion.

That's home-field advantage!

"Who is Lee Jordan?"

On the referee's stand, Maxim turned his head and asked curiously.

"A student at Hogwarts, he's also the school's Quidditch commentator; I've heard him commentate," Dumbledore said with a smile.

"He's really good; he's passionate and fair."

Ludo glanced at Dumbledore, unsure how to respond to him.

It's like he didn't watch the finals last semester.

"Does the explanation need to be changed?" He shrugged. "I don't care."

Ludo never wanted to be a commentator in the first place. He'd been talking about the World Cup all summer, and even if he was interested, he'd lost his passion.

If someone wanted to, he would love to take a break and be the referee on the stage.

"Barty, and you?" Dumbledore asked Crouch.

Crouch lowered his head and said, "There's no requirement in the regulations that the commentator must be a wizard from the Ministry of Magic, as long as the Department of Physical Education designates them."

"But I think the students at Hogwarts will be biased!" Karkaroff objected.

This will affect the players' mentality.

"I think the number of Warriors will have a bigger impact than the commentary, don't you think?" Mrs. Maxim said.

She seems to have a grudge against Karkarov, always contradicting him.

"Hmph, do whatever you want," Karkaroff said with a gloomy face.

Dumbledore nodded and waved to Professor McGonagall.

After receiving the news, Professor McGonagall pushed through the crowd to find Lee.

Walking down the street, Professor McGonagall said with utmost seriousness, "Li, this is a competition between three schools, and you must not show any personal bias."

No implanting penises, and absolutely no swearing, understand?!

"I understand, Professor, I'm a professional at explaining!" Li confidently assured him. "Just watch."

Professor McGonagall gave him a suspicious look.

Li stepped onto the commentary platform, and soon his wild voice echoed throughout the entire venue.

"The autumn breeze is refreshing, and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom."

On this truly joyous day for our little wizard, I am happy because you are happy, and I hereby formally announce to everyone…”

Li shouted hoarsely, "The X-Strong Championship officially begins!"

Bang bang bang!

A burst of fireworks shot out and exploded around the venue.

"Alright, thank you to Akali's Mystery Shop for their voluntary sponsorship, and to Kiki's Delivery Service for their generous support..."

Li quickly memorized a long list, ignoring Professor McGonagall's coughing.

Li is still dedicated to his work. After all, he got paid for the product placement, so he had to finish explaining.

"Alright, before the competition, everyone is looking forward to... who will ultimately win the championship."

Li had made preparations, demonstrating his professionalism, and said:

"Let's look at a set of data comparisons first."

As far as I know, Hogwarts has won 63 games in the past, with Beauxbatons close behind... 62.

But Durmstrang still...zero times!

Karkarov's face immediately darkened, his expression suggesting he wanted to run Li over with a dump truck.

But Li still shouted, "That's right, an astonishing zero times. Although optimism is the best policy, I believe they will definitely achieve a breakthrough this time."

Otherwise, you could just swim back.

Li's usual witty remarks made the students laugh.

"Oh, look! The fire dragon is entering the arena!"

With the help of the dragon trainer, the three fire dragons were moved to the center of the arena.

"Merlin, it's a Romanian longhornosaur, a three-headed female."

Romanian horned dinosaurs are easily recognizable by their dark green scales and two shimmering golden horns.

They are not large, only seven meters long, but they are extremely fierce.

A whistle suddenly sounded, and three more exits were opened.

Two wizards slowly emerged from each exit, each holding a golden egg.

Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang... three schools, two warriors from each school.

These six warriors are about to face three Romanian horned dragons!!

William's two arms were gripped tightly in an instant.

Anne and Gabrielle both became nervous.

"Hermione!"

"elder sister!"

According to the lotteries, Hermione and Fleur are both facing a horned dragon, whether it's bad luck or good luck.

However, the two were far apart and in different locations.

In the middle, two fire dragons blocked the way.

Hermione was even less lucky; her teammate was... Captain Chimpanzee.

"The fire dragons have caught a whiff of the golden egg; they've set their sights on the warrior!" Li roared.

In an instant, the three fire dragons in the center of the arena all looked at the golden eggs.

Hermione gazed at the towering horned dragon.

It crouched low, its fierce yellow eyes fixed on her.

It violently twisted its spiky tail, leaving a series of craters several meters long on the hard ground.

Hermione suddenly frowned and looked to her side.

Marcus Flint of Slytherin turned deathly pale upon seeing the dragon.

His entire body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

"Are you kidding me?" he muttered. "Who could resist this?!"

Right before everyone's eyes, Marcus suddenly dropped the golden egg, his teeth chattering, and said, "I forfeit! I surrender! I give up on this round!"

"What?! Thirty seconds into the game... Slytherin's champion has been eliminated?!" Lee exclaimed in surprise.

An uproar erupted in the arena, a deafening clamor filling the stands. Snape's expression was also grim.

Especially since Li Jordan was seriously discussing whether Marcus was having trouble adapting to the local environment!

So embarrassing.

Snape felt that he would never be able to hold his head up in the department again.

But no matter how eloquently you talk about it, you only truly feel your powerlessness when you face the fire dragon!

If they hadn't been mentally prepared, Durmstrang's Warriors would have wanted to withdraw from the game.

Two dragon trainers apparated beside Marcus and immediately took him away.

Hermione was incredibly unlucky, losing her teammates within the first thirty seconds.

Everyone else was fighting a dragon in pairs, but she had to deal with it all by herself.

But Hermione remained calm, gently bent down, and picked up the golden egg.

The two golden eggs held an unparalleled attraction for the Longhornosaurus.

It stepped on a stone, and the stone instantly turned to dust.

Hermione waved her wand and shouted, "Safety watch, fly here!"

A golden watch flew out of William's arms. She caught the safety watch and tossed two golden eggs inside.

The longhorned dragon roared and plowed a furrow several meters long into the ground with its tail.

It began to move its paws very, very slowly.

The first step was less than half a meter. The second step was slightly longer, but the speed was still incredibly slow.

The third step involves a two-meter spacing. And so on.

The longhorned dragon reached its maximum speed, like a Tiger tank, and crashed straight into Hermione.

A thunderclap erupted on the field.

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