Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

He turned to look at Harry: "Harry, did you see that? Do you want to challenge? Let's go one at a time - Merlin's hairpin, this track looks exciting!"

"...No, I don't have to."

But Harry decisively refused at this moment.

He could tell almost immediately that the difficulty of this track was such that it was impossible to pass it!

It was obvious that Ryan heard what Wood said just now and designed this to take revenge on him.

Harry could even hear Ryan's sinister laughter in his ears.

"Good man, Oliver Wood, accept the wrath of Lord Elias!"

"Oh, that's a shame—I was saying we could each have one!"

But it was obvious that Wood didn't care at all.

"stand up!"

After making sure that Harry had no intention of continuing to fly, he excitedly picked up the broom on the ground, stepped on it, and flew away in an instant!

"Wu..."

Harry pursed his lips, intending to persuade Wood.

But looking at Wood's excited expression, he thought about the consequences of persuading Wood to offend Ryan.

Harry finally made the wise choice not to speak - since Senior Wood was enjoying himself, why should he disturb him from enjoying himself?

"Harry!"

And it was at this moment that Harry heard a voice coming from behind him.

He turned around and saw Neville and Ron walking towards them together.

And from the excitement that could not be concealed on their faces, and the badges on their chests that had also become more solid.

Harry naturally understood...

"Have you all completed your mission!?"

he asked.

"Of course!"

Ron said proudly, "That game of chess wasn't difficult for me—but I'm going to ask Ryan to make me some chess pieces. I'm willing to pay him. That kind of chess is quite interesting."

Neville just nodded and brought another piece of news.

"We heard there's another mission, a three-person one, and it seems we're working together to capture a poisonous warthog... I think we're totally up to it."

"It's said that the mission costs a full 45 magic points, so each of us three can get 15 points!"

He has obviously become much more confident than before.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Harry naturally wouldn't refuse.

So the three of them left immediately and headed in the direction Neville said.

But it is at this moment...

"help me!"

"help me!"

"Someone help me!"

They heard a sharp, shrill cry.

Chapter 170 Don’t regret the choice you have made!

Accompanied by screams.

Harry, Ron and Neville were all stunned.

Then, the three of them went towards the place where the sound came from without hesitation.

And soon, they saw a logo appear on the map above their heads.

It was a blood-red sign flashing with the [Danger] affix.

After staying in the maze for so long, they also understood that this affix meant that the test here had extraordinary value, at least worth 50 magic points.

But at the same time, this also means that this test is extremely dangerous - there is a risk of injury or even death.

Of course.

So far, they have also learned from other young wizards.

Once the injuries in the maze exceed the tolerance threshold, it means that you will not be able to continue the test, or you will be on the verge of death in the maze - such as being hit by the claws and teeth of some dangerous magical animals, or being hit by a fatal toxin.

The young wizards will be immediately teleported out of the maze and will be disqualified from taking the test.

Therefore, most young wizards who are smart enough would not actually consider taking this kind of [dangerous] level test - it would not be worth it.

At this moment, when Harry and the other two arrived at the place where the shouting came from.

They saw a disturbing scene.

Here, the dark earth and various trees of the forbidden forest were surrounded by a strange black vine.

They kept twisting, like snakes choosing their prey.

Even surrounded by them, Harry and the others could clearly hear the sounds of "clicking" and "clicking".

They gathered into a mass, like the constantly flowing blood of a monster.

But more importantly.

At this moment, there was actually a person at the core of the "monster".

"Draco Malfoy?"

See that pale complexion and that iconic platinum blonde hair.

Harry naturally saw the other party's identity at a glance.

That's right.

The little wizard who was being wrapped in countless vines and being "eaten" at this moment was obviously Draco Malfoy.

This surprised Harry and the others.

"I didn't even know he took the quiz!"

Ron even let out a low cry at this moment.

That's right, they didn't even know that Draco had also participated in the assessment of the Pavatu Club.

But obviously, what they should care about now is not why Draco took the test.

What really matters is...

"Potter...help...help me..."

At this moment, Draco, who had been gradually pulled deeper into the vines, seemed to still be conscious.

He seemed to see Harry and uttered a broken cry for help.

This made Harry's expression suddenly change.

"Neville, what is this vine?"

he asked in a low voice.

"It's the Death Vine."

Neville, who was good at herbology, immediately gave an answer.

His expression was serious.

"A very vicious magical plant with a bad temper."

"It has sharp thorns that are poisonous. They will make those who are entangled increasingly weak and unable to cast spells... It is very dangerous. Even powerful wizards dare not step into the midst of a large amount of deadly vines."

Neville explained its danger in a few words.

This made Harry's frown deepen.

Ron's face turned pale when he heard this: "So, you're not really planning to save him?"

He commented sharply, "Harry, that's Draco Malfoy – the bad bastard... I mean, Neville, the same to you."

"Remember? He teased you, more than once—you and Seamus, you were both teased by him because of your parents..."

Well, that's right.

Mr. Ron Weasley always had a vivid memory of hatred.

"I remember... of course I remember - he said my parents had brought this upon themselves, he mocked my wand as a defective piece, just like mine..."

And speaking of this, Neville gritted his teeth.

He clearly remembered Draco Malfoy's past taunts and jeers – more than just the ones Ryan had participated in.

"Right?"

So Ron continued.

"And as you all know, this is the labyrinth—the testing ground for Pavatu's club. It's under Ryan's control... I mean..."

"You all know Ryan, don't you? He will definitely ensure the safety of those taking the test. Even if Malfoy is 'eaten' by this thing, nothing will really happen to him."

He said so, and Harry and Neville were obviously convinced by him.

Indeed, they couldn't trust anyone else, but they could trust Ryan.

Ryan was responsible for the assessment and arrangement of the tests at the Pavatu Club.

Before the test, Ryan also clearly mentioned that he would ensure the safety of all the little wizards.

Therefore, Harry and Neville also felt that leaving it alone was actually the right choice.

But at this moment...