Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

"According to the plot, each Horcrux corresponds to at least one A-level hidden plot."

"If we calculate it this way, we can even get two of those rare S-level side quests."

"And those Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban, as Voldemort's right-hand men, their value is no less than that of others."

"I really don't understand why the Ministry of Magic didn't kill them, but instead..."

Actually, in the very beginning, Zheng Zha, Chen Zilong, Zhu Wen, and even Lingdian and Zhao Yingkong...

Everyone knows what this world contains.

The characters and props revealed in the later plot are all incredibly detailed and inexpensive.

So they had the same question.

Especially seeing Chu Xuan, who was so busy after entering Hogwarts.

They were even more puzzled.

After speaking with Chu Xuan, Xiao Honglu and Zhan Lan gave a reason.

That is, people care more about what they will lose than what they will gain.

After the gains from Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

The four teams cannot act rashly.

The fundamental reason is the difficulty of making horror movies.

Because once their identities are discovered, the four teams will inevitably have to drastically alter the main storyline in order to survive.

Ultimately, there's only one possibility: the main god will temporarily increase the difficulty of the storyline.

Each team, having experienced the world of horror films, doesn't have many choices to make.

Most of them are driven forward by the main god.

This time, in Zhan Lan's words, it was a rare opportunity to choose another path.

Why add uncontrollable difficulties to your life?

Moreover, Zhan Lan thought of something else, the most important thing.

She believes it's highly likely.

They will also experience Harry Potter horror movies, but not in the transitional plots of the previous films.

It wasn't the death of Dumbledore in the sixth book, but the Wizarding War in the seventh book, which is the battle Neville led that Moon just mentioned.

However, neither Zheng Zha and his friends nor Loli and her friends expected this.

There is one person who will start a war prematurely for a reason that is so strange and unbelievable.

And when they finally find out, all they can do is lament the uncontrollable future...
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noon.

The college lawn.

Wood and Harry stopped, carrying a leather suitcase.

As the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team untied the leather straps binding his suitcase, he said:
"Harry, do you know them?"

Harry Potter glanced at some exchange students sitting in the corner of the castle wall, basking in the sun, and shook his head.

"I don't know him, but I know he came with us freshmen this year; he said he was an exchange student."

After saying that, Harry asked in return:
"Captain Wood, have you had exchange students before?"

Wood shook his head: "No, this is the first time I've heard of it either. I didn't even know about it until the freshman orientation two days ago."

"I've never heard of exchange students, but I do know about the Goblet of Fire, though that was over a hundred years ago."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar word, Harry instinctively asked:

"The Goblet of Fire? Senior Wood, what is the Goblet of Fire?"

Wood answered without looking up:
"Actually, it was a joint competition held by Hogwarts a hundred years ago, except that this competition invited people from other magic schools."

"That's right. It's probably the college that these exchange students represent."

Wood paused, startled, because the captain suddenly realized something, clapped his hands, and exclaimed with delight:

"Yeah, maybe the dean and the others want to hold the Flame Cup again, which is why these exchange students came."

"Alright, lunch break is too short, I'll explain the rules to you first, and then I'll tell you the story of the Goblet of Fire."

As he spoke, Wood removed the last leather strap from the suitcase.

"Quidditch is actually very simple, it's just two players battling it out."

Each team has seven players: three chasers, two batters, one goalie, and one seeker—that's seven players in your position.

After Wood finished speaking, he opened the last two clasps on the suitcase.

Four balls of three different sizes are visible.

He picked up the largest brown ball in the middle.

"There are three types of balls in the game, this one is called the Quaffle."

"The Chaser, wielding the Quaffle. Throwing it into any of the opponent's hoops scores a point, and I, as the goalkeeper, am responsible for protecting those hoops, understand?"

Harry took the Quaffle, looked at it, and nodded, saying, "I understand. So what's this?"

Harry pointed to the smaller ball next to the Quake and asked.

Wood handed Harry a short baseball bat from behind him: "Here, take this."

"Are you ready?"

Harry didn't know what Wood meant, but he still nodded with his hands clenched.

Then you see Wood untie the taut straps that had been dangling from both sides of the Quaffle.

Of course, it was just one ball that was untied.

The ball, which was originally confined to a small space, shot into the sky instantly after gaining freedom.

Even Harry, who was moving so fast, only caught a fleeting glimpse of it.

However, he flew up as fast as he fell down, and even continued to accelerate.

Wood looked up and warned, "Watch out for Harry, he's back now."

Harry nodded, gripped the bat tightly with both hands, and swung it with his eyes closed, relying on his instincts.

With a bang.

The ball flew out again.

Seeing this, Wood smiled and nodded: "Looks like you'd be good as a hitter."

As they were talking, the ball that had been launched didn't land; instead, it circled around in a big arc and flew back.

"Watch out. They're coming back!"

After Wood finished speaking, he jumped up and lunged forward. The ball carried Wood two or three meters before Wood pressed it down again.

Seeing that Wood couldn't be restrained, Harry quickly stepped forward to help.

The two struggled for a minute before finally locking the ball back in place.

Harry sat on the grass, panting, "What is this?"

Wood laughed:

"This is the Wandering Ball, a naughty little guy."

“There are two of these balls in every Quidditch game. Their main purpose is to disrupt the game, interfere with it, and increase the difficulty.”

"This has little to do with you; you just need to know it."

"You're the seeker, that's what you're really looking for, and it's the most important thing in the game."

Wood crouched down and took out the third type of ball from the box.

Harry Potter saw the other person take something that looked like chocolate from a groove.

It is a golden sphere, very small, extremely small.

Wood looked at the golden ball in his palm:

"Harry, this is the only thing you need to pay attention to."

"Its name is very special; in the competition, it's called the Golden Snitch."

Harry took it and looked at the little golden ball in his hand: "I like it."

Wood smiled and shook his head:

"No, no, no, that's because you haven't seen what it looks like on the field. Otherwise, you would be so angry that you would stomp your feet, or even have a toothache."

"Believe me, every Seeker does this."

Harry looked up: "And what about my father?"

"He can too?" Wood paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, every Seeker can, including Mr. James."

"Because it can fly, very fast, so fast that it leaves no shadow."

"So what should I do during the match?"

Wood said seriously, "Find it, catch the Golden Snitch before the opponent's Seeker."

"If we catch it, the game will be over, and we will win."

Perhaps it sensed something.

Harry then saw a pair of translucent wings pop out from the golden orb in his hand.

It made a buzzing sound and then disappeared.

Harry couldn't even see how it disappeared.

The next moment, the small golden ball appeared around as if it were flashing.

Just like Wood said, it's too fast, so fast that it's impossible to catch up.

Even vision and neural responses are exactly the same.

And not far away.

Watching Harry meet the Golden Snitch for the first time, Cheng Xiao, who was bored, couldn't help but whistle.

He desperately didn't want to admit that he was a poor student, but magic seemed to be his natural enemy.

After studying it for a while, Cheng Xiao gave up.

They became key figures in maintaining the main storyline and protecting Harry.
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When life becomes a daily routine, some problems that shouldn't be problems arise within the Zhongzhou team.

Exchange student dormitory.

A voice filled with resentment rang out.

"I'm already starting to miss soup dumplings."

"And it's filled with fresh shrimp, so you can even drink some of the broth with a straw after taking a bite."

"Then eat it in one bite."

As Chen Zilong spoke, he involuntarily swallowed.

Cheng Xiao, looking dejected, chimed in:

"Actually, roast duck is also fine. Roast duck has golden and crispy skin with a slightly charred brown color, and the duck meat is firm and has a rich texture."

"Duck fat nourishes both the inside and outside of the body."

"Wrap cucumber and scallion segments in a tortilla."

"One bite, and the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth..."

Chen Zilong said from the side: "How about the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish? It's sweet and sour with a sauce. The meat is tender, with few bones, and the broth is thick and has a perfect balance of sweet and sour."

Zhu Wen walked in from outside the door carrying a plate:
"Young masters, let's face reality. Today's meals are roasted corn, boiled corn, corn juice, and corn porridge."

Looking at all sorts of yellow foods.

And it's the same kind.

Let's not even talk about these three.

Even Lingdian and Zheng Zha in the room couldn't help but sigh.

Li Xiao followed behind Zhao Yingkong.

"Sigh? What's wrong?"

"Or do you prefer roasted chicken legs and wings?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zha quickly waved his hand.

I ate a bit too much the past few days.

Seeing this, Zhan Lan, who was in the corner, opened her eyes and smiled bitterly:
"Who would have thought that there isn't a single cook in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or even a dining hall?"

"They all directly purchase raw materials and then use magic to transform them?"

Zheng Zha looked up and said, "I thought the freshman orientation ceremony would be a feast, but who knew they eat like this every day..."

"Moreover, the roasted chicken legs always taste the same, are at the same temperature, and are even the same size."

Zhan Lan said with a smile, "It tastes just right. That means their magic is fine."

"Just like industrial products on an assembly line, all those magically processed foods are the same."

Chen Zilong and Cheng Xiao, with tears in their eyes, picked up the corncobs and started eating.

"Captain, is there really no more feast in the Demon Refining Pot?"

Cheng Xiao looked up with hope in his eyes and asked.

Zheng Zha shook his head.

The thought of having to eat this kind of food for more than a month left everyone feeling helpless.

It's comparable to a form of mental torture.

Cheng Xiao looked at Chen Zilong, who was equally grief-stricken and indignant, and said irritably:

“Saito Hajime told me everything. You can go without eating, drinking, or sleeping and you'll be fine, so what are you sad about?”
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hall.

"Lollipops, cakes, carrot cakes, chocolate mountains, red apples, and well, those jack-o'-lanterns in the air."

"Can anyone tell me why the school is serving this today?"

Despite his complaints, Chen Zilong picked up the cake and started eating.

Li Xiao: "Didn't you just say that? Pumpkin lanterns are out, it's Halloween."

"As for serving this table full of desserts and cakes as the main course, I guess it must be a special feature of some festival, um...maybe."

Zheng Zha took a bite of the lollipop in his hand, crunching softly as he muttered:

"What I'm more interested in is the good show that's about to begin. According to the plot of horror movies, Professor Rocky should have already released the troll."

"Use it to attract the attention of the Hogwarts teachers and students, and then steal the Philosopher's Stone hidden on the third floor."

"So, Chu Xuan, you're really just going to do nothing? Just watch?"

All eyes of the Zhongzhou team turned to the figure selecting apples.

Chu Xuan took out a large, bright red object from among them.

"Now, it's not just the Supreme God who's watching us, but also Dumbledore and Voldemort."

"Therefore, the best option is to do nothing."

Li Xiao felt something was off about Chu Xuan's low-key demeanor.

It was at this moment that Zhan Lan added:

"Haven't you noticed, everyone? Apart from the first week, the other three teams are much more peaceful than us now."

Li Xiao and Zheng Zha looked around at each other; in fact, they had already noticed.

These past few days, it seems that besides the opposing team's captain, there are one or two other people who have been "attending classes".

Everyone else huddled in their dorm rooms and didn't move.

They rarely go out, and sometimes you can't see anyone all day.

Saito lowered his head at the dining table:

"So, someone is spying on us?"

Zhan Lan laughed and said, "Don't be so guilty, isn't this all inevitable?"

"The identity given by the Supreme God means that once you enter Hogwarts, you are destined to come under the scrutiny of both righteous and wicked people."

"However, it also proves one thing: the other three teams should all have wise people or people who are good at analysis."

"This is also good news."

Li Xiao and his companions glanced at the professors on the stage in the auditorium and were all a little surprised.

This is truly a series of interconnected events, like Russian nesting dolls.

They were eating various cakes on the table.

Harry Potter looked at the empty seat opposite him and asked curiously, "Where did Hermione go?"

Harry looked at Ron, who was eating bread, and Ron shook his head with his cheeks full.

Neville, who overheard this, turned to the side:

"I heard from Pawa that she's been staying in the first-year girls' restroom and hasn't come out; she's been crying all afternoon." (End of Chapter)