Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 700: The Treasure on the Stone Platform

The scene returns to Ryan.

There was a corner in the stands with several empty seats around it.

The howling wind had no effect on this place.

Luna exposed her smooth little feet to the air, and with the wisp of hot steam coming out, they looked particularly tempting.

If you ignore the shape, it looks like a freshly baked meat bun.

When Ryan was still Zhou Yi, he was a day student in high school and walked to and from school every day.

At that time, besides noodles with soybean paste, his favorite thing was to buy a bag of hot meat buns.

Hold it in the palm of your hand.

So, he now held Luna's little feet tightly against his stomach.

That's understandable.

This is reminiscing about my hometown.

An irreproachable act!

And it’s Luna’s fault for not liking to wear shoes.

This is a lesson.

"Why are you blushing?" Ryan touched his nose with an innocent look.

"I'm cold." Luna twitched her little feet slightly.

However, Ryan didn't seem to get the hint.

"Are you cold?" Ryan hugged Luna Lianren and her feet into his arms and said softly, "Are you still cold?"

As the two interacted, the three fire dragons had already carried the remaining three warriors one by one and landed on the arena that looked like a field covered with white clouds.

Luna puffed up her cheeks, "I mean the wind was cold just now. They are all here now.

Can you let go now?"

At the end, Luna's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"You know what? Hermione just asked me to learn a very powerful magic."

As soon as she heard Hermione's name, Luna immediately became a different person.

It's like a little white rabbit turning into an aggressive little white cat.

Although the almost prophetic intuition that awakened after her magic transformation told her that Ryan had some bad intentions.

But she also felt that Ryan was not lying.

So, she shrank into Ryan's arms and rubbed Ryan's chin with her head, "What kind of magic is this?

I can. I don't just want what Hermione has, I want it too.

No, I want to be even better.

Just like my Per is more powerful than Crookshanks."

"Oh, in that case, you have to dehydrate more. No, I mean work harder."

"That" intuitive feeling is getting more and more wrong.
But facing Hermione, who was incompatible with herself and was like the opposite of herself in the mirror,
She still stiffened her neck and said, "I want it now."

Ryan's mouth curled up even more, "Not watching the game?"

Luna buried herself in Ryan's arms and said in a muffled voice: "I won't watch it. Furong will definitely win. I don't like her."

Then, the figures of the two faded into the air.
On the field, Hermione, who was sitting on Ryan's lap, looked suspiciously not far away.

When did an extra space appear there?

But Furong's extremely aggressive beautiful face and the confidence that emanated from her bones still attracted her attention.

Sitting on a flying broomstick, with a messy hair,

Flying to the other four members of the jury in mid-air,

Arthur Weasley arrived on his own white cloud.

He waved his hand and used an amplification spell on his throat, "Hello everyone! Sorry for the wait!

Just now, I said that this is the starting point of the competition.

But now I also want to announce that this is also the end of the race.

We took away the most precious things to each of the four warriors.

They were hidden in this stadium."

Having said this, Furong immediately frowned. Her eyes, as watery as a blue lake, began to scan all over the arena.

"Ryan, he must be fine." Harry turned his head and whispered as if possessed.

“What made you think it was Ryan?
Do you think he will be discovered by these mediocre people?

I'm looking for my sister Gabrielle." Fleur raised an eyebrow.

But considering that Harry was Ryan's younger brother, she still said a few words.

But it also attracted the attention of others.

Krum and Elvas on the side simultaneously gave up their search for their 'treasure'.

Moved inconspicuously towards Fleur and Harry.
The Leaky Cauldron.

The large group of drinkers were almost crowding around the TV.

I also noticed the actions of several warriors.

"Harry Potter is hitting on that French beauty!"

"Digo, I remember Harry is engaged, right?"

"I know. That's Arthur Weasley's youngest daughter in the Order of the Phoenix, where Diggle belongs."

"He is also Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

He is in charge of the Muggle Artifacts Prohibition Office where I went to register my modified game console the day before yesterday."

"Ahaha! I am so ignorant!

He used to work in that department!
I also assigned my nephew Slack to that department!
So, you better be careful! The person you are talking to now is the uncle of the future Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement!"

However, the topic of Arthur Weasley soon came to an end.

Because the camera on TV has begun to shift.

Came to Dumbledore.

At this moment, all the drinkers in the bar subconsciously shrank their necks.

When they were students at their age, Dumbledore was their Defense Against the Dark Arts or Transfiguration professor.

They all had lingering fears.

On TV, Dumbledore stood up and said, "I just noticed it.

Some warriors were already looking for their treasures and were even whispering to each other about it.

I think everyone in the stands must be curious about what that 'treasure' is."

On TV, the faint voices of students in the stands began to disappear and it became extremely quiet.

The same is true in bars.

Dumbledore drew his wand and pointed it toward the sky.

A stone platform made entirely of white marble appeared above their heads.

The picture on TV suddenly became a little dim.

The stone platform blocked the sunlight and slowly rotated itself in a self-centered manner while maintaining a stable horizontal level.

Then, it stopped.

White rectangular stones fell from the stone platform one by one, and finally formed stone steps half-suspended in the air.

The camera began to shift again.

What appeared on the TV and stadium screens was the full view of the stone platform.

On the stone platform, four stone pillars with carvings of the stages of a beautiful woman's transformation into a strange creature with a bird's head and a human body stood in the center.

Four girls were chained to four stone pillars.

Their sequence seems to be arranged from largest to smallest.

The one on the far left is a tall black-haired witch wearing a Hogwarts uniform with the Slytherin logo on her body.

The next one was a witch who was a little shorter, with a bit of childishness still on her face, probably in the fourth grade, wearing a bright green robe.

Next was Ginny, with her fiery red hair that made it clear she was from the Weasley family.

The last one was an eight-year-old girl.

Her silvery golden hair made everyone realize that she should be the sister of the warrior Fleur Delacour.

All four of them looked like they were sleeping soundly, their heads drooping limply on their shoulders.

(End of this chapter)