The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 315 Curse! (Subscribe)
"That was Apparition?"

"That's impossible! That's an advanced space spell that many adult wizards haven't mastered!"

"That's Victory!"

"And as I recall, you can't use the teleportation spell on the Hogwarts campus, right?"

"That's Victory!"

"Damn it, can you put it another way?"

"That's Victory!"

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After Mu Sheng and others left, a burst of envious exclamations and jealous discussions instantly erupted in the common room.

"Is this the most outstanding student in Hogwarts? He is truly extraordinary!"

Krum of Durmstrang School of Magic was also surprised by Mu Sheng's skillful magical abilities.

But even so, he still has confidence in himself.

He is a big star who participated in the Quidditch World Cup finals, compared to Mu Sheng who is still wandering around in school.

Krum firmly believed that he would be the one to finally seize the Goblet of Fire!
"Hermione, when I defeat Victeri, you will know who the real warrior is!"

Wednesday, September 9, the night before the Triwizard Tournament was announced.
In the dark corridor, the limping figure of Mad-Eye emerged from the darkness beyond the candlelight.

Suddenly, Mad-Eye seemed to hear something and stopped where he was.

"Meow~"

A faint cat's cry came from not far away, and Mad-Eyes listened carefully.

Soon Filch's voice calling Mrs. Norris in a low voice was heard again, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps.

As the cat's cry became clearer and clearer, Mad-Eyes calmly cast an Disillusionment Spell on himself.

As his body was erased bit by bit as if by an invisible eraser.

A round and mellow little head appeared in the dim candlelight, casting a circle of light on the ground.

"Meow~"

Mrs. Loris seemed to have noticed something and moved closer to the location of Mad-Eye.

As Mrs. Norris got closer, Mad-Eye's gaze became more and more dangerous.

The magic wand was already in his hand at some point, ready to cast a deadly spell at any time.

"Ding bell~"

Suddenly, a crisp bell sound was heard in the hair under Mrs. Norris's neck.

Mrs. Norris was startled when she heard the bell. She meowed and suddenly disappeared into the darkness outside the candlelight.

Listening to Filch's shouts getting farther and farther away, Mad-Eyes leaned on his crutches again and disappeared into the darkness of the corridor with a thump.

More than ten minutes after he left, Filch passed by here again, holding Mrs. Norris, who seemed frightened.

"Don't run around all the time. Have you forgotten about the basilisk? It's so dangerous."

Filch stroked Mrs. Norris's head again and again to soothe the stressed little girl.

With his attentive service, Mrs. Norris snored comfortably.

In the hair under its neck, a bell-shaped magic pattern was glowing faintly.

The common room where the Goblet of Fire is located.

Mad-Eye pulled out a piece of paper with Harry Potter's name on it, and then cast a Confusion Charm on the Goblet of Fire.

The blue flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly shot up high, and kept changing its shape under the ceiling, resisting the invasion of Mad-Eye's magic.

After a long time, the blue flames subsided again.

Mad-Eye wiped the sweat from his head, took out the tin bottle and took a sip, then threw the note in his hand into the Goblet of Fire.

Looking at the note being successfully devoured by the blue flames, Mad-Eyes finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of a wizard who can rival the master, Dumbledore's magical attainments are truly terrifying."

Mad-Eye thought that with his level of magic, he could easily deal with three or five Aurors, but it took him so much effort just to fight against the spell that Dumbledore casually set up.

The main difficulty, though, was that he had to confuse the spell's effects without destroying it.

But this also shows Dumbledore's terrifying magical attainments.

"Fortunately it succeeded. When Harry Potter gets the Goblet of Fire, it will be the time for the master to return to the world!"

Thinking of this, Mad-Eyes couldn't help but get excited, and couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth.

"But there is still one problem to be solved!"

Mad-Eye looked again at the flickering blue flame above the Goblet of Fire.

It took me so much effort to successfully confuse Dumbledore's spell, and that little wizard named Victeri.

If the rumors spread by those students were not exaggerated, the other party could easily break Dumbledore's spell.

"Without that little Victrix, Harry Potter would never have gotten the Goblet of Fire."

The scene of his magic eyeball being broken at the opening dinner made him dare not underestimate Mu Sheng.

Especially during this week, Mad-Eyes suffered several setbacks when he tried to test Mu Sheng in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

All of these made him dare not let Mu Sheng participate in the top three competition.

If this evil little wizard takes part in the competition, the master's plan of resurrection may be difficult to accomplish.

As for teleporting Mu Sheng directly and using his blood to revive Voldemort, Mad-Eye also had this idea at first.

However, after suffering a few losses, he decisively gave up.

Mad-Eye even had a pessimistic view that before his master was resurrected, they, the Death Eaters, might not be a match for Victri.

"Treasure it, Victory. When the master is resurrected, your death will not be far away."

As a die-hard fan of Voldemort, Mad-Eye firmly believes that his master is the greatest wizard in the world.

What Victory? The master can kill him with just a flick of his finger!

Mad-Eye's confidence returned, he raised his wand with full energy and stirred the Goblet of Fire again.

A few minutes later, sweat once again broke out from Mad-Eye's forehead and dripped onto the ground along the scar on his cheek.

"found it!"

As Mad-Eye worked hard to cast a spell, a piece of paper suddenly spewed out from the blue flames.

【Victor Held】

All that's left now is for Mad-Eye to destroy the note and his goal will be achieved.

"The flames are blazing!"

A ball of fire appeared out of nowhere and landed on the piece of paper with Mu Sheng's name on it.

"Who wants to harm me?"

In a Gryffindor student dormitory, Mu Sheng, who was sleeping soundly with two smooth bodies in his arms, suddenly sat up.

Pulling out a piece of parchment with a map of Hogwarts drawn on it, Mu Sheng soon saw a flashing red exclamation mark at the location marked for the common room.

This was the stolen goods he had seized from the twin brothers of the Weasley family, a magic map that he had transformed after "comprehension" and analysis.

"Common room? It seems that Barty the Youngster is tampering with the Goblet of Fire."

Mu Sheng instantly guessed what was going on. He thought it was because his strength was too strong and Little Batty was afraid that he would affect their plans.

He just wanted to destroy the paper he registered on to avoid disrupting Voldemort's resurrection plan.

Unfortunately, as Mu Sheng refined and 'understood' the magic system of the Harry Potter world, his body and soul gradually became inhuman.

The body gradually separated from the flesh and blood, and any skin or hair that Mu Sheng took out was the most advanced magical material. The soul was also nourished by the magical mysteries contained in thousands of spells and countless alchemical items, becoming like glass crystal.

At the sorting ceremony, Mu Sheng's declaration that he would become the God of Magic within seven years has gradually become a reality.

Within a one-kilometer radius, if someone has some extreme emotions towards him, Mu Sheng will be able to sense it.

And the note that Mad-Eye was about to destroy still had his magic power attached to it, so Mu Sheng could sense it even more clearly.

"You disturbed my sweet dream! You deserve to be punished!"

Mu Sheng thought about it, reached out and pulled out a curly hair from the pile of fat next to him.

With a rub of his fingers, a ten-centimeter-long silver needle appeared in his hand.

"Stab your heart and let you suffer the pain of being devoured by thousands of insects!"

In front of the Goblet of Fire, Mad-Eyes, who was burning a piece of paper with Mu Sheng's name on it, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

It was as if something was gnawing at his heart madly.

"what"

The severe pain made Mad-Eye unable to maintain his magic. The blue flame on the Goblet of Fire expanded and shrank, and swallowed the note with Mu Sheng's name on it.

"Pierce your lungs and let you suffer the pain of swords and bayonets!"

Mad-Eye, who was still screaming in pain a second ago, suddenly felt as if a razor blade was sucked into his lungs, and instinctively held his breath.

In a few seconds, his face turned red.

However, the severe pain in his heart continued, and Mad-Eye couldn't help but gasp for air.

The feeling of countless blades flowing in his lungs made Mad-Eyes deeply experience what it felt like to breathe in pain!

"Prick your liver and let you"

"Punch your kidney."

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After piercing Mad-Eye's internal organs, Mu Sheng threw away the curly hair in his hand.

After putting away the magic map, he fell asleep again.

Common room, in front of the Goblet of Fire.

The 'Mad-Eyes' who frightened all the students had now turned into a puddle of mud and lay on the ground.

There was blood splattered everywhere, and if his chest hadn't been rising and falling, anyone would have thought he was dead.

Half an hour later, Mad-Eyes discovered that the severe pain in his internal organs was slowly disappearing.

"Cough cough."

After coughing violently twice, Mad-Eyes found that there was nothing abnormal except weakness, and he almost couldn't help crying.

Evil! How evil!
He just wanted to burn a piece of paper, why did it cause such a huge backlash?

When he was lying on the ground just now, Mad-Eyes even saw his own breasts!

After trying hard to clean up the blood at the scene, Mad-Eyes dragged his weak body out of the common room.

If Harry can't get the Goblet of Fire, then he can't get it! It's not like there are no other ways.
He would not provoke Victory again until his master was resurrected.

After returning to his professor's dormitory, Mad-Eyes didn't even have the energy to take off his clothes. He just fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, the students of Hogwarts were surprised to find out.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who had been like a madman before suddenly became soft-spoken.

It's like a mad dog with rabies suddenly turns into a little white rabbit.

For a while, everyone felt very uncomfortable!
In the restaurant in the evening, while waiting for the announcement of the list of champions for the Triwizard Tournament, Hermione and others were discussing Mad-Eye's strange behavior.

"Why does Professor Moody seem like a different person?"

"Could it be that? All professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts will be cursed!"

"Professor Quirrell who was burned to death by Victri, Professor Lockhart who was captured by the Ministry of Magic, and Professor Lupin who was expelled from school"

"No Defense Against the Dark Arts professor lasts a full year at Hogwarts!"

"No way, the other three professors graduated at the end of the school year, and the school year has just started."

Just as several people were discussing heatedly, Dumbledore, Madame Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Accompanied by a group of professors, we came to the restaurant.

"Now is the moment that everyone is watching. Who will be the champion chosen by the Goblet of Fire?"

Dumbledore looked around at the students and spoke loudly. Then, under everyone's expectant gaze, he walked into the Goblet of Fire in the middle of the open space.

Touch the Goblet of Fire with both hands to inject magic.

The blue flame on the Goblet of Fire instantly boiled up.

puff!
The flame turned from blue to pink, expanded and shrank before spitting out a note.

Dumbledore reached out and grabbed the note, unfolded it and read the name on it: "Viktor Krum!"

There was a burst of enthusiastic celebration among the students at Durmstrang.

"Fleur Delacour!"

The ladies of Beauxbatons also congratulated Fleur.

"Victory Held!"

As Mu Sheng's name appeared, the Hufflepuff students immediately cheered loudly.

"Victori!"

"The King of Hufflepuff!"

"A warrior who kills the basilisk, a master of the Glory Society, and the embodiment of holy light."

Justin raised his wand and pointed it at the ceiling. The tip of the wand instantly spurted out a large amount of colorful fireworks, which exploded under the ceiling.

The Hufflepuffs cheered even louder, as if Mu Sheng had not only successfully registered, but had already won the Triwizard Tournament.

Hermione, Luna, Qiu Zhang and Astoria were also cheering and congratulating Mu Sheng in their respective college seats.

Dumbledore watched all this with a smile, his face full of relief.

Professor McGonagall, Dean Sprout, Snape and others were all chatting and laughing as they watched the students making trouble.

"No, what about Harry Potter's name?"

In the corner of the restaurant, the sick Mad-Eye looked at the Goblet of Fire which no longer responded and fell into deep self-doubt.

Didn't he put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire?

Why not?

Could it be that all this was an illusion, and I didn't actually tamper with the Goblet of Fire that night?

But if I didn't go, what about those painful memories of ecstasy?

"No reason!"

"Is my memory wrong? What is true and what is false?"

Even after falling asleep late at night, Mad-Eye was still in self-doubt.

Suddenly, a familiar sharp pain woke up Mad-Eye from his sleep.

Painful whimpers and short breaths echoed in the bedroom.

"This kind of severe pain won't happen every night, right?"

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through Mad-Eye's mind.

(End of this chapter)