Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 342 Venomous Fang Geranium and Venomous Sac Flower

After safely reaching the other side of the Magic Swamp.

The path that had disappeared reappeared.

Moon has now confirmed that the tournament organizers did indeed increase the difficulty of the competition.

Therefore, after landing, his left hand remained in the gesture of casting [Mirror Protection].

After walking quickly along the path for a while, we continued onward.

Moon suddenly noticed that a large area of ​​thick fog had appeared in the forest.

Moreover, the thick fog seemed to be specifically targeting Moon.

They move very fast and have very low visibility.

"To obstruct the view?"

After the thick fog completely enveloped Moon.

He found that the trees that were once so close were now barely visible.

Without any hesitation, Moon took out his monocular glasses and put them on his head.

Then he noticed a faint magical glow appearing on the thick white fog.

"A man-made magical fog; no wonder their movements are so purposeful."

Susu~
Susu~
As Moon was adjusting to the dense fog, strange noises began to emanate from all around him.

Moon quickly discovered this using his monocular glasses.

Within the white magical light and shadow, numerous black light and shadow figures appeared, moving at extremely high speeds.

These lights and shadows are not very large, but they are very effective at avoiding obstacles in the thick fog.

It flies very fast.

Several dark figures spotted Moon and began to approach rapidly.

They probably wanted to steal what was on Moon.

However, as soon as they got close, they were repelled by Moon's Mirror Shield.

"Corverian elves?"

When the light and shadow collided with the mirror's reflection, Moon saw the other party's true face.

"The Finkley family is really generous; there must be at least a hundred of them here."

"And this fog is also strange; it seems to interfere with magical perception."

After the little elves bumped into Moon and realized he was not to be trifled with, they gradually stopped getting close.

However, they continued to fly around Moon, hindering his progress.

“This won’t do. I can’t see the goal clearly, and I don’t know where to go next.”

As Moon's words fell.

With her left hand adorned with the ring that aids in casting spells, she once again made a hand seal to cast the tribal witchcraft [Wind Spell].

Immediately afterwards, a fierce gust of wind swept outwards from around Moon.

The thick fog was instantly blown away!

Many Cornish elves hidden in the thick fog were also blown away.

Several of them crashed into the trees and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

After the mirror light on Moon disappeared, the other little elves still tried to rush over.

However, due to the strong winds, their flight speed was greatly reduced.

Moon waved his wand and unleashed several Freeze Spells in succession.

The little elves landed on the ground one by one and stopped moving.

As for the rest, they scattered and fled.

"Could this be ancient magic?"

The thick fog was dispersed by the strong wind.

Moon's figure reappeared in the audience's sight.

Many wizards also saw Moon's complex hand gestures as he cast the [Wind Spell].

"It must be ancient magic, and it was cast with the help of a magic ring."

As the wizard with the magic telescope explained, more wizards began to focus on the alchemical items on Moon's body.

Others looked at the glasses Moon was wearing on his face.

"Those glasses must be able to see through the fog, right?"

“That must be it, otherwise Mr. Scarlett wouldn’t have been able to hit the sprite in the mist.”

As the wizards were discussing, a sharp cry suddenly came from the depths of the forest.

"What is this?"

Upon hearing this sound, several wizards nearly fell off their flying brooms.

"Someone pulled out the mandrake! Quickly raise the flying broom! Listening to this crying for too long will kill you!"

The referees flying at the bottom were clearly unprepared for this unexpected situation.

Upon hearing this sharp sound, they directed the crowd to move to higher ground.

Meanwhile, they quickly ordered people to prepare magical flocked ear covers.

"I never expected that this little wizard would be able to pass the first two levels."

The Funkley people, hidden deep in the forest, all looked extremely unwell.

They originally estimated that this level of difficulty should be able to eliminate all the contestants.

But now, not only has the Durmstrang wizard who fled in advance been injured, but he has also rushed out.

Moon has made it this far unscathed.

"Have you notified the medical team at St. Mungo's?"

The elderly wizard from the Finkley family also appeared at the edge of the forest.

Looking at Anos Finkley, who was rushing back, the old wizard asked in a low voice.

"We've already sent a notification, and they said they'll be there in half an hour."

"Half an hour."

The elderly male wizard paused to think for a moment after speaking.

"This period of time should be enough for this arrogant little wizard to learn his lesson. Let's plan the next challenge in advance."

"Oh no, isn't this dangerous?"

"Don't worry, as long as the St. Mungo's medical team arrives within half an hour, his life will be in no danger."

After Moon dealt with the Cornish elf, he also heard a piercing sound.

However, he was very familiar with this sound.

As a member of the herbal club.

He had seen mandrake more often than the average wizard.

By casting a "Hearing Block" spell on himself, Moon quickly pinpointed the source of the sound.

"It was right in front of me; looks like I'll have to bury it back."

Moon knew that listening to the call of the mandrake for too long could be fatal.

But as long as you bury it in the ground, there's actually not much danger.

Moreover, this plant is very lethargic. As long as you ignore it, it will quietly grow on its own.

Moon said this and quickly ran forward for a while.

He then discovered three fresh mandrakes lying on a lush meadow.

Beside this plant were three deep pits and several wizard footprints.

They must have just been pulled out by the wizard.

"Little ones, it seems you still have to rely on me to save you."

As he spoke, Moon added another layer of self-protection, making sure he was safe before he went to catch the mandrake.

But just then, a faint sound came from beside Moon.

"Hiss~" (Watch out~ Watch out~)

Follow the sound.

Moon saw a small snake with green and white stripes, quietly watching him from a short distance away.

Are you reminding me to be careful?

"Hiss~" (Be careful, be careful, it's poisonous.)
As the small green and white patterned snake spoke, it turned its head toward the deep pit beside it.

Moon discovered a dark little hole next to the deep pit, which should be the little snake's home.

Clearly, the person who set the trap failed to notice the small snake.

So they buried the mandrake near its home.

"But what is poison?"

The little green snake remained too afraid to approach.

Moon then began to search carefully near the cave entrance.

Sure enough, he soon discovered something was amiss.

Beside those three deep pits, Moon discovered another magical plant.

"Poisonous Fang Geranium?"

Moon had also heard Professor Sprout introduce this plant to him.

It is a combat-type magical plant native to India.

It will not only bite any creature that gets close to it, but its saliva is also highly toxic.

If you are bitten by the sharp teeth of this plant, you will faint within half an hour.

"It seems they want me to get poisoned when I bury the mandrake."

Moon gave a cold laugh as he spoke.

Now that we know the other party's purpose, we naturally have a way to deal with it.

With the little snake's warning, Moon immediately unleashed [Blazing Flames], burning down the five fanged geraniums next to the cave entrance.

Only then did he feel relieved enough to transplant the mandrake back.

"Hiss~" (The path on the right is closer.)
After the little snake slithered into the hole, it also expressed its gratitude to Moon.

"The right side."

Looking towards the fork in the road not far ahead, Moon quickly ran over.

Sure enough, he soon saw a light at the edge of the forest.

However, just as they were about to leave the forest, Moon noticed two referees anxiously waiting for something by the roadside.

"Has the rescue team not arrived yet?"

"They said it'll be soon, in 10 minutes."

"Hmph, how could the Funkley family let such a poisonous plant into the forest?"

While the two referees were talking, Moon had already come over.

Upon getting closer, he discovered that the Durmstrang student who had escaped from his grasp was lying on the ground.

Moreover, the player was in very poor condition at this time.

He was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were rolling back, and his face was turning black.

Moon observed it carefully.

A red mark resembling a five-petaled flower was discovered on the back of the contestant's hand.

"Poisonous Sac Flower!"

One look at Moon and I knew.

This player probably encountered the same plant-related level as him.

However, the other party was not so lucky and got bitten.

"Gentlemen, there are three mandrake plants over there. Their sap can inhibit the spread of poison from poison sac flowers."

Upon hearing Moon's well-intentioned reminder, the two referees looked over in surprise.

"He just surrounded you with his men, and you actually tried to save him."

"What's the big deal? We're just opponents on the field, not real enemies."

Upon hearing Moon's words, the two referees exchanged a glance.

Then one of them quickly mounted a flying broom and flew into the depths of the forest.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Scalise."

"If this athlete is able to be rescued and wake up, I will tell him the truth about what happened."

As the referee spoke, his gaze toward Moon showed a newfound respect.

"Hurry up and move forward. You're all alone now. The finish line is not far away."

Three minutes later.

On the other side of the forest.

A huge firework burst open in the sky.

Then, the sparks of fireworks quickly formed the winner's name in the air.

Moon Scarlett

"I hereby declare that the winner of this year's competition for the best spellcasting skills is Mr. Moon Scarlett from Hogwarts."

Hundreds of wizards had already gathered outside the final circle at the finish line.

As soon as the referee's voice rang out, cheers from hundreds of people erupted.

"Moun, I knew you could do it."

"That's right, you will always be the best little lion."

Harry and Ron both gathered around.

They crowded around Moon as they walked toward the podium located outside the finish line.

"I never expected to find such a wonderful match in England."

"That's right, we also have to thank the Finkley family; how did they come up with so many ideas?"

The spectators surrounding him cheered for Moon.

They were discussing the exciting match that had just taken place.

In a distant corner.

The members of the Finkley family, however, were pale-faced and had no words to express their suffering.

(End of this chapter)