A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

As for the golden treasure chest filled with uncertainty, get as far away as possible; only a fool would open it.

Just as Aaron was thinking this, a scream broke the silence. Judging from the sound, it was clear that someone was fleeing for their life in a panic.

"A generous gift of crabs! This woman is doing this on purpose, isn't she!"

Aaron suddenly stood up and used a lock-picking spell on the golden treasure chest.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he should never make promises lightly again. Right now, he was the fool who would open the treasure chest.

But there was nothing he could do; he had thought of everything except the Warriors' abilities.

One of Adrian's conditions was that no major accidents would occur. If he really refused to help, then he would have to go home and go on blind dates after the holiday.

The treasure chest was opened, but instead of a colossal creature, a black cat the size of a lion with sharp snouts and fangs, and eerie blue light emanating from its pupils, sprang out.

"The Spirit Cat, it must have been borrowed from the Ministry of Magic!" Aaron thought to himself, speechless. This was definitely Adrian's doing.

It wasn't that he looked down on Fudge, but rather that the Minister of Magic never made any serious decisions.

The lynx looked at Aaron in front of it, bared its fangs, and pounced with a running start.

"Collapsed."

The blue light struck the civet, but it split into three the instant it landed.

The three civets glared menacingly at Aaron and slowly approached him from three directions.

"If it were any other time, I would really like to play with you guys, but I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

As Aaron spoke, he waved his wand, and three earthen cages rose from the ground, trapping the spirit cat inside.

He then quickly ran to the treasure chest and took out a Marauder's Map.

As expected, this map was incredibly detailed, including not only the various routes in the maze and the exact locations of the warriors, but also the locations of various dangerous magical creatures. Most importantly, this map had no time limit and remained valid until the end of the match.

"As expected of a golden treasure chest, the items it yields are reliable, but..."

Wow...are these people really that cunning?

Aaron glanced at the map briefly and couldn't help but gasp.

He saw more than twenty Dementors, two Blast-tailed Snails, seven Boggarts, six Eight-eyed Spiders, three Giant Crabs, and five Giant Monsters on the map.

This maze was converted from a Quidditch pitch. It's not particularly big, but it's not small either, though it's still a bit cramped to accommodate so many magical creatures.

The warriors would encounter a magical creature almost every few turns. If it was a Dementor or a Boggart, they could deal with it using special spells, but if it was a Blasttail or a troll or other creature with magic resistance, they would have to run away immediately.

After all, their magic power is not unlimited. Subduing a behemoth is too much effort, and if they encounter other dangers and their magic power is insufficient, they can only wait to die.

However, to find the correct route, you have to keep opening boxes, and the number of dangerous creatures will continue to increase. The longer it takes, the greater the danger will be.

Aaron located Hibiscus on the map. She was running wildly through the maze and, by sheer accident, was closest to the center.

The magical creature labeled behind her is a scorpion-tailed beast, a hybrid that resembles a crab, lobster, and scorpion.

"Not too far." Aaron silently calculated the distance and followed the screams and the map's directions.

However, before leaving the center of the maze, he unlocked the three cages containing the spirit cats and threw out several spells that hit them, increasing the number of spirit cats several times over.

After all, he had to defend his championship position, and there was definitely no time to set up a protective barrier.

Apart from Fleur, the other three were not too far from the finish line, with Harry and Cedric seemingly still walking side by side.

If someone else takes the credit for his rescue, he'll be left with nowhere to cry.

Turn left, turn right, turn left again, then go straight...

Furong's screams grew clearer and clearer, accompanied by a dense chorus of footsteps that sent chills down one's spine.

The fluorescent spell illuminated the road ahead, and Fleur, dressed in a blue tracksuit, hurriedly ran over. Her face was covered in sweat, and she looked not only disheveled but also clearly panicked.

"Run, run!" Hibiscus shouted in a hoarse voice, "Behind us..."

"I know about the scorpion-tailed beast."

"No, no... Anyway, run!"

"It's just a scorpion-tailed beast. Even if it's a bit big, how big can it be? I can still..."

Halfway through his sentence, Aaron swallowed hard.

He finally understood why Furong was in such a sorry state; she wasn't followed by a single scorpion-tailed beast, but a whole swarm of them, numbering at least several hundred.

Each scorpion-tailed beast is the size of a crab, and given their magic resistance, even adult wizards would have no choice but to flee when they encounter them.

"What kind of luck do you have?" Aaron asked as he led Fleur toward the finish line.

"How should I know?" Furong said, on the verge of tears. "I just opened a silver treasure chest and a group of monsters came out, which were even more difficult to deal with than Grindelwald from the bottom of the water."

Forget about that, run! If you get caught, you'll be devoured without a trace.

“I have a way to deal with them, but there’s one small condition.”

Furong was stunned for a moment, and her expression turned not so good. She knew very well what attracted boys to her most.

“You should know that you can’t shake them off with your speed alone,” Aaron continued. “So? How about it?”

After hesitating for a moment, Furong quickly kissed Aaron on the cheek and said with a blush, "Are you satisfied now?"

Aaron was completely dumbfounded and stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't that he couldn't accept it, but it was too sudden and caught him off guard.

Meanwhile, hundreds of spectators outside the stadium also witnessed this scene, with varying expressions.

Draco's eyes widened, and he silently gave the screen a thumbs up. Ron looked at Aaron with envy and jealousy, unconsciously touching his own face. He had never been kissed by a pretty girl before, while Hermione, sitting next to him, had eyes blazing with anger and was having trouble breathing.

Adrian and Genes exchanged a glance, a playful smile playing on their lips. They hadn't expected such an unexpected surprise while watching a game; they rarely saw their younger brother (young master) in such an awkward state.

"Don't wait any longer, they're catching up soon!" Hibiscus shouted anxiously.

"Um... actually, that's not my condition," Aaron said somewhat embarrassedly.

"That's too greedy!" Hibiscus said with some dissatisfaction. "Kissing is fine, but you have to officially date me, be my boyfriend and girlfriend first."

Upon hearing this, Aaron's lips twitched slightly.

"I'll let it go since you took advantage of me earlier, but can you please stop thinking about this now?"

"you..."

"We'll explain later, let's deal with the immediate problem first." Aaron said, snapping his fingers to conceal the two figures with illusion magic, while simultaneously projecting their illusions into the corridor.

However, the phantoms did not run away. Instead, they made exaggerated movements. As their limbs trembled, the scorpion-tailed beasts followed suit and were led in the completely opposite direction.

"That's... resolved?" Furong was somewhat incredulous; she had been thoroughly humiliated by these creatures.

"If you read more books, you'll know that scorpion-tailed beasts can mimic human movements, but that only stops them from attacking. Getting rid of them isn't so easy."

Furong also came to her senses and looked at Aaron, asking, "What were the conditions you mentioned earlier?"

“Giving up the championship, well... strictly speaking, it can’t be called giving up,” Aaron said bluntly. “What I mean is that all five warriors touch the trophy together.”

"Hmm?" Hibiscus's pupils widened slightly, and she immediately understood his plan. She said in a complicated tone, "This is your plan?"

"Everyone is tied for the championship, and I've fulfilled all the conditions, so no one is at a disadvantage!" Aaron said seriously.

"Well... I want to hold on a little longer."

"Hey! Are you being so disrespectful?" Aaron wasn't surprised by her attitude and directly showed her the Marauder's Map.

"This is... which box did you find this in?" Furong asked in surprise and doubt. If she had this map, she might have already won the championship.

"The finish line, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I wouldn't have come if I hadn't heard your screams."

So... in a sense, I'm already a champion.

Furong was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, I agree to your conditions, but what about the others..."

"I'll try to persuade the others, and if that doesn't work, I'll have to beat them into submission."

However, I can only give you half of the 1,000 Galleons prize money, because I've been spending quite a bit lately and am really struggling to make ends meet.

Furong forced a smile and returned the map to Aaron.

"Oh dear! I think we need to speed things up. Harry and Cedric are only two corners from the finish line." Aaron pursed his lips, but he wasn't too worried.

After all, he had increased the number of spirit cats several times when he left the center of the maze, which was equivalent to having more than a dozen powerful and swift beasts guarding the trophy.

The two of them alone could not subdue those spirit cats in a short time. If they used magic to attack, their numbers would multiply, and they would be in trouble themselves. How could they have the mind to compete for the trophy!

Chapter 400: The Trophy is the Key to the Door, the Fake Moody Exposed

When Aaron and Fleur arrived at the finish line according to the map, Cedric and Harry were fighting the Spirit Cat, but they were both injured and were clearly at a disadvantage.

"Come quickly and help," Cedric said hastily.

"Helping you is fine, but... there's a small condition," Aaron said meaningfully. "How about we all get our hands on the Triwizard Tournament trophy together?"

“Hey! Isn’t this taking advantage of someone in distress?” Cedric said, somewhat annoyed. “We finally made it to the finish line after a lot of trouble.”

“I arrived fifteen minutes before you. These spirit cats were released after I opened a golden treasure chest.”

"If it weren't for someone's special request, and if I really wanted to win the championship by myself, what chance would you guys have?"

"this..."

“We agree,” Harry said directly, he was really at his breaking point.

These spirit cats will automatically split when attacked by magic, and each split is just like the original, with sharp teeth and claws and agile movements. His mastery of a few spells is almost useless, and he can only fight and retreat.

Aaron didn't immediately offer his help, but instead looked at Cedric, "What about you?"

Cedric hesitated, after all, he was really close to the trophy, less than ten meters away, almost within reach, and he was really unwilling to give up under these circumstances.

"It's okay, you can take your time to think about it, I'm not in a hurry."

In short, Harry and Fleur both agreed, saying, "It's not too late for me to make my move after you've been exhausted by the pixie."

Upon hearing this, Cedric paused for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his face.

He finally understood that even without these spirit cats, Aaron wouldn't give him the chance to touch the trophy.

The outcome of this match is already quite clear; continuing would be futile.

"I promise."