Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

The professor, who is about the same size as a child, is extremely busy, but he dares not relax for a moment.

Of course, Professor Sprout, Professor Snape, Madam Hooch, Madam Pomfrey and others were also busy working, not to mention Filch and Hagrid.

Perhaps only Professor Trelawney of the Divination class could sit quietly in her chair, watching the challenge program leisurely, laughing so hard that tears were almost coming down.

But this was not because Dumbledore particularly doted on her, but because even Dumbledore, who trusted his people, did not dare to let this professor be responsible for anything difficult or important.

Wade twirled the wand in his hand, and a small whirlwind rose out of thin air, cleaning the balcony outside the shed.

Professor Murray even lifted his legs to allow the dust to roll across the floor in the wind.

Afterwards, Wade sat next to him and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, professor...I seem to have caused you a lot of trouble."

Professor Murray smiled and said, "How can this be considered a trouble?"

"Seeing the children in the school blooming with energy that has not been seen in a thousand years, and happily learning how to use magic while playing, this scenery is better than anything else."

"I guess Mag and the others all think the same, so no one ever blames you for it, right?"

“——It seems so.”

Wade was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "It is our luck to meet good teachers like you and Professor McGonagall. I will never forget the help the professors have given me."

He sighed and recalled, "In my first year, I used the wrong spell and hurt myself. If you hadn't picked me up, I would have almost died."

Professor Murray recalled for a moment and said doubtfully:

"Didn't you have a fever that time? And you were injured? What spell was used wrong?"

Vader blinked and locked eyes with the white-haired professor.

After a moment, he suddenly said, "Ah... I think I got it mixed up."

"How could you remember this wrongly?" Professor Murray shook his head helplessly and said, "You have never made any mistakes in remembering the pronunciation and symbols of ancient magic words."

"Because my brain is occupied with more important things, it's easy to forget other things."

Wade explained, took out the panoramic telescope he had prepared from his pocket, copied one and handed it to Professor Murray.

"Use this to watch it! The picture can be zoomed in and out, and you can also rewind and pause it. It's very clear!"

"Thank you."

Professor Murray smiled and took the telescope without thinking too much.

Wade watched this scene until he used the telescope to see what was happening in the maze, then he raised his own telescope.

In the picture, Harry, Michael and others also walked into the maze.

Chapter 256: Centipede? Blame it on Wade

Colliver, who was hosting the broadcast, had a strong sense of news. When his camera captured the boy with a lightning scar on his forehead, he immediately realized what the real traffic code was.

No matter whether other teams succeed or fail, no matter whether other young wizards perform well or come off as funny, they cannot compare to the importance of the young savior in people's eyes.

Some of the audience had seen Harry Potter before during the trial of Sirius Black, but it was the first time for most people to see him, and there was an immediate commotion among the crowd.

Most people were paying attention to Harry's performance, with only a few people - such as the two fathers of the Weasley and Diggory families - looking for their children in the cameras on both sides.

……

Because there were so many teams participating, they had to decide which entrance to enter the maze and the order in which they would enter based on the numbers they drew.

Those who get in first will definitely have a time advantage, but they will also face more traps, so there is no question of fairness or unfairness.

The people in the Umbrella House waited for nearly half an hour before it was their turn to enter.

At this time, there were only a few teams left outside the maze, but many students were sent out after failing.

The injured were sent for treatment, the frightened were given a cup of hot chocolate, and those who were not seriously injured ran to the audience seats to watch with others.

Harry and the others stood at the open entrance with tense faces, speaking in low voices.

"I didn't expect the secret weapon Vader mentioned would be this."

Neville touched the broomstick that Harry was holding.

Just a few minutes ago, they heard a strange noise coming from behind the bushes near the maze, and turned to see a house-elf waving at them.

They all knew that Wade had a good relationship with several house-elves, so Michael walked over and asked a few questions, then came over with the broom.

This is Harry's usual Nimbus 2000.

Hermione looked annoyed -

"No wonder we couldn't tell them in advance! If they had been seen by other teams before, they would have definitely brought their own brooms!"

"In that case--" Michael said, "the school might ban the use of brooms in the maze area."

"So Harry can use it?" Theo asked.

"If it's not forbidden, then it's fine."

Michael's bottom line was very flexible. He gave the broom to Harry and patted Harry on the shoulder.

“Fly well!”

Michael warned like an elder:

"Even if we are all thrown out, you have to fly in front of the ball python, at least to give it a clean up! This way we can claim later that we are also the team that challenged the final boss."

Ryan was speechless: "So Michael, could you please stop being so pessimistic?"

It made him look like he was about to be sacrificed.

Michael sighed and was about to speak when the phone rang.

When they were supposed to go in, the wall in front of them suddenly squirmed and formed an arch.

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly at them and gave them a faint smile.

"Don't be nervous, good luck to you!"

The professor said in a gentle voice, watching his students walk into the maze.

Especially Neville, who was trembling but trying hard not to fall down, and received an encouraging look from Professor McGonagall.

"Believe in yourself, Longbottom! Hold your chest out!"

"Yes Yes!"

Neville said in a panic, and then walked away in unison.

Under normal circumstances, Michael would have corrected him with disgust.

But now, he was actually just as nervous and couldn't care less about his friend's performance.

Only after they all entered the maze and the bushes closed behind them did they relax a little.

The maze has changed a little from usual, but it doesn’t matter, it is still the environment they are familiar with.

These days, several people have trained here many times.

Others might treat this challenge as a game and come here laughing and joking without even having the team properly coordinated, but Hermione wouldn't.

Hermione treated every game as an important test and forced her teammates to follow suit.

Harry was glad sometimes—glad that Hermione had no interest in Quidditch.

Otherwise, he doubted that after Wood graduated, Hermione would become the new team captain, and then carry forward Wood's training style and surpass him.

Several people quickly formed a line, holding their wands, and walked forward along the road on the left.

"Look, there's a centipede."

Ryan said softly.

In the middle of a passage, there was a giant centipede that was burned black and tied to vines, with its legs on both sides still trembling.

"Oh, hell!"

Hermione couldn't help but say, "It's all Vader's fault."

Everyone nodded with lingering fear.

Before Vader, no one wanted to use the magnification spell for this purpose. But after Vader created the "Insect Squadron", these guys became permanent NPCs in the maze.

Everyone present was knocked down by insects, entangled in spider webs, splashed with insect green slime, etc. more than once.

Hermione rubbed her arms vigorously, and everyone quickened their pace and walked forward.

After walking a few steps, they heard another sharp sound, as if a swarm of mosquitoes were buzzing.

"Iron armor protection!"

Harry yelled and threw a spell without thinking, and the invisible armor immediately blocked the first wave of attacks.

The others quickly used the "Stop Curse" spell, and after the whistling sound stopped, they discovered that the "monsters" that attacked them were actually dozens of paper airplanes.

Harry murmured, "No wonder an Shield Charm can stop them all."

"Keep going." Michael said, "There are still many dangers ahead!"

There were rustling sounds coming from all directions of the maze.

Various enlarged "monsters" were looking for prey. A giant lizard slapped several students away and then made a "hissing" sound at Professor Flitwick.

The seemingly harmless plant quietly extends its branches and leaves, with beautiful flowers blooming at the tips, emitting a lingering fragrance.

A group of ants the size of puppies passed by. One of them curiously came over to suck some liquid drops from the flower. After staying there for a moment, it suddenly turned around and bit off one of its companion's legs.

The huge Hagrid picked up a student who had fallen into danger and fainted with two fingers, put him on the back of the Thestral next to him, and let it take the student out.

Cedric watched as his second companion was moved away by the house elves because of injuries. He took a deep breath, clenched his wand and looked at the giant eight-eyed spider in front of him that was as big as a car.

The road to the core is more difficult than everyone imagined.

Chapter 257 Albus, You Are Right

Although the Shield Charm Harry used in a hurry was not very strong, everyone in the audience was still shocked.