Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

This inevitably made her feel troubled.

When people are troubled, they need to find something to make themselves happy. For her, it is of course the sherry that she never gets tired of drinking for decades.

She casually pushed aside a few empty wine bottles that were in the way and accurately found a new bottle from the corner. Without even using a wine glass, she picked it up and prepared to pour it into her mouth.

But at this moment, an unprecedented heart palpitation came over her, and her limbs instantly became cold, stiff, and weak.

The wine bottle fell to the ground and shattered into pieces on the wooden floor.

The fine wine, made from white grapes and called "the sunshine of Spain" by Shakespeare, spilled everywhere, and a small piece of broken glass even pierced her shoe, but she did not react at all.

Her trembling hands tightly grasped the clothes on her chest.

The blurred vision caused by long-term alcoholism became even more hazy.

The loud and hoarse voice did not seem to come from the throat, but seemed to come from the depths of a distant world.

"Disaster, misfortune...are approaching."

"Blood, tears, nothing can stop——"

"It's... Shit!"

The cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, although only for a moment.

A strand of white hair quietly appeared just above the forehead.

"No, I must mention it right now--!"

She rushed to the circular trapdoor of the classroom, but she slipped on her drink and fell dizzy.

The wine on the ground and the bloodstains from the cuts on her skin mixed together, like a dyeing factory, making her look even more embarrassed.

But she seemed to feel nothing, just wiped her face, got up from the ground, and stumbled out of the classroom.

"We must warn them...it's too late!"

Faint voices echoed in the empty castle, along with heavy footsteps and gasps.

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At the bottom of the lake, the warriors' fierce battle entered a tense moment, and the intense competition made almost every spectator watch intently.

The two battlefields, which were far apart, were unknowingly getting closer, and the first to suffer was the cautious Krum.

He had intended to plot against Cedric, but he was first attacked by Hurt, and then by Fleur's indiscriminate attack. He was then beaten by Cedric who reacted quickly and forced to flee in embarrassment.

Just when they finally caught their breath, the hunting team consisting of mermaids, grindylows and Lynn's alchemical dolls attacked them again.

Just as he was about to escape, two petrification spells came from the darkness at the same time - from Kaliya and Harry.

While they were fighting hard, they discovered the fighter plane at the same time.

The dark water flow obscured the inconspicuous spell and made him fall for it on the spot. After a violent tremor, the violet flower pattern on the back of his hand lit up, and a soft white light enveloped him and brought him to the surface of the water.

He became the first contestant to be eliminated in this round.

The stands at Durmstrang were filled with grief.

Two consecutive rounds of low scores almost announced the end of this school that had been at the bottom of the list since the Triwizard Tournament era.

But this is not the end.

Under the lake, Harry, who had finally learned the Bubble Head Charm, was not feeling well either - the cold lake water was eroding his strength, and Kaliya's entanglement made him nervous all the time.

As Krum left the stage, the puppets and mermaid tribe that were originally chasing him turned their guns around and chased him, heading towards him instead of Kaliya.

With pursuers in front and blockades behind, Harry's heart sank as he watched Cedric fighting with three other people in the distance - he felt that he might follow in Krum's footsteps.

The sneak attack just now might not be a wise choice.

But what has been done is done, regret is the most useless thing.

He forced himself to calm down and looked around. His thinner body than most students actually became an advantage at the moment.

The flying spells shuttled through the water, and he dodged them one by one, and was about to come into close combat with Kalaya.

As the water was jagged, he thought quickly and waved his magic wand vigorously, drawing an unfamiliar pattern in the water.

"Nito!"

Along with the sound, a string of bubbles came out, and even with the protection of the Bubble Head Curse, he still choked on his saliva.

But the magic worked.

Kalaya stood there in shock, a small and exquisite rune symbol appeared on her chest.

Harry clenched his fist and was about to make the finishing blow, but he felt the water flow behind him - it was the alchemy doll, and its speed was incredibly fast.

The imminent threat forced him to give up this opportunity and flee away in embarrassment.

The lurking horned water snakes saw Kalaya in danger, and teamed up to kill the doll, buying a moment of rest for their playmate who had grown up with them.

At the same time, Hurt, who had suffered a great loss at the hands of Fleur and Cedric, arrived in time and rescued Kaliya in the chaos.

This is a competition in which the players are ranked and scored based on their departure time. There is both cooperation and confrontation, strong players and weak players.

Everyone is an adversary eventually, but not all the time.

In the stands, audiences from various countries, who had never imagined such a development, burst into exclamations.

Amidst the uproar, a dishevelled figure rushed out of the castle, running towards the lake with disheveled hair, and was seen by Luna who turned her head.

"This is... Professor Trelawney?"

She recognized the professor she was familiar with at a glance. Thinking of her usual style, her heart tightened and she hurried down the stands.

Neville and Ginny, who were watching the game beside her, immediately caught up, and finally met the exhausted professor.

"Hurry... hurry and find Dumbledore... tell everyone to get out of here, there's danger...!"

Chapter 580 Chaos

If others saw Trelawney like this, they would probably think she had gone crazy again, including Ginny and Neville.

But not Luna.

She noticed at a glance that Trelawney was abnormal at the moment, as well as the abrupt strand of white hair.

"Neville, give me a hand, Ginny, go get Madam Pomfrey, Professor Trelawney isn't feeling well."

As she spoke, she held Trelawney, who was running and sweating all over, and with her other hand she took out the club's emblem and pressed her fingertips on the hexagram symbol.

"Professor, where are you? Professor Trelawney said it might be dangerous here," she said calmly.

"Stand still, I'll be there soon."

In just a few seconds, Lynn's voice came from the badge.

In just a moment, the black shadow came closer and closer and arrived in front of him.

"Sybil, what's the matter?"

"Down there, down there in the lake, a black monster!" Trelawney stammered in panic. "A very... very big monster - it kills people!"

"What did you say?!" Lynn frowned and looked at Dumbledore subconsciously. He saw the old man chatting and laughing with several principals, discussing the game at the bottom of the lake, and he didn't pay any attention to the situation on his side.

At this moment, the huge Black Lake was crowded with people, especially teachers and students from five magic schools, from various countries.

"What did you see?" Lynn asked, "Tell me everything you know, and I'll go find Dumbledore."

He didn't believe in prophecies, let alone fate, but he knew that this woman did have the ability to see through the fog and see the future.

Even though they are far inferior to those of their ancestors, those eyes blurred by severe alcohol dependence can still play a role at certain moments.

Like this moment.

"I saw……"

Trelawney spoke weakly, but her weak words were drowned out by the waves of shouting.

White light rose from the bottom of the water and waves surged.

Another Warrior was eliminated.

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Harry was running away like a headless fly - he was now very grateful for Hermione's wit, because the Bubble Head Charm was indeed a magic that was not easy to maintain for a long time, especially for a beginner like him.

At the critical moment, the gilly grass specially bought by Sirius Black helped him a lot.

Although the transformation process was painful, the gills that allowed him to breathe smoothly without the need to maintain magic and the flippers that facilitated swimming gave him the ability to maneuver in crises.

His eyes looked through the cold lake water and saw Kalaya and Hurt chasing after him hand in hand, as well as the mermaids, grindylows, and alchemy dolls that indiscriminately attacked all contestants.

The scene in the distance was blurry, but he knew very well that the duel between Cedric and Fleur must be going on.

Likewise, he also knew the plans of the two warriors who had temporarily put aside their rivalry and joined forces to attack him.

Eliminating himself was equivalent to eliminating Cedric, so their only opponent would be Furong. The situation underwater was changeable, so there was a chance for a two-on-one fight.

What should I do now? Harry thought anxiously, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment and swam quickly towards the safe area.

Behind him, Kaliya and Hurt, who were working together, did not slack off at all. One of them blocked the alchemical puppet, while the other took the initiative to charge forward, casting spells directly at Harry.

However, neither the two men in pursuit nor the fleeing Harry noticed in the chaos that there were several small black shadows moving very quickly in the fluctuating and tangled water tank.

The gray and eerie lake water concealed their whereabouts, and even the alchemy puppet did not notice them.

In a blink of an eye, they caught up with the American duo who were determined to get rid of Harry first and then go back to reap the benefits.

The tiny figures merged into one and turned into a gray-black iron hammer.

"Fuck-"

The next moment, lightning flashed, and the area within a hundred meters was instantly completely covered by dazzling golden light.

There was no time to react, no time to dodge or defend, and the electric current, which did not seem to be very strong, became the death warrant for the two of them.

The film of the Bubble Head Curse vanished in an instant, and the petite and agile bodies froze in place without any order, and were caught up by the puppets behind them in the blink of an eye, activating the protective magic on their bodies.

Harry, who was not far away, also failed to escape the disaster. His whole body was numb and weak from the electric shock. Fortunately, there was some buffering, so he was not unable to move like Kaliya and Hurt.

But he could only move with difficulty - from the top of his head to his flippers, every time Harry moved he felt as if countless small needles were pricking him, and his swimming style, which had become instinctive due to the effect of the gillyweed, began to become deformed.

But he didn't dare to stay, because the pursuers were still there - although the mermaid tribe also suffered an unexpected disaster and was in a mess, the alchemical puppet would not lose its function because of this blow.

They still moved swiftly, like ruthless hunters, without any hesitation or mercy.

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Looking at Kaliya and Helt floating on the water with unwillingness in their eyes, Madame Maxime was extremely proud.

Transfiguration and original rune magic variants, this combination of magic and ingenious timing is enough to amaze even the most experienced principals.

Even the "victims" Fontener and Pollach could only sigh and lament the emergence of so many talented people in Europe.

"Miss Delacour's magic is indeed amazing." Dumbledore praised softly, "The winner now lies in the direct dialogue between him and Cedric - whether they decide the winner first, or Harry is caught first, this is worth paying attention to."

The new headmaster of Durmstrang has already closed his eyes to rest, and Fontana and Pollach also seem to be uninterested - no matter who wins in the end, it will only be a reshuffle of the rankings of the top three.

At the end of the second round, the score gap had widened.

But they still raised their heads and stared at every move of the two young wizards on the screen - it was a fair fight.

Compared with this battle, even Furong herself did not feel any joy about the sneak attack she had planned earlier.

Rune against Rune, silent spell against silent spell, surrounded by more than a dozen alchemical puppets, the two evenly matched men used all their means to resist the siege while restraining each other.

The two men, who are from the same school but have different styles but both have distinct Lin En characteristics, can be said to be well matched.

Cedric learned more from Lynn, his moves were simple and elegant, and he used his upright offensive to the extreme.

Furong was a bit more agile and adaptable like Euphemia. Even though the Veela magic was useless, she was able to protect herself well with her superb ice runes, both offensively and defensively.

The level of both of them was obviously far beyond that of the other four contestants, and the well-trained Aurors were no better than this.

After a back-and-forth exchange of moves, neither side could do anything to defeat the other, even the alchemy puppet seemed helpless.

Perhaps only when Harry was eliminated could the battle be decided passively... The same thought occurred to several headmasters at the same time.

However, at this moment, Lynn's voice broke the long silence in the referee's seat.

"Principal, Minister, as the person in charge of security, I request that this round of competition be terminated immediately and all spectators and reporters at the scene be evacuated."