Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

For Cedric and Furong who were on the field, everything was unfamiliar, only the instinctive sense of crisis was real.

This big guy is not easy to deal with!

The same judgment arose in the minds of both of them.

They face another, perhaps the last, choice on the field.

At the same time, the reminders in Lin En's letter before the game echoed in my mind.

[What is more important than winning or losing is not the process itself, but finding what you lack and getting it]

"I don't like to take shortcuts. How about I kill it first and then decide the winner fairly?"

"That's what I meant, Diggory."

The brilliant golden light illuminated the maze and dispelled the darkness.

It was a spell of light cast by both of them at the same time.

"Rumble--"

Feeling the magic power rising, the silent rock giant stood up amidst the earthquake.

The eyes flashing red light suddenly opened, a cold wind blew, and the battle was about to break out.

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Countless burning torches surrounded the Quidditch pitch under the night sky. In the bright firelight, audiences from all over the world focused their eyes on a maze that looked inconspicuous on the outside but seemed endless under the effect of magic.

Through the clear magic screen, they can see the situation of each warrior.

Just as the teachers and students of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons were worried, there was an uproar in the stands of Durmstrang.

While Cedric and Fleur were working together to fight against the rock giant, Krum, who was still wandering in area 2, was unfortunately caught by the Devil's Snare, activating the defensive magic of his robe and becoming the first player to be eliminated in the final.

In various parts of the adjacent maze, the other three warriors including Harry also encountered considerable trouble - they had not even found the test statue in area No. 2, and they were already struggling in the face of endless obstacles and could only hold on with difficulty.

At this stage, the situation has become quite clear even to outsiders.

Wizards who can enter the maze are the best of the younger generation, but there is a gap between good and excellent.

More and more viewers focused their attention on the two leading players.

But in the bustling crowd, some people seemed less focused.

For example, Doris seemed thoughtful.

Sitting among a group of members of the Stargazers Club, she rested her chin on her hands, staring at the screen aimlessly, with a dull look, and immersed in her own spiritual world.

The first person to notice something was wrong was Boyce. He was cheering for Cedric when he turned around and saw Doris, who was absent-minded. He raised his hand and poked her shoulder, asking in a low voice, "Why do you look listless? Did you not sleep well or eat enough?"

"Besides sleeping and eating, can't you use your brain to think about something else?" Doris rolled her eyes in disgust. "No wonder the professor scolds you every now and then... Of course I'm thinking about more important things. It's all your fault for interrupting me."

"I think you're the only one who criticizes me every day..." Boyce muttered softly.

Before he could finish his words, a dangerous gaze fell on him.

"What did you say?"

"I say...what could be more important than this game?"

His heart sank and he quickly changed the subject.

Doris snorted in annoyance, but did not pursue the matter any further. She just asked, "You said this game is the most important. Does it mean that if one of them wins this game, the other will be convinced?"

"Of course not." Boyce answered without hesitation.

"Then what else is so important about it besides honor?" Doris said patiently, "Whether it is Cedric or Delacour, winning or losing is only a temporary result for them, not a way to make the other party convinced."

"I don't think there's any way to do it, not even for you, let alone for each other," Boyce said.

Doris shook her head. "That's why the professor wrote to remind us that we need to find something more important, whether on or off the field. What do you think we are missing? Besides magic."

"I don't understand." Boyce shrugged. "He always likes to play tricks."

"It's not a riddle, Boyce," Doris sighed.

She stood up and stretched her stiff limbs, then looked at the increasingly tense battlefield.

Spells were flying and sand and gravel were splashing everywhere.

Cedric took the lead, while Fleur held the defense.

The two men, who are both partners and competitors, did not seem to intend to use the other as bait to take the trophy directly. Instead, they brought out their respective unique skills and joined forces to confront the rock giant who was more powerful than them.

"I understand."

Looking at the two people moving around in the picture, Doris' eyes flashed.

"What do you understand——!"

Boyce was confused and was about to ask a question when he was interrupted by a sharp exclamation from the right stands.

The deafening shouts that almost pierced the eardrums filled the entire stand, so that he could only see the excitement in Doris's eyes but could not hear a word she said.

Chapter 655 Mind

The exclamations came from the stands of Castellobusche and Ilvermorny.

Following Krum who was the first to be eliminated, another person withdrew from the championship race.

The one who exited this time was Gert Oliveira, the warrior of Castrobusche.

He chose to face the test of Area 2 with courage, but was ultimately defeated by the sharp teeth and claws of the Chimera Beast puppet.

At the same time, the warriors of Ilvermorny successfully passed the test of wisdom with their extraordinary knowledge reserves and advanced into the decisive battle area.

Now only Harry remained in the dangerous Area 2, running around in the ever-changing plant maze.

Some are happy and some are sad, and the changing situation on the field is clearly reflected on the faces of supporters from different camps.

These talents are the majority of the audience, and they are also a microcosm of the entire wizarding society and the entire human society.

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"Pure yourself and study things... I didn't expect you to have done some research on Hai Zhongjie."

In the office, Liu Tao was a little surprised and more curious when he heard the words spoken by Lin En.

He was always quick to speak and did not shy away from asking directly: "Why do you say that? From what I know, you probably don't agree with many of his views."

"The limitations of the times and history are inevitable and cannot be changed by human will, but this does not affect our learning." Lin En said with a smile, "Everything has its own value. Moreover, my understanding of the study of things is closer to that of the philosopher with the same name as Mr. Long. This can't be considered a kind of fate. Whether it's wizards or Muggles, people's thoughts are always the same, but their cognition is different."

"No wonder you can get along so well with Muggles. It's rare to find someone as broad-minded as you." Liu Tao admired sincerely.

He looked at the newly renovated room, his tone much friendlier than when they first met, "Openness, equality, mutual learning, it's easy to shout such slogans, but it's hard to put them into practice. Dumbledore can't do it, and I'm afraid that our generation of wizards can't do it. Maybe you can."

"It's just fate. I can only follow the trend and do what I can. That's all."

"I have never seen anyone who can cleanse himself and study the world, take on the responsibility of the world, and make the country and the people rely on him. You asked me to write these four words, which is enough to explain a lot."

Liu Tao's eyes were meaningful. "You are the most special wizard I have ever seen. In our time, Dumbledore was the most outstanding one, and you are completely different from him. Such words would never come out of his mouth."

"Dumbledore fears power, or more precisely, his own humanity and desires," Lynn said loudly. "I have always respected him, but as you said, he and I are two completely different people. I fear power, so I must always be vigilant, but rather than fearing it, I believe that everyone has something they should do. People cannot use their own ideas to demand too much of others, but it is okay to restrain themselves."

"That's fair. If it were any other day, we should have a nice drink together - but I'm afraid that's not the case now." Liu Tao waved his hand carelessly, "The weight of the world is too heavy for many shoulders to carry. I was worried before I came here, but now it seems that I was worrying for nothing. Shouren, get some ink and brush!"

"Hmm? Oh! Here it comes!"

Long Shouren looked a little confused. He was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and moved in a slightly hurried manner.

Even with Liu Tao's teachings and actions, he, who came from a pure-blood wizard family and was fascinated by fire dragons, still had a very superficial understanding of these ancient ideas.

Although he understood every word of the discussion between Lin En and Liu Tao just now, he knew the results but not the reasons behind them, and was confused from beginning to end.

But this did not affect his ability to see that the old senior, who always had a serious face, was in a good mood at the moment.

He splashed ink with his brush and wrote with great speed, creating calligraphy that is priceless elsewhere.

The ink was not yet dry, and Liu Tao was so excited that his face showed his joy.

He was not only happy for the younger generation whom he valued.

Behind these four characters written in a flamboyant style, he saw a lot of information unknown to outsiders, and also saw possibilities that were different from any previous period.

This was an unexpected gain today and also a double insurance for the future, worthy of his betting his reputation on.

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"boom--"

The dark beams of light stood out against the bright open space, leaving only scorch marks and deep grooves on the ground wherever they passed.

The flying green flames are elusive, and if you are not careful, even the magic-reinforced walls will be corroded.

The huge body, which is several stories high, looks like rock but is actually made of almost indestructible steel and iron, and has powerful magic that does not require any brewing. As the last barrier in front of the championship gold cup, the rock giant puppet is truly worthy of its name.

Even with the combined strength of Cedric and Fleur, it would be difficult to defeat such an extraordinary magical puppet.

Just as the two men were dodging and trying to find the puppet's weakness, a small and exquisite mountain cat rushed out from the shadows with silent steps and ran along the edge of the wall towards the trophy.

This mountain cat is none other than Kalaya, the warrior of Ilvermorny.

After a long wait and forbearance, she finally chose to reveal her trump card, Animagus.

In the distant stands, the Ilvermorny supporters, who had already given up hope, gave a thunderous roar, but the players deep in the stadium were still unaware of it.

The dawn of victory came so quickly that their emotions were like a raging flood, running wild.

Then it stopped abruptly at the moment of climax.

Just like the female bobcat that was still in a sprinting posture and fell directly to the ground.

Because just as it approached the trophy, no one knew what kind of mechanism or trap was triggered. The giant puppet that had just been fighting hard with Cedric suddenly stopped all movements and its whole body was lit with dazzling white light.

The next moment, a petrification spell of unprecedented power fell on Kaliya's agile body, freezing her body, along with the eagerness and pleasure in her eyes.

At the same time, there was complete silence inside and outside the field, with only the faint sounds of Cedric and Fleur running and breathing, who had expected this and were not affected at all.

Because they, as well as Doris, who was standing in the stands with her arms folded across her chest, looking like she was enjoying the show, all knew that if their teacher would leave such an obvious loophole, it meant that it must not be a real flaw, but a trap.

A trap designed for "smart people".

Kaliya Clark, who had planned everything from the beginning to the end and used all available resources to the limit, was undoubtedly a truly smart person, and it was no surprise that she fell into the trap.

And made wedding dresses for Cedric and Fleur.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when the giant puppet was stiff, they, who had fought side by side more than once, raised their wands at the same time and chanted the spells they had practiced thoroughly.

【Rune Fire Kenaz】

The flames filled with vigorous vitality fell on the chest of the rock giant, like a living being, leaping endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the green flames that had once caused the two of them so much trouble disappeared, and the extremely solid rock shell seemed to have lost its most powerful support.

Then, dark magic power surged out.

In an instant, the tall giant collapsed, leaving only a broken body and... a powerful shock wave that washed away all unnecessary existences.

Even the motionless Kaliya Lynx form was not spared from the powerful impact and crashed directly into the solid wall dozens of meters away, knocking her dizzy and even turning back into her original form, activating the protective magic attached to her robe and shooting the purple-red flare along with her last hope into the sky.

When the smoke dissipated and the aftermath of the explosion subsided, there was no trace of the giant puppet on the scorched earth left by the burning fire, only a few pieces of earth and rocks.

And two warriors standing opposite each other.

Their wands were already pointed at each other.

After the cooperation that demonstrates magnanimity and trust, there should be a fair competition that demonstrates strength.

This was the sequel to the unfinished battle deep in the Black Lake, and they had all been waiting for it for a long time.

Chapter 656: Intelligence and Clumsiness

In the referee's seat, looking at the flares rising into the sky, not only old man Fontena felt regretful, but Principal Polachi beside him also felt the same way.

The professors who were patrolling the periphery have already rushed over, and the last variable has disappeared. What remains is the rematch between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons, two schools that have historically won the vast majority of the Triwizard Tournament titles.

"She is indeed a child with ideas, but unfortunately she is still one step short. But we can't blame her for that," said Polachi with emotion.

An experienced wizard like him, even if he has never been there in person, understands the key points and mysteries better than young people who are still young.