Chapter 463 463. The first round begins
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 463 463. The first round of competition begins
After a foggy and bustling alchemy class, the three of Scott returned to the tower and decisively changed their schedule.
According to Professor Roselle's suggestion, they reselected the Duran alchemy classroom where they would start with basic knowledge.
After the actual experience, they felt that they could finally understand.
Although it was a bit awkward for them to attend classes with Beauxbatons' third-year students, Professor Duran was a chubby old man who was very friendly and warm to their guests.
Obviously, this professor is willing to teach non-school students, and he and Professor Russell have the same views.
When Scott and the others finally got used to studying and living in Beauxbatons, the day of the first round of competition was quietly approaching.
A few days before the game, not to mention Scott himself, the companions around him began to get nervous one by one.
Fred and Roger tried their best to get acquainted with some of Beauxbaton's students and wanted to help him find out the specific content of the game.
And the others didn't give in too much.
Cedric searched everywhere for information on the past Triwizard Tournament, hoping to find some useful clues from the competition more than a hundred years ago.
Ethan and several others are always nervous, for fear that Scott will encounter an unknown attack before the game, and wish to be by Scott's side to protect him all the time.
Even a few Slytherins took part in this effort to protect him.
Several girls, such as Angelina and Caccini, always remind Scott to check carefully when he goes to eat, so as not to be drugged.
In the end, they all just ate Hogwarts house-elves in the Tower instead of Beauxbatons' dining room.
Scott, who was originally in a calm mood, was a little dumbfounded by their behavior, but he didn't refuse the kindness, and let them go.
The only good thing about this kind of behavior is that in the Hogwarts delegation, the students from the four major colleges really merged into one whole and achieved an unexpected unity.
Even Dumbledore was happy about it.
When Scott walks on Beauxbaton's campus, he is always accompanied by a large number of "bodyguards", which looks particularly cool.
This led students from the other two schools to organize themselves to protect their warriors.
In short, the competition has not yet started, and the students of the three schools have already rolled up.
It wasn't just members of the delegation who worked hard to support Scott as the game approached, but even Scott's friends who stayed at Hogwarts were also in action.
George sent a very long "paper" via [magic phone].
The content is a summary of various news from past Triwizard Tournaments.
Cedric was even happier than Scott when he saw this "paper."
According to George, many people contributed to this, and Eddie got the most information by using his expertise. For this reason, he even stayed in the office of the ghost professor Binns all afternoon.
Hermione also helped sort out some materials and wrote the "paper" with Eddie.
Even Harry and Ron went to the library and looked through books, although they only lasted half a day.
In addition to this "paper", Milton said that he had written a song to celebrate Scott's victory, and the classical music club had already started rehearsals, and they could perform on stage when they returned to Hogwarts to celebrate.
Luna said that she recently learned a magical magic ritual that would definitely bring Scott good luck.
These kindnesses are rare, and Scott specially thanked them one by one.
On November 11, the night before the game, Scott and his mates gathered in the tower common room to chat.
"Unfortunately," Fred said, "The events of the competition are absolutely confidential, and I haven't been able to find any useful clues."
Roger went on to say: "I didn't gain anything here, and the students in Beauxbatons didn't know about the competition. I asked Audrey and Ann in the seventh grade, and Belt, Katrin, and Sophie in the sixth grade... …and a few others, anyway...”
He shrugged his shoulders.
"If I heard correctly, the string of names in your mouth are all girls' names?" Caccini rolled his eyes, "Are you looking for news, or are you picking up girls?"
"Of course it's done at the same time. Getting to know the girl doesn't delay the inquiring of information. In other words, this is the way I inquire about the information." Roger said brazenly.
"Forget it if you can't find out. According to the old tradition, it's nothing more than fighting against dangerous magical animals, or breaking through levels." Scott said.
Although he still remembered that the first game of the Triwizard Tournament in the "Original Book" had to face the fire dragon, but now that the host has been changed to France, it may not be the same.
"Oh, you know what you're doing anyway," said Roger.
Thanksgiving, Thursday, November 11.
The day has finally come.
Early in the morning, when Scott came out of the dormitory, he found the rest of the Hogwarts delegation waiting in the common room.
When he appeared, all eyes were on him.
"There are a lot of people coming outside." Ethan turned his head and glanced out the window, "I mean, the spectators who came to watch the game have already begun to arrive."
The others also spoke in a hurry.
"Oh, Scott, are you all right?"
"I hope you're not nervous."
"Will your family come to the game?"
"Oh, it's okay, we will cheer for you!"
Scott didn't know whose question to answer for a moment.
"Okay, okay." Roger clapped his hands, "Let our warriors eat their fill before going on stage!"
"Please."
Fred put on a show and stretched out his hand to lead the way.
They came to the first floor happily, and the house elves had already prepared a hearty breakfast for them.
During the meal, everyone was urging Scott to eat more.
When Scott had eaten and drank, there was a knock on the gate of the tower.
Fred ran to open the door and found Lucio standing in the doorway.
"Good morning, Hogwarts guests."
Lucio stood in the doorway with a smile on his face.
"Because I am familiar with you, I was appointed by Madam Maxim as today's guide to lead you to the competition venue."
"Oh, we didn't see Dumbledore, has he gone to the field?" asked Fred.
"That's right, Professor Dumbledore is a member of the jury, and they have already gone there first," Lucio said.
"Let's go then." Scott got up.
They stepped out of the tower and followed Lucio over a grassy knoll to another, more expansive meadow.
A lot of wizards who came here for the competition had gathered here, and a row of powder blue carriages were parked in the middle of the grass.
The horses in charge of pulling the cart attracted the attention of Scott and all of them.
These horses were very tall, and each one was about the size of an elephant.They are golden in color, with silver mane, fiery red eyes, and a pair of snow-white wings.
"These are rune horses, a type of Pegasus," Lucio said. "Beauxbatons kept a herd of rune horses."
They walked to a carriage and looked up at the rune horse pulling the carriage.
"It's really beautiful."
"so cool!"
"If our family can raise a horse..."
Scott's companions all praised the horse aloud, unable to hide their love.
Lucio shrugged, "Ordinary people can't afford it, they only drink single malt whiskey."
He beckoned everyone to board the carriage.
There is plenty of room inside the wagon for all of them.
When everyone was seated, Lucio said, "Okay, it's time for us to go."
He stretched out his hand and tugged at a rope hanging from the carriage door.
ding ding dong...
The bell rang, and the rune horse pulling the cart immediately ran with huge hooves.
"Sit tight!" Lucio raised his voice, "We're going to take off!"
As soon as his words fell, the rune horse spread its wide wings and soared into the sky.
Amid the exclamation, everyone fell back in unison.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage they were riding in had already flown into the air, but soon stabilized.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window.
The weather on this day is very good, the Pyrenees is picturesque, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and also dilutes the tension caused by the arrival of the game.
About 10 minutes later, a tall mountain appeared in front of them.
Lucio said loudly: "The main peak of the Pyrenees is ahead, and the competition venue is on the top of the mountain."
The height of the carriage increased again, flew around the mountain a few times, and finally stopped on the huge platform on the top of the mountain.
After getting out of the car, Scott looked at the majestic building similar to the ancient Colosseum in front of him, and asked Lucio, "Did this place originally exist?"
"Of course it's newly built." Lucio said proudly, "For the Triwizard Tournament."
"Beauxbatons is really rich," Fred muttered.
Lucio clapped his hands and said to others: "Students, you can enter the arena by yourself. If you walk from the auditorium, you will see the upward stairs."
He pointed in the direction.
"I need to lead Scott to the preparation room dedicated to the Warriors."
Scott took out the [Magic Mirror] and handed it to Fred, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll leave the live broadcast to you."
Afterwards, he followed Lucio into the interior of the building, and after passing through an underground corridor, he came to a huge stone room.
Fleur and Krum have arrived.
"It's here, someone will arrange for you later." Lucio said, "Then, let's fight hard."
Then, he waved his hand, turned and left.
"Hello."
Scott greeted the two people in the room, walked to the burning fireplace, and sat down on the sofa.
Facing his initiative to say hello, Krum just nodded lightly, and Fleur just forced a smile.
The faces of both of them were a little pale, obviously, they were very nervous.
After that, no one spoke, and the stone room quickly fell into silence.
After a while, Fu Rong suddenly asked, "You don't seem nervous at all?"
Scott turned to meet her gaze, knowing she was asking himself.
He smiled, "Because I believe in Professor Dumbledore, with him, my life will not be in danger. In short, no matter what happens, he can definitely save my life."
"Really?" Fu Rong's eyes were full of inquiry, "Then what about the competition?"
"It's just a competition, the most important thing is to participate." Scott continued to smile.
Hearing what he said, Fleur was full of surprise, and even the sullen Krum looked over in surprise.
"You represent the honor of Hogwarts," Fleur said sharply.
Scott shrugged, "Hogwarts has existed for 1000 years, and her reputation will not be affected by a Triwizard Tournament."
Fu Rong glanced at him disapprovingly, but didn't say anything more.
At that moment, Mr. Jolly entered with brisk steps.
"Oh, how are you, very good, all three are here!"
He walked to the open space between the three of them and stood still.
"Now I can tell you the content of the game."
Scott and the others looked up at him.
Mr. Jolly grinned.
"You need to break through the blockade of the two alchemy beasts, enter the control room, and press the switch that stops them from moving."
Alchemy beast?
Scott looked at Fleur.
Furong's face at the moment is definitely not pretty.
Scott immediately understood that the so-called alchemy beast must be difficult to deal with.
Without waiting for Scott to think more, Mr. Jolly went on to say: "Now let's decide the order in which the three of you will compete."
As he spoke, he took out a dice from his pocket.
"How about using the dice to decide?" he asked, "The one with the most points goes last, so who comes first?"
"I'll come first."
Krum stood up, took the dice from his hand, and threw it on the table.
The dice spun a few times, and finally stopped.
Mr. Jolly looked over his head. "Oh, three o'clock."
A smile appeared on Furong's face at the side.
She got up and walked over to pick up the dice and throw it on the table again.
After the dice spun a few times and stopped, Fu Rong's face instantly collapsed.
"Oh... one o'clock." Mr. Jolly announced regretfully.
Fu Rong didn't say a word, and walked back and down with a sullen face, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.
Mr. Jolly turned to Scott, "It's your turn, Mr. Trollope."
"Ok."
Scott got up and picked up the dice, tossed it, and threw it.
After a few seconds, the dice stopped at 5.
"5 points!"
Mr. Jolly yelled in surprise.
Both Fleur and Krum turned to look at Scott.
"Looks like I'm lucky."
Scott smiled and sat back on the sofa as well.
"Then, the order of the game is determined like this." Mr. Jolly put the dice back into his pocket. "Miss Delacour will play first, then Mr. Krum, and finally Mr. Trollope."
Scott and the three of them nodded.
"Then, please pay attention, when the game starts, there will be a voice to notify you."
Mr. Jolly explained, and then left the preparation room.
After he left, Fu Rong immediately stood up again, pacing back and forth nervously.
"Furong." Scott said, "What is Alchemy Beast, can you tell us about it?"
Fleur stopped, looked at Scott, and then at Krum.
She was a little impatient, but she still explained very quickly, "Alchemy beasts are monsters made with alchemy. They are known as Beauxbaton's strongest defense force. Although they are not real creatures, they are very strong. Dangerous, few wizards can defeat them alone."
"Thank you." Scott knew.
Krum also thanked him.
Fu Rong shook her head, with an uneasy expression on her face, and continued to walk up and down in a small area.
After a while, Scott heard Mr. Jolly's voice again.
Some kind of magic seemed to be used in the preparation room, and the high-pitched voice came from the ceiling above their heads, which sounded very clear.
"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Triwizard Tournament! Welcome to witness this grand event jointly organized by the French Ministry of Magic, Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, and Durmstrang!! "
Even though it was separated by thick walls, the deafening cheers and applause seemed to ring in Scott's ears.
Fu Rong, who was pacing, stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and began to breathe heavily.
"The game is about to start!"
Mr. Jolly's voice grew more and more excited.
"First of all, let's invite the famous alchemist, Professor Russell, who will be responsible for providing security for the warriors in our competition!"
Applause broke out again.
"Professor Russell?" Fu Rong exclaimed.
Almost instantly, her complexion immediately improved, and she was no longer restless as before.
She was overjoyed and said: "Now we don't need to worry about safety issues."
Scott asked in surprise, "You didn't know beforehand?"
"Of course I don't know!" Fleur said dissatisfiedly, "Professor Roselle never participated in any activities other than teaching. Haven't you noticed that he didn't attend the welcome dinner or the Halloween dinner of the Tournament?"
"That's right." Scott nodded.
"Very good, the venue has been set up!" Mr. Jolly's resonant voice came again, "Next, let us invite the first contestant to enter the field today with the warmest applause - the warrior from Beauxbatons, Fu Rongde Racourt!"
"Oh, I have to go!"
Fu Rong flicked her hair tied into a ponytail and walked outside.
"Come on," Scott said.
After a while, the applause and cheers sounded again, which meant that Furong had already entered the stage.
"Let's look forward to Miss Delacour's wonderful performance!"
Mr. Jolly began to comment on the game.
Probably because he didn't want Scott and Krum to guess what, his explanation was quite general.
"Oh! Dangerous! Too dangerous!"
"Wonderful! It's amazing!"
"Oh! I'm not sure it's wise to do so!"
"Oh...just a little bit! Watch out! Oh my god! I thought she'd passed!"
Both Scott and Krum listened blankly.
About half an hour later, Mr Jolly started screaming.
"Oh! Oh! What did I see! What did I see!"
"Did you see it?"
"She did it! She did it!"
"Congratulations, congratulations to our Beauxbaton warrior, Miss Delacour who is both witty, brave and beautiful! Please referees show your scores, oh, I am also a referee..."
In the stone room, Krum stood up abruptly.
"Good luck," Scott said.
Krum nodded, walked to the door and stood still.
Scott nestled comfortably on the sofa, watching his back.
At this time, Krum clenched his fists tightly and was taking a deep breath.
Soon, Furong's scoring session came to an end.
But Mr Chorley did not release her scores.
"Let us have a second contestant - Viktor Krum, the warrior from Durmstrang!"
Krum strode out the door.
Scott, who was nestled on the sofa, changed his posture.
"Let's get started, looking forward to your performance, Mr. Krum!"
Soon after, Mr. Jolly resumed his unqualified commentary.
"Oh! You want to..."
"Are you sure you want to do this? Are you sure?"
"My God, he's so brave!"
"Come on, Krum!"
Krum's race took less time than Fleur's, and after about 10 minutes, he managed to pass the race.
Scott got up from the sofa, straightened his robe, pulled out his wand, and held it in his hand.
He didn't have to wait long.
"...the third contestant is invited—the warrior from Hogwarts, Scott Trollope!"
At the sound of his name, Scott strode out of the preparation room, down a short, dimly lit corridor, and up the stairs to the sun.
When he walked into the field, bathed in the sun, he was almost drowned by applause and cheers from all directions.
Scott squinted his eyes, adjusted to the light, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.
There was an open space in front of him, and there were some large and small rocks scattered in the field.
Facing him in the distance stood a stone platform about a person's height, and there seemed to be a huge iron cage above the stone platform.
The door of the cage was open, and above it hung a wooden sign saying [CONTROL ROOM] in French and English.
It turned out to be the control room.
Scott identified his destination.
"Ready?" came Mr. Jolly's voice from behind.
Scott turned around and looked up. On the high platform behind him, the members of the referee team were all sitting there.
Scott nodded in that direction.
"Very good, the contestants are ready!" Mr. Jolly yelled, "Professor Russell, let's release the alchemy beast you have repaired!"
Click, click.
Suddenly, the stone wall on one side of the site cracked, revealing a huge doorway.
Heavy footsteps sounded, accompanied by the unique clang of metal.
Two behemoths crawled out from the door opening.
It's two huge griffins.
In other words, it was two steel monsters in the shape of a griffin.
After the two monsters climbed out of the doorway, they immediately spread their wings and flew up, landing around the stone platform where the control room was located.
Mr. Jolly's voice came from behind Scott again, "Come on, Mr. Trollope, I look forward to your performance!"
Scott smiled, and put the wand in his hand back into the wand sleeve in his skirt.
Mr. Jolly immediately started yelling, "Oh, what's he doing, he withdrew his wand! Did I read that right? Do the Hogwarts warriors want to abstain?"
Trollope ignored the boos around him because of the unreliable commentary, and completed the Animagus transformation in an instant.
Mr. Jolly immediately changed his tune. "It's the Animagus! He finished the Animagus! Oh my God! What a genius he is!"
Scott flew straight into the sky in the form of a peregrine falcon, ignoring all the noisy sounds around him, and flew towards the control room on the stone platform at a lightning speed.
Before the two griffins could react, he had already reached the stone platform.
However, just as he was about to fly directly into the control room, the two griffins finally started to attack——
They spread their wings and flew together, and the speed was unexpectedly fast.
Before Scott reached his destination, a griffin stopped at the door of the control room, and the other griffin rushed towards Scott fiercely.
Casting a huge shadow, the steel monster was undoubtedly many times larger than Scott's transformed peregrine falcon, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.
Although the speed of the griffin is very fast, the flying speed of the peregrine falcon is faster. Scott avoided the bite of the griffin with extremely light movements.
After passing by the Griffin, he turned around and flew back to the bottom of the stone platform, changed back into a human form at the fastest speed, and landed on a huge rock.
"Roar!"
The griffin that was actively pouncing and biting roared, started to attack, and chased after it.
Scott drew out his wand as fast as he could, waved it at the rock on one side, and chanted a spell.
The light of the transformation spell flashed, and the huge rock changed instantly.
A giant crow bathed in raging flames soared into the sky.
This fire crow was almost the same size as the two griffins, and it bravely flew towards the attacking griffins.
"Gah!"
The ugly cry of the fire crow resounded through the sky.
It quickly restrained the flames burning all over its body, and opened its mouth to spit out a hot line of fire.
The temperature of the fire wire was extremely high, and it seemed to be close to white.
At the same time, Scott swung his wand again at the rock on the other side.
Crash.
The sound of water sounded, and the huge sailfish wrapped in a giant water polo leaped high.
This swordfish was almost five meters long, and swam towards the stone platform wagging its head and tail.
Immediately afterwards, Scott put away his wand again, and flew into the sky in the form of a peregrine falcon.
(End of this chapter)
After a foggy and bustling alchemy class, the three of Scott returned to the tower and decisively changed their schedule.
According to Professor Roselle's suggestion, they reselected the Duran alchemy classroom where they would start with basic knowledge.
After the actual experience, they felt that they could finally understand.
Although it was a bit awkward for them to attend classes with Beauxbatons' third-year students, Professor Duran was a chubby old man who was very friendly and warm to their guests.
Obviously, this professor is willing to teach non-school students, and he and Professor Russell have the same views.
When Scott and the others finally got used to studying and living in Beauxbatons, the day of the first round of competition was quietly approaching.
A few days before the game, not to mention Scott himself, the companions around him began to get nervous one by one.
Fred and Roger tried their best to get acquainted with some of Beauxbaton's students and wanted to help him find out the specific content of the game.
And the others didn't give in too much.
Cedric searched everywhere for information on the past Triwizard Tournament, hoping to find some useful clues from the competition more than a hundred years ago.
Ethan and several others are always nervous, for fear that Scott will encounter an unknown attack before the game, and wish to be by Scott's side to protect him all the time.
Even a few Slytherins took part in this effort to protect him.
Several girls, such as Angelina and Caccini, always remind Scott to check carefully when he goes to eat, so as not to be drugged.
In the end, they all just ate Hogwarts house-elves in the Tower instead of Beauxbatons' dining room.
Scott, who was originally in a calm mood, was a little dumbfounded by their behavior, but he didn't refuse the kindness, and let them go.
The only good thing about this kind of behavior is that in the Hogwarts delegation, the students from the four major colleges really merged into one whole and achieved an unexpected unity.
Even Dumbledore was happy about it.
When Scott walks on Beauxbaton's campus, he is always accompanied by a large number of "bodyguards", which looks particularly cool.
This led students from the other two schools to organize themselves to protect their warriors.
In short, the competition has not yet started, and the students of the three schools have already rolled up.
It wasn't just members of the delegation who worked hard to support Scott as the game approached, but even Scott's friends who stayed at Hogwarts were also in action.
George sent a very long "paper" via [magic phone].
The content is a summary of various news from past Triwizard Tournaments.
Cedric was even happier than Scott when he saw this "paper."
According to George, many people contributed to this, and Eddie got the most information by using his expertise. For this reason, he even stayed in the office of the ghost professor Binns all afternoon.
Hermione also helped sort out some materials and wrote the "paper" with Eddie.
Even Harry and Ron went to the library and looked through books, although they only lasted half a day.
In addition to this "paper", Milton said that he had written a song to celebrate Scott's victory, and the classical music club had already started rehearsals, and they could perform on stage when they returned to Hogwarts to celebrate.
Luna said that she recently learned a magical magic ritual that would definitely bring Scott good luck.
These kindnesses are rare, and Scott specially thanked them one by one.
On November 11, the night before the game, Scott and his mates gathered in the tower common room to chat.
"Unfortunately," Fred said, "The events of the competition are absolutely confidential, and I haven't been able to find any useful clues."
Roger went on to say: "I didn't gain anything here, and the students in Beauxbatons didn't know about the competition. I asked Audrey and Ann in the seventh grade, and Belt, Katrin, and Sophie in the sixth grade... …and a few others, anyway...”
He shrugged his shoulders.
"If I heard correctly, the string of names in your mouth are all girls' names?" Caccini rolled his eyes, "Are you looking for news, or are you picking up girls?"
"Of course it's done at the same time. Getting to know the girl doesn't delay the inquiring of information. In other words, this is the way I inquire about the information." Roger said brazenly.
"Forget it if you can't find out. According to the old tradition, it's nothing more than fighting against dangerous magical animals, or breaking through levels." Scott said.
Although he still remembered that the first game of the Triwizard Tournament in the "Original Book" had to face the fire dragon, but now that the host has been changed to France, it may not be the same.
"Oh, you know what you're doing anyway," said Roger.
Thanksgiving, Thursday, November 11.
The day has finally come.
Early in the morning, when Scott came out of the dormitory, he found the rest of the Hogwarts delegation waiting in the common room.
When he appeared, all eyes were on him.
"There are a lot of people coming outside." Ethan turned his head and glanced out the window, "I mean, the spectators who came to watch the game have already begun to arrive."
The others also spoke in a hurry.
"Oh, Scott, are you all right?"
"I hope you're not nervous."
"Will your family come to the game?"
"Oh, it's okay, we will cheer for you!"
Scott didn't know whose question to answer for a moment.
"Okay, okay." Roger clapped his hands, "Let our warriors eat their fill before going on stage!"
"Please."
Fred put on a show and stretched out his hand to lead the way.
They came to the first floor happily, and the house elves had already prepared a hearty breakfast for them.
During the meal, everyone was urging Scott to eat more.
When Scott had eaten and drank, there was a knock on the gate of the tower.
Fred ran to open the door and found Lucio standing in the doorway.
"Good morning, Hogwarts guests."
Lucio stood in the doorway with a smile on his face.
"Because I am familiar with you, I was appointed by Madam Maxim as today's guide to lead you to the competition venue."
"Oh, we didn't see Dumbledore, has he gone to the field?" asked Fred.
"That's right, Professor Dumbledore is a member of the jury, and they have already gone there first," Lucio said.
"Let's go then." Scott got up.
They stepped out of the tower and followed Lucio over a grassy knoll to another, more expansive meadow.
A lot of wizards who came here for the competition had gathered here, and a row of powder blue carriages were parked in the middle of the grass.
The horses in charge of pulling the cart attracted the attention of Scott and all of them.
These horses were very tall, and each one was about the size of an elephant.They are golden in color, with silver mane, fiery red eyes, and a pair of snow-white wings.
"These are rune horses, a type of Pegasus," Lucio said. "Beauxbatons kept a herd of rune horses."
They walked to a carriage and looked up at the rune horse pulling the carriage.
"It's really beautiful."
"so cool!"
"If our family can raise a horse..."
Scott's companions all praised the horse aloud, unable to hide their love.
Lucio shrugged, "Ordinary people can't afford it, they only drink single malt whiskey."
He beckoned everyone to board the carriage.
There is plenty of room inside the wagon for all of them.
When everyone was seated, Lucio said, "Okay, it's time for us to go."
He stretched out his hand and tugged at a rope hanging from the carriage door.
ding ding dong...
The bell rang, and the rune horse pulling the cart immediately ran with huge hooves.
"Sit tight!" Lucio raised his voice, "We're going to take off!"
As soon as his words fell, the rune horse spread its wide wings and soared into the sky.
Amid the exclamation, everyone fell back in unison.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage they were riding in had already flown into the air, but soon stabilized.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window.
The weather on this day is very good, the Pyrenees is picturesque, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and also dilutes the tension caused by the arrival of the game.
About 10 minutes later, a tall mountain appeared in front of them.
Lucio said loudly: "The main peak of the Pyrenees is ahead, and the competition venue is on the top of the mountain."
The height of the carriage increased again, flew around the mountain a few times, and finally stopped on the huge platform on the top of the mountain.
After getting out of the car, Scott looked at the majestic building similar to the ancient Colosseum in front of him, and asked Lucio, "Did this place originally exist?"
"Of course it's newly built." Lucio said proudly, "For the Triwizard Tournament."
"Beauxbatons is really rich," Fred muttered.
Lucio clapped his hands and said to others: "Students, you can enter the arena by yourself. If you walk from the auditorium, you will see the upward stairs."
He pointed in the direction.
"I need to lead Scott to the preparation room dedicated to the Warriors."
Scott took out the [Magic Mirror] and handed it to Fred, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll leave the live broadcast to you."
Afterwards, he followed Lucio into the interior of the building, and after passing through an underground corridor, he came to a huge stone room.
Fleur and Krum have arrived.
"It's here, someone will arrange for you later." Lucio said, "Then, let's fight hard."
Then, he waved his hand, turned and left.
"Hello."
Scott greeted the two people in the room, walked to the burning fireplace, and sat down on the sofa.
Facing his initiative to say hello, Krum just nodded lightly, and Fleur just forced a smile.
The faces of both of them were a little pale, obviously, they were very nervous.
After that, no one spoke, and the stone room quickly fell into silence.
After a while, Fu Rong suddenly asked, "You don't seem nervous at all?"
Scott turned to meet her gaze, knowing she was asking himself.
He smiled, "Because I believe in Professor Dumbledore, with him, my life will not be in danger. In short, no matter what happens, he can definitely save my life."
"Really?" Fu Rong's eyes were full of inquiry, "Then what about the competition?"
"It's just a competition, the most important thing is to participate." Scott continued to smile.
Hearing what he said, Fleur was full of surprise, and even the sullen Krum looked over in surprise.
"You represent the honor of Hogwarts," Fleur said sharply.
Scott shrugged, "Hogwarts has existed for 1000 years, and her reputation will not be affected by a Triwizard Tournament."
Fu Rong glanced at him disapprovingly, but didn't say anything more.
At that moment, Mr. Jolly entered with brisk steps.
"Oh, how are you, very good, all three are here!"
He walked to the open space between the three of them and stood still.
"Now I can tell you the content of the game."
Scott and the others looked up at him.
Mr. Jolly grinned.
"You need to break through the blockade of the two alchemy beasts, enter the control room, and press the switch that stops them from moving."
Alchemy beast?
Scott looked at Fleur.
Furong's face at the moment is definitely not pretty.
Scott immediately understood that the so-called alchemy beast must be difficult to deal with.
Without waiting for Scott to think more, Mr. Jolly went on to say: "Now let's decide the order in which the three of you will compete."
As he spoke, he took out a dice from his pocket.
"How about using the dice to decide?" he asked, "The one with the most points goes last, so who comes first?"
"I'll come first."
Krum stood up, took the dice from his hand, and threw it on the table.
The dice spun a few times, and finally stopped.
Mr. Jolly looked over his head. "Oh, three o'clock."
A smile appeared on Furong's face at the side.
She got up and walked over to pick up the dice and throw it on the table again.
After the dice spun a few times and stopped, Fu Rong's face instantly collapsed.
"Oh... one o'clock." Mr. Jolly announced regretfully.
Fu Rong didn't say a word, and walked back and down with a sullen face, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.
Mr. Jolly turned to Scott, "It's your turn, Mr. Trollope."
"Ok."
Scott got up and picked up the dice, tossed it, and threw it.
After a few seconds, the dice stopped at 5.
"5 points!"
Mr. Jolly yelled in surprise.
Both Fleur and Krum turned to look at Scott.
"Looks like I'm lucky."
Scott smiled and sat back on the sofa as well.
"Then, the order of the game is determined like this." Mr. Jolly put the dice back into his pocket. "Miss Delacour will play first, then Mr. Krum, and finally Mr. Trollope."
Scott and the three of them nodded.
"Then, please pay attention, when the game starts, there will be a voice to notify you."
Mr. Jolly explained, and then left the preparation room.
After he left, Fu Rong immediately stood up again, pacing back and forth nervously.
"Furong." Scott said, "What is Alchemy Beast, can you tell us about it?"
Fleur stopped, looked at Scott, and then at Krum.
She was a little impatient, but she still explained very quickly, "Alchemy beasts are monsters made with alchemy. They are known as Beauxbaton's strongest defense force. Although they are not real creatures, they are very strong. Dangerous, few wizards can defeat them alone."
"Thank you." Scott knew.
Krum also thanked him.
Fu Rong shook her head, with an uneasy expression on her face, and continued to walk up and down in a small area.
After a while, Scott heard Mr. Jolly's voice again.
Some kind of magic seemed to be used in the preparation room, and the high-pitched voice came from the ceiling above their heads, which sounded very clear.
"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Triwizard Tournament! Welcome to witness this grand event jointly organized by the French Ministry of Magic, Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, and Durmstrang!! "
Even though it was separated by thick walls, the deafening cheers and applause seemed to ring in Scott's ears.
Fu Rong, who was pacing, stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and began to breathe heavily.
"The game is about to start!"
Mr. Jolly's voice grew more and more excited.
"First of all, let's invite the famous alchemist, Professor Russell, who will be responsible for providing security for the warriors in our competition!"
Applause broke out again.
"Professor Russell?" Fu Rong exclaimed.
Almost instantly, her complexion immediately improved, and she was no longer restless as before.
She was overjoyed and said: "Now we don't need to worry about safety issues."
Scott asked in surprise, "You didn't know beforehand?"
"Of course I don't know!" Fleur said dissatisfiedly, "Professor Roselle never participated in any activities other than teaching. Haven't you noticed that he didn't attend the welcome dinner or the Halloween dinner of the Tournament?"
"That's right." Scott nodded.
"Very good, the venue has been set up!" Mr. Jolly's resonant voice came again, "Next, let us invite the first contestant to enter the field today with the warmest applause - the warrior from Beauxbatons, Fu Rongde Racourt!"
"Oh, I have to go!"
Fu Rong flicked her hair tied into a ponytail and walked outside.
"Come on," Scott said.
After a while, the applause and cheers sounded again, which meant that Furong had already entered the stage.
"Let's look forward to Miss Delacour's wonderful performance!"
Mr. Jolly began to comment on the game.
Probably because he didn't want Scott and Krum to guess what, his explanation was quite general.
"Oh! Dangerous! Too dangerous!"
"Wonderful! It's amazing!"
"Oh! I'm not sure it's wise to do so!"
"Oh...just a little bit! Watch out! Oh my god! I thought she'd passed!"
Both Scott and Krum listened blankly.
About half an hour later, Mr Jolly started screaming.
"Oh! Oh! What did I see! What did I see!"
"Did you see it?"
"She did it! She did it!"
"Congratulations, congratulations to our Beauxbaton warrior, Miss Delacour who is both witty, brave and beautiful! Please referees show your scores, oh, I am also a referee..."
In the stone room, Krum stood up abruptly.
"Good luck," Scott said.
Krum nodded, walked to the door and stood still.
Scott nestled comfortably on the sofa, watching his back.
At this time, Krum clenched his fists tightly and was taking a deep breath.
Soon, Furong's scoring session came to an end.
But Mr Chorley did not release her scores.
"Let us have a second contestant - Viktor Krum, the warrior from Durmstrang!"
Krum strode out the door.
Scott, who was nestled on the sofa, changed his posture.
"Let's get started, looking forward to your performance, Mr. Krum!"
Soon after, Mr. Jolly resumed his unqualified commentary.
"Oh! You want to..."
"Are you sure you want to do this? Are you sure?"
"My God, he's so brave!"
"Come on, Krum!"
Krum's race took less time than Fleur's, and after about 10 minutes, he managed to pass the race.
Scott got up from the sofa, straightened his robe, pulled out his wand, and held it in his hand.
He didn't have to wait long.
"...the third contestant is invited—the warrior from Hogwarts, Scott Trollope!"
At the sound of his name, Scott strode out of the preparation room, down a short, dimly lit corridor, and up the stairs to the sun.
When he walked into the field, bathed in the sun, he was almost drowned by applause and cheers from all directions.
Scott squinted his eyes, adjusted to the light, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.
There was an open space in front of him, and there were some large and small rocks scattered in the field.
Facing him in the distance stood a stone platform about a person's height, and there seemed to be a huge iron cage above the stone platform.
The door of the cage was open, and above it hung a wooden sign saying [CONTROL ROOM] in French and English.
It turned out to be the control room.
Scott identified his destination.
"Ready?" came Mr. Jolly's voice from behind.
Scott turned around and looked up. On the high platform behind him, the members of the referee team were all sitting there.
Scott nodded in that direction.
"Very good, the contestants are ready!" Mr. Jolly yelled, "Professor Russell, let's release the alchemy beast you have repaired!"
Click, click.
Suddenly, the stone wall on one side of the site cracked, revealing a huge doorway.
Heavy footsteps sounded, accompanied by the unique clang of metal.
Two behemoths crawled out from the door opening.
It's two huge griffins.
In other words, it was two steel monsters in the shape of a griffin.
After the two monsters climbed out of the doorway, they immediately spread their wings and flew up, landing around the stone platform where the control room was located.
Mr. Jolly's voice came from behind Scott again, "Come on, Mr. Trollope, I look forward to your performance!"
Scott smiled, and put the wand in his hand back into the wand sleeve in his skirt.
Mr. Jolly immediately started yelling, "Oh, what's he doing, he withdrew his wand! Did I read that right? Do the Hogwarts warriors want to abstain?"
Trollope ignored the boos around him because of the unreliable commentary, and completed the Animagus transformation in an instant.
Mr. Jolly immediately changed his tune. "It's the Animagus! He finished the Animagus! Oh my God! What a genius he is!"
Scott flew straight into the sky in the form of a peregrine falcon, ignoring all the noisy sounds around him, and flew towards the control room on the stone platform at a lightning speed.
Before the two griffins could react, he had already reached the stone platform.
However, just as he was about to fly directly into the control room, the two griffins finally started to attack——
They spread their wings and flew together, and the speed was unexpectedly fast.
Before Scott reached his destination, a griffin stopped at the door of the control room, and the other griffin rushed towards Scott fiercely.
Casting a huge shadow, the steel monster was undoubtedly many times larger than Scott's transformed peregrine falcon, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.
Although the speed of the griffin is very fast, the flying speed of the peregrine falcon is faster. Scott avoided the bite of the griffin with extremely light movements.
After passing by the Griffin, he turned around and flew back to the bottom of the stone platform, changed back into a human form at the fastest speed, and landed on a huge rock.
"Roar!"
The griffin that was actively pouncing and biting roared, started to attack, and chased after it.
Scott drew out his wand as fast as he could, waved it at the rock on one side, and chanted a spell.
The light of the transformation spell flashed, and the huge rock changed instantly.
A giant crow bathed in raging flames soared into the sky.
This fire crow was almost the same size as the two griffins, and it bravely flew towards the attacking griffins.
"Gah!"
The ugly cry of the fire crow resounded through the sky.
It quickly restrained the flames burning all over its body, and opened its mouth to spit out a hot line of fire.
The temperature of the fire wire was extremely high, and it seemed to be close to white.
At the same time, Scott swung his wand again at the rock on the other side.
Crash.
The sound of water sounded, and the huge sailfish wrapped in a giant water polo leaped high.
This swordfish was almost five meters long, and swam towards the stone platform wagging its head and tail.
Immediately afterwards, Scott put away his wand again, and flew into the sky in the form of a peregrine falcon.
(End of this chapter)
