Chapter 200 Games (1)
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 200 Game ([-])
The door of the staff lounge opened slowly amidst creaking noises. The little wizards who were still a little restless at this moment kept eerily quiet. room, silently exchanging disturbed glances.
Just like last time, this is another house that Professor Brian used magic to expand the space, but this time, he did it even more.
Different from the outside of the castle where the storm was raging, the lounge that had turned into an endless swamp was only covered with misty light rain, and the sky was a drowsy dark yellow, gloomy In the space, cloud clusters resembling ghosts or skeletons fluttered around.
It's still a familiar recipe, and it's still a familiar taste!
With a creak, when the wooden door closed, apart from the faint, eerie and mysterious rustling sound from the swamp, the little wizards who could only hear their own heartbeat and breathing had this idea in their minds.
"Professor Blaine—"
The little wizards huddled on the only small piece of solid land at the door. Among the crowd, the courtyard flower of Gryffindor College, an Indian girl with long black hair——Parvati Patil tremblingly raised her hand ,
"What do we all need to do?"
"first--"
Amosta cleared his throat and smiled happily,
"Who can tell me what kind of magical animal Hinkpunk is?"
"The Hincklepunk is a one-legged, weak monster that likes to lurk in the mud or swamps of remote areas, casting a misleading light to lure hikers into traps!"
When Hermione raised her hand, strings of answers came out of her mouth.
"Sounds like it's not very dangerous?"
Ron muttered softly, and Harry, who thought about it carefully, nodded hesitantly.
"Excellent as always, Miss Granger, I'll give Gryffindor five points!" After Hermione retracted her hands in full spirit, Amosta pointed to the invisible smoke shrouded in front of her, and the sparsely charred tower stood tall. Wooden Swamp said with a smile,
"Then it's pretty obvious what we're going to do, Miss Patil—"
Amosta waved his magic wand, and rows of exquisite oak boats suddenly appeared beside the embankment in front of everyone.
"As usual, teams from the same college, in groups of two, take a boat across this swamp. This is a contest between colleges. The first person to reach the opposite bank will win fifty points for his college, and the one who loses One side will be very selfless in contributing precious down time to clean up the owl shed for us!"
In an inter-collegiate match, the loser cleans up the owl's droppings? !
Hey!
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became anxious, and no one needed to organize it. The little wizards of Slytherin and Gryffindor were clearly divided into two groups, and they competed with each other!
"Say hello to those flat-haired bastards for me, Potter!" Malfoy possessed a fighting spirit in an instant, grinning his teeth and turned on the taunt mode, "I think you must be very good at these low-spirited jobs, right!"
"It's you who should be worried, Malfoy!" Harry replied to Malfoy without showing any weakness, "You can't find house elves to help you wash and brush at Hogwarts!"
"But!"
Amidst the din, Hermione raised her hand again,
"What does that have to do with our curriculum, Professor Blaine?"
"Very good question, Miss Granger," Amosta looked at her appreciatively, and after quieting the little wizards with a light cough, he continued,
"I have arranged some whirlpools and quagmires in this swamp. They are obstacles on your way forward. There will be a Sinkpunk living in each quagmire. Be careful of the seductive brilliance they emit. Once you fall into Mire, which means that you automatically lose the qualifications for the competition."
"if."
Neville looked at the long and narrow oak boat uneasily, and raised his hand tremblingly, "What if we fall into the water, Professor Bryan?"
"If you fall into the water." Amosta looked at Neville with great regret, "then I can only say sorry, Mr. Longbottom, you probably can only stay in the school hospital for two days."
As soon as these words came out, the few little wizards who were standing on the embankment poking their heads back all of a sudden.
At the beginning, Amosta did not interfere with the little wizards choosing their own teammates, but looking at the long and narrow boats floating on the water, all the little wizards hoped to form a team with their thin companions, and they made a fuss for a while , and there was no confirmed result. In the end, he had to do it himself.
Harry and Hermione teamed up, Seamus ran into Lavender, and Neville and Dean got together.
"professor!"
Patil, who somehow got on the same boat with Ron, stared at Ron's red hair in horror, and protested loudly, "Can I ask for another teammate? Professor Trelawney told me to be careful of red-haired boys!"
"In my place, those nonsense things won't work, Miss Patil."
Amosta ruthlessly rejected Patil's request. In the end, he glanced at Malfoy who was explaining something to the nearby Slytherin students with a smirk on his face, and smiled slightly,
"Just a reminder, folks, I don't want to see you hitting each other with wands. Good luck, ladies and gentlemen!"
The moment the wand was waved, a thick white mist suddenly enveloped everyone, and their consciousness became hazy. After waiting for the cloud and smoke to clear, Harry and Hermione suddenly found that Professor Brian and his classmates who were by their side They had all disappeared, and their boat stood motionless in the middle of the mirror-like water.
There is no wind on all sides, but the silk-like smoke on the left and right sides is slowly rolling into various strange shapes under the action of mysterious power, showing horror and gloom in the quiet.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other, but after a few seconds, Hermione looked away angrily, and turned her gaze to the direction of the bow,
"Are you all right, Hermione?"
Harry scratched his cheek, looking a little embarrassed.
However, Hermione heard a hint of apology from Harry's slightly clumsy greeting. Her shoulders moved, and a hidden curve appeared at the corner of her mouth. When she turned around again, her tone was much calmer.
"We'll talk about Banban's matter later, Harry, what we should consider now is how to get through this swamp."
"Oh, that's it!"
Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and happily agreed. His eyes wandered around in this grotesque world, wondering where Professor Brian had seen the eerie scene. Finally, he looked at the bow of the ship. the rudder, shrugging his shoulders and saying
"I thought this boat would move on its own, just like the boat that ferried us across the Black Lake in the first grade. Could it be that Professor Brian asked us to row the boat by ourselves, but I didn't see where the oars are?"
"Stop being silly, Harry."
Hermione said calmly, she carefully fiddled with the lower disc-shaped rudder, and the stationary boat under her feet immediately swayed a few times in the direction of the rudder swing, and Hermione was caught off guard, and Hermione was almost thrown out of the cabin.
"Oh, be careful!"
Harry grabbed Hermione's arm and stabilized his body with excellent balance.
"It looks like—"
Hermione, whose face was pale, patted her chest and said in shock, "This ship can indeed move by itself, but it needs a special method."
The long and narrow boat like a leaf can be seen at a glance. Except for the rudder at the bow, there are only two wooden hemispheres that look like decorations at the stern where the sides meet.
Harry blinked, and took two steps with difficulty to the stern, instinctively reaching for the bulge on the right with his hand.
"Be careful, Harry—" Hermione reminded worriedly.
"We can't just stand around, Hermione." Harry said indifferently, he motioned Hermione to squat down, and reached for the wooden ball again.
hum!
The moment the palms came into contact, a tingling sensation similar to a mosquito bite made Harry frowned slightly. Immediately afterwards, the slightly cold wooden ball glowed faintly, and a mysterious suction suddenly came from it.
"This thing—"
Harry withdrew his hand, and said in a daze, "It seems to be absorbing my eh, magic power?"
"Harry!"
Harry, who was staring at his palm in astonishment, suddenly heard Hermione's tense voice. He suddenly raised his head, just in time to catch a glimpse of a magic shield covering the hull emitting a white halo that was fading rapidly. Seconds later, it completely dissipated in the air.
After 2 minutes, they finally figured out how the ship works.
The rudder at the bow is obviously used to control the direction; the two hemispheres at the stern, the one on the left, control the progress of the oak boat, and the one on the right activates a magic shield that protects the hull, but this Both wooden balls will absorb their magic power, which means that they must take turns as the boat travels.
Swallowing nervously, Hermione firmly grasped the sides of the rudder, turned her head and gave Harry a look.
After humming slightly, the oak boat finally moved forward.
(End of this chapter)
The door of the staff lounge opened slowly amidst creaking noises. The little wizards who were still a little restless at this moment kept eerily quiet. room, silently exchanging disturbed glances.
Just like last time, this is another house that Professor Brian used magic to expand the space, but this time, he did it even more.
Different from the outside of the castle where the storm was raging, the lounge that had turned into an endless swamp was only covered with misty light rain, and the sky was a drowsy dark yellow, gloomy In the space, cloud clusters resembling ghosts or skeletons fluttered around.
It's still a familiar recipe, and it's still a familiar taste!
With a creak, when the wooden door closed, apart from the faint, eerie and mysterious rustling sound from the swamp, the little wizards who could only hear their own heartbeat and breathing had this idea in their minds.
"Professor Blaine—"
The little wizards huddled on the only small piece of solid land at the door. Among the crowd, the courtyard flower of Gryffindor College, an Indian girl with long black hair——Parvati Patil tremblingly raised her hand ,
"What do we all need to do?"
"first--"
Amosta cleared his throat and smiled happily,
"Who can tell me what kind of magical animal Hinkpunk is?"
"The Hincklepunk is a one-legged, weak monster that likes to lurk in the mud or swamps of remote areas, casting a misleading light to lure hikers into traps!"
When Hermione raised her hand, strings of answers came out of her mouth.
"Sounds like it's not very dangerous?"
Ron muttered softly, and Harry, who thought about it carefully, nodded hesitantly.
"Excellent as always, Miss Granger, I'll give Gryffindor five points!" After Hermione retracted her hands in full spirit, Amosta pointed to the invisible smoke shrouded in front of her, and the sparsely charred tower stood tall. Wooden Swamp said with a smile,
"Then it's pretty obvious what we're going to do, Miss Patil—"
Amosta waved his magic wand, and rows of exquisite oak boats suddenly appeared beside the embankment in front of everyone.
"As usual, teams from the same college, in groups of two, take a boat across this swamp. This is a contest between colleges. The first person to reach the opposite bank will win fifty points for his college, and the one who loses One side will be very selfless in contributing precious down time to clean up the owl shed for us!"
In an inter-collegiate match, the loser cleans up the owl's droppings? !
Hey!
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became anxious, and no one needed to organize it. The little wizards of Slytherin and Gryffindor were clearly divided into two groups, and they competed with each other!
"Say hello to those flat-haired bastards for me, Potter!" Malfoy possessed a fighting spirit in an instant, grinning his teeth and turned on the taunt mode, "I think you must be very good at these low-spirited jobs, right!"
"It's you who should be worried, Malfoy!" Harry replied to Malfoy without showing any weakness, "You can't find house elves to help you wash and brush at Hogwarts!"
"But!"
Amidst the din, Hermione raised her hand again,
"What does that have to do with our curriculum, Professor Blaine?"
"Very good question, Miss Granger," Amosta looked at her appreciatively, and after quieting the little wizards with a light cough, he continued,
"I have arranged some whirlpools and quagmires in this swamp. They are obstacles on your way forward. There will be a Sinkpunk living in each quagmire. Be careful of the seductive brilliance they emit. Once you fall into Mire, which means that you automatically lose the qualifications for the competition."
"if."
Neville looked at the long and narrow oak boat uneasily, and raised his hand tremblingly, "What if we fall into the water, Professor Bryan?"
"If you fall into the water." Amosta looked at Neville with great regret, "then I can only say sorry, Mr. Longbottom, you probably can only stay in the school hospital for two days."
As soon as these words came out, the few little wizards who were standing on the embankment poking their heads back all of a sudden.
At the beginning, Amosta did not interfere with the little wizards choosing their own teammates, but looking at the long and narrow boats floating on the water, all the little wizards hoped to form a team with their thin companions, and they made a fuss for a while , and there was no confirmed result. In the end, he had to do it himself.
Harry and Hermione teamed up, Seamus ran into Lavender, and Neville and Dean got together.
"professor!"
Patil, who somehow got on the same boat with Ron, stared at Ron's red hair in horror, and protested loudly, "Can I ask for another teammate? Professor Trelawney told me to be careful of red-haired boys!"
"In my place, those nonsense things won't work, Miss Patil."
Amosta ruthlessly rejected Patil's request. In the end, he glanced at Malfoy who was explaining something to the nearby Slytherin students with a smirk on his face, and smiled slightly,
"Just a reminder, folks, I don't want to see you hitting each other with wands. Good luck, ladies and gentlemen!"
The moment the wand was waved, a thick white mist suddenly enveloped everyone, and their consciousness became hazy. After waiting for the cloud and smoke to clear, Harry and Hermione suddenly found that Professor Brian and his classmates who were by their side They had all disappeared, and their boat stood motionless in the middle of the mirror-like water.
There is no wind on all sides, but the silk-like smoke on the left and right sides is slowly rolling into various strange shapes under the action of mysterious power, showing horror and gloom in the quiet.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other, but after a few seconds, Hermione looked away angrily, and turned her gaze to the direction of the bow,
"Are you all right, Hermione?"
Harry scratched his cheek, looking a little embarrassed.
However, Hermione heard a hint of apology from Harry's slightly clumsy greeting. Her shoulders moved, and a hidden curve appeared at the corner of her mouth. When she turned around again, her tone was much calmer.
"We'll talk about Banban's matter later, Harry, what we should consider now is how to get through this swamp."
"Oh, that's it!"
Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and happily agreed. His eyes wandered around in this grotesque world, wondering where Professor Brian had seen the eerie scene. Finally, he looked at the bow of the ship. the rudder, shrugging his shoulders and saying
"I thought this boat would move on its own, just like the boat that ferried us across the Black Lake in the first grade. Could it be that Professor Brian asked us to row the boat by ourselves, but I didn't see where the oars are?"
"Stop being silly, Harry."
Hermione said calmly, she carefully fiddled with the lower disc-shaped rudder, and the stationary boat under her feet immediately swayed a few times in the direction of the rudder swing, and Hermione was caught off guard, and Hermione was almost thrown out of the cabin.
"Oh, be careful!"
Harry grabbed Hermione's arm and stabilized his body with excellent balance.
"It looks like—"
Hermione, whose face was pale, patted her chest and said in shock, "This ship can indeed move by itself, but it needs a special method."
The long and narrow boat like a leaf can be seen at a glance. Except for the rudder at the bow, there are only two wooden hemispheres that look like decorations at the stern where the sides meet.
Harry blinked, and took two steps with difficulty to the stern, instinctively reaching for the bulge on the right with his hand.
"Be careful, Harry—" Hermione reminded worriedly.
"We can't just stand around, Hermione." Harry said indifferently, he motioned Hermione to squat down, and reached for the wooden ball again.
hum!
The moment the palms came into contact, a tingling sensation similar to a mosquito bite made Harry frowned slightly. Immediately afterwards, the slightly cold wooden ball glowed faintly, and a mysterious suction suddenly came from it.
"This thing—"
Harry withdrew his hand, and said in a daze, "It seems to be absorbing my eh, magic power?"
"Harry!"
Harry, who was staring at his palm in astonishment, suddenly heard Hermione's tense voice. He suddenly raised his head, just in time to catch a glimpse of a magic shield covering the hull emitting a white halo that was fading rapidly. Seconds later, it completely dissipated in the air.
After 2 minutes, they finally figured out how the ship works.
The rudder at the bow is obviously used to control the direction; the two hemispheres at the stern, the one on the left, control the progress of the oak boat, and the one on the right activates a magic shield that protects the hull, but this Both wooden balls will absorb their magic power, which means that they must take turns as the boat travels.
Swallowing nervously, Hermione firmly grasped the sides of the rudder, turned her head and gave Harry a look.
After humming slightly, the oak boat finally moved forward.
(End of this chapter)
