Chapter 681 Pre-match preparation
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Rui Chen 3499
Bagman actually felt a little tired, but he had to read these rules in accordance with the regulations, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to smash his mouth.
After reading the various restrictions about Hogwarts Castle, he crumpled the parchment into a ball and cast the Clear Water Charm to moisten his throat.
"We have all witnessed the efforts made by the Warriors in the first two rounds, so now it is time to reap the rewards!"
Hearing this, the students of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons immediately raised their heads and recovered a lot.
Only Durmstrang's impostors were lethargic. They performed steadily in the first two events and maintained the bottom "excellent" results. No benefits came to them.
"According to the traditional rules of the Triwizard Tournament, the order in which the warriors enter the castle is determined by the rankings in the first two events."
"Hogwarts, currently ranked No. 1, will set off first; Beauxbatons, ranked second, will set off in 15 minutes; Durmstrang will have to wait for half an hour."
"The entire Hogwarts Castle has been expanded, and the area on the first floor alone is unimaginable. All the warriors who set out will be scattered to every corner of the castle."
"You need to find the corresponding key fragments through the exploration of the maze. Only by joining the key fragments can you open the door to the second floor, and so on..."
Bagman rambled on for a long time. The students listened very carefully to these contents that were directly related to the competition.
There were footsteps outside the tent, and a slovenly wizard wearing peacock blue robes and an unshaven beard walked in.
"Eric, what's the matter?" Bagman called the wizard's name familiarly, "I've finished explaining the rules here, and the game can start at any time."
Eric yawned, "Minister Crouch said that the third project should be more formal, so the warriors have to go out and show themselves in front of the audience."
"It's really official!" Bagman nodded, "The one in your hand... is for the warriors?"
"That's right!" Eric shook the sack in his hand, "This is a door key. You can smash it when you are in danger, and you can leave the castle directly, but you can't enter the castle again. "
"Is there such a good thing?" Fred and George looked at each other with a smile on their lips.
"By the way! This portkey also has restrictions. It's not that easy to take advantage of it!" Eric and the Weasley twins seemed to know each other, and added slightly teasingly.
"If you hold the Triwizard Trophy in your hand, as long as you smash the portkey, your people will leave the castle, the trophy will stay in place, and the current location will be announced through the portkey."
"Tsk...have you been seen through?" The Weasley twins shook their heads with regret.
"There are so many functions?" Bagman exclaimed in surprise, "Does this sack of yours have a traceless stretching spell? It seems that to realize so many functions, this magic prop is not light!"
"This is a new era!" Eric finally became more energetic. "This is a new type of magic prop made through Yi Shu. It was made by Mr. Konno himself..."
Durmstrang's impostors immediately yelled and interrupted Eric loudly, "Is it that Konno thing? We don't need it! We want to protest!"
Bagman immediately frowned, pouted and wanted to say something.
But Eric was much faster than him and took out a note directly from his pocket, "Mr. Konno realized this, so he asked me to bring you some words."
"Ahem..." He put down the sack, spread out the note, and coughed twice.
"Those Durmstrang dogs, I have no interest in making props for them. If they want to make trouble, just tell those dogs all these words..."
"How can he still curse!" Durmstrang's impostors were indignant and interrupted Eric again.
"We want to protest! This is a complete insult! Is this how you do things at Hogwarts? Is this your school spirit?"
Eric didn't seem to hear the cursing words, and continued to read in a very steady tone: "Those bastards are going to complain if they want to go!"
"Anyway, they went to the Ministry of Magic to mourn last time. Otherwise, how could they maintain Hogwarts Castle properly with so many restrictions?"
"I'm too lazy to serve those bitches. If they like competition, just compete. If they don't, just get out! An English Ministry of Magic can't make any splash for me."
"That's about it." Eric put the note back together, then opened the sack, and there was a tattered cloth bag inside.
He handed the bag into Bagman's hands, "Director Bagman, please help me distribute this... to the warriors of Durmstrang."
"Oh, okay! I'm happy to help!" Bagman responded and untied the bag.
Inside are iron boxes that look like belts. They look a bit bulky. Although they don't have much impact on activities, they also make the body less flexible.
What Eric distributed to Hogwarts and Beauxbatons were exquisite-looking watches one after another.
The wristband seemed to be made of dragon skin, and there seemed to be a faint golden-red halo flowing around it.
The size of the dial is about the same as the bottom of a mug, and the whole body is pure black, as transparent as black crystal.
Durmstrang's impostors gritted their teeth and looked at the iron box on their waists, feeling more and more that this iron box was extremely ugly...
"There is something at the bottom..." Eric reached into the bottom of the sack and fished out another piece of paper.
Fred and George came over immediately and asked repeatedly: "Eric, what was written on this note? Is it a scolding of Durmstrang? The kind that won't pass the trial!"
"That's not true." Eric spread out the note and glanced at it hurriedly, "I just want you to compete well. It's quite long and you can see that you put a lot of effort into it..."
"Let me see!" Fred and George couldn't wait to reach out and wave to Eric.
"Give! Give! Give!"
They got the note as they wished and immediately read out the content on it, "I have seen your efforts during this period. No matter what the result of the game is, you are already the winner."
"Play your best and put all your talent and effort into it. Regardless of the outcome of the game, you can all be proud to say I gave it my best."
"Effort and persistence are a kind of victory in themselves. Enjoy the game! You are my pride. I wish you shine in the game. Regardless of victory or defeat, you can continue to move forward with a firm pace. Come on, fight for the belief in your heart. war!"
After reading the various restrictions about Hogwarts Castle, he crumpled the parchment into a ball and cast the Clear Water Charm to moisten his throat.
"We have all witnessed the efforts made by the Warriors in the first two rounds, so now it is time to reap the rewards!"
Hearing this, the students of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons immediately raised their heads and recovered a lot.
Only Durmstrang's impostors were lethargic. They performed steadily in the first two events and maintained the bottom "excellent" results. No benefits came to them.
"According to the traditional rules of the Triwizard Tournament, the order in which the warriors enter the castle is determined by the rankings in the first two events."
"Hogwarts, currently ranked No. 1, will set off first; Beauxbatons, ranked second, will set off in 15 minutes; Durmstrang will have to wait for half an hour."
"The entire Hogwarts Castle has been expanded, and the area on the first floor alone is unimaginable. All the warriors who set out will be scattered to every corner of the castle."
"You need to find the corresponding key fragments through the exploration of the maze. Only by joining the key fragments can you open the door to the second floor, and so on..."
Bagman rambled on for a long time. The students listened very carefully to these contents that were directly related to the competition.
There were footsteps outside the tent, and a slovenly wizard wearing peacock blue robes and an unshaven beard walked in.
"Eric, what's the matter?" Bagman called the wizard's name familiarly, "I've finished explaining the rules here, and the game can start at any time."
Eric yawned, "Minister Crouch said that the third project should be more formal, so the warriors have to go out and show themselves in front of the audience."
"It's really official!" Bagman nodded, "The one in your hand... is for the warriors?"
"That's right!" Eric shook the sack in his hand, "This is a door key. You can smash it when you are in danger, and you can leave the castle directly, but you can't enter the castle again. "
"Is there such a good thing?" Fred and George looked at each other with a smile on their lips.
"By the way! This portkey also has restrictions. It's not that easy to take advantage of it!" Eric and the Weasley twins seemed to know each other, and added slightly teasingly.
"If you hold the Triwizard Trophy in your hand, as long as you smash the portkey, your people will leave the castle, the trophy will stay in place, and the current location will be announced through the portkey."
"Tsk...have you been seen through?" The Weasley twins shook their heads with regret.
"There are so many functions?" Bagman exclaimed in surprise, "Does this sack of yours have a traceless stretching spell? It seems that to realize so many functions, this magic prop is not light!"
"This is a new era!" Eric finally became more energetic. "This is a new type of magic prop made through Yi Shu. It was made by Mr. Konno himself..."
Durmstrang's impostors immediately yelled and interrupted Eric loudly, "Is it that Konno thing? We don't need it! We want to protest!"
Bagman immediately frowned, pouted and wanted to say something.
But Eric was much faster than him and took out a note directly from his pocket, "Mr. Konno realized this, so he asked me to bring you some words."
"Ahem..." He put down the sack, spread out the note, and coughed twice.
"Those Durmstrang dogs, I have no interest in making props for them. If they want to make trouble, just tell those dogs all these words..."
"How can he still curse!" Durmstrang's impostors were indignant and interrupted Eric again.
"We want to protest! This is a complete insult! Is this how you do things at Hogwarts? Is this your school spirit?"
Eric didn't seem to hear the cursing words, and continued to read in a very steady tone: "Those bastards are going to complain if they want to go!"
"Anyway, they went to the Ministry of Magic to mourn last time. Otherwise, how could they maintain Hogwarts Castle properly with so many restrictions?"
"I'm too lazy to serve those bitches. If they like competition, just compete. If they don't, just get out! An English Ministry of Magic can't make any splash for me."
"That's about it." Eric put the note back together, then opened the sack, and there was a tattered cloth bag inside.
He handed the bag into Bagman's hands, "Director Bagman, please help me distribute this... to the warriors of Durmstrang."
"Oh, okay! I'm happy to help!" Bagman responded and untied the bag.
Inside are iron boxes that look like belts. They look a bit bulky. Although they don't have much impact on activities, they also make the body less flexible.
What Eric distributed to Hogwarts and Beauxbatons were exquisite-looking watches one after another.
The wristband seemed to be made of dragon skin, and there seemed to be a faint golden-red halo flowing around it.
The size of the dial is about the same as the bottom of a mug, and the whole body is pure black, as transparent as black crystal.
Durmstrang's impostors gritted their teeth and looked at the iron box on their waists, feeling more and more that this iron box was extremely ugly...
"There is something at the bottom..." Eric reached into the bottom of the sack and fished out another piece of paper.
Fred and George came over immediately and asked repeatedly: "Eric, what was written on this note? Is it a scolding of Durmstrang? The kind that won't pass the trial!"
"That's not true." Eric spread out the note and glanced at it hurriedly, "I just want you to compete well. It's quite long and you can see that you put a lot of effort into it..."
"Let me see!" Fred and George couldn't wait to reach out and wave to Eric.
"Give! Give! Give!"
They got the note as they wished and immediately read out the content on it, "I have seen your efforts during this period. No matter what the result of the game is, you are already the winner."
"Play your best and put all your talent and effort into it. Regardless of the outcome of the game, you can all be proud to say I gave it my best."
"Effort and persistence are a kind of victory in themselves. Enjoy the game! You are my pride. I wish you shine in the game. Regardless of victory or defeat, you can continue to move forward with a firm pace. Come on, fight for the belief in your heart. war!"
