Chapter 973: who's trick

The duel on the stage is still going on. The wizards who dare to participate in the duel competition will not be too weak. As long as the competition does not appear one-sided, the duel competition is still quite exciting and worth the ticket price.

Warm cheers spread throughout the stadium, especially every time a dark wizard was defeated, the scene would be particularly frenetic, and it was almost impossible to call someone to kill the dark wizard directly on the spot.

Of course, those who can become dark wizards and dare to participate are usually not weak. Most of the dark wizards have bounties on them, and there are very few unlucky ones who will be eliminated in the first round.

After all, after the game is over, it is easy to be targeted by bounty hunters or Aurors, and put yourself in.

After defeating his opponent, Albert returned to the waiting room for players in District 3, and also needed to conduct a second round of draws to determine the order of appearances in the second round.

As for the losers, they have already left the stadium through another channel. If they have not purchased tickets, they have to leave the stadium directly.

Wanting to prostitute for nothing is naturally not such a good thing.

Albert threw the previous number into the box aside, his new number was 56, I am afraid it will take a long time.

Unfortunately, the contestants could not leave the stadium to watch the game temporarily, so Albert could only wait patiently in the waiting room for the second round to start.

To be honest, it was pretty boring while waiting.

Albert bought a magazine, and under the cover of reading the newspaper, got in touch with the house-elves outside to find out the current situation.

No Death Eaters have been found.

As for the list of Death Eaters, it was naturally provided by enthusiastic members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Aware that someone was looking at him, Albert folded his fingers down the top of the newspaper, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction he was being peeped in. He saw a black witch looking at him in surprise, as if surprised that the young Albert , was able to pass the first round.

Everyone can't watch other people's games, and they are not very clear about the situation of other players.

I was surprised that Albert was definitely not the only black witch who was young. There was no way. Being too young meant that he had just graduated or was still in school. Wizards who had not experienced social experience were more naive, and such opponents were usually better than other players.

A few more witches cast curious glances, and Albert even saw a few faces from the East. After all, it was an international wizarding duel competition, and it was not surprising that wizards from all over the world came to participate.

Just when Albert was going to continue reading the newspaper to pass the time,

A witch who also looked very young approached to talk to her. She used Japanese, but also Spanish and English. She tried to communicate with Albert, but Albert smiled and spoke to the other party in French.

The other party pointed to the Spanish newspaper in his hand, obviously not believing that Albert, who could read the newspaper, could not understand Spanish.

Albert put down the newspaper, revealing a French edition of the magazine.

In front of the witch, she spread her arms helplessly and continued to read the contents of the magazine.

"Aren't the newspapers and magazines here in Spanish and English?"

The witch grumbled in confusion.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer wizards in the player lounge in District 3. The first round took nearly three hours, and it was still in rotation all the time.

Albert was a little skeptical that he would be able to pass through three rounds of elimination before dawn.

The only good news was probably that there were no traces of Death Eaters. Everything seemed to be calm, but Albert did not let his guard down. He went to buy himself a refreshing drink prepared by the tournament party for the players. It is literally several times more expensive than the outside world. Many people scolded and pinched the ground, but they still paid for it, so as not to be sleepy and affect the subsequent games.

When No. 54 and No. 55 left through the player passage, Albert knew that it was his turn. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands and wand, and waited by the passage.

His opponent was a slightly bald wizard with a gloomy aura all over his body. This guy's gloomy eyes made Albert's expression strange. .

It seems...

Albert suspected that he had won the lottery, and the guy in front of him was probably a dark wizard.

His speculation was quickly confirmed.

Shortly after the slightly bald wizard entered the gym, he was severely warned by the referee.

This is actually not only a warning to them, you are here to compete, don't try to kill your opponent, defeat the opponent by subduing it, even if you win.

This is also a reminder to the dark wizard's opponent. The meaning is already obvious. If you can't win, surrender immediately if you don't want to be injured. Your opponent is a dark wizard.

"You can persuade him to surrender."

The dark wizard said coldly, in Spanish.

"That guy is a dark wizard, do you want to give up?" the referee routinely asked, "These dark wizards are very dangerous. During the game, more than half of the injured players were sent in by them, and sometimes their lives may even be in danger. , this is not alarmist."

"Thank you, no need." Albert declined, and nodded slightly towards the dark wizard in front of him.

The slightly bald wizard's face became more gloomy, and he was angry at the ignorance of the guy in front of him. He was thinking about what spell he would use to send it to the hospital, or destroy the handsome and annoying face of the other party.

From the slightly bald dark wizard in front of him, Albert could also feel the malice emanating from the opponent, who obviously didn't take the referee's words seriously.

Albert stepped onto the stage amid the cheers of the crowd, and many audience members were shouting excitedly, hoping that he could defeat the dark wizard on the opposite side and give him a little color.

Of course, there are also guys who don't like Albert wanting him to be unlucky.

After the referee announced the start of the game, Albert started immediately.

The same trick, the same routine, a very simple disarming spell to strike first.

The dark wizard on the opposite side is experienced. Although he was taken aback by Albert's amazing spell casting speed, he still skillfully turned from attack to defense. After blocking Albert's attack, there was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth. As if to laugh at Albert for only using these unruly spells.

When he was about to launch a dangerous black magic at Albert, a sudden explosion occurred not far from his feet.

"what?"

Before the slightly bald wizard could figure out what was going on, a second explosion occurred between the wizard's feet, causing him to retreat in embarrassment. Suddenly, a hurricane blew towards him. The middle-aged bald wizard with an unstable center of gravity was too late to defend, and a staggered one was directly blown away by the hurricane, and he stuck to the opposite wall.

This sudden change shocked everyone, especially the audience opposite Albert. They didn't even realize what happened, why the dark wizard lost.

Not only the audience, but even the middle-aged bald wizard who was subdued by Albert wanted to know that this should have been an easy victory.

Why did you lose yourself? Did you make a mistake?

The face of the slightly bald man was distorted by the hurricane.

After the effect of the hurricane spell ended, another spell hit the bald wizard and directly disarmed his wand.

"Look, our youngest player easily defeated his opponent, the famous dark wizard Bauer, he was easily planted in the hands of our young player." The referee in charge of the speech said excitedly: "There is no doubt that , our Mr. Dark Horse once again proved to us that it is not powerful black magic to defeat the enemy, let us cheer for him!"

As the youngest player, Albert, who defeated the Dark Wizard again, was undoubtedly a hot spot in the game.

"I'm sure he can easily win the third game and reach the top 64." The commentator continued to drive the atmosphere. "I'll bet later and put all my pocket money on him to win the final championship."

As the commentator of the duel competition, it is natural to know how to heat up the atmosphere, and not forget to arouse the interest of others to bet.

Of course, that was also one of the tasks given to him by the tournament party.

Not many people will believe that Albert can become a duel champion, because he is too young, and youth is sometimes a disadvantage. If Albert is ten years older, many people will press him to win the final championship. .

Albert ended up amidst the cheers of countless people.

The third round was faster than expected. Albert picked No. 7. The opponent was a witch from Africa. He was not very old, but he was at his peak without any accident?

African wizards are better at wandless magic and Animagus transformation.

Right after the game started, this man let go of his wand, leaned forward, turned into a black cheetah when he looked at it, and rushed straight towards Albert.

It's really an unexpected means.

Then... the cheetah slammed its head into the defensive cover and bounced out violently.

In fact, the sneak attack was very successful, and the cheetah was very fast, just blinking.

It's just that this witch from Africa who is good at Animagus transformation has made a mistake in her opponent. If it's just an ordinary wizard, if she sees a beast rushing towards her, she will definitely be startled.

But as Albert, who cherishes his life, the use of defensive barriers in actual combat is quite agile. Apart from the fact that Avada Suo's life is a bit hanging, this move is very useful.

Before the cheetah could get up from the ground, a stun spell fell on it.

The witch lost the chance to get up again, so she fell directly to the ground and passed out in the posture of a cheetah.

"Oh my god, the speed at which our young wizard casts spells is amazing," the commentator shouted, "so far, it has beaten its opponents with just a few simple spells. It gave me the illusion that black magic was all a joke, and it would be an absolute nightmare if anyone recited a long and complex spell in front of him. Maybe, he might make it all the way to the youngest duel ever. champion."

"However, until then, we should congratulate our dark horse for entering the round of 64 and hope he can continue to bring us more wonderful performances."

The news of Albert becoming the top 64 of the duel competition soon appeared in the newspapers of the Spanish magic circle. Compared with other wizards who entered the top 64, this young and handsome wizard obviously attracted more attention.

In order to build momentum for Albert, the newspapers of the Spanish magic circle also dug up Albert's deeds, and for a time Albert became the brightest player in the entire duel competition.

Especially after the photo of him defeating a fire dragon alone was posted in the newspaper, everyone was more interested in this young genius with countless halos on his head.

In the end, all doubts were silenced, and Albert somehow became one of the strongest contenders.

Of course, there are also people who doubt Albert's ability, suspecting that this is a means of collusion between the gambling and the newspaper, trying to push Albert to the front desk to deceive people to bet.

Anyone with discernment knows that this is a "small trick" that the gambling side is good at.

But who really cares about that?

There are many reporters who want to interview Albert, but no one knows where the young wizard lives. He seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and they can't find anyone by any means.

…

The news of Albert's popularity in the duel competition still appeared in the British "Daily Prophet".

Although the newspapers only used a short paragraph to describe the incident, but... it got to Voldemort.

At this moment, Voldemort's lair.

Peter Pettigrew and Selwyn shivered under Voldemort's gaze.

"You couldn't find the Mudblood before, and now he's out, kill him, don't let me see that Mudblood." Voldemort looked at Peter Pettigrew and Selwyn coldly.

"Master, I have something to report to you."

"What's the matter, Severus." Voldemort turned to look at Snape.

"Since Peter and Selwyn's plan failed, Dumbledore has decided that we are eyeing that Mudblood, and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​planning to take this opportunity to ambush us. UU read www.uukanshu.com" Snape looked directly Voldemort's scarlet eyes explained softly, "They don't want the master to continue lurking."

"You said this was a conspiracy?" Voldemort's voice was a little cold.

"No, I heard that Dumbledore is trying to convince that Mudblood to stop participating in the duel competition." Snape spoke the truth calmly, "The Order of the Phoenix has made both preparations, and once the plan to persuade the Mudblood fails, Members of the Order of the Phoenix will set traps around that mudblood."

"Dumbledore has been under a lot of pressure recently. I heard that he is about to lose his right to speak in Wizengamore. The members of the Order of the Phoenix hope that the master will be exposed soon, so as to reduce the pressure on Dumbledore and let the Ministry of Magic More thought... If the plan fails, and we are exposed, it will be more than worth the loss, and..."

"Is there anything you can do?" Voldemort interrupted, raising his hand, "what about you? This is a good opportunity to get rid of him, isn't it, I know you all want to get rid of him, and now is the time. Lucius, Tell me your way!"

"We could send someone to assassinate him," Lucius said. "It could be disguised as a spectator, and he'd use the Avada Throwing Charm to sneak up on him during a duel. It's a bit disgraceful, but it's sure to kill him. "

"Dumbledore asked me to brew a lot of compound potions." Snape whispered, "I can give you some to ensure the secrecy of the operation. I don't think it should be exposed yet. Let the Ministry of Magic help us. Hold Dumbledore's energy for a while."

Voldemort took a deep look at Snape and said to Lucius Malfoy, "Take your man and find a way to get rid of him, as I remember you wanted to do, and Peter and Selwyn, You go too, don't let me down again."

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