Chinese students at Hogwarts

When the last ball was thrown into the frame, all the dummies stopped moving.

Soon the looming door in the sky opened, and Zhang Xiao rushed forward on a broom.

It was like a long tunnel, surrounded by darkness, with only a faint light at the far end.

As those lights became more and more conspicuous, the passage came to an end.

When he jumped out of the passage, he felt the sun was shining brightly, and when he breathed in the cold air through his nose, he couldn't help but feel his mind clear.

Some distant cheers and cheers floated over, and Zhang Xiao finally noticed that he didn't know when he was above the stadium again.

Nine inverted L-shaped preparation tables surrounded the surroundings, and Ludo Bagman's voice echoed in the field:

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome the first warrior to pass the three levels!

Zhang from ‘China-daojiao-college’! "

Those distant cheers became more enthusiastic.

Out?

He lowered his head and glanced at his feet. It was a huge building, square in shape. Looking at that corner, it was exactly the corner of the building he had seen a few days ago.

The third level is played here.

Recalling the realistic feeling during the game and those weird dummies, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but secretly sigh, the magic is really magical.

Then the next step is the last level. Take off the key from the fire dragon's neck, open the treasure chest, and get the golden egg!

High above our heads, there is a small island about the size of a football field suspended here.

That is the final destination Sky Island.

Zhang Xiao stabilized his mind, flicked the broom and flew in that direction.

As the distance got closer, the island in the sky became clearer and clearer. It was a building similar to an arena.

Leaning the broom aside, Zhang Xiao raised his head and silently looked at the surrounding environment.

It was obviously high in the sky, but the violent airflow around him seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. The temperature was very low, and the white mist lingered in front of his eyes.

It makes everything you see a bit unreal and cast a layer of mystery.

The ground was paved with huge stone slabs, which were a little wet. There was a huge bronze door standing quietly not far away.

Zhang Xiao closed his eyes, selected a set of extremely chic robes in his mind, and took a slow step forward. The ugly competition uniform on his body lit up with a dazzling light.

Ever since he guessed that his grandfather wanted him to win beautifully and in a high profile, Zhang Xiao had been imagining how to fight the fire dragon in his mind.

"It's not easy to appear holy in front of this person. Just like when I read novels in the past, the protagonist has to pretend, pretend well, pretend smoothly and naturally, and the readers will definitely be excited to read it.

But if you don't pretend well, it will make people want to vomit."

Zhang Xiao was a little troubled. He just felt that compared with defeating the fire dragon, how to defeat the fire dragon beautifully was a difficult problem.

"I'm not good at this either. I wrote novels for fun in my previous life. I was often criticized by readers for not being good at pretending, being blunt and deliberate."

The distance to the Bronze Gate was not far, and I had already arrived in front of the door after just thinking about it for a while.

This huge door is engraved with exquisite and complicated patterns. There is no keyhole or pull tab, only 9 irregularly distributed grooves.

It seems that the door can be opened by pressing it casually.

At this point, Zhang Xiao simply stopped and was not in a hurry to open the door. He began to think about how to defeat the fire dragon.

This action left all the audience in front of the magic projection in a daze.

They all stood up, eagerly waiting for Zhang to open the door and start a battle with the dragon, but he just stayed at the door, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Ludo Bagman also said curiously:

"Zhang stopped in front of the gate, thinking about how to deal with the dragon?

To be honest, the giant dragon is not an easy opponent. As we all know, as the highest level of dangerous species recognized by the World Federation of Wizards, the giant dragon"

After introducing the dangers of the dragon in a eloquent manner, Ludo smacked his lips:

"So Zhang's current reaction is very correct. Only after careful consideration can you escape from the dragon's mouth."

He shifted his attention to the other three venues and continued to introduce:

"The sixth key was obtained by Wagadu. Krum and Beauxbatons are already close to the entrance to the third level. Once Beauxbatons successfully enters the third level, poor Castrobsher can only return to the third level. The key is snatched again in the first level.

From the first place with infinite glory to the last place, they also lost their secret weapon - the broom that sprouts. I think this will make them very uncomfortable.

This reminds me of a saying, sometimes the temporary lead is not certain, only crossing the finish line is the beginning of the celebration party. "

The headmaster of Castrobusher's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were squinted as he didn't know what he was thinking, but Dumbledore didn't care.

He looked at Harry, who was lying on the ground and was being treated urgently, and Draco Malfoy, who was standing aside and was too angry and anxious to play.

A kind of joy of harvest occupied the old man's heart. In the first grade, he was still worried about the whimsical ideas of the boy from the East.

But now. Dumbledore has an urge to retire.

As for winning or losing the game, it doesn't matter. As long as you can see the little wizards unite and show their courage and wisdom, that is the most beautiful picture.

Cedric looked at Harry, whose face was covered with blood, and Draco Malfoy, who was riding a broom into his opponent and was sent off directly.

He felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a rare murderous look.

He sullenly dodged the attack that came towards him in the preparation stage, and flew towards the local ball holder as soon as he remembered the kick-off whistle.

After grabbing the ball with an almost rude move that he had never used before, Cedric charged towards the goal.

"Cedric Diggory! Cedric Diggory!"

Ludo shouted excitedly, his voice getting louder and louder:

"Kickoff! He's running at the ball carrier with the Quaffle, no, he's forcing it! I know what this kid is going to do!

Boomerang feint!

Here it comes - pretend to move forward and return to the broom! Reflexive!

pretty! "

Ludo waved his fist vigorously, his round face turned red, and he laughed happily:

"Beautiful boomerang fake, relying on extremely offensive movements to force the pass, but in fact he saw the passing route.

Reflexive interception!

But the test is still to come - only Cedric Diggory is left. Can he break through the enemy's blockage?

You must know that the other party now has 7 people! "

Cedric held the ball between his arms and dived rapidly towards the ground as if he were free falling.

"Wronsky feint?"

But to Ludo's surprise, Cedric suddenly dodged to the side, passing the dummy rushing towards him, and instead got close to the dummy trying to flank him from both sides.

"As long as the referee doesn't see it, that's fine, right?"

Cedric silently recalled what Hermione had said in the alchemy headset before:

"Although I couldn't see the playing field clearly, I heard Ludo's commentary that Zhang had successfully passed the third level and he had been attacking the dummy.

Ludo uses a lot of adjectives to explain the miserable condition of the dummy.

So I guess there must be a condition to attack the opponent. The most likely one is not to be seen by the referee. I think this should be a backdoor for us to clear the level.

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible for one person to pass the level, rather than extremely difficult for one person to pass! "

Hermione's wisdom is obvious to everyone, and Cedric trusts Hermione's judgment.

"Bang!"

The moment he attached the dummy, Cedric raised his elbow and hit it hard on the chest.

As expected, the whistle did not sound, and Cedric was relieved!

I also learned fighting in the duel club!

Although the referee could not see Cedric's actions, the broadcast footage clearly exposed these actions.

The little badgers were stunned, looking at their beloved senior, Hufflepuff's pride, attacking each other with a ferocity they had never seen before.

But there is also a kind of excitement in my heart that is about to overflow.

Sprout stood up, wearing a big honey badger hat on her head, raised her hands and shouted loudly:

"Cedric! Beat them! Beat these s***s!"

These words seemed to ignite the passion in the hearts of the little badgers. The usually peaceful little badgers jumped up and cheered Cedric vigorously.

"Senior! Kick their butts hard!"

"Hit them! Beat them!"

"Let these despicable guys know how powerful we are!"

"Long live Hufflepuff!"

Many little badgers discovered at this time that Cedric had become Hogwarts' last hope.

If Cedric wins, he will pass three levels of Hogwarts and get the chance to challenge the dragon.

If Cedric loses, Hogwarts will have to start all over again.

Even the little badgers who usually only focus on eating melons and drying them have dreams of one day shining brightly in their hearts.

They watched as Cedric pushed through obstacle after obstacle and bypassed interception after interception.

Despite the fierce attacks, even if his face was hit by a Bludger and his face was bleeding, he rushed towards the goal without saying a word.

When he finally threw that damn Quaffle into the goal.

Cedric turned around, his face already bruised and bruised. This handsome senior, who was always gentle and smiling, roared at the top of his lungs with an unprecedented ferocity:

"Come on! Come on! You despicable and damn villains! You're just a dirty piece of trash!

What a waste of air! come! "

Like a bowl of water spilled into a boiling pan of oil, the auditorium at Hogwarts has become an ocean.

The little badgers were going crazy. They shouted things with ferocious expressions that they didn't even know what they meant.

Rolling up his sleeves, he wished he could follow the example of his seniors and find something to punch with.

The fat Professor Sprout cursed a few times with his face flushed, and then sat down. He was excited and nervous, and said to Professor McGonagall with a kind of secret joy:

"Minerva, I've long wanted to try swearing!"