Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 706: See also tradition
Chapter 707 See also Tradition
That hapless Vagadu student is a wake-up call to all the contestants, the Magic School Potions Championship is definitely not as safe as everyone thinks. There are many dangerous plants in the magic garden that will cause a lot of trouble to the contestants and even threaten their lives.
Albert suddenly understood why the principal just didn't let the fourteen-year-old Sigismund Butch participate in the Magic School Potions Tournament.
However, that happened centuries ago, and Albert didn't know what was going on at that time, so he didn't want to make any comments about Zigmont Bach.
Albert is more concerned about whether "Sigismund Butch's Last Wish" can be successfully completed, and how much benefit it can bring to him after completion.
He, Albert Anderson is a real person.
In order to ensure that there are no other accidents during the mission, during the afternoon break, Albert stayed in his room and made a divination prediction for the first round of tomorrow's match. Satisfactory.
Before resting at night, Albert drank some sleepless sleeper so that he could get a good quality sleep.
In fact, the Magic School Potions Championship officials also prepare similar potions for the contestants to prevent everyone from being too nervous and unable to sleep at night, so that they can participate in the competition in the best state tomorrow, which is extremely considerate.
Woke up the next day, Albert felt that he was in great shape, that is, when he went downstairs for breakfast, he felt that the atmosphere in the bar lobby was a little weird, everyone looked nervous, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air .
No way, everyone is a competitor, and it is quite restrained to not quarrel.
Last night, a wizard in a bright green robe was punched in the nose for mocking the hapless Vagadu student.
Albert was actually very curious whether Castrobusher's wizard hat was also bright green, but unfortunately he didn't have time to ask, and there was a fight there.
The result is naturally nothing.
Both sides were called out for a training session by their respective team leaders, and were ordered not to fight, otherwise they would be disqualified from the competition.
However, his idea was confirmed just now, when an enthusiastic Castrobusher girl told Albert that the wizard's pointed hats in Castrobusher were indeed bright green, and their school was better at it Herbology and magical zoology, so there are a lot of times to win the Golden Crucible of the Magic School Potions Championship, and it is a relatively strong competitor of Albert.
When Albert was having breakfast, Isobel, who had gone somewhere, appeared beside him without warning. She glanced at the Castrobusher girl and asked, "You seem to be very interested in Castrobusher uniforms?"
"Where have you been?" Albert changed the subject. He knows that there is no such thing as a "green hat" in other countries, so naturally he won't tell others about it.
"Going to meet a friend."
"friend?"
Albert was confused, unable to imagine what friends Isobel could find here. If it were me, I might have met a few old friends.
"You know it too, you'll find out later." Isobel said mysteriously.
"Oh." Albert didn't think much of it, and lowered his voice to talk to Isobel about the divination results.
After listening to Albert, Isobel's expression suddenly became very strange.
"What's wrong?" Albert asked in confusion.
"Actually, many schools already know that the content of the first round of competition is a jubilant." Isobel said in a low voice.
If there is no predictive ability, Albert will definitely suspect that this is a smoke bomb deliberately released by someone, but the content of the first round of competition is indeed to brew the euphoria, and it has already been known to everyone?
"So it is!"
Albert nodded to indicate that he understood, and then continued to bury his head in eating. Cheating is not uncommon, just get used to it.
Isobel stopped talking. She ate with Albert. She was in a good mood. Anyway, she came to the Potions Tournament with Albert, and it didn't matter what the result was.
had just finished eating the poached egg, when he saw Professor Slughorn hurried over here, sitting beside the two of them, gasping for breath, and said to the two in a low voice: "The first round of competition The content is... euphoria."
This is one of the reasons why Professor Slughorn came over to help the two successfully complete the first round.
Each school will know that the content of the first round of competition is a jubilant, in fact, it is the official release of water on purpose, and the schools that come to participate in the competition cannot even pass the first round!
Okay.
There have been similar cases before, and there are quite a few.
Therefore, the official deliberately released water later.
Cheating has become a tradition in the Magic School Potions Tournament, which is never groundless.
After Professor Slughorn finished speaking, Albert and Isobel exchanged glances, nodded with a smile, and said, "We already know about this."
“Got it?”
Professor Slughorn grumbled suspiciously: "How do you know?"
"I just heard someone from other academies mention it." Isobel casually found a reason. Anyway, it's not surprising that they heard others say things that everyone knows.
"Then you should... no problem, I also brought a copy of "Advanced Potions Making", if any of you need it..."
"No problem at all."
Seeing that both of them were very confident, Professor Slughorn stopped talking, but told them that if they needed to re-study, they could ask him for books.
The first round of the Magic School Potions Tournament was at ten in the morning. The venue was in the village square. When everyone passed by, they saw eight large tables there.
It seems that in order for everyone to "help each other", players from the same school are placed at the same table, making Albert disappointed with the so-called Potions Championship.
has achieved this level, is it necessary to hold a competition?
In other words, the Potions Tournament has completely changed.
Albert guessed it was the latter!
After all, it has been almost six centuries since the Magic School Potions Championship was held in 1407. It is actually quite normal for the tournament to become the ghost it is now.
Nothing is eternal, everything will change over time.
So, Albert actually admires the love of the Nicole couple.
After entering the arena, Albert quickly restrained his thoughts flying around, raised his head and glanced at the surrounding referees and audience, his expression suddenly froze, he finally knew who Isobel was talking about.
Kathleen Nicholas?
How come this delicate American girl is here and seems to know Isobel well?
Albert is skeptical.
Beautiful girls are naturally difficult to become good friends. They always like to compare their beauty with each other, and the two are more likely to become plastic friends.
As for the group of people on the bench, there were really just a few acquaintances sitting there. One of them was looking towards this side and nodded slightly to Albert.
"Damocles?"
Well, it should be right.
Albert had seen pictures of each other in the newspaper.
Before the start of the Magic School Potions Tournament, Bernard, President of the Extraordinary Wizarding Society, gave a speech:
Welcome everyone to participate in the 99th Magic School Potions Championship. The content of the first round of competition is that the contestants need to brew the euphoria within an hour, and the referee will select eight contestants to participate in the second round of competition .
Albert felt that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head and looked to the side, his eyes fell on the only boy in Beauxbatons' team. He remembered that this person seemed to be the grandson of President Bernard, who seemed to be called... Guy Bernard?
Forget it, it doesn't matter what it's called, he's an irrelevant guy anyway.
Albert looked back, focused his attention on the wooden table in front of him, carefully checked the tools and raw materials that were handed out, and then began to slowly process the raw materials after the referee announced the start of the game.
As long as there are no major errors, an hour is enough.
However, it turns out that even the students selected by the various schools to participate in the Potions Tournament were a little hesitant at first.
In fact, this is completely normal, even if they know the content a few hours in advance, it is only enough for them to revisit the brewing process, and not all wizards are good at brewing euphoria.
Halfway through the game, Albert had smelled a strange smell more than once, apparently several students had screwed up the game.
Albert was not affected at all, still stirring the potion slowly.
Everyone is cheating, and if you want to win the game, you have to do your best to deal with it.
After the liquid in the crucible turned golden like sunlight, Albert immediately turned off the flame, checked the finished product of the euphoria, and left the competition venue with satisfaction and sat down beside Professor Slughorn.
"Excellent, whether it's you or Isobel, both are great!" Professor Slughorn did not hesitate to praise his words.
Albert is, as Dumbledore said, a genius in the field of potions, and he is still underage~IndoMTL.com~ The future prospects are simply incalculable.
Albert was not the first to leave the field, but the first player to complete the euphoria. He looked back on the field and found that most of the players had messed up.
At least, their euphoria is not as perfect as it seems, and a few players are only halfway through it, and it's too late.
Albert thinks one of the main reasons is the way Sleepy Bean is handled.
Usually sliced with a silver knife, the water squeezed out is not enough, which causes the change of the euphoria to deviate from the description in the book.
The way most people use it is to use a few more Sleepy Beans to solve this problem, but this step is actually very laborious.
Isobel's pot is almost finished, and there are ten minutes left, which is enough for most of the contestants.
At this moment, a golden figure passed by Albert's eyes, and the scent of a girl penetrated into the tip of his nose.
Catherine sat down beside Albert and greeted him with a smile.
At this moment, Albert only felt the word "Danger" float slowly above his head.
(end of this chapter)