Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 188: The second project
The weather has been warming up, but it is still a bit cold outside the castle.
The little wizards who are eating breakfast in the auditorium can hear the squally wind roaring outside the window from time to time, and the forbidden forest in the distance is buzzing, and everyone sitting in the castle can hear it vaguely.
Fortunately, the blue sky and bright sunshine made everyone feel good.
Today is February 24th, the day when the second event of the Tri-finals started.
At this moment, Maca is sitting at a long table, slowly enjoying a hearty breakfast. On the side of his dinner plate, he left the box he obtained from the previous project.
"McLean, why don't you hurry up anymore?" Professor Orson muttered aside, "It's eight thirty, and only one hour left... I know you should be pretty sure, but …It’s not going to be wrong to prepare more."
It can be seen that he still values Durmstrang's honor. Maca is currently only ranked second, which makes him a little unable to sit still.
"I think you should worry about yourself... the members of the jury should be there first, don't they?" Maca said casually while chewing on the grilled sausage.
"Oh—yes, that’s right—but you are the one in the game, McLean!" Orson said, took out his pocket watch again and looked at it, "Okay, okay! I really have to Going...remember to hurry up!"
Maca waved his hand casually, indicating that he knew it.
When Professor Orson hurriedly left the auditorium again, Maca was still eating slowly, looking not at all anxious.
When the students in the auditorium were gradually leaving and there were fewer and fewer people, he wiped his mouth and stood up with the box.
"McLean, the game is about to begin...As a Warrior, you should enter the court as soon as possible to prepare."
A voice rang from behind Maca, and he turned his head, only to find that it was Barty Crouch, the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department.
"Oh, of course—I'm going to go there!" Maca nodded slightly, "Mr. Crouch, aren't you sick? Are you okay?"
"Why don't you worry, it's okay, I've told...well, Wetherby go back." Crouch is still a serious face that is always tight, and he is still doing business. Excuses.
Of course, I still can't remember Percy Weasley's name.
"Please! The Warriors are already in the resting place..."
After Mr. Crouch said, he turned around and walked out the gate of the auditorium first, as if he was trying to lead Maca.
The venue for the competition is still set in the wall where the first event was held.
In fact, venue preparations have been made there since last week. Dumbledore once again participated in the construction of the competition venue, but in terms of the time it took, the venue setup this time was obviously more complicated than the last time.
"Mr. Crouch, I think...some things we must talk about..." Maca, who had been following Crouch, suddenly stopped him, "Yes, about this time 'Unrest'."
"What are you talking about? What'riot'?" Crouch looked back, frowning and showing a puzzled look.
"Stop acting, no one here has heard--we must talk about it so that we don't go wrong then!" Maca said impatiently, "Understand?"
"I don't even know what you're talking about—" Crouch frowned, and he looked at Maca with a strange expression on his face.
But Maca snorted slightly, and Crouch immediately felt something against his stomach.
"I don't know what I'm talking about? Then do I need to remember it for you, huh?" Maca tilted his head and said, "Minibus--"
"Enough! Alright!" Crouch dropped his shoulders suddenly and lowered his voice, "Don't call my name here! Okay, let's talk, talk about... this Edge!"
Originally, there were very few people here-most of them had already rushed to the playing field, and the small movements of the two did not attract anyone's attention.
One after another, they walked away from the open space in front of the castle, turned a corner, and walked into a garden on the side.
At the same time, in the tent with the wooden sign of "Warrior Resting Place" on the side of the playing field...
"I...I'm coming..." Harry said breathlessly, slipped at the entrance of the tent, and fell down at Furong's feet.
"Oh!"
Furong, who was looking at the box in her hand in a daze, was startled, and she shrank her feet quickly-fortunately, Harry didn’t sit on the back of her instep, otherwise today’s game would be troublesome. .
You know, she was upset by what was in the box!
"Oh-where did you go?" Ludo Bagman reached out and helped Harry up. "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm okay—" Harry stood firmly, then waved his hand again and again, "Am I late?"
"Um... I was late, but..." Ludo Bagman saw Harry, as if a stone in his heart fell to the ground, he spread his hand easily, "Look, Crow Mr. Qi and Mr. McLean haven’t arrived yet! The game can only be postponed slightly... You can catch your breath first."
Dumbledore smiled at Harry, but Mrs. Maxim seemed very upset to see him... Judging from the expression on her face, it was obvious that he would not show up.
Of course, she actually prefers to see Maca stop showing up. Because in her opinion, even if Harry is still ranked first, But Busbarton's biggest threat is Maca McLean.
As for Professor Orson, he is standing outside the tent and looking into the distance!
Harry bent down and put his hands on his knees, panting heavily. Probably because he ran too fast, his chest and abdomen were suddenly painful, as if a knife had been inserted between his ribs.
"Are you okay?" Hermione walked over and looked at Harry worriedly, "Why are you here now? Ron and I didn't see you all morning—"
"I'm looking up materials in the library," Harry and Hermione walked aside, and he said softly, "I have to be prepared—you know, I'm not as smart as you and Maca—"
But Hermione obviously didn't agree with Harry's behavior. She disagreed and said: "You should have done this earlier, didn't you? I have urged you many times, but you always feel that there is still a lot of time... "
"It's not because of the news that Moody's revealed that night..." Harry pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and then subconsciously raised the waistband of his pants-just sprinting, the belt seemed a little loose of.
"Don't say it here!" Hermione winked at Harry quickly so as not to say everything he shouldn't say.
Just then, a voice came in clearly from outside the tent.
"Oh—thank Merlin! You are finally here—"
"Am I late?"
These are the voices of Professor Orson and Maca. Everyone is familiar with these two voices, and they can be distinguished by hearing them.
Sure enough, Maca and Professor Orson walked in from the tent side by side.
"It seems that I just caught up?" Maca looked around, and then wondered, "Where is Percy?"
"Mr. Crouch had already returned today, but he left a while ago, and he hasn't come back yet!" Ludo Bagman shrugged, "You didn't meet him when you came. Right?"
"Sorry, I don't think I met Mr. Crouch." Maca also shrugged and replied calmly.
"Well—" Bagman pondered for a moment, then looked back at Dumbledore and other principals, "What should I do? Will I have to wait a while to see?"
"I'll ask the teachers to help me find it later. The game can't be delayed... Let's start now!" Dumbledore looked around Orson and Mrs. Maxim. After he confirmed, he decided. To say.
Bagman nodded immediately and announced to the four warriors: "Then, warriors, please choose a doorway on the wall and stand, and wait for the order to begin!"
The original wall with door openings on all four sides has now been blocked. Only one wall has opened four small door openings that only allow one person to pass through.
The four warriors discussed with each other, and then walked to their respective selected doorways.
"How about, Harry?" Bagman led Harry a few steps forward, avoiding the others, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what I want to do?"
"Yes." Harry replied, panting, while gently massaging his ribs-the pain caused by the running just now hasn't completely disappeared, he still has a slight pain under his ribs!
Bagman squeezed Harry's shoulder hard, then walked to the referee's table above the fence.
After a while, he came to his place and pointed his wand to his throat.
"Sounding loud and loud!"
So his voice passed through the ears of all the audience like thunder.
"I believe you are a little impatient with waiting~IndoMTL.com~ But I think everyone's waiting must be worth it!" His voice easily suppressed the buzzing in the walled stands." In fact, like everyone else, I can’t wait! However, I have to tell you about the content of the second event of the Triwizard Tournament, right?"
Bagman paused, and then said loudly: "As you can see, this is a huge maze! I think everyone has to understand that the walls of this maze are intertwined with the thorns of doom! In this maze, the first thing the warriors have to face is these thorny tentacles that will attack you inadvertently from time to time!"
"Of course, this maze is obviously not that simple! Because everywhere in the maze--yes, it's'everywhere'! There are dangers hidden everywhere in the maze, there are creatures, organs, puzzles... …Believe me, there are definitely difficulties here! If you are not careful, you will be wiped out!"
"And in each warrior’s box, in addition to the most important clues, there is also an eighth map of the maze! They are naturally different. As for whether it helps to hold Its warrior wins-who knows?"
"Yes...then, the last! The mission that the warriors will challenge is--"