Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 711: Cheat


  Chapter 712 Cheating

  Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The second round of the    School of Magic Potions Championships has quietly arrived as the night fades away.

  In the early morning, Albert woke up from his deep sleep, stretched his waist lazily, put on his clothes and washed up and prepared to go downstairs for dinner. It happened to meet the yawning Professor Slughorn at the entrance of the stairs. The old man was obviously not used to getting up early.

   "What do you like to eat in the morning, let Isobel help you with it, remember to eat more." Professor Slughorn sat next to Albert and choked, "In the second round of the competition You don't have time to eat until it's over, and most of your time is spent on the road or looking for magic ingredients."

   In fact, most of the contestants were told similar words by their team leaders.

   In the second round of the competition, the contestants may not be able to eat for a long time. If their hands and feet become weak due to hunger, they will not be able to complete the task well.

   Actually, Albert has always wanted to complain, why can't the event organizer prepare some water and food for the players?

   It is estimated that he is not the only one who will complain and complain like this.

   However, there are not many players with appetite like Albert, and most of them are very nervous. This is a normal reaction of the players participating in the competition. Not everyone has experienced a big scene like Albert.

  Yes, Albert really isn't nervous.

  It may be that after going to Hogwarts, he experienced too many exciting things, which made Albert a little dull.

   Another way of saying it is: I have seen many big scenes.

  This is it?

   Halfway through the meal, the event team came and said they were bringing a set of clothes for the contestants to use in the next competition.

  Various colors, plus their respective school badges.

   Honestly, ugly.

   Also, Albert is very resistant to wearing clothes that others have used.

   Well, it's not just him who has a problem with this, the other players also resist.

  "Why do we have to change into these ugly clothes?"

  "This is for the fairness of the game and to prevent someone from cheating..."

   When he heard the first two sentences, Albert almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, he turned it into a dry cough in time to resolve the unnecessary embarrassment.

   This really can't be blamed on him, the so-called fairness is always just a joke.

  "...The clothes have a tracking spell on them, so that when you are in danger, you can arrive as soon as possible and provide help." The wizard continued, "Don't worry, these clothes are just made to order. , have had the house-elf help wash it."

   Many people don't believe this. Most wizards who can come to the Potions Tournament are adults and have their own ideas.

   "Are you sure?" Albert asked, staring into the man's eyes.

   "Of course." The wizard felt uncomfortable.

   "He didn't lie." Albert looked at Isobel.

   "Just customized and washed." Isobel nodded.

   "What the **** are you doing," said the wizard annoyed. For a moment just now, he felt that he was completely seen through.

   "Let's see if you lied to us." Albert took his own clothes and went back to eat, ignoring the other party.

   Some were role models and others chose to believe after whispering, curious about what Albert did.

  The wizard seemed restless.

   Several principals who led the team frowned. This kind of thing should be notified in advance, at least someone has to measure the size of the player to be convincing.

   Fortunately, the brains of the tournament team were not caught in the door. Otherwise, if this was really someone else's clothes, it wouldn't have exploded in an instant, and the entire Potions Championship would have become a laughing stock.

  After everyone put on new clothes, they followed the crowded team to the west of the village. There is no doubt that the entrance to the magic garden is here.

  The whole village is mostly there to hide the entrance to the magic garden, and the contestants who come to the competition can guess this as long as they are not stupid.

   If they weren't told that the Magic Garden was a forest, they would come here thinking it was the Magic Garden.

  This village actually fits people's conjectures about a magical garden, surrounded by towering walls and full of precious plants.

   looks like a garden no matter how you look at it, which is very deceptive.

   Competitors were taken to a common greenhouse, and after passing through two doors, they found a forest in front of them.

  This is the magic garden?

  People looked around curiously and found behind them a rubble of stone-cut houses that looked hundreds of years old.

   What they had just passed through was a magic door, kind of like the entrance to platform nine and three quarters of King's Cross.

  "Welcome to the Magic Garden."

  An elderly wizard walked up to everyone, cleared his throat and said the rules of the second round: "You will have 10 hours to go deep into the magic garden to collect raw materials, and bring them with you within the specified time. returned raw materials, and brewed a potion using the found raw materials."

  "You can only bring your own wand and the medicine box distributed to you. It is forbidden to bring and use other foreign objects to cheat. Finally, please remember:

   It is forbidden to attack each other and rob other players of potion raw materials.

   The destruction and theft of forests and precious herbs are prohibited.

  If you are in danger, you can fire red sparks into the sky, and the surrounding patrols will arrive to help as soon as possible, but firing sparks means you will lose the qualification to continue the game.

   If you fail to return and brew the potion within ten hours, you will be disqualified from the competition. "

   After the old wizard finished speaking, all the contestants were assigned a satchel, which was opened to reveal a lot of grids for storing raw materials, as well as a pair of dragon leather gloves, a silver knife, a shovel, and a The pocket watch at the entrance to the Enchanted Garden.

  "The order of entry into the forest is ranked by the score of the first round, and one enters every five minutes. Well, Mr. Albert Anderson, you can go, next is Mr. Guy Bernard , please be prepared."

  Albert didn't talk nonsense, he put on his bag, picked up his wand, and walked directly towards the magic garden not far away.

  This magical garden doesn't look like the Forbidden Forest around Hogwarts at all. There is a sense of magic within the range of sight. The wizards have obviously transformed this forest.

   is also true, if this place has not been transformed, why is there a pile of exotic flowers and rare trees and fruits?

  Albert walked forward slowly, not in a hurry at all, he was carefully recalling the potion formula in his mind. The original first target was beauty potions, but some of the raw materials for beauty potions were not easy to find.

  Whether it's fairy wings, morning dew, or unicorn tail hair, it's not easy to collect, not to mention the African tree snake skin can't be found at all. Moreover, he was a little skeptical that he could find roses in the magic garden, and even if he did, roses would not bloom in November.

   Heck!

  Albert found himself unaware of how unreliable it is to prepare beauty potions.

  Fortunately, he also prepared more than one preparatory plan for himself.

   Compared with beauty potions, shrinking potions are obviously more reliable.

  Daisy is a common yellow or white wildflower in Europe with very strong vitality.

   Okay.

   In view, Albert found a small piece of daisy.

  Albert took out his small shovel and started digging up the daisy roots.

   As for the shriveled fig, although originating from Abyssinia (Ethiopia), this plant is very strong in life and is equally easy to survive elsewhere.

  If you're lucky, you might be able to find wrinkled figs in the magic garden.

  Why do you say luck, because even if you find a wrinkled fig tree, you have to have wrinkled figs on it.

   The rest of the ingredients are simpler. Caterpillars are not common in winter, but the temperature here is actually quite high, so it should not be difficult to find.

   As for the mice, there is no problem. How could there be no mice on the mountain? It is a more troublesome thing to take the spleen.

   Leech juice is no problem, as leeches are as common as mice, caterpillars and daisies.

   The only problem is that the shrinking potion that comes out may not score well.

   If it was before coming to the Potions Tournament, Albert might have struggled with this issue, but after the prophecy last night, he no longer struggled.

  Because, there is still a third round.

   That's right, there's a third round.

   Therefore, the score through this round is not as important as it was originally.

   rules have been changed.

  Albert thinks that 80% of the time it was President Bernard's good deeds. That guy really did everything he could to let his grandson win the golden crucible.

  Because of the third round of competition, contestants can choose their own potion formula, and then the magic garden will provide materials to configure the potion, and then the difficulty and completion of the potion will be graded.

   And, the most important thing is that it is not the third round that wins the championship, but the total score of the three games to choose the final potion tournament champion.

   No wonder Hertok hates President Bernard~IndoMTL.com~ He wouldn't like that guy either.

   Guy Bernard, who knew the rules long ago, is obviously ready for this Potions Championship, and the change in rules is very beneficial to him. If there is no Albert, Guy Bernard At the beginning, there will be a huge gap with other players, and then continue to accumulate advantages to win the final championship.

  Unfortunately, after Albert predicted the result through the crystal ball, he had no chance.

   "By the way, Mr. Damocles didn't remind himself?" Albert muttered, "He doesn't know, or does he think that even if the rules change, it won't affect him? Or, he doesn't want to Cheating yourself to win?"

  Albert took the time to look around to easily find the guy watching him overhead.

   Don't think that you won't be able to find out if you use the phantom body spell.

   Perhaps, the other party is an expert in the field of herbal medicine or potion, but his level in other fields is obviously not enough.

  "How about we eliminate Guy Bernard first?"

  Albert looked at the forest ahead and narrowed his eyes slightly: Look, what he saw, an Arriot.

  (end of this chapter)


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