Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 715: Wicked
Chapter 716 Wicked
"It's finally out."
Standing at the exit of the magic garden, Albert could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even if he returned along the way, it took him a lot of time, and it was also a severe test for the physical strength of the contestants.
He took out his pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the time, and walked slowly towards the crowd not far away.
Professor Slughorn saw Albert come back, and immediately stepped forward, put his arm around Albert's shoulder, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, they said you were attacked ."
"Yeah, I really jumped."
Albert looked at the black-faced players and team leaders of the Waggardu School of Magic at the corner, and said calmly, "I didn't expect him to attack me suddenly, but fortunately I kept an eye on it. I didn't let the other party succeed, otherwise I would have to be carried back sideways. By the way, who am I to come back?"
"The first one, the other three have been eliminated." When Professor Slughorn talked about this, there was some schadenfreude in his tone, "By the way, how did you collect your magic ingredients? That's it, enough to make a potion."
"No problem, I've collected two copies." Albert seemed to have noticed something, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes to a young wizard walking towards him, frowned slightly, and continued, "This place really deserves to be magic. In the garden, I have seen many precious magical plants along the way."
"Hand over your wand, we need to check your wand." The wizard who was suspected to be the tournament party walked up to Albert and said in a formulaic and stiff tone.
"Check wand, is this a new rule?" Albert looked at Professor Slughorn suspiciously.
"Guy Bernard of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was attacked during the match and had a lot of Arriot leaves stuffed into his mouth." Professor Slughorn glanced at the bench. President Bernard on the board, explain this to Albert.
"Ariot's leaf?" Albert raised his brows, as if he had heard something interesting, "The attacker is really humorous, saying that Guy Bernard was attacked at the entrance of the forest? Are you sure this is not the case? What funny jokes?"
Guy Bernard's face turned even darker when he heard the words. There are indeed a few Arriots at the entrance of the Magic Garden. Albert would think so, which is not unreasonable, but he was not attacked at the intersection. .
"He was attacked in the Enchanted Garden," the young wizard repeated impatiently. "Hand over your wand, we need to check your wand."
"Are you doubting me?"
Albert narrowed his eyes and stared at the young wizard, who didn't look friendly. Eighty percent of the time, it was President Bernard who saw that his grandson was eliminated, so he couldn't hold his breath and called for help to find the culprit. This is to make everyone feel uncomfortable. The black guy looked this way. To be precise, the young wizard's eyes were not very friendly.
"But I was also attacked by other players." Albert raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Valeria, the Kodos Dorriez player who was eliminated, and then looked at the referee's bench, in a cold tone With deep dissatisfaction, "Or does the tournament team think that I, a victim who was not eliminated, are more suspicious?"
"Each competitor is subject to inspection."
The young wizard's voice was filled with anger that could not be concealed, because he found that the guy ignored him directly and walked towards the referee's bench.
"I don't think you can check anything," Albert came to the referee's bench, glanced at the other referees indifferently, and finally landed on President Bernard's face, reminding, "The Vaga who attacked me Wands don't use magic wands, and I remember him saying 'they can't find any proof anyway'."
"I think so too, that guy is lying."
The changes in the scene made Professor Slughorn feel very bad. He hurriedly came to Albert's side and tried to stop him, but was easily pushed away by the other party's hand.
Many people have realized that things are going to be bad, and they have no idea that the contestants at Hogwarts don't give a face to the event.
The principals of other schools can understand. They all realize that Albert Anderson is a genius. Don't eat their set.
Also, Albert is also a Master of Semen, so he obviously realized right away that this was the tournament party who wanted to trouble him, or to trouble other students, and as the player with the highest voice for the championship, he would be treated like this.
"Enough, this is to ensure the fairness of the game, are you questioning the decision of the jury?" President Bernard's face turned even darker, and he almost roared, he didn't expect the opponent to directly Come and question yourself.
"Am I a prisoner? Tell me, are you planning to interrogate a prisoner?" Albert ignored the murderer's gaze and asked calmly, "No, I'm a player who came to participate in the Potions Championship, a The victim who was just attacked is not your prisoner, or the Potions Championships are used to treating players like prisoners."
Although the last sentence was said in a calm tone, it seemed harsh to everyone's ears. If rumors spread that the contestants of the Magic School Potions Tournament were criminals, God knows how those reporters would report on it, knowing that Albert is still the most optimistic champion.
"Are you questioning the fairness of the jury?"
"I think it's okay to disqualify him."
"We're just trying to make sure the game is fair and all players need to be checked."
"I was attacked, and your patrol members didn't stop the attack." Albert didn't care what others were saying, and said to himself: "As a victim, I returned after collecting raw materials. In my opinion, this is the greatest injustice, do you understand what I mean?”
"We're not arguing against you, all..."
"'Anyway, they can't find any evidence.'" Albert repeated coldly: "You're sure you're not targeting me, or us."
"As far as I know, similar cases have occurred in the potion tournaments of the past dynasties, and none of them can find any positive evidence."
"Isn't it possible that I won't be treated like this when I was eliminated? Don't deny this, because I can see that in addition to checking my wand, that person is also going to interrogate me about some things. I It's not a prisoner, it's a contestant, and you obviously forgot about that, you forgot to at least show the respect you deserve, so the tournament must apologize to me for your rudeness, which is not negotiable."
Professor Slughorn was stunned. He didn't expect that Albert would be so tough to demand an apology from the tournament direction.
Okay.
In fact, not only him, but others were also dumbfounded.
This is probably the first time this has ever happened.
Especially the black guy just now, his hands were clenched at the moment, eager to rush up to help.
I recognized it as being eliminated for violating the rules, but the humiliation by the young wizard just now made the black guy extremely annoyed, wishing that Albert could spit on the face of the group of judges.
The development of things made Damocles feel some magic, he remembered something, Hettock once told him that Albert Anderson is a genius, you better communicate with him as a friend, Otherwise he will let you understand, "I have a bigger temper than you".
It is said that Hettock lost his Gold Membership Card and later attempted to recall it using the Flying Spell, which resulted in Albert, who was near him, receiving a warning from the Ministry of Magic.
At that time, Hetok had been messing with it for a long time, but he didn't get his membership card back. Later, it was useless for him to find Dumbledore, and he was sprayed in the face by Albert.
In the end, he could only compromise, threatening the Ministry of Magic to publish this matter, so that the Ministry of Magic wrote a letter of apology to Albert, and finally settled the matter.
Albert at that time had just entered school, and it is even more impossible for him to compromise now.
Moreover, it is said that this guy has published various papers in the magic world, not only in the field of potions, but also knows a lot of famous wizards. It is said that the famous French alchemist has a very good relationship with him. Also nominated to be the alternate for Wizengamot.
What the hell, Muggle wizards don't get treated like that.
More importantly, Damocles himself still owes others favors, and Albert has provided him with a lot of help in the improvement of the wolf poison potion.
"President Bernard, I think this matter is indeed the issue of the tournament side." Damocles said with a smile: "Mr. Anderson is right, he is here to participate in the Magic School Potions Championship. The player is not a prisoner. I think what I did just now is biased, don't forget that he is also a victim and was attacked."
All the judges looked at Damocles in amazement.
"From what I know about Mr. Anderson, he doesn't need to cheat. With his own knowledge in the field of potions, it is not difficult to win the potions tournament."
Everyone was stunned, probably not expecting Damocles to say this.
The last words directly tell them that Albert does not need to rely on cheating to win the championship, because he has such strength.
Being recognized by a potions master is enough to demonstrate Albert's accomplishments in the field of potions. Such people don't need it at all, and they don't bother to cheat.
"Then how do you think this matter should be resolved?" The other judges asked Damocles directly regardless of what President Bernard thought.
"If Mr. Anderson is innocent after checking the wand, the tournament team should apologize to him for the incident, which I think is reasonable." Damocles said calmly, "There is one more thing I have to remind everyone. , as a referee, at least you need to be fair and impartial, rather than making the Potions Championship a complete joke in everyone's eyes."
The last sentence is actually a reminder and a warning.
Albert is not even afraid of them. If he directly stabs this matter, not to mention that the Potions Tournament has become a laughing stock, their potion masters will probably also become the laughing stock of their peers.
Would he dare to do that?
Of course I dare.
And for good reason.
"Mr. Anderson, what do you think?"
"Take it," said Albert coldly, throwing his wand at him, "you can't check anything."
The dark-faced young wizard felt bad and used a flashback spell on Albert's wand. However, Albert only used four spells: Flying Spell, Cutting Spell, Iron Armor, and Recovery Spell.
Okay!
The truth is revealed.
Albert was not the killer of Guy Bernard at all.
"Are you satisfied now?" Albert took back his wand and waited for the tournament to apologize to himself.
"Well, it turns out that this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Anderson. I think it is completely reasonable for him to ask the tournament team to apologize." Another witch looked at President Bernard and waited for him to make a statement. , while President Bernard looked at the young wizard.
"Sorry, I apologize to you for the rudeness just now." The muscles on the young wizard's face twitched, and he apologized reluctantly to Albert.
"I don't want his apology, and he doesn't represent the tournament." Albert ignored the wizard's apology, looked at the referee and said, "What I want is the organizer of this tournament. People apologize to me."
"You..."
"Do you know why I asked the tournament team to apologize?" Albert said coldly: "Because you treat me and other players as criminals, we are players, not criminals, such rude behavior, Shouldn't I apologize?"
"Do you think what you did just now was very polite?" President Bernard still couldn't hold back.
"My courtesy is only for my friends and guests. For the wicked, sorry, they are not among them, and they are not worthy of my kindness." Albert almost said that you are not worthy of my courtesy.
"Okay, President Bernard, you made this matter ~IndoMTL.com~ You can solve it!"
President Bernard's face turned darker when he heard the words. He didn't expect the head of the magic garden to bow his head like this, and he still looked like he didn't care.
The meaning of the others is already obvious, the problem is caused by him, and he must stand up to quell the problem.
"Sorry, it's true that we mishandled this matter." President Bernard quickly restrained his emotions and said with a blank face, "I apologize to you and the other players for our rudeness, But all we did was to keep the game fair and just."
Another elderly wizard nodded slightly towards Albert and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Anderson for giving you an unpleasant memory, but I don't think the Magic School Potions Tournament is as bad as you think. , we still hope to award the golden cauldron, which symbolizes the championship, to the best potions genius."
"Honestly, the Potions Tournament disappoints me, at least the Witcher tournament is fair and there won't be such a problem. No matter what the **** some people want, the champion will still only belong to me." Ai Burt arrogantly announced the ownership of the championship.
Albert's domineering declaration made everyone present a little astonished, but they all quickly remembered that the youngest international wizard chess champion was in front of him.
(end of this chapter)