Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 170: Score

The entire stadium was extremely silent.

A few strands of blood slowly flowed from the broken dragon scales in front of the dragon's forehead. At this time, the dragon had stopped struggling. In the eyelids that could not be closed, it could be seen that the two vertical pupils had turned up. White eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the dragon's round belly was still rising and falling, I'm afraid everyone who saw the dragon's state at this time would have thought the dragon was dead.

None of the audience had ever seen such a violent dragon slaying, and completely forgot to react, so they could only stare in disbelief and open their mouths.

Until Kewen threw the huge metal hammer aside, smashing the ground with a 'bang'.

As if the switch was activated.

The silence is broken.

The next moment, the entire venue was covered with various screams with a 'coax'.

The adults can still be a little more reserved, but they can't be stingy with their applause.

The students couldn't hold back their 'adrenaline' surge.

The boys didn't know how to cheer, and most of them could only pull their necks, bulge their neck muscles, and wave their limbs indiscriminately with flushed faces.

All meaningless 'ahhh' cries come out of the mouth.

The screams of the girls provided a high decibel record for the venue, and the screams resonated so that the entire viewing platform trembled continuously, as if it were about to collapse at any time.

The same shrill screams of 'ahhh' sounded meaningless. Many girls were dizzy due to hypoxia due to screaming for too long, and fainted on the seats for a short time.

But no one could find out about their situation, because everyone had no time to take care of them. At this moment, all the eyes of the entire venue were focused on Kewen.

Regardless of whether they know each other or not, and regardless of whether they are boys or girls, many people subconsciously hug the people next to them, scream together, and continue to vent their emotions.

This is the case until Kewen moves again.

In the field, Kewen ignored the screams and shouts left in his ears, and instead of pulling out the wand that was inserted into the wand bag, he pointed his finger at the golden egg in the distance.

With the release of the staffless and silent Transfiguration, the stony ground beneath the golden egg quickly changed shape, and eventually became a lively unicorn, carrying the golden egg on its back, happily running to Kewen before.

Bent on the front legs, and amid the louder screams and shouts from the audience, the unicorn knelt down in front of Kewen, bowed his skull and neck, and offered the golden egg on his back.

Reaching out his hand to pick up the golden egg, Kewen lifted the golden egg high with his right hand, and then his eyes finally shifted, looking around the entire stadium.

"Coax—"

The sound wave suddenly broke through the sky, more girls were in a coma due to hypoxia, and the boys were so excited that their lacrimal glands were incontinent. on the audience.

For a long time, the cheers of the entire arena gradually became unified again, and everyone was chanting the same name.

"Cowen Quinn!!!"

"Cowen Quinn!!!"

"Cowen Quinn!!!"

"Cowen Quinn!!!"

……

The referee's bench was very face-saving and didn't stop the atmosphere in the arena at this time. They let it go until most of the people were a little hypoxic, which naturally lowered the shouting.

Seeing this, Kewen put the golden egg in his arms with his left hand, shook out his wand with his right hand, and then began to face the audience in all directions, leaning over to perform a wizard salute.

This is in response to the audience's support for him.

The audience didn't have much energy to continue shouting, but they applauded Ke Wenwen.

Clap! Snapped!

Clap! Snapped!

The rhythm of the applause matched the pronunciation of Kewen's full name, and the audience spontaneously replaced their shouts at Kewen.

Seeing this, Kewen saluted again for a week, and then looked over to the referee's bench.

Director Crouch's expression was very excited. Although he was old, he was still blushing with excitement like a young man.

Echoing the rhythm and applauding non-stop, seeing Kewen looking over to him, he immediately stood up from his seat, raised his hands above his head, and continued to applaud Kewen.

Besides, Ludo Bagman, director of the Ministry of Magic's 'Sports and Sports Department', was not doing much better, slapped red with excitement on his face.

As for the other three principals, they were much more reserved. They just clapped normally and did not follow the rhythm of the applause in the entire arena.

Dumbledore looked so relieved that he lost his eyes when he laughed at the referee's bench, and his chin was constantly opened during the laughter, which made his long snow-white beard shake.

Besides, Madame Maxime's face was full of admiration, her eyes seemed to be looking at her son-in-law, with an expression of unknown care.

As for Principal Karkaroff, it was different. He slapped his hands in a perfunctory manner while he was smiling.

As if he understood the gaze that Kewen was looking at them, and let go of the applause in the arena for a while, Dumbledore tapped the magic microphone.

After a while, the applause gradually fell, and then Dumbledore made a 'please' gesture to Chief Crouch next to him.

"Cough!"

Secretary Crouch cleared his throat, then exclaimed in a loud voice, "A performance like never before! Let's give Mr. Cowan Quinn our applause once again!"

Clap clap clap-

This time, the applause was more normal, and it didn't take long for it to gradually fall.

"On behalf of myself, I would like to thank Mr. Cowen Quinn again for his wonderful performance!" Director Crouch said, drumming his palms a few times, and then said: "Next, please Judges, start scoring the performance of the Cowen Quinn Warriors!"

When the words fell, Director Crouch immediately raised his wand high, and an orange ray lifted into the sky, forming a huge '10' at the height.

The audience burst into cheers.

Dumbledore followed, holding his wand high and giving the same ten.

The cheers have been slightly increased in intensity.

Ludo Bagman of 'Sports and Sports' took a step slower and gave the same affirmative 10.

The applause of the audience was subdued by an even louder cheer.

Mrs. Maxim's aunt smiled, and she swung her wand above her head, sending a huge '10' high into the air.

The applause intensified, rivaling the cheers.

In the end, Principal Karkaroff seemed very entangled, hesitated for a while, and then perfunctorily projected the number-'8'.

The cheers and applause suddenly disappeared, and the audience turned into an uproar.

The judges followed the line of sight of the audience and immediately noticed Karkaroff's score.

Without waiting for the others to speak, Director Crouch questioned first: "Karkaroff! Your reasons had better satisfy everyone!"

"He, I, this is..." After stammering, Karkaroff's eyes suddenly lit up and he said loudly: "The purpose of this game is to get the golden egg through the guardian of the dragon! It is not to let He beat the dragon! So I have a reason! Two points for Mr. Quinn's extravagance!"

As soon as Karkaroff finished speaking, the audience suddenly booed, and many people kept yelling at Principal Karkaroff.

However, despite some sophistry, Karkaroff managed to perfunctory the past, making it difficult for other referees to continue arguing with him.

Amid the boos and curses, and under the scrutiny of the other referees, Karkaroff murmured with a guilty conscience: "What's wrong? I'm not wrong, he , Although... he did make extra moves, didn't he?"

Director Crouch was about to say something, but Dumbledore opened his mouth to be a peacemaker, raised his hand and patted Chief Crouch's arm softly, saying softly: "Okay, okay, Barty, that's it, Kewen's score is also the first anyway, so be it."

Director Crouch was a little resentful, but after looking at Dumbledore, he finally gave him face.

Glancing at Karkaroff again, Director Crouch announced: "Then! The final score of the Cowan Quinn Warriors is - 48 points!"

The screams sounded again, mixed with cheers, shouts and applause.

Kewen waved his wand again, leaned over and bowed to the surrounding stands, then returned to the lounge with the golden egg...

……

Today is the most glorious day in Gryffindor, and the most famous day.

Because both warriors from Gryffindor successfully made it through the game and got the golden egg with a clue to the next game.

In the common room, Cowen was carried by the Weasley twins and sat on their shoulders, receiving congratulatory cheers from all Gryffindor students.

Besides, Harry was also carried to the sky, but there were far fewer people around him than those around Cowen.

After all, the difference in performance on the field was obvious to all.

Corwen notices Harry, who has a smile on his face, but it's a little embarrassing.

But to Cowan's relief, Harry didn't show jealousy, and looked over with admiration.

Returning the favor, Kewen immediately pressed his hands down. His powerful leadership ability quickly made the common room quiet.

"Mr. Potter~IndoMTL.com~ Kewen looked at Harry with a smile, and said in the other's slight stun, "Do you mind letting everyone appreciate the clues in the golden egg? "

"Of course!" Harry nodded excitedly, "I mean, I'd love to share it with you all!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Cowen laughed.

Someone had handed Harry's golden egg up long ago. Harry took the golden egg with a proud look on his face, but suddenly thinking of Kewen's performance made him put away his emotions again.

Mutting his mouth and taking a deep breath, Harry put his hand on the switch of the golden egg, hesitated a little, and turned the switch suddenly.

The golden eggs spread out like petals, however, a piercing, high-pitched cry suddenly erupted.

This caused many people to cover their ears and scream, even all the people in the portrait covered their ears.

Seeing this, Kewen raised his hand quickly, and a 'Silence Spell' hit the golden egg, eliminating the noise.

The original excited atmosphere in the lounge suddenly seemed to be showered by a basin of cold water...