Chapter 156: The 1rd Competition
Chapter 156: The 1rd Competition
Gellert Grindelwald and Narcissa had just arrived at the Headmaster's office. Gellert Grindelwald couldn't wait to look at Albus Dumbledore. "Albus..."
"Gellert, let's talk business first. You are the only ones missing." Albus Dumbledore looked away.
Even though he understood what happened in the past, it was not easy to let go of hatred or love. So Albus Dumbledore didn't know how to face Gellert Grindelwald.
"Okay." Gellert Grindelwald had just caught sight of Dumbledore from the corner of his eye and was momentarily stunned. It was the young Al... He couldn't help but grit his teeth. Why were they so happy in the other world? And he wasn't?
Thinking of the future Narcissa had described, he felt resigned. Are your students so important? So important that they're willing to die in their place?
Before there was Newt Scamander, now there’s Harry Potter, damn it!
It is unknown what the adults discussed specifically, but the plan will have to wait until after the first game is over.
Harry Potter was so persistent that he taught him a few practical spells. What was there to be afraid of? Harry didn't understand. He felt that Harry Potter was a bit useless.
You, a fourth grader, ask me, a second grader?
"Why do we have to participate in this competition?" Everyone knew that it was impossible for Harry Potter to sign up, and they also knew that it was Barty Crouch Jr. who signed up. But Albus Dumbledore and the others decided to let him participate anyway.
Everyone who witnessed what happened that day was surprised to find they had no way of telling anyone what they had seen and heard. They guessed it was Narcissa's magic circle.
This makes some people with ulterior motives feel anxious and fearful.
There will be a lot of people coming to watch the Triwizard Tournament, and there will definitely be people sent by Voldemort among them. They want Voldemort to think that everything is going according to his plan.
As for the Horcruxes, apart from the one on Nagini and Harry's head, Draco showed everyone how to clean a Horcrux. It can be reused.
"Merlin..." Draco Malfoy muttered to himself.
He took out his wand and, when no one was paying attention, imitated Draco and cast "Holy light dispels."
Under Draco Malfoy's incredulous gaze, a little white light floated out of the wand, and although it disappeared quickly, he never thought that he could do it.
The way he looked around just now was so cute that everyone pretended not to notice, but in fact, they all paid some attention to him.
So everyone saw the light on his wand, although it was very subtle.
Albus Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, a gleam in his eyes.
He originally thought that this was a world of difference, but the fact that their Draco Malfoy could use it meant that he also had this energy in his body.
What was the difference? Thinking of Harry, Draco, Ron, and Hermione, who were far superior to their peers, and Dumbledore and Narcissa, he was also shocked by their unfathomable abilities.
Is that some kind of potion? If this kind of potion were to circulate in the wizarding world, the consequences would be disastrous. What if someone with bad intentions...
"I'm sorry, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, you're missing an important herb. You don't need to be so vigilant." Narcissa saw what Albus Dumbledore was thinking at a glance.
"Ah, that's a pity," Dumbledore replied with a smile, not at all embarrassed by having his thoughts seen through.
"What about Draco Malfoy?" Albus Dumbledore had a guess.
"These children must have taken potions when they were at Hogwarts. The potential in their bodies will be stimulated." Dumbledore looked at him and Gale in this world, and shook his head in his heart.
Fortunately, there was Draco in their world... Fortunately, he accepted the Malfoy family's invitation that day, an invitation that changed the rest of his life...
"Wow, that's so cool." Ron Weasley couldn't help but shout. He put aside his previous grudges and squeezed next to Draco Malfoy.
"How did you do it, Malfoy?" His scorching gaze was about to burn holes in Draco Malfoy's hands and wand.
Draco Malfoy stepped back uncomfortably; he was not used to being so close to others.
"I think you can ask Ron over there, your attributes should be the same." Draco Malfoy didn't hate it, it was quite new to him.
Slytherin friendships always have just the right amount of distance, unlike Gryffindor, which seems to have, uh? No sense of distance?
Draco Malfoy looked at Harry Potter who was almost sticking to him, his head full of question marks.
Harry Potter was getting increasingly annoyed by the way Ron Weasley was clinging to Draco Malfoy. He joined their conversation without a word, occupying Draco Malfoy's side without leaving a trace.
After seeing Harry's powerful and beautiful lightning magic, Harry Potter kept clamoring to learn it.
Oh my god, I can't believe what an optimistic and cheerful little boy he'll be once he learns this! Even Draco Malfoy would be fascinated by me, right?
He was studying while grinning foolishly, and Harry really wanted to strike him with lightning. This guy was so annoying.
Harry taught Harry Potter the most basic lightning strike. After all, his moves were all developed by himself, and he practiced them by watching anime. One has to perfect his own moves to make them more adaptable.
It has to be said that Harry Potter practiced very hard in order to show himself to the person he liked in the first competition.
Just as Draco had thought, he drew the Hungarian Horntail.
But it doesn't matter, it's a small matter.
Harry Potter's thunderbolt, as expected, gave everyone a great shock. It was so cool!
Students of this age love those cool scenes. It should be said that not only students, but also some adults' eyes are shining. What kind of magic is this? I have never heard that the Potter family has such a secret technique?
Perhaps shaken by Narcissa's experience that day, Headmaster Igor Karkaroff didn't lower the scores, but instead honestly assessed each student. Of course, with the exception of Viktor Krum, no one could get a perfect score from him.
Unsurprisingly, Harry Potter took first place in the competition. After all, his beauty and relaxed posture are unquestionable.
He couldn't help but look towards the stands, and what caught his eye was Draco Malfoy's rare happy smile.
Different from the usual sneer, fake smile or smile that is a result of a successful prank.
His eyes were clear and bright, with a hint of red on his face. His innocent and bright smile made him look like a naive little prince. He happily clapped his hands in Harry Potter's direction.
Harry Potter was stunned until Hermione Granger came over and patted him.
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