A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 387 Make the competition more professional
When everyone is suffering a loss, if others suffer a smaller loss, then you will suffer a greater loss.

Seeing that representatives from Kodosdoriz and Hogwarts had reached an agreement to exchange medicinal materials, Vagadu and the Institute of Magic had no choice but to follow suit.

Percy returned with a full load, completely solving the medicine problem of the Hogwarts team, and the other three schools were basically no longer troubled by the shortage of medicine.

The ones who were hurt were the spectators outside the venue. What they wanted to see was the contestants fighting against various traps and enemies in their search for medicinal herbs. As a result, now all teams don't need to collect medicinal herbs anymore and all of them are huddled around their respective strongholds.

The members of the organizing committee were also very depressed. They spent a week setting up a large number of traps at the competition venue. Some of the traps were activated over time. Places that were safe today might be dangerous tomorrow.

Now, as planned, the competition for potion materials would become more intense starting from the third day, but as a result, one or two of them stayed in the stronghold and refused to come out.

Nikita said to Takashima: "Maybe we thought too much before and should make the game purer."

The next Potions Championship is held at the Institute of Magic, and it is Tadao Takashima's turn to be in charge.

He nodded slightly and said, "That's good. It allows students to focus on the key points."

"I have a suggestion. Starting from the next competition, we should increase the proportion of points awarded for innovation."

The other three principals nodded in agreement. After all, it was meaningless to just compete in replicating existing potions. The purpose of the competition was to promote the research and development of new drugs.

Durmstrang School of Magic intends to participate in the Potions Championship in the future. Karkaroff told them: "I hope the range of questions can be broader."

Dumbledore said immediately: "This proposal is very valuable. I agree with it in principle."

He knew very well what Durmstrang was good at. The current questions basically did not involve poisons in the field of dark magic, so Karkaroff hoped to add his own strengths to it.

Nikita asked Dumbledore in surprise: "Do you really agree?"

He was not the only one who had such doubts, others did too.

Dumbledore had spent most of his life fighting against Dark wizards, and everyone thought he had an aversion to the Dark Arts, so it seemed unreal that he would agree to include poisons in the Potions Championship.

"Yes," Dumbledore said confidently, "A friend of mine once said to me, 'Eating only things that are good for health is not considered healthy. You have to eat poison and nourishment to be considered healthy.'"

"I was inspired by last summer's Decryption Challenge and thought we might as well add a battle between poisons and antidotes to the Potions Championship."

"I have a suggestion. The poison with the highest score in the next competition will be used as the antidote for the next competition. What do you think?"

Everyone quickly understood his idea.

Poisons and antidotes develop in an alternating manner. Including poisons in the scope of the Potions Championship will, at first glance, promote the development of lethal poisons, but it will also allow antidotes to improve as well.

In the contest between spear and shield, the shield cannot wait passively, but must also take the initiative to make progress.

At this time, not only the other three principals of the Potions Tournament, but also the principals of other visiting magic schools began to seriously consider the feasibility of this proposal.

A pure and extensive Potions competition is attractive to many schools.

Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons, was somewhat moved.

Now Durmstrang intends to participate in the Potions Championship. With two of the three most famous magic schools in western Europe joining, Beauxbatons seems a bit out of the ordinary by not joining.

If the competition only involves making potions and no more messy confrontations, schools and students will need to spend less energy and there will be less trouble.

So Maxim decided to discuss it with other professors in the school after returning, and if there was no problem, it would be fine to participate.

This makes the Potions Championship more academic but less confrontational, which most viewers won't like.

Dumbledore also considered this, and continued with his previous words: "How about we hold a Quidditch championship among the schools?"

"We can hold a knockout round together, or a round-robin tournament. We can discuss the details together."

The most attractive game is naturally the magic fight, but it is too sensitive, so let's play Quidditch first.

Takashima Tadao immediately said: "This is a good suggestion. I agree to hold such a competition."

The wizards at the Institute of Magic are quite crazy about Quidditch, and their stadium is on the sea, which is also a feature. The other principals had no objections in principle, but Nikita asked, "Can we respect the traditions of each school in flying vehicles?"

Dumbledore and the others said in unison in different languages: "No!"

Others ride on flying brooms, and riding on flying carpets in India is not considered exaggerated, but riding on trees in Kodosdoriz is too outrageous.

At this time, the headmaster of Ilvermorny said, "How about holding a cooking competition?"

Maxim immediately agreed: "This is a great idea!"

The people around laughed.

There's a reason for this, but there's nothing good to see on the big screen right now, except Charles preparing a feast.

There are many magical animals in the arena, and some ordinary animals provide them with food.

This morning, a group of deer were drinking water by the lake, and Charles immediately caught one.

He built a rack, hung the deer on it, then bled it, skinned it, gutted it, and took out its entrails. He did the job very skillfully.

Harry and Ron hid aside, watching him busy with curiosity and anticipation.

There is a tradition of eating venison in the UK, but neither of these two children has ever eaten it.

Harry had heard Vernon brag about having eaten venison when his boss treated him to dinner before, and he was a little curious at the time, is venison really that delicious?
"It's a bit boring." Harry said, "It's particularly quiet today."

Charles glanced at him, cut ten pounds of venison, and asked him to cut it into small pieces to make the sauce.

"Why do I have to cut it too!" Ron complained as he started.

It was Harry who said he was bored just now. Just give him something to do. Why do you have to get involved?

Neville said even more aggrievedly: "Let alone the two of them being lazy here, I just came here, why should I have to work too!"

"How about you switch with me?" Seamus felt that he was the most wronged. "I just came out to fetch water."

"Charles, you are so stupid. You actually asked Hermione to carry the water back by herself."

Harry, Ron and Neville each slowly cut ten pounds of venison. Seamus was building the stove, which was much more laborious than cutting the meat.

Charles said to Harry, "Harry, when you get back, write an essay about Percy's actions in this game. It should be at least three pages."

"Ah?!" Harry almost cut his hand, "Why?"

He couldn't understand why he was writing these things.

Charles didn't answer why, but asked, "Do you want box tickets for the Quidditch World Cup final this summer?"

Harry's eyes suddenly widened. He had read the news about the Quidditch World Cup in the sports section of the Daily Prophet at least five times this year, even more attentively than Hermione when reading a book.

"How did you get the ticket?" Harry asked immediately. "I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said that the tickets for the final were sold out last year, and she herself didn't get a ticket."

Ron also said: "I heard there are unsold tickets, but they are hard to get. Dad has been trying his best to get us tickets recently."

Charles said calmly, "It was given to me by Mr. Ludo Bagman, the Director of the Department of Sport and Physical Education. I'm away from England for the summer vacation, so I'll give you mine."

In fact, he was getting tickets for the finals on the old man's orders. He finally managed to get three tickets through his connections. The old man took two and left one for him.

The smile on Harry's face seemed too exaggerated even to the audience outside.

He worked even harder to cut the meat, fearing that Charles would not give him a ticket if he did not do a good job. At the same time, he was thinking about how to write the reflections.

Charles didn't ask him to do this on a whim. No one knew what Voldemort was up to right now, so Harry had to learn how to use his brain more to avoid being cheated.

(End of this chapter)