Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Easy as a piece of cake!"

Draco said calmly as he walked off the field.

"It would be nice if your expression could be as calm as your tone." Harry nodded, stretched his waist, and then looked at Hermione next to him.

"It's our turn."

"Okay." Hermione nodded and suddenly opened her mouth to say something.

"Harry!"

"What's wrong?!" Harry turned around.

Hermione paused for a while, then shook her head: "No, it's nothing...it's just, it's not bad, right? I'm here in the finals!"

"Of course." Harry nodded.

As the two walked onto the field, Draco stood in the rest area, about to go find Crabgoyle, when he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"Malfoy!"

Draco turned his head and saw Fred George standing above him, leaning against the fence.

"Why are you two here?!"

"Of course it's open!" Fred smiled.

"You're still doing business with Slytherin?"

"Where there are people, there is business." Fred smiled. There were many rich people in Slytherin, and they couldn't afford this piece of cake.

"Are you coming?" Fred asked instead.

"It's okay for fun." Draco nodded: "Harry bets ten galleons."

Fred George's eyes twitched, and the former waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, the maximum cannot exceed one Galleons."

"It's too big. We can't bear the professors' anger." George also said.

"That's it?!" Draco looked surprised.

Fred George shrugged and didn't answer.

Slytherin showed this expression, so many people said this.

They have long been used to it.

One Galleung has been the pocket money of many people for a long time. Just buying snacks is enough to last for a month!

But in the eyes of many people in Slytherin, it is indeed—that’s it?

"Place a bet?" George said again: "There are still fifty seconds before the closing - oh! Damn it, what kind of terrain is this?!"

Draco also looked towards the arena. At this time, the entire ground was floating up and down, and the sky was gloomy.

Then, the grass gradually transformed into black waves, constantly undulating.

"At sea?!" Draco muttered. "But...where is this fight?!"

Then, he also noticed the countdown above.

forty three!

"Next galleons!" Draco said without looking back: "Charge it to my account!"

"As you wish!" George also stared at the field.

The next moment, a huge sailing ship suddenly rose from the sea and carried the two hostile people.

Blood covered the deck, the huge sail was broken, the mast was crumbling, and the huge sailing ship was crumbling in the waves.

Harry suddenly pulled on a sail rope floating beside him, and opposite him, Hermione had to hold on to the wooden railing with both hands to ensure that she would not be swayed.

"This ship—"

Harry looked around quickly and suddenly felt that the ship looked familiar.

He has seen it!

During Christmas, when his consciousness continued to soar, broke through the starry sky, and came to the chaotic world, he had seen this ship!

At that time, Uncle Mu En and Mr. Lucifer were standing on the deck of the ship, looking at themselves calmly.

The only difference is that this ship looks much younger now than it did then.

And it seemed like he had just gone through a battle!

Outside the arena, in the classroom seats, Snape frowned: "I can't imagine how stupid first-year people will behave after this terrain is extracted!"

"Well, this terrain is indeed quite special, naval battle."

"Mo En, this ship looks familiar!" Dumbledore joked.

"Well, this is my boat." Mu En nodded: "It's also pieced together!"

"It's amazing," said Dumbledore. "And can it fly?"

Mu En smiled: "It's okay, but that's another gesture."

With that said, the countdown in the arena below is coming to an end.

The waves on the sea gradually weakened, and the two of them got used to it a little. At this time, they could barely maintain their standing position on the deck.

At this moment, Hermione was raising her wand high.

She has never slacked off during this period of time!

"Harry!" she said.

Harry was staring closely at Hermione. At this time, Hermione's hair was constantly flying, her wand was raised high, and she showed a childish and stubborn face in a somewhat gloomy environment.

"May I ask you a question?" Hermione said.

"Go ahead." Harry nodded.

"Are you looking down on me?" Hermione asked suddenly.

Harry's breath suddenly stopped for a beat, and the sound of wind and waves inexplicably weakened in his ears. On the contrary, what became deafening was his own breathing and his own heartbeat.

"Why do you say that?"

"So, you don't object, right?" Hermione said, "You didn't even take the initiative to reveal your affairs to me."

Hermione looked at Harry stubbornly.

"No, I just don't want to, I don't think it's necessary."

"We are friends, aren't we?!" Hermione asked instead.

Harry opened his mouth, and countless answers came to his mind in an instant.

Then, he rejected them one by one!

He suddenly thought of Hermione's previous incident in the Chamber of Secrets, speaking up for him in the Gryffindor common room, taking him on a night tour in the Gryffindor common room late at night, and when he woke up in front of the infirmary. The crying face I saw.

By the way, does Hermione have any friends in Gryffindor?

A question suddenly popped into Harry's mind.

Ah, yes

They are obviously friends, right?

The next moment, the countdown ends.

"Atmosphere Charm—Lightning!"

The next moment, thunder rolled in the gloomy sky, and a blue light suddenly flashed!

"Armor protection—" Harry's spell sounded quickly, and a blue barrier suddenly appeared.

Thunder strikes!

The barrier cracked, but Harry's wand suddenly turned around and pointed at Hermione.

The most overlooked feature of the armor spell is that it can reflect spells to a certain extent.

For the unskilled, the direction in which this pops out cannot be fixed.

but--

The thunder suddenly struck Hermione.

However, Hermione seemed to have anticipated such a scene, and hid under the mast.

Then, thick fog rose!

Without any delay, Harry raised his wand and directed a blasting curse towards the mast.

The next moment, there was an explosion.

However, when he looked closely, there was no figure behind the mast.

"Disillusionment Curse?!" Harry was startled, and then looked around. At this time, the thick fog was gradually getting thicker.

If Neville's performance surprised Harry, he could accept it.

Then Hermione's behavior that surprised him was enough to prove how much he had ignored his friend during this period.

crackling——

A flash of blue suddenly flashed in the corner of Harry's eye.

"That is."

"Static?!"

Then, Harry raised his hand and looked at his wrist.

The hands were cold and hairy, with tiny drops of water condensing on them.

It was like a drizzle had just fallen.

"The whirlwind swept away——"

The unknown wind suddenly rose, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, and the sound of Hermione's spell.

The next moment, thunder fell from the sky, almost lighting up the entire arena!

"It happens again, it happens again!!" Professor Flitwick stood up, looking very unhappy.

"No, no, no, Julius!" Mu En was much calmer. He tapped his fingers to link to the entire transformation spell formation.

Then, Hermione's figure hidden in the Disillusionment Curse was revealed!

"Our Miss Granger is not among the thunder!"

Saying that, Mu En was also very surprised.

Hermione's current position was actually on top of the first mast.

She used the levitation spell and the weather spell to control the wind to quickly send herself to the top, and got to an unconventional and relatively safe high point!

Great position for a field controller!

The little girl was holding her breath and looked pale.

Obviously, the blow just now was also a blow that she put all her strength into.

This stubborn girl is obviously holding her breath!