Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Halfway through, Aaron swallowed hard.

He finally understood why Fu Rong was in such a mess. She was not followed by a manticore, but a group of manticores, densely packed, at least a few hundred.

Each manticore is the size of a crab, plus they have a certain magic resistance, adult wizards can only run away when they encounter them.

"What kind of luck is this for you?" Aaron asked as he moved towards the finish line with Fleur.

"How do I know?" Fu Rong cried without tears, "I just opened a silver treasure chest, and then a group of monsters came out, which were harder to deal with than Grindylow at the bottom of the water.

Don't talk about this, run quickly, if you are caught up, you will definitely be eaten to nothing. "

"I have a way to deal with them, but there is one small condition."

Furong froze for a moment, her complexion became unattractive, but she knew very well what attracted boys most to her.

"You should know you can't get rid of them with your speed alone." Aaron continued, "How? Think about it?"

Furong struggled for a moment, then quickly kissed Aaron on the cheek, blushing and said: "Satisfied!"

Aaron suddenly looked confused, and stopped in a daze.

It wasn't that he couldn't accept it, but it was so sudden that he was caught off guard.

At the same time, hundreds of spectators outside the stadium also saw this scene with different expressions.

Draco's eyes widened, and he silently gave a thumbs up to the screen. Ron looked at Aaron enviously, and touched his face unconsciously. However, Hermione, who was sitting next to him, had burning eyes, and her breathing was a little short.

Adrian and Jins looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised playful arcs. They just watched a game and didn't expect to have unexpected gains. The embarrassment of the younger brother (young master) is usually not seen.

"Don't wait, they are about to catch up." Fu Rong shouted anxiously.

"That...Actually, that's not my condition." Aaron said with some embarrassment.

"It's too greedy!" Furong said with some dissatisfaction, "Kissing is not bad, but you have to formally date me, a boyfriend and a boyfriend."

Hearing this, the corners of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly.

"It's okay to take advantage of me just now, I don't care about it with you, but can you stop thinking about this beautiful thing now?"

"you..."

"I'll explain later, let's solve the immediate trouble first." Aaron snapped his fingers while speaking, using illusion to cover up the figures of the two, and at the same time cast their illusions onto the aisle.

However, the phantom did not run away, but made exaggerated movements. As their limbs trembled, the manticores followed suit, and were drawn in the completely opposite direction.

"Is this...solved?" Furong was a little unbelievable, but she was extremely embarrassed by this group of creatures.

"If you read a little more, you will know that manticores will mimic human movements, but it just makes them stop attacking, and it's not that easy to actually get rid of them."

Fu Rong also came back to her senses, looked at Aaron and asked, "What's the condition you just said?"

"Giving up the championship, uh... Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as giving up." Aaron said bluntly, "I mean five warriors touching the trophy together."

"Huh?" Fu Rong's pupils opened slightly, and she immediately understood his plan, and said in a complicated tone, "This is your plan?"

"Everyone is tied for the championship, and I can fulfill all the conditions, no one loses!" Aaron said solemnly.

"This... I still want to stick to it."

"Hey, hello! Are you so shameless?" Aaron was not surprised by her attitude, and directly showed her the Marauder's Map in his hand.

"This is... which box did you dig it out of?" Fu Rong asked in surprise. If she had this map, she might have already won the championship.

"End, I've been waiting for you for a long time, if it wasn't for hearing your screams, I wouldn't have come here.

So... I'm already a champion in a sense. "

Furong was silent for a while, "Okay, I agree with your conditions, but the others..."

"I will convince others, if it doesn't work, I will have to convince them.

However, I can only give you half of the bonus of [-] Galleons, because I have spent a lot of money these days, and I really can't make ends meet. "

Fu Rong forced a smile and returned the map to Aaron.

"Ah! I think we're going faster, Harry and Cedric are only two corners away from the finish line." Aaron curled his lips, but he wasn't too worried.

After all, he had already multiplied the number of civets when he left the center of the maze, which was equivalent to having a dozen powerful and swift beasts guarding the trophy.

The two of them alone will definitely not be able to subdue those civet cats for a while. If they attack with magic, their number will double, and it will be difficult for them to protect themselves. How can they have the heart to compete for the trophy!

Chapter 400 The trophy is equal to the door key, and the fake Moody is exposed

When Aaron and Fleur arrived at the finish line according to the map, Cedric and Harry were fighting the civets, but they were all wounded, so they were obviously at a disadvantage.

"Come here and help." Cedric said hastily.

"It's not impossible to help, but... there is a small condition." Aaron said meaningfully, "How about getting in touch with the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament together?"

"Hey! This is taking advantage of others!" Cedric said angrily, "We finally reached the end."

"I arrived 15 minutes before you came, and I released these civets after I opened a golden treasure chest.

If it wasn't for someone's special request, if I really wanted to win the championship alone, what would you do? "

"This..."

"We agree." Harry said directly, he couldn't hold it anymore.

These civets will automatically split when they are attacked by magic power, and each split body is the same as the main body, with fangs and claws and quick movements. He has mastered a few spells that are almost useless, so he can only fight and retreat.

Aaron didn't help immediately, but looked at Cedric, "What about you?"

Cedric was still a little hesitant. After all, he was really close to the trophy now, and the distance of less than ten meters was almost within reach. He was really unwilling to give up under such circumstances.

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly, I'm not in a hurry.

In short, both Harry and Fleur agreed, and it will not be too late for me to act after you are exhausted by the civet cat. "

Hearing this, Cedric was taken aback for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

He also understood that even without these civets, Aaron would not give him the chance to touch the trophy.

This game has progressed to this point, the result is already very obvious, and it will be futile to persevere.

"I promise."

"Very good." Aaron clapped his hands, "You guys made a very wise decision."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do it!" Harry shouted loudly.

"okay!"

Aaron waved his wand, and the ground under Harry and Cedric's feet rose rapidly and turned into a ten-meter-high column.

Seeing this, the civets showed their flexible bodies and terrifying jumping power, and rushed towards the column. It seemed that the height of ten meters was not difficult for them to overcome.

Cedric and Harry struggled to fight back, knocking them back with spells, but this also increased the speed at which they split.

"It really increases my workload!" Aaron smacked his lips and waved his wand again.

Fences grew on the ground, separating all the civets, and after a while, a ring-shaped cage was created in the center of the maze.

As all the civets were locked up, the pillars under Harry and Cedric's feet began to slowly descend.

call! ×2.

Harry and Cedric heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down on the ground in a very disfigured manner.

"It's really exciting." Cedric said with lingering fear. The clothes on his body were scratched by the cat's claws, and he could see seven or eight bloodstains at a glance.

Harry nodded approvingly, the last time he felt this way was in the acromantula's lair.

"Fortunately, I agreed quickly, otherwise it would have been like the two of them lying here." Fu Rong thought to herself.

Aaron walked up to the two of them and helped them up, "It's still a matter of Krum. Before that, the two of you, no, the three of you should have a good rest!"

The three of them looked at each other, and unconsciously glanced at the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament in the center.

Very beautiful, but this honor has little to do with them.

Although it was touching the trophy together, it was more like buying one and getting four free, and they were the four who were given away.

Aaron frowned as he looked at the Marauder's Map in his hand.

Krum's position should be near the finish line, but he went around 200 meters away, and there weren't many magical animals around.

"Is there any problem?" Fu Rong asked, "Victor is not weak, as long as he doesn't encounter too much danger, it shouldn't be difficult to escape calmly!"

"How should I say it? Something's not quite right."

At this time, the maze began to move as a whole, except for a few hedge walls near the center, there were rustling sounds from other places.

On the Marauder's Map, Krum began to accelerate his actions. He seemed to know the most correct route, sparks and lightning all the way, bypassing all the magical animals, and quickly approaching the finish line.

"This... shouldn't be!" Aaron frowned even deeper. He felt that if Krum had the ability, he should have won the trophy long ago. There is no need to be the last one!

A sense of foreboding haunts Aaron that something may be wrong with Krum.

But after looking at the trophies of the Triwizard Tournament, he felt that there was no need to think too much.

Soldiers came to block, water came to cover, this game was watched by hundreds of people, even if Krum had any bad intentions, he could only suppress it in his heart.

Furthermore, all fear stems from insufficient firepower.

With his current strength, unless the Dark Lord is resurrected, there are really not many people who can make him feel afraid.

When Aaron set up the inexplicable Flag, Krum came to the finish line panting.

He looked at the three men and one woman sitting next to the trophy, his expression became extremely complicated, "The game...is it over?"

"Not yet, but soon." Cedric shrugged, "We've been waiting for you for several minutes."

"I..."

"Let's touch the trophy together!" Harry persuaded, "The game is not officially over yet, but we have already lost, and now we are just helping Aaron meet certain conditions."

Krum nodded in a daze, and didn't make any rebuttals, as if it was a matter of course.

Five people surrounded the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament.

"I'll count to three, two, and one. Let's touch the trophy together." Aaron said, and the other four also stretched out their hands tacitly, only one palm away from the trophy.

"Three, two, one..."

The moment the voice fell, Aaron suddenly noticed that Krum showed a weird smile, and his pupils seemed to have lost all color, like a marionette.

Aaron's heart thumped wildly, but it seemed that it was too late.

Their feet left the ground, the whistling wind filled their ears, and the surrounding scene began to rotate rapidly.

The audience outside the field stared blankly, unable to react from this sudden scene, thinking that the referee had set up another test.

"Portkey." Adrian stood up from the referee's seat, her face was extremely cold, "Professor Dumbledore, I hope you can explain to me why the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament becomes a Portkey?"

"Isn't this your arrangement?" Dumbledore asked puzzled.

"I don't remember making such an arrangement." Adrian sneered, "The trophy of the Triwizard Tournament was put into the maze by the people of Hogwarts, and it was the people of Hogwarts who were responsible for checking the venue."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and looked around the maze, "Alastor, you..."

"I don't know what's going on." Moody roared anxiously and angrily.

"Please, Uncle Jinns."

Jinns waved his wand expressionlessly, and a flash of white light hit Moody, sending him flying over the hedgerow of the maze.

Moody got up in a panic, his face completely changed, worry and anxiety turned into a ferocious sneer, "When did you find out that I was fake?"

"I didn't find anything, I just don't want to let any suspects go." Adrian said indifferently, "Dumbledore believes you, but you are indeed the most suspect."

"Sir, can you tell me where you sent my young master?"

"He won't be in danger for the time being, but others may not be so lucky, especially Harry Potter." The fake Moody laughed loudly as he said, his sick laughter made the audience feel nervous.

"Who are you?" Dumbledore asked suppressing his anger, "Where is Alastor?"

"For some reason, I still need him, so he is still alive."

"Poison Potion?"

Fake Moody didn't deny it, just looked at him mockingly, "Goodbye, Dumbledore, I'm going to meet my master."

"It's not that easy to leave!" Jins waved his wand expressionlessly, and a blue light shot out from his wand.

The fake Moody immediately raised his wand to fight back, but the scarlet spell he cast was easily defeated by the blue light, and he flew backward again and landed above the hedge.