The sound of music is trembling, and the colorful flags are hunting.
In this small circular auditorium that could only accommodate a thousand people, whether it was Hogwarts or Durmstrang, all the Beauxbatons students flushed with excitement, cheering for the warriors of their schools. This place is extremely lively.
Especially for Hogwarts, they had the home field advantage, but with only a few hundred people, they created the momentum of tens of thousands of people cheering. From a glimpse, Hu Xiuwu could understand that the British fan culture is so talked about, but also feared.
At this time, the only one with a higher combat power than the British audience is White Bear.
Today is the last game of the Goblet of Fire, and tonight the key is to win the Goblet of Fire championship.
The girls from the romantic city danced to encourage Fleur. The home venue, Hogwarts, organized a small symphony orchestra to play the Hogwarts school song. The low and melodious sound of the saxophone filled the entire venue.
It’s great to be young,
'Zhang Lingyu' who was standing behind Harry sighed. These students still simply thought that this was just an international competition, but they didn't know that behind the competition, several people had already lost their lives, and they were even vaguely involved in a power struggle with the Ministry of Magic. Together.
Not only that, 'Zhang Lingyu' glanced at the low-key and elegant old man behind him, Spencer, the president of the Jade Society.
There was a smile on his face, like a gentle professor, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking in his heart.
In this game, Spencer's attitude was the most ambiguous and distant, just like the relationship between England and Europe. It seemed that he was just a spectator when he came to England this time.
But it was this low-key old man who pulled Nadutong into the situation, causing many things to develop beyond the expectations of the conspirators behind it.
I'm afraid that the current smoke-filled atmosphere in England is exactly what he wants to see.
Due to geopolitical reasons and Dumbledore's relationship, the Emerald Society's control over the British Ministry of Magic has always been very weak. The British Ministry of Magic almost always obeys the orders of the Emerald Society.
If it's good for me, I'll treat you as the best. If it's not good for you, just step aside.
'Zhang Lingyu' was playing a cartoon in his mind, but when he saw Dumbledore pushing Harry forward, he looked back at Cedric and glanced at 'Zhang Lingyu', who was half a head shorter than Cedric.
'Zhang Lingyu' followed Dumbledore's usual attitude and behaved politely.
He was so imitated that he didn't give any response to Dumbledore, which almost made Dumbledore think that Zhang Lingyu was really here, which was better than 'Zhang Lingyu'.
'Hu Xiuwu''s acting skills are much worse. At this moment, he is standing next to Bi Youlong, his lips are slightly pursed, his facial features are tense, and he has an overly nervous expression, as if he is the warrior in the next game.
Bi Youlong put his hand on 'Hu Xiuwu', pressed his shoulder, and told him to relax.
Zhang Zhiwei, like the other principals, stood next to his students. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at his closed disciples with a smile.
When Dongfang Yiren has cultivated to his level, he no longer only looks at people and things on the surface. It's just that Zhang Lingyu's climb ten times in one night clearly shows that something is wrong.
The Panpu cup stems on 'Hu Xiuwu' appear to be weakened by a conspiracy, but they are actually full of vitality.
Zhang Zhiwei understood what was going on at a glance. This was also the reason why Hu Xiuwu and Bi Youlong did not notify the Tianshi beforehand, because Hu Xiuwu knew very well that this matter could not be hidden from the eyes of the Tianshi.
Sure enough, no need to say more,
Early this morning, after Zhang Zhiwei saw 'Hu Xiuwu' and 'Zhang Lingyu' standing in front of him, he frowned and looked at them for a long time, with an expression like you young people really know how to play.
When he was about to enter the venue, Zhang Zhiwei brushed off the dust on 'Zhang Lingyu' and said, "Be more careful. Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will support you."
The Auror from the Ministry of Magic who was maintaining order on the side had a bit of embarrassment on his face, thinking that the Celestial Master was insinuating the accidents in the first two games.
The young Aurors all wanted to save face. One of the Aurors said categorically, almost risking his professional dignity:
"Don't worry, there won't be any surprises in this game."
Brother, it’s too early to say it. It’s the biggest surprise that I stand in front of you. It’s all because of your support.
'Zhang Lingyu' laughed a little in his heart, but on his face he still maintained the usual gentle Taoist priest Zhang Lingyu, but also had a sense of alienation from a mountain person.
To put it simply, he is a kind and simple otaku who doesn’t understand the ways of the world when he meets outsiders, but he just needs to be polite.
Several warriors walked from the aisle next to the auditorium one after another into the center of the auditorium, the square that attracted everyone's attention.
The whole place was once again filled with enthusiastic sounds, and the cheers almost drowned out Dumbledore, who used loud voice magic to talk about the game process.
'Zhang Lingyu' stood beside Zhang Zhiwei in a low-key manner, looking at the interesting positions of the Goblet of Fire judges.
Spencer stood on the edge, indifferent to worldly affairs; Beauxbatons' principal, Maxim, dragged Fleur and stood beside Dumbledore, and Durmstrang's principal, Karkaroff, did not dare to interact with Barty? Behemoth, who was with Rauch, obviously didn't take his name seriously, wanted to get close to Dumbledore, but was afraid that he would ignore him.
Ingor Karkaroff, who has a beard and rotten teeth. Although he lives on the edge like Spencer, Spencer is like an outsider watching indifferently, while he is like a bullied child. Just the same, pitifully isolated.
Yin Geer couldn't protect himself now, so he still had time to worry about the Goblet of Fire competition. He was now preoccupied with escaping.
However, the most interesting positions were those of Fudge and Raymond. Behemoth didn't know when he got entangled with the Minister of Magic.
It seems that Fudge also realized that his situation was not good, but a man with extremely powerful power like him did not sit still and wait for death. Instead, he got involved with Behemoth.
Only Zhang Zhiwei is truly a free-spirited person who doesn't touch worldly matters at all.
Even if he doesn't participate in the competition, Hu Xiuwu finds it very interesting just to speculate on the relationship between these people.
Peng!
Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts, once again interrupted his principal's speech and lit the starting cannon to start the game in advance.
Dumbledore had no choice but to step aside and let the warriors start the game.
Then, everyone's eyes fell on 'Zhang Lingyu'.
'Zhang Lingyu' was confused for a moment, and then he remembered that he was the first person on the scoreboard after two games, and he would be the first to go out in the third game.
Then let's go.
'Zhang Lingyu' walked into the mist with her head held high and her chest held high, cool and calm.
As soon as he stepped into the fog, 'Zhang Lingyu' felt a nauseating feeling of being transported away from another place.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a vast, boundless maze filled with thick fog.
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