A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Under the temptation of strawberry preserves, Warren quickly explained what happened. However, it was obviously a beat slower than Hermione. Before realizing the seriousness of the problem, Hermione embarrassedly fed it a few pieces of dried fruit and left with the magic codex given by Felix.

"Professor, I think Warren just made an unintentional mistake." She tried to make amends before leaving.

Warren blinked, what is an unintentional loss?

"I understand," Felix said, hugging Varen, and after a few seconds of hesitation Hermione tiptoed to leave, and he stopped her from behind. "Miss Granger, you can try to fix that time-turner with reference to Nick's Magic Codex, but no matter what the result is, remember, don't use it and don't put yourself in danger."

"I assure you, Professor," said Hermione.

Felix watched the door shut, then put his eyes on Warren, who was sitting on his lap, half-squinting and patting his thigh in delight. "Hahaha! (Keep feeding!)" Felix laughed angrily at its leisurely appearance.

"Aren't you reading The Tales of Bedouin the Poet?" he said.

Warren looked at him suspiciously.

"Some time ago, you were pestering me to tell the story of the 'Fountain of Good Luck'," Felix said. "In fact, you will find that the story behind it is equally exciting. It is called 'The Witch's Hairy Heart'..."

"Haw!" Warren was startled. "Haw! Haw! (Don't lie to me! That's a horror story!)"

"It's true, every story of the poet Bedouin has a metaphor," Felix said with a smile: "For example, the wizard uses black magic to separate his heart from his body, locks it in a crystal box, and uses The practice of escaping the hurt of worldly feelings...perhaps this is the poet's artistic expression of the Horcrux; not to mention that the story warns us not to tamper with life's deepest secrets at will—"

Having said this, he suddenly paused. Don't tamper with life at will - is he tampering with life by transforming into magical creatures now? He pondered this question, no matter what, he should be more cautious and careful, at least until the transformation is completed, it is a good choice to stay in school and not go out.

Who knows when he was visiting a branch of the company, would he push the door and bump into a monster without a nose?

There was a sudden sweetness in his mouth, and Felix came to his senses and looked down to see that Warren was holding out a small hand and stuffing a candied strawberry into his mouth.

"Haw! (Change the story!)"

Felix bit the sweet candied fruit and said vaguely: "Then change the story, how about 'The Legend of the Three Brothers'?" Warren nodded sharply, who wants to listen to what a hairy heart, isn't this a curse word? Specially used to describe a cold-hearted wizard?

It's the sniff that has seen the full set of "Little Wizard Mick's Adventures".

"Once upon a time, there were three brothers rushing along a secluded sheep-intestine path. It was almost dusk, and they came to a fast-flowing river, and met a man who claimed to be the god of death..."

On the other hand, Hermione returned to the lounge holding the Magic Codex.

"Letters sent?" asked Harry, who lent Hermione his Hedwig to write letters to the family.

"Yeah, I brought this back," Hermione said triumphantly, waving the codex in her hand, and Harry's eyes lit up. "The time-turner information?" he whispered, and after getting a positive response, he quickly sat down next to Hermione.

"Why didn't you see Ron?" Hermione asked casually, carefully opening the scroll.

"He went to the foyer again to make sure the rules for the third item were posted," said Harry, and he and Hermione quickly noticed that the Codex looked a bit like 'answer parchment', staring at the icon, impatiently thinking. Click on the icon that says "Nick Lemay Teardown".

"Wait, Harry," Hermione stopped him. "The professor suggested that we first read the experimental data Nick Lemay collected about the time-turner." She clicked on the first icon—a pained expression The witch, Harry didn't feel very well, but he quickly regained his strength, and lines began to appear on the manuscript.

"Heloise Mintab? What did she do?" he asked curiously.

"My own experience ended all long-distance time travel," Hermione explained succinctly.

After a while, Harry licked his lips after reading the experience of Heloise Mintab, wanting to express his thoughts, when Ron returned happily.

"The rules are out!" he shouted loudly, tossing the parchment in his hand, attracting the attention of everyone in the lounge. "I met Cedric and the others, and Collins also copied a copy for me by the way..."

The crowd gathered around curiously.

"Come on!" Seamus shouted.

"Oh, uh... well," Ron enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, clearing his throat and looking at the parchment. "The first is the results of the first two events - Cedric Group 126 points, Vagado 113 points, Beauxbatons 110 points, Durmstrang 100 points, Ilvermorny 73 points."

"You missed one," Neville reminded him.

"Is there?" The smile on Ron's face was about to stop.

"You forgot to say—"

"Oh, that's it." Ron patted his forehead pretendingly. "I forgot our grades, gentlemen and ladies, are you ready for this moment?"

"Ron, if you still like the shape of your nose, you'd better be happy." Fred threatened maliciously.

"It's 128," Ron said honestly, "number one," he added.

There was silence in the lounge for a few seconds, then deafening cheers erupted, and everyone applauded, "Nice job!" Seamus waved his fists and shouted in vent.

Ron's face quickly turned red.

After a while, he squeezed out of the crowd to join Harry and Hermione, with Ginny behind him.

"They're so enthusiastic," Ron said in a deliberate understatement. "I mean, it's not all my fault."

Ginny stared at him, as if there was something dirty on his face, making Ron uncomfortable. He hesitated, "Well, I admit, Harry and Hermione deserve more..."

Hermione snatched the parchment from his hand and read the specific rules on it. For a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's much better than I thought."

"How?" Harry asked.

"Until you get the trophy, you don't have to worry about being attacked by other Warriors teams, you just have to deal with the dangers of the maze itself. The person who gets the trophy will reveal his position every two minutes, which is convenient for Warriors on the same team and other teams. Confirm the direction, as for whoever finds out who gets the trophy first depends on luck—"

"What are they going to do?" Harry couldn't help but ask. "What—if I get the trophy, how do I reveal my position?"

"Well," Hermione glanced quickly at the parchment, "it said the trophy would sing loudly for ten seconds, and the Strange Sisters had recorded a battle song for it. One more important point, we must abide by it. International duel competition rules, which means black magic will be banned and there are strict restrictions on hexes. The stinging spell we practiced earlier may not come in handy…”

Hermione said more than a dozen restrictions one after another, such as prohibiting killing spells from attacking the warriors themselves. If one of the parties loses consciousness at the end of the battle, such as being hit by a stun spell, the winning warrior must take the initiative to send a signal to call the patrolling guards. personnel.

"...Finally pass the trophy, which is the door key, and come out of the maze, and the game is over." Hermione raised her head.

"So the point of the game is to get the trophy first, and then—" Ginny said slowly.

"Stay mobile," Hermione said.

"Be careful not to be ambushed." This was Ron's answer.

"Defeat your opponent quickly." Harry replied without hesitation. The other three looked at him at the same time, and he explained, "I think it's easier to get exposed the more you go to the back. It's useless to just hide, because you can run into other people at any time."