A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The warriors stood up one after another and left the stage with warm applause and blessings from their relatives. Mrs. Granger held Hermione's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes. "My dear, she'll be all right," said Mr. Granger, holding his wife.

"I know, I just..." Mrs. Granger was speechless.

Mr. Granger's eyes were red, and he said to Hermione very emotionally: "Your mother is a little excited...because of the video of the second project...I waited at the door of the Leaky Cauldron for an afternoon, only to find a wizard in strange clothes, He took me in... Anyway, we want you to know, Hermione, that we're proud of you."

Hermione's eyes were also wet. Harry and Ron stood bewildered, with Sirius and Bill resting on their shoulders. Sirius patted Harry on the back so hard that he almost staggered, and Sirius said to the Grangers, "There are two men in the line!"

"Yeah, yes, we'll take care of her," Harry and Ron said hurriedly.

When walking through the hall and down the steps, Hermione's mood was still a little low, Harry and Ron looked at each other, Ron complained, "Hermione, you should tell your parents some common sense in the wizarding world, Don't they know that you are the strongest of the three?"

"Oh," Hermione laughed through her tears, "in their minds, I just went to school in a different place, like... um, how to say? Occult scholar? After all, I can't use magic outside school... maybe The books I bring back every summer also reinforce this impression.”

They walked cautiously on the dimly lit field, and a dozen warriors pulled out a long line, with shadows on both sides following some people.

"Who are they?" Harry looked aside.

"Most people at the Ministry of Magic are Aurors." Ron said, seeing Harry's questioning eyes, he shrugged, "Every floor in the maze has to be watched, just in case, Professor Heppe is one. People can't be busy... Percy told me, I have to admit, he's been having a lot of fun lately."

The crowd crossed the field, passed the Quidditch pitch, and several goblins with short bows waved at the warriors of Ilvermorny.

Hermione was nervous: "We didn't think about dealing with goblins, they won't appear in the maze, right?"

Harry didn't speak, just stared at the goblin's outline, and he wasn't sure. These little things used to live in the forest, and presumably they can also be like a duck in water in the maze? He vaguely remembered that goblin bows and arrows were poisoned...

"Have you brought the antidote, Hermione?" he asked.

"Bring it, I have prepared a lot of things... But to be honest, if we are really attacked, we may not need it." Hermione touched her beaded bag and said.

They remained silent for the rest of the time, walking along the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The road became more and more familiar. Before turning a corner, Harry glanced behind him one last time. The steps they had walked before were densely packed. The spot of light, it was the light of a wand, and the people in the auditorium came out, too far apart for him to hear a sound.

But Harry could well imagine how excited they were, Seamus and Dean probably having a lively discussion about what to expect in the labyrinth, and they'd been doing this for months; Ginny might be with Luna, but he really Can't guess what they will talk about, maybe some kind of 'undiscovered' magical animal? As for Neville, he asked Hermione a while ago for a list of spells that will definitely shine in next year's dueling class...and Malfoy, maybe he's gnashing his teeth!

The last thought gave Harry a little boost, "Oh my God!" Hermione groaned in his ear.

Harry followed her line of sight, and was shocked. In front of him is a square tower-shaped building not much smaller than Hogwarts Castle. He can only see three solid corners, which are made of black stones piled up into straight upward prisms, and the gaps between them are covered with airtight thorns. and hedges filled. The building was at least a hundred feet tall, and Harry secretly estimated how many floors the maze would have.

The front stopped, Bagman waited for the people to gather, and led them to the huge building. They walked through the sparse trees and came to a clearing where a huge silver tent stood, slightly placed in the darkness. Light.

Harry was in a trance for a while, it seemed that when he returned to the first project, they had to work together to deal with a fire dragon... but that seemed to be a previous life.

"Okay," Bagman said happily, "you should not be unfamiliar with this place. We built a maze castle on the original venue for the competition. The school has prepared two places, but I think the familiar environment will make You feel at home..."

Everyone stared at him.

Bagman looked at the crowd with joy, as if he wanted a compliment or two, and in the awkward silence, he had to give up the idea. "Then, uh, let me read the rules. You need to pass through the maze. There are seven floors in total, and the area becomes smaller as you go up. There are no traps on the top floor, only one trophy."

"No black magic, no powerful spells on people..."

He spoke for ten minutes in one breath, and Harry was a little irritable. They had analyzed these things many times. Finally, Bagman came to the point.

"Then the order of entering the maze. According to the rules," Bagman glanced at Harry, "the two teams at Hogwarts will have an average score, but since they are ranked first and second, they will There's no need for that. Just enter in order of score—"

At this time, the curtain of the tent was lifted from the outside.

"Bagman, the trophy has been placed."

"Thank you, Yaxley. This is supposed to be my job, but as you can see, I'm out of shape..."

Yaxley bared his teeth and squeezed a stiff smile between them. "You're welcome." The man disappeared into the tent.

"Okay, the trophy has been placed. Next, I will introduce the guards in the maze. They are all from the Ministry of Magic. Well, except Felix, the guards will not show up easily, even if you pass out."

The warriors looked at each other. "In case the unconscious warrior is discovered by a wandering monster--" one of Beauxbatons' warriors, the girl named Jacqueline Bourgeois asked, several warriors nodded, they had the same question.

"Ah, that's what the guards do," Bagman smiled. "They'll watch, unless your life is really in danger, they won't take action. If a comatose person is lucky enough to meet a companion, then He can keep playing..."

The tent curtains were lifted again. Kingsley and Felix walked in together.

"The audience is already seated, Ludo. In five minutes, the Warriors can be arranged, and the staff will take them in through different entrances." Kingsley said calmly.

"Excellent," Bagman said happily. "I can't wait to host the game."

"Wait, different entrances?" asked Byers of Ilvermorny's team.

"There are four entrances in total, which one you enter is random. The only restriction is that the same team must be separated." Felix took over and said gently.

"That's right, that's it," Bagman agreed. "Then—" He looked around.

"Can I say a word?" Felix asked softly.

"Oh, what—of course," Bagman said.

Felix stood in front of the warriors, his eyes swept over everyone, "In this year, you have all made unimaginable efforts, and at the same time have gained huge gains, strength, friendship, courage, cooperation, trust... Although the third project is extremely difficult, I believe that you can successfully overcome the difficulties, just use your wisdom, trust your companions, and most importantly - even in the worst situation, don't give up hope."

"Today is just an important milestone in your life, not the end - time is on your side."