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Chapter four hundred and eighty encouragement

The warriors stood up one after another and left the scene with warm applause and blessings from their relatives. Mrs. Granger held Hermione's hand tightly, with tears flashing in her eyes. "Dear, she will be fine." Mr. Granger said, holding his wife.

"I know, I just..." Mrs. Granger couldn't speak.

Mr. Granger said to Hermione with red eyes and very emotionally: "Your mother is a little excited... because of the video of the second project... I waited at the door of the Burnt Cauldron Bar for an afternoon before I found a wizard in a strange costume. He took me in... In short, we want you to know, Hermione, we are proud of you."

Hermione's eyes were also wet. Harry and Ron stood aside at a loss, Sirius and Bill put their shoulders on the left and right. Sirius patted Harry on the back and almost pushed him to stagger. Sirius said to the Grangers and his wife: "There are two men in the team!"

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

As she walked through the foyer and walked down the steps, Hermione's mood was still a little depressed. Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Ron complained: "Hermione, you should tell your parents some common sense in the magic world. Don't they know that you are the strongest among the three?"

"Oh," Hermione burst into tears, "In their impression, I just changed my place to go to school, like... Well, what do you mean? A scholar who studies occultism? After all, I can't use magic outside of school... Maybe the books I bring back every summer vacation have also deepened this impression."

They walked carefully on the dim field, and more than a dozen warriors pulled out a long team, followed some people on both sides.

"Who are they?" Harry looked to the side.

"Most of the people in the Ministry of Magic are Aurors," Ron said, and when he saw Harry's puzzled gaze, he shrugged. "There must be someone staring at every floor of the maze, just in case, Professor Happ can't be busy alone... It was Percy told me, I have to admit that he has been doing well recently."

Everyone walked through the venue and passed through the Quidditch Stadium. Several goblins with short bows waved at the warriors of Ifamoni.

Hermione nervously: "We didn't consider dealing with goblins, they wouldn't be in the maze, right?"

Harry didn't say anything, just staring at the outline of the goblin, and he couldn't make sure. These little things used to live in the forest, and they must be like fish in the maze? He vaguely remembered that the goblin's bow and arrow were poisonous...

"Did you bring the antidote, Hermione?" he asked.

"I brought it, I prepared a lot of things... but to be honest, if we are really attacked, we may not be able to use it." Hermione said, touching his beaded bag.

They remained silent for the next time, walking along the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the road became more and more familiar. Before turning a bend, Harry took a last look behind him. The steps they had walked past were filled with dense spots of light, which were the light of the magic wand, and the people in the auditorium also came out, because it was too far away that he could not hear any sound.

But Harry could have imagined how excited they were. Seamo and Dean might have discussed in high spirits about what would happen in the maze. They have been doing this for several months; Ginny might be with Luna, but he really couldn't guess what they would talk about, maybe some kind of magical beast that had not been found yet? As for Neville, he asked Hermione for a list of spells some time ago, and he would definitely shine in the duel class next year... And Malfoy, he might be gritting his teeth!

The last thought made Harry feel a little excited, "Oh my goodness!" Hermione moaned in his ear.

Harry looked at her and was shocked. In front of him was a square tower building that was no smaller than Hogwarts Castle. He could only see three solid corners, made of black stones, and the gaps between them were filled with airtight thorns and hedges. The building was at least hundreds of feet tall, and Harry secretly estimated how many layers would be in the maze.

Stopped ahead, Bagman waited for the gathering of people and led them to the huge building. They walked through the sparse forests and came to a clearing where a huge silver tent stood, slightly shining in the dark.

Harry was a little dazed for a moment. He seemed to have returned to his first project, and they had to work together to deal with a fire dragon... but that seemed to be a matter of the previous life.

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

Everyone stared at him.

Bagman looked at everyone happily, as if he wanted to get a praise or two. In the awkward silence, he had to give up this idea. "Then, uh, I'll read the rules. You need to break through the maze. There are seven floors in total, the area is smaller as the top floor is. There are no traps placed, only one trophy."

"The use of black magic is prohibited, and the use of powerful spells against people is prohibited..."

He spoke for more than ten minutes in one breath, and Harry was a little irritated when he heard these things. They had analyzed them many times, and finally, Bagman reached the point.

"Next to introduce the order of entering the maze. According to the rules," Bagman glanced at Harry, "The two teams in Hogwarts will score an average score, but since they are ranked first and second, there is no need for this. You just need to enter in order according to the score."

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

"Bagman, the trophy has been put."

"Thank you, Yaxley. This should have been my job, but you have seen it, I'm in a state of ease..."

Yaxley showed her teeth and squeezed a stiff smile from the gap, "You're welcome." The man disappeared into the tent.

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

The warriors looked at each other. "If the unconscious warrior is discovered by the wandering monster," asked one of the warriors of Busbaton, the girl named Jacqueline Burgera. Several warriors nodded, and they had the same questions.

"Ah, that's what guards do," Bagman smiled. "They will watch from the side, and they won't take action unless you are really in danger of life. If the unconscious person is lucky enough to meet his companion, he can continue to play..."

The tent's cord was lifted up again. Kingsley and Felix walked in together.

"The audience door has been seated, Ludo. In five minutes, the Warriors can be arranged to enter the venue, and the staff will take them in from different entrances." Kingsley said calmly.

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

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

"There are four entrances in total. Which entry is random. The only limitation is that the same team must be separated." Felix took the speech and said gently.

"That's right, that's it." Bagman echoed, "then" he looked around.

"Can I say a few words?" Felix asked softly.

"Oh, what of course," said Bagman.

Felix stood in front of the Warriors and glanced at everyone, "You have made unimaginable efforts this year, and at the same time they have achieved great gains, strength, friendship, courage, cooperation, trust... Although the third project is extremely difficult, I believe you can successfully overcome difficulties. You only need to mobilize your wisdom, trust your companions, and most importantly, don't give up hope even in the worst situation."
Chapter completed!
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