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at dusk.

Ron was still in the library, staring at the golden egg at a loss.

He felt like he was in a nightmare and could only hope for a miracle.

But he knew better that even if a miracle happened and he discovered the secret of the golden egg, it would be difficult to find a way to deal with it overnight.

How did things get to this point?

"I'm so stupid, really, I just know that being a warrior will get the attention of all the students; I don't know that every level is so difficult..."

Ron couldn't help thinking.

If he studied the golden egg earlier, or paid attention to the lectures in class - maybe a teacher has mentioned how to crack the golden egg.

He looks like a student who is frantically preparing for the night before the exam. But he doesn't even know the scope of the exam, how can he review it!

"I might have a showdown with the referee tomorrow...I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't unlock the golden egg, I really can't do it!" Ron thought to himself.

Well, he had no idea where the second match was, let alone the referee.

Ron couldn't help covering his face, groaning in pain and hitting his head against the table.

The students around were startled.

Everyone thought that Ron was practicing some kind of evil magic in a self-mutilating way.

Immediately hide away.

As time passed, Mrs. Pince began to take the feather duster and drove the students back to the lounge.

Ron made a trip to the bathroom and put on Harry's Invisibility Cloak, evading search.

He didn't come out quietly until Mrs. Pince left.

Ron didn't expect that one day he would feces in the library like this!

And... how about Harry?

He clearly said that he wanted to help himself, but he left for so long and hasn't come back yet!

Forget it, don't care about him, you can only rely on yourself.

Ron slipped into the bookshelf with a gleam of light from the tip of his wand and pulled out book after book—about dragon eggs.

As long as there was a book that could mention eggs in a single sentence, he pulled it out.

He put all the books on a table, buried his head and read, leaning on the dim light of his wand, searching hard, occasionally checking his watch...

Nine o'clock in the evening... ten o'clock... The only thing that kept Ron going was the fact that he told himself over and over again:

The secret is in the next book...in the next book...the next...

Ron felt so tired.

He yawned and decided to lie down on the table for a while. Just squinting for a few minutes, he continued to turn the book.

It was only after a few minutes that the snoring sounded, knocking on the window of the library.

Ron had a dream that he had won the Triwizard Tournament.

Harry was congratulating him, Malfoy knelt down and sang conquest, the girls all looked envious and wanted to date him...

Ron woke up in a daze, he wiped his saliva, looked up at his watch... It's only half past nine...

Take another five minutes.

Just five minutes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Heart-piercing mourning resounded in the library. The sound was so loud that even the water in the cup was shaken by the slightest ripples.

The scream was also mixed with grief and despair, as if what I missed was not a game, but my...wedding!

But no one heard Ron's soul cry.

Because all the students, including Mrs. Pince, were gathered by the Black Lake, waiting for the start of the second competition.

The seats that surrounded the Fire Dragon Field in November last year are now lined up on the other side of the lake, full of seats, and reflected in the lake below.

The referees sat by the water, at a table covered with a golden tablecloth.

The Warriors stood side by side at the umpire's table, standing like minions.

Madame Maxime put her hands on her chin and stared at the lake in a daze.

After a while, she suggested softly, "Would you like to wait a little longer?"

However, she also knew that it was a white question, because this suggestion would not be passed.

Sure enough, Karkaroff immediately jumped out and objected coldly:

"I don't think it's necessary! A game is a game, why waste everyone's time for a warrior?!

Isn't it, Professor Dumbledore? "

Karkaroff is very temperamental now, this is the information he bought with money. All I want is fairness!

"What do you think, Barty?" Dumbledore didn't answer, but looked at Crouch.

"No, according to the rules of the game, we must start the game now." Crouch said bluntly.

"If you are late, you will be disqualified, and no one can violate the rules!"

"Okay." Dumbledore felt regretful. "Have you found Ludo?"

There were supposed to be five referees, but Ludo was not here, there were only four left.

"With some clues...I think I'll find him soon." Crouch's eyelids drooped. "do not worry."

"Hope they're all right," Dumbledore whispered.

"I think . . . we've been delayed for a long time."

Karkaroff rudely interrupted Dumbledore's delaying tactics.

"Hey~ Ron Weasley hasn't shown up yet!"

The end of the second race is still Lee. With the characteristic voice of the second ape, he reverberated on the field.

"Unfortunately, just received the decision from the referee's bench.

According to the rules of the competition, Ron Weasley was disqualified from the second event. "

There was noise in the crowd, and everyone was murmuring to each other about why Ron didn't show up.

"Maybe, he forgot that today is the game day..." Li guessed.

"Or, he hasn't discovered the secret of the golden egg yet. Of course, maybe he slept, maybe."

The students all burst into laughter.

"Okay, our warriors are in place. As soon as I whistle, the second program begins.

They have a full hour to retake what was stolen.

I know that when the competition venue was at Black Lake, I thought it was a diving competition or a swimsuit show competition...I believe everyone wants to watch..."

"Lee, start quickly!" Professor McGonagall said with a dark face.

"Well, I got death threats, maybe I should follow Ron's example and overslept... I counted to three.

one two Three! "

High-pitched whistles echoed in the cold, still air.

There was a burst of cheers and applause from the stands.

With a wave of Qiu's wand, she added a bubble head spell to herself, and she jumped into the half-deep water and walked towards the middle of the lake.

Cedric carried a wand and was deforming himself.

He's been practicing this lately, so he's quickly turned into a monster with a fish head in the upper body and a human in the lower body.

Everyone was desperately applauding him.

So did Krum, who wanted to turn himself into a shark.

George took out a bizarre alchemy item, like a ventilator, and hung it on his face.

This is a respirator that he provided ideas and made under the direction of William.

Malfoy pulled out a large bottle of Compound Potion. The octopus tentacles were added to it, causing the compound decoction to be pitch black, like silt at the bottom of a river.

Malfoy fought back his nausea and drank the compound decoction.

He trembled and twisted slowly, turning into a half-human, half-octopus monster.

Malfoy's head turned into an octopus face, and the tentacles were fluttering randomly, looking particularly...with a sense of feeling.

Drinking a compound decoction with animal hair or body structure, you will not become an animal, but a half-human half-animal~lightnovelpub.net~ Snape looked at Malfoy with satisfaction.

No way, who told him that he couldn't learn the bubble head spell, he could only use this method.

The other students cast their spells on themselves, then jumped into the water and swam towards the center of the lake.

But Hermione wasn't like that.

In everyone's eyes, I saw that she actually flew up.

"Ah, shocking, Granger actually flew in mid-air!" Lee said loudly.

There is almost no magic in the wizarding world that makes wizards fly, at least not like Hermione.

In the first competition, Qiu and Cedric used broomsticks.

But Hermione seemed to have no help, and just flew out of thin air.

No one cared about the black robe on her. Because of the wizarding world, no wizard had ever seen a flying cloak before.

Hermione fluttered like a butterfly, treading lightly on the water, five or six meters in a swipe, swept over the shallow water area high, and flew to the middle of the lake.

She drank a bottle of the scuba potion she made, and then fell into the water in a leaping posture.

The pose is very beautiful.

Everyone who saw it was heartbroken.

Soon, all the students entered the Black Lake, and the night on the lake was completely quiet.

"Annie, what are we going to watch in the next hour?" Ginny couldn't help asking in the audience.

"Look at ~lightnovelpub.net~."

Anne was already prepared, she waved the note in her hand, which contained Hermione's experience in handling magic materials.

Soon, the students all discovered this.

The warriors entered the Black Lake, and they, the spectators, could not see anything, and just sat in their seats... the cold February wind was blowing here!

Gotta blow for an hour!

What kind of idiot is this... the content of the game that he came up with!

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