On the day of the competition, Hogwarts students still had to attend class, to be precise, half a day of class, and classes were suspended at noon, but Fred, George, and Lee Jordan complained a lot about this. Their reason was the triwizard competition The game put a lot of pressure on the Warriors, and they should be given a relaxed environment to welcome the first project.

Well, this sounds reasonable, but Albert knew that they said this because they didn't want to go to Charms.

After all, it feels like a disappointment to go to the game in the afternoon and go to class.

As soon as he entered the hall, Albert was surrounded by a large group of students, and everyone sent their blessings.

Shanna led a group of girls to show Albert the big banner they had worked out. On it, Albert was holding up his wand, as if he was confronting something. Next to him was a roaring Gryffindor lion with There was a line of magic words that kept flashing: Gryffindor must win, Albert must win.

However, Gryffindor must win was changed by Albert to Hogwarts must win.

Fred and George took advantage of this opportunity to start a bet. The odds for Albert to score first were the lowest at 10%, which seemed to tell others that Albert would definitely win. Of course, the point of the bet is not Albert, but Harry, and the odds of betting on Harry's result are very high.

Compared with the popular Albert, Harry's situation is even worse. He is not liked by everyone, and most people don't like him. Coupled with the series of slapstick operations a while ago, now he gloats about it There were quite a few students, and many even held handkerchiefs and said to Harry: "We have prepared a lot of tissues to cry for you."

"Shouldn't you just go to the game like this?" Shanna looked at Albert's attire and frowned deeply, "They didn't prepare you any special clothes for the game?"

Several people around looked at each other in blank dismay, but none of them understood the meaning of Shanna's words.

"The Quidditch players all have special robes and protective gear, not to mention the dangerous Triwizard Tournament. They didn't prepare protective gear for the warriors. It's not that they don't take the warrior's life seriously? No wonder the history of the competition There will be so many warriors dying."

"There's none?"

Other people who didn't think there was a problem at first frowned after hearing Shanna's words, because Shanna's words really made sense.

After all, warriors need to face dangerous challenges, so it is obviously necessary to prepare clothes and armor.

"I'll go and ask for you."

Lee Jordan enthusiastically expressed his willingness to inquire about the news for Albert, because he also felt that what Shanna said was very reasonable.

Compared with the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament, Albert's safety is obviously more important.

It didn't take long for Lee Jordan to come back, bringing back the news he had inquired from Professor McGonagall: No.

Hogwarts really has nothing for the brave.

As for other schools, it seems that there is no such thing?

After a long period of embarrassment and silence, everyone suddenly felt that this Triwizard Tournament was deeply unreliable.

This atmosphere didn't last long.

Everyone's attention was attracted by a large package.

The long-eared owls who delivered the package put the package on Albert's desk, and another owl threw a letter in front of Albert.

Albert opened the envelope and found that it was a letter from Mr. McDougall: inside the package was a complete set of battle suits specially prepared for him. According to Mr. McDougal, this set of battle suits came from Fengya Wizard Clothing Store.

Something like a star agent, and as an advertising fee, after they recycle the suit, they will give him a new set of clothes.

As the most well-known figure in Britain at present, Fengya wizard clothing store does not suffer a disadvantage in doing so. Of course, another reason is that the Wild Smith family has a wide range of friends.

"Wow, I was talking about the protective clothing just now, and now someone has brought it to you." Fred and George looked at each other, and they didn't expect that someone would bring something to Albert as soon as they finished talking. .

"Shall we unpack it now?"

Lee Jordan really wanted to see the style of the whole outfit. After all, Fengya Wizard Clothing Store specially designed it for Albert, so it must be a good thing.

"Wait until noon to change."

Albert didn't care too much, and didn't want to cause a commotion here.

"Are you familiar with the owner of the Fengya wizard clothing store?" Aliya couldn't help asking.

"I'm not familiar with it. It was sent by a friend, and it was only borrowed for me temporarily, and it will be recycled." Albert handed the envelope to George and explained.

"This should be considered a win-win situation. With Albert's current reputation, it can be regarded as a free advertisement for the Fengya wizard clothing store." Shanna analyzed calmly.

In the spell class in the morning, Professor Flitwick did not disappoint everyone, but helped them, or Albert, review the spells he learned in the past five years, and showed everyone his understanding and use of spells.

Everyone can see that Professor Flitwick is giving Albert a temporary lecture. Although it is a bit late, it can provide Albert with some new ideas.

However, they didn't know that someone like Albert, who didn't like to put himself in danger, had already figured out how to clear the first project.

The last few hours seemed to have been stolen.

One minute they seemed to be sitting in a classroom teaching Charms, and the next they were sitting in the hall having lunch.

Albert didn't eat much. Anyway, there must be a celebration banquet after the game. After filling his stomach, he returned to the dormitory to change clothes.

"Wow, this suit is really cool."

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan stared at Albert who came out of the changing room, with unconcealed envy on their faces.

Inside the package is a complete set of clothes, from underwear, shirts, trousers, gloves, boots, socks, cloak, and only underwear. After wearing it, it feels a bit like wearing a set of leather armor. The joints of the body are protected. But it will not affect activities at all, and it is actually the same as ordinary clothes, or even more comfortable. The most handsome is probably the red cloak with the pattern of a griffin outlined in gold thread.

"What is this made of? It looks so handsome." Fred, George, and Lee Jordan curiously stroked Albert's red cloak.

"It seems to be made of dragon skin."

Well, in fact, except for underwear and socks, the whole set of clothes is basically made of dragon skin.

"Oh my god, how much does this cost?" Both Fred and George stared wide-eyed. The only item they saw made of dragon skin was their Aunt Muriel's handbag.

"Fengya Wizard Clothing Store is really generous." Lee Jordan slightly raised his eyebrows, and estimated, "I feel that the whole outfit on you may cost several thousand Galleons."

"Thousands of Galleons." Fred and George almost stuttered.

"Don't be stupid, after the game, they will recycle this whole set of clothes for display." Albert looked at his clothes in the full-length mirror, and he doubted that ordinary spells cast on him might not cause any harm. what effect.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Shanna's voice came from outside, "Albert, are you okay? Professor McGonagall told you to hurry up, she is waiting for you in the foyer."

"Okay," Albert put the wand back into the wand holder, opened the door and walked out.

"you you…"

Shanna was stunned when she saw Albert's dress, and stammered: "This suit suits you very well."

"Isn't it cool? This is made of dragon skin. A whole set may cost several thousand Galleons." Fred said enviously.

"How many thousand Galleons?"

Shanna's eyes widened in shock, and she murmured: "I remember that Fengya Wizard Clothing Store planned to give you a set for advertising fees afterwards?"

"Who knows!"

Albert left the common room amidst the smirks of the girls. When he came to the foyer, he saw Professor McGonagall and Harry Potter waiting for him in the foyer. Potter didn't change his clothes, he was still wearing ordinary robes .

After seeing Albert, Harry's eyes were almost glued to Albert.

"Where did you get the clothes?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"The Fengya wizard clothing store sent it to me for trial use. It seems that they want me to help advertise. After the Triwizard Tournament is over, this suit has to be returned." Albert explained.

"Could it be a dragon skin?"

Finally, Harry couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and his eyes fell on his clothes again, feeling very insecure all of a sudden.

Seeing that Albert was armed to the teeth from head to toe, Harry suddenly regretted why he didn't get such equipment for himself.

Professor McGonagall was also very speechless after reading it, but Albert's approach is actually understandable, like Albert is the most correct, just like Lee Jordan asked her if Hogwarts prepared for the Warriors to participate in the top three Professor McGonagall was actually very embarrassed when it came to the protective gear and costumes used in the Tournament, because no one in Hogwarts was aware of it, and directly let the warriors hold the wand to compete.

"It seems that you are ready." Professor McGonagall put his hand on Albert's shoulder and said, "To be honest, I have never worried about you. However, I still have to say to be safe."

"I will." Albert looked at the crooked wizard hat and wanted to laugh a little. Professor McGonagall was obviously not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

"Don't be nervous, keep a calm mind, and give full play to your own abilities." Professor McGonagall said to Harry and Albert: "If the situation is not good, the wizards arranged by the school will step forward to control the situation."

"My words may be a bit harsh, but I have to remind you Potter, don't put your safety on others. If you are in danger, you should put your own safety as the first priority. As for the game or other things, Let them go to hell!" Albert reminded, "You should give priority to protecting your own safety, and then the outcome of the game."

The expression on Professor McGonagall's face was a little stiff, but she had to admit that Albert's words were correct. She actually thought so too, but as a professor, she obviously couldn't say that.

"I'm ready," Harry muttered. He understood that it was Albert's reminder, after all, there was a guy hiding in the shadows who wanted to target him.

Professor McGonagall led the two around the edge of the Forbidden Forest and walked towards the big tent not far away.

"Harry, Albert, you are finally here!"

Bagman, wearing the old Hornets uniform, walked quickly towards the two and greeted them warmly: "Where did you get this suit? It's so cool. Maybe I should give Batty a suggestion. He has a similar outfit for all the warriors."

"It was prepared by Fengya Wizard Clothing Store." Albert shrugged and said, "They hope that I can wear it to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"The brains of those guys are very good. I remember they advertised at the World Cup a while ago, and now they are all focusing on you." Bagman put his hand on Harry's shoulder: "Relax Li, don't be nervous, go in, just like in your own home!"

After Harry entered the tent, he felt bad all of a sudden, because both Fleur and Krum put on costumes suitable for fighting dragons, only he was still wearing his usual robes, and now Harry regretted not buying himself a set Clothes like Albert's really look handsome, maybe they can attract...

Bagman's voice interrupted Harry's thoughts, and he motioned for everyone to gather around him.

"Your task is to pick up the golden eggs."

Bagman handed them a purple silk bag, and happily announced in the tone of Santa Claus picking out gifts from the bag: "When the audience is all here, you need to pick out the ones you are about to face. Little models of that thing, they are the guardians of the golden eggs, and you need to face them, overcome them, and get the golden eggs from their lairs."

"Understand?"

No one responded, but Bagman was not embarrassed, indicating that everyone can find a place to sit down and wait for the game to officially start.

Albert pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, and the low wooden stool by the corner turned into a comfortable couch, "Sit down, Harry, the Ministry of Magic is too stingy, they won't prepare some comfortable chairs for everyone, by the way , do you want chocolate?"

To be honest, Albert even suspected that he was on the wrong side of the field. The space inside the tent was about the size of a classroom, but it was empty, with only a few low wooden stools. There was no comfortable resting place for the warriors at all. So much so that Albert had the illusion that the Triwizard Tournament was unreliable.

He took a bar of chocolate from his pocket, unwrapped it, put it in his mouth, and handed one to Harry.

"No, thank you." Harry refused with a stiff face.

"I mentioned this to Batty, and I think some comfortable places should be prepared for the warriors to rest, but he seems to be too busy and forgot to remind Dumbledore." Bagman took Ai Bo with a smile He waved at Harry with the specially handed chocolate, "Sit here Harry, don't stand there stupidly."

Albert took out a few more pieces of chocolate from his pocket, and asked casually, "Do you want chocolate? Eat something, maybe you won't be nervous."

Fleur looked up at Albert, shook her head and refused. Krum obviously didn't want to eat something given by a stranger, but he was calmer than Fleur, but his expression was a bit gloomy.

Waiting was undoubtedly the most tormenting. The warriors waited for about half an hour before Bagman stood up from the sofa and muttered something.

"Okay, everyone come here." Bagman handed the bag to Fleur Delacour and said with a smile, "Ladies first."

Fleur obviously knew what challenge she was about to face, and she didn't show the slightest surprise when she reached into her cloth bag and pulled out a small, lifelike model of a Welsh green dragon.

"Ms. Delacour, you are the second contestant to enter."

Bagman glanced at the number tied around the model's neck, and handed the cloth bag in front of Krum. The international Quidditch superstar took out the bright red Chinese fireball, obviously knowing that he would face What's the matter, without even blinking, I went back to the chair again.

"Mr. Krum, you are the third player to enter." Bagman stretched out the bag to Albert after finishing speaking.

Albert put his hand into his pocket, fished one at random, and found that it was a silver-blue Swedish short-snouted dragon. The result was the same as in the story, except that Albert replaced Digory.

"Mr. Anderson, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You are the first player to enter the arena. When you hear the whistle, walk into that field." Bagman urged.

"It seems that my luck is not bad." Albert smiled and looked at the model of the Swedish Brachysaurus.

Harry still "draws" the Hungarian Horntail and is the last warrior to enter.

If you are facing an unknown monster, the later you enter the field, the more advantageous it is, because you can have more time to formulate tactics.

However, when everyone knows what they need to face, the later the entry, the more disadvantages, because waiting will only make the Warriors feel restless for no reason, and there is no benefit at all.

Not long after, the whistle sounded, and Albert stepped out of the tent, passing through a gap in the field fence, and deafening cheers rang in his ears.

Albert didn't pay attention to the cheering crowd, nor did he pay attention to the sound of the panel mission being triggered in his ears, but squinted his eyes and looked at the silver-blue Swedish short-snout dragon opposite him.

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