Chapter 332

What are you looking at me for?

Now, dare I be a fucking demon!

Kakarov couldn't help feeling stuffy, but he couldn't show it on his face.

Holding up his wand, he reluctantly gave a score.

"Full marks, full marks again. Principal kakarov of demstrom also gave Klein full marks!"

Three tens to the top.

Bagmon lost his eyes.

I don't know. I thought he was the one who got the full score.

"Sure enough."

Klein got full marks, and Furong and Krum didn't respond.

Rather, this is the correct way to open the "top three competition".

They are not competitors of a level, and they can't afford to compete.

however.......

They looked at each other at the same time.

The second place must be won by busbarton (demstrom)!

"According to the playback, the second group is Krum. Please give a score to the Council."

The time difference between Furong and Krum back to the lake is only five seconds.

But the gap is the gap.

Krum finished second by a narrow margin.

The excited Bulgarian boy clenched his fist.

"It's really rare for Krum to perform so well when he abstained from the first test. Eight points. I'm willing to give him eight points."

"Deformation is OK, but Kung Fu is not home, six points."

"Of course, full marks. This is the real strength to deal with the unknown test. Krum is worth it!"

The three principals of the Council gave scores respectively.

Relatively speaking, Dumbledore is more pertinent, while Mrs. Maxim and kakarov are more subjective.

"Well, Krum got a good score of 24 points. Next, hibiscus ranked third."

It's only 24 points. Don't make a fuss.

Bagmon was very calm, completely without the excitement just now.

"Alas ~"

Hibiscus sighed and couldn't lift her spirits.

Klein stopped. Krum, who had no clue at all, completed the challenge faster than she did.

She felt that the months when she practiced the spell were as white as white, and she forcibly lost her leading edge.

"Excellent use of magic spells, but poor adaptability. Seven points."

"Although there are some flaws, they can't hide the jade. It's very!"

"Miss Furong has a good face, but her ability is really... Hey, I can only give her five points."

As just now, Dumbledore is fair.

But maximf and kakarov went a little too far.

The two of them seem to have made ends meet. One score is too high and the other score is too low.

"Twenty two points, Miss Furong Delacour's final score is twenty-two points!"

Bagmon read out the final score of Furong's test.

The light curtain changed into the names of the three "Warriors" and their total score.

First place, Hogwarts, Klein Greenwald, fifty points.

Second place, busbarton, hibiscus Drakul Forty seven.

Third, demstrom, victor Krum, 24 points.

Overall, there is little difference between Furong and Klein, only three points.

But everyone knows that Hogwarts has been stable this time.

"Twenty four..."

Looking at his total score, Krum was worried.

The failure of the first test had a great impact on him. If Furong didn't abstain in the third test, he might have to accept the bottom bitter fruit.

Klein successfully reached the top, and the audience was very excited.

"Cheer for our most powerful warrior, Klein Greenwald!"

Bagmun sent assists at the right time, and the atmosphere on the scene was more enthusiastic.

But just then, Mrs. Maxim on the podium stood up as if she had something to say.

"Huh?"

Bagmont was stunned.

"Be quiet, please be quiet."

Mrs. Maxim spoke through the magic microphone on the podium.

When the cheers and applause subsided, she took a deep breath and looked at Klein.

"Klein... No, Mr. Greenwood, can you tell me what the spell you just used is?"

Mrs. Maxim doesn't understand that a death like magic more terrible than "Avada's life" has been invented. What are the audience happy about?

What we should worry about now is that it is not the leakage of this power that causes unnecessary panic!

"That's my unique magic. I'm sorry, madam. I can't tell you."

It's not that the new spell must be made public. Klein smiled and didn't answer the question.

"You..."

Mrs. Maxim couldn't help speaking.

Now she has a feeling that she wants to say something, but she doesn't know how to speak.

"Let me do it."

Dumbledore stood up, raised his head and made a sign to Mrs. Maxim.

It's good to mention this topic now, which will save a lot of trouble later.

He straightened himself and said in a deep voice.

"Klein, do you know that this dangerous spell belongs to black magic?"

Black magic!

Hearing this word, the audience fell into a strange silence.

Only a bald old man laughed scornfully at the corners of his mouth.

"What do you pretend, you don't..."

He looked at Dumbledore with a solemn face on the podium and whispered something.

"Black magic?"

Klein was funny, but he pretended to be a little flustered.

"I haven't learned any black magic. This spell is just what I use to cut cheese!"

Cut cheese.

Cheese.

Cheese

Everyone's heart echoed the word repeatedly, and then the collective fell into a state of fossilization.

Cut cheese with black magic?

Don't talk like that!

"It's true. Because it's difficult to cut with a knife, I invented a magic spell that can easily cut any cheese. Oh, by the way, hard rock cake can also be."

On the court, Klein was still telling serious lies.

No money anyway, just make it up~

"Well, well, don't say any more."

Dumbledore waved his hand and pressed the impulse to laugh.

"No matter what the original intention is, it is a fact that this spell is very dangerous. If it was not you who invented this spell, but a cruel black wizard, guess what he would do with this spell?"

"But isn't the magic spell invented for the convenience of life?"

Unexpectedly, Klein did not intend to go down Dumbledore's steps.

"Any kind of magic spell can be fatal. If the magic spell I invented is black magic based on harmfulness alone, I can't agree with you."

After a pause, as if looking for reliable evidence for his words, he then opened his mouth.

"If you don't believe it, I can show it on site."