Chapter 598： Crucible overhead (modified, sincere thanks to the leader Tang Mitang and 8 ...

On the day of the carnival, Allen was woken up, without the help of a spell to mute the sound, and the tumultuous noise from outside prevented him from going to sleep. He climbed up, but Ravenclaw was nowhere to be found in the tree house. On the large desk, Ravenclaw left him with a bag of coins for him to spend at the carnival pocket money-like At the same time Luna received the salary, Alan didn't feel any strange emotions about accepting the money. Alan weighed and found that it should be filled with a lot.

Through the window of the tree house, you can see the bustling, noisy and happy crowd below. After a brief wash, Allen took out the complete outfit that Ravenclaw had prepared for him, and found that things were not as simple as he thought ...

"Is it not two or three hundred years before this kind of costume will be popular in the Muggle world ... It seems that unlike modern times, the ancients are more fashionable than wizards instead of Muggles ..." Alan looked at it with embarrassment. The trouser legs are black and blue, and they are covered with silver tights. It has a triangle from the abdomen to the crotch that is not covered by fabric. I think it is more convenient when using tools for urination ...

After tangling for a while, Allen put his heart across, put on the tights, and put his feet into the pair of pointed high-top leather boots without soles and heels. Turning his back to the mirror, he found that his groin was a little bit struck out ... This made Allen rush to dye the dark blue and the length of the hem was a little tighter than the knee. I was relieved when I got the leather belt.

Then, wearing soft deerskin gloves and looking at Allen in the mirror, he noticed that his light blond hair in the mirror frowned, "How can a wild man cover his face with a melted gold belt ... … "

Finally, with a dazzling look at some long-tailed hats like Indian headscarves covering the top of the head, wearing a dark blue and black cape, Alan nodded to the mirror with a Malfoy expression, "It is a pity in this era Without a half-sword, I would n’t be able to do swordsmanship, otherwise I would be able to play Fiore? Di? Liberi ... "

After leaving the tree house, Alan looked at the scene in front of him. It was hard to imagine such a diametrically opposite change. They and the large oak tree where the Helga Bistro was located pulled a lot of triangle flag ropes and crossed. Connected to this giant tree, the lawn near the tree house swept away the tranquil atmosphere of the past and replaced it with a carnival scene. Groups of wizards emerged from all directions, jumped out of each colored tent, and jumped from every odd-shaped broom.

On a stage made of wooden shelves, clowns in lantern sleeves and colorful clothes are throwing at the children cluttered with sugar cubes and bouquets made by Hufflepuff Tavern; the weirdly dressed wizard businessman shouts loudly, He sells all kinds of bizarre magic goods; some of the seemingly simple food stalls in Allen keep the feet of passing people, and the aromas that are everywhere still make him feel more appetite before breakfast; wearing a robe with a hood The men and women and the revelers in strange costumes are all noisy, dancing and dancing, and the flowers soared, forming a colorful world.

Alan glanced at the Hufflepuff Tavern. Although they had put a lot of tables and chairs outdoors, there were still too many people, which made him dispel the idea of ​​looking at the past. He walked in this crowd. Those stalls found that nothing had aroused their interest.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring enough coins and goods. The male egg just showed up and was bought by the monkey face at a high price. I don't know when it will be encountered next time!"

"You didn't recognize who he is? You can't compete with him even if you have enough money ... Be careful of your words. Although private fighting is strictly prohibited at the carnival, if you let him hear it, you will be troubled afterwards. This person 'S temper is said to be not good ... "

Allen walked in this stream and heard someone talking, and when he turned his head to ask, he found that he could not distinguish who had just started talking about this from the chaotic crowd ...

As it gets to noon, the noise is louder. In front of every street vendor, in every tent, in front of every wooden shelf, there is no mouth silent, no arm is still. In this grand event, Alan looked at Right, look at the end, and he started to get bored. He bought some butterfly savory biscuits and roasted rabbit meat. He was going to visit Ravenclaw's divination house, and gave him some food by the way.

"Twelve handsome and strong Erlang gathered in the stadium,

The crucible tied to the belt waited quietly for flight,

Hearing a loud sound, they quickly jumped into the sky,

...

However, the athletes of the ten heroes are destined to die. "

Enchanted men's songs spread throughout the area, and a group of wizards heard the song and screamed excitedly and ran past Allen.

Allen followed their route curiously. The more he went forward, the more he felt the noise and joy. After he came to the crucible field, the scene was simply a man-made hurricane. The cheers were like thunder, paper scraps, Bouquets, ribbons, oranges and flowers are flying, mixed with the sound of bumping stones and crucibles, it is like a heavy rain with heavy hail.

But soon when the first warrior was hit by a large stone that was a hundred feet above the ground and cast a spell, the cheers of the audience turned into exclamation-in the eyes of Allen , This is an extremely violent and extremely dangerous game. Every time the horn sounds, as many as a hundred enchanted large and small stones that have been suspended 100 feet above the ground will start to hit the ground. Next, the contestants-mainly seemingly some Scots, they will ride up and down on the fly broom, use the crucible above them to catch the falling stones, and the person who catches the most stones is the winner.

But judging from the reactions of the surrounding audience, it is clear that they have long been accustomed to this kind of competition, and they are more regrettable. It seems that in their eyes, this sport is the biggest test of manliness and courage. , So everyone will not be afraid of death because of death.

Seeing that another wizard was kicked, Alan shook his head. He remembered that in the opinion of Quidditch expert and author of "Quiditch Traceability" Kenny Worth? Whistler, the sport may be It is the inspiration source for the Quidditch game.

The game continues on the field, and the real warriors are still brave to face the challenge of death-upholding this belief ~ www.novelhall.com ~ the wizards on the field are still flying in the air, they are difficult to move quickly Imagine that courage made Allen have to feel amazing. The boulders kept hitting the crucible, the debris was splashing, and the contestants who had been hit fell off the sky with blood.

Fortunately, Hufflepuff was an excellent therapist, and she also had a kind heart. She had arranged a group of apprentices here to wait for rescue, so the injured contestants could be properly treated soon-this also made Allen Some dissatisfied voices appeared in the crowd around them, some of them complained that too few people died ...

On the court, a man in his thirties with red hair and thick red hair like a mane was particularly striking. He used a flying broom without a seat curse to fly through the air like an electric sweeper-although in Allen It seems that the speed of these brooms is surprisingly slow compared with the products of his time, and the workmanship is too rough, but this does not prevent this red-haired man from being significantly faster than others. He successfully caught a lot of stones .

Even if the blood ran on his cheeks, he still laughed and continued to move forward. Under the condition of coexistence of strength and courage, he successfully stimulated all the audience to cheer excitedly.

There were two less fortunate warriors who were directly killed by the boulder before the rescue. In the end, a huge clock was struck three times in a row, and the red-haired man won the final victory.

The blood was all over the champion's face, which made him look terrible, but he said to the Hufflepuff apprentices that he would receive treatment later-he went directly to the stage to reach out to the audience.

The audience who had been conquered by his performance and felt extremely excited and admired burst into warm cheers.