Chapter 716： the wicked

Chapter 716 Wicked

"It's finally out."

Standing at the exit of the magic garden, Albert could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even returning along the road took him a lot of time, and it was also a severe test for the physical strength of the contestants.

He took out his pocket watch from his pocket, checked the time, and walked slowly towards the crowd not far away.

Professor Slughorn stepped forward quickly when he saw Albert coming back, put his arm around Albert's shoulder, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, they said you were attacked."

"Yeah, I was really taken aback."

Albert looked at the players and team leaders of the Waggadu School of Magic with various meanings and dark faces on the corner, and said calmly: "I didn't expect him to attack me suddenly. Fortunately, I kept my eyes open and didn't let the other party If you succeed, otherwise you will have to be carried back sideways. By the way, which one am I to come back?"

"The first one, the other three have been eliminated." When Professor Slughorn talked about this matter, his tone was a little gloating, "By the way, how is your collection of magic raw materials? Enough to brew a potion."

"No problem, I have collected two copies." Albert seemed to have noticed something, and couldn't help turning his eyes to a young wizard walking towards him, frowning slightly, and continued, "This is really a magic garden. I have seen many precious magical plants."

"Hand over your wand, we need to check your wand." The wizard who was suspected of the event party walked up to Albert and said in a formulaic and stiff tone.

"Check the wand, is this a new rule?" Albert looked at Professor Slughorn suspiciously.

"Guy Bernard of the Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was attacked during the competition, and a large number of Arriott leaves were stuffed into his mouth." Professor Slughorn secretly glanced at Bernard on the referee's seat. President Nader, explain this to Albert.

"Ariot's leaves?" Albert raised his brows, as if he heard something interesting, "The attacker is really humorous, saying that Guy Bernard was attacked at the entrance of the forest? Are you sure it's not funny?" joke?"

Guy Bernard's face turned darker when he heard the words. There were indeed a few Ariottes at the entrance of the magic garden. It was not unreasonable for Albert to think so, but he was not attacked at the intersection.

"He was attacked in the enchanted garden." The young wizard repeated impatiently. "Hand over your wand, we need to check your wand."

"Are you doubting me?"

Albert squinted his eyes and stared at the young wizard. The other party didn't look friendly. Most likely, President Bernard couldn't swallow his breath seeing his grandson being eliminated, so he called the helper to find the culprit. This is to make everyone feel uncomfortable. The black boy looked at this side, and to be precise, his gaze at the young wizard was not very friendly.

"But I was also attacked by other players." Albert raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Valeria, who was eliminated from the Kodos Dorez player, and then looked at the referee's seat, his indifferent tone showed strong Strong dissatisfaction, "Or does the competition think that I, the victim who was not eliminated, are more suspicious?"

"Every player will be checked."

The voice of the young wizard could not conceal his anger, because he found that the guy ignored him and walked towards the referee's seat.

"I don't think you can check anything," Albert came to the referee's seat, glanced at the other referees indifferently, and finally landed on President Bernard's face, reminding, "Attack my Waggadu Magic School The players don't use wands, and I remember him saying 'they can't find any proof anyway'."

"I think so too, that guy is lying."

The changes on the scene made Professor Slughorn feel very bad. He hurried to Albert's side and tried to stop him, but he was easily pushed away by the other party.

Many people have already realized that things are going to be bad, and they have no idea that Hogwarts contestants are so disrespectful to the event.

The principals of other schools can understand it. They all realize that Albert Anderson is a genius, and they usually know a lot of "big shots" and can communicate with them on an equal footing. Obviously, they don't have any respect for the referees here, and they don't like them at all. That set.

Moreover, Albert is also a master of memory, and obviously realized at the first time that this is the competition party trying to trouble him, or trouble other students, and as the player with the highest voice for the championship, that's why he received this kind of punishment. treatment.

"Enough, this is to ensure the fairness of the game. Are you questioning the referee's decision?" President Bernard's face turned darker, and he almost roared out. He didn't expect the other party to come directly to question himself. up.

"Am I a prisoner? Tell me, are you planning to interrogate a prisoner?" Albert ignored the other's murderous gaze and asked calmly, "No, I am a contestant who has just been attacked in the Potions Tournament. The victim, not your prisoner, or the Potions Tournament is used to treating players like criminals."

Although the last sentence was said in a calm tone, it was harsh to everyone's ears. If rumors spread that the Magic School Potions Tournament took the contestants as criminals, God knows how those reporters would report this matter. You must know that Albert is still the most favored champion.

"Are you questioning the fairness of the jury?"

"I think he can be disqualified."

"We just want to ensure the fairness of the game, all players need to be checked."

"I was attacked, and your patrol members didn't stop the attack." Albert didn't care what other people were saying, and said to himself: "As a victim, after collecting the raw materials and returning, I unexpectedly To be interrogated and targeted as criminals, in my opinion, this is the biggest injustice, do you understand what I mean?"

"We didn't fight you, all..."

"'Anyway, they can't find any proof.'" Albert repeated coldly: "Are you sure you are not targeting me, or us."

"As far as I know, there have been similar cases in the Potions Tournaments throughout the ages, and there is no evidence for it."

"Is it because I was eliminated in the first place that I would not be treated like this? Don't deny this, because I can see that the person just now was going to interrogate me in addition to checking my wand. I am not a prisoner. It’s the contestants, and you obviously forgot about this, and you forgot that you should at least maintain due respect for the players, so the tournament must apologize to me for your rudeness, which is not negotiable.”

Professor Slughorn was stunned. He didn't expect Albert to be so forceful in demanding an apology from the competition.

All right.

In fact, not only him, but others were also stunned.

This is probably the first time this has ever happened.

Especially the black guy just now, he clenched his hands tightly at the moment, eager to rush forward to help.

If he violated the rules and was eliminated, he would admit it, but he was humiliated by the young wizard just now, which made the black guy extremely annoyed. He wished Albert could spit on the faces of the referees.

The development of the matter made Damocles feel a little magical. He remembered something. Hetok once told him that Albert Anderson is a genius. You'd better communicate with him as a friend, otherwise he will Let you understand, "My temper is bigger than yours".

It is said that Hetok once lost his gold membership card, and later tried to use the Flying Charm to recall it. As a result, Albert, who was near him, received a warning from the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, Hetok messed with it for a long time, but he didn't get his membership card back. Later, it was useless for him to find Dumbledore, and he was sprayed in the face by Albert.

In the end, he could only compromise and threatened the Ministry of Magic to publish the matter, so the Ministry of Magic wrote a letter of apology to Albert, and finally settled the matter.

At that time, Albert had just entered school, and now he is even less likely to compromise.

Moreover, it is said that this guy has published various papers in the magic world, not only in the field of potions, but also knows a lot of famous wizards. It is said that the famous French alchemist has a very good relationship with him, and he was nominated a while ago As the Wizengamot's alternate.

Damn it, Muggle wizards don't get treated like that.

More importantly, Damocles himself still owes him favors, and Albert has provided him with a lot of help in the improvement of Wolfsbane Potion.

"President Bernard, I think this matter is indeed a problem on the side of the competition." Damocles said with a smile: "Mr. Anderson is right, he is a player who came to participate in the Magic School Potions Tournament, Not a prisoner, I think what he did just now was biased, don't forget that he is also a victim and was attacked."

All the referees looked at Damocles in astonishment.

"Based on what I know about Mr. Anderson, he doesn't need to cheat. With his own accomplishments in the field of potions, it is not difficult to win the potions championship."

Everyone was stunned, probably not expecting Damocles to say that.

The last words directly told them that Albert did not need to rely on cheating to win the championship, because he had such strength himself.

Being recognized by a potion master is enough to show Albert's attainments in the field of potions. Such people don't need it at all, and they don't bother to cheat.

"Then how do you think this matter should be resolved?" The other referees asked Damocles directly, regardless of what Chairman Bernard thought.

"If it is confirmed that Mr. Anderson is innocent after checking the wand, the tournament team should apologize to him for this incident. I think it is reasonable to do so." Damocles said calmly, "I must remind everyone that as a If you are a good referee, at least you need to be fair and impartial, and not let the Potions Tournament become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes."

The last sentence is actually a reminder and a warning.

Albert is not even afraid of them. If this matter is revealed directly, not to mention that the Potions Tournament is completely reduced to a laughing stock, their group of potions masters may also become the laughing stock of their peers.

Does he dare to do this?

Of course I dare.

And for good reason.

"Mr. Anderson, what do you think?"

"Take it," Albert threw the wand to the other party, and said coldly, "You can't check anything."

The dark-faced young wizard suddenly felt bad, and used a flashback spell on Albert's wand. However, Albert only used four spells: Flying Curse, Cutting Curse, Iron Armor Curse, and Revival Curse.

All right!

The truth came out.

Albert was not the murderer who attacked Guy Bernard at all.

"Are you satisfied now?" Albert took back his wand and waited for the tournament to apologize to himself.

"Well, it turns out that this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Anderson at all. I think it's totally reasonable for him to ask the race party to apologize." Another witch looked at President Bernard, waiting for him to make a statement, and Bernard President Nader looked at the young wizard.

"Sorry, I apologize to you for being rude just now." The muscles on the young wizard's face twitched twice, and he apologized to Albert reluctantly.

"I don't want his apology, and he doesn't represent the tournament." Albert directly ignored the wizard's apology, looked at the referee seat and said, "What I want is for the organizer of this tournament to give me Apologize."

"you…"

"Do you know why I want the tournament to apologize?" Albert said coldly, "Because you treat me, and even other players, as criminals. We are players, not criminals. Shouldn't such rude behavior be a crime?" Apologize?"

"Don't you think what you did just now was very polite?" President Bernard still couldn't hold back.

"My courtesy is only for my friends and guests. For the wicked, I'm sorry, they are not among them, and they are not worthy of my friendly treatment." Albert almost said that you are not worthy of my polite treatment.

"Okay, Chairman Bernard, this matter is caused by you, you can solve it!"

President Bernard's face turned even darker when he heard the words. He didn't expect the director of the magic garden to bow his head like this, and he still didn't care.

The meaning of other people is already obvious, the problem is caused by him, he must stand up to calm the problem.

"Sorry, this matter is indeed mishandled by our side." President Bernard quickly restrained his emotions and said with a blank expression, "I apologize to you and other players for our rudeness, but we All we do is to maintain the fairness and justice of the game."

Another elderly wizard nodded slightly towards Albert and said: "I'm sorry Mr. Anderson to bring you an unpleasant memory, but I think the Magic School Potions Tournament is not as bad as you think, we still I hope that the golden cauldron, which symbolizes the championship, can be awarded to the best potion talent."

"To be honest, the Potions Tournament disappointed me. At least the International Wizard Chess Tournament is fair and there will be no such problems. No matter what the **** some people want to do, the championship will still only belong to me." Albert said very Domineeringly announced the ownership of the champion.

Albert's domineering declaration made everyone present a little bit astonished, but they all quickly remembered that the person in front of him was still the youngest international wizard chess champion.

(end of this chapter)