Chapter 956： third project

 Chapter 956 The third project

 The dinner was more sumptuous than usual, but Albert ended the meal in a hurry without eating much and returned to the dormitory to make final preparations.

 After dinner, everyone would go directly to the Quidditch pitch, leaving him no free time to make final preparations.

To be honest, this arrangement is unreasonable, but it is the fact.

By the time Albert had put on his fire dragon suit and was getting ready to return to the hall, Dumbledore happened to stand up from the staff table and raised his hand to signal everyone to keep quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will invite everyone to the Quidditch pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore's eyes swept across the hall, looking at several warriors. After staying for a moment, he finally fell on Albert, who had just returned to the hall, and continued: "Now, warriors, please follow Mrs. Bones to the Quidditch pitch."

Albert glanced at the other warriors, turned and walked out of the hall.

Amelia Bones saw the extremely gorgeous fire dragon suit on Albert, frowned and asked: "What are you..."

"An advertisement for Fengya Wizard Clothing Store." Albert shrugged and said, "I wore this thing in my first project, and it obviously did not violate the rules of the game."

Amelia Bones' frown deepened. She felt that Albert could easily win the Triwizard Tournament even if he didn't wear this extremely exaggerated outfit. There was also an advertisement for the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store. what's going on?

  Why no one told her about this.

Amelia Bones still hoped that the game would be as fair as possible, especially when Albert already had the advantage, but in the end she did not express any opinion on this matter, which was obviously Ludo. Bagman's legacy.

When the warriors followed Amelia Bones into the Quidditch pitch, they were shocked to find that the place had completely changed.

Twenty-foot-high hedges surrounded the edge of the Quidditch field. The warriors entered right at the entrance of the maze. It seemed that in order to create a gloomy and dark atmosphere, the game was deliberately scheduled to be held after dinner. The dark passages of the maze look a bit ominous.

 The spectators followed and soon the stands were packed.

Many of Albert's acquaintances and friends were in the stands cheering for him.

The banner "Albert must win, Hogwarts must win," was once again hung in the air by people, as if they were worried that due to poor visibility at night, others would not be able to see the words on the banner. Those letters were closely related to the griffin. The portraits shone with magic.

The choir of Hogwarts seems to have come to add to the excitement of the competition. They played sparse music, making people suspect that they were here to make up the numbers.

Amid the excited voices of the audience and the sparse music of the choir, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick entered the Quidditch pitch in order.

As if to tell everyone that we are patrol members, the four professors all wore wizard hats with big flashing red stars, which looked extremely funny. Hagrid seemed to hate hats like that and wore a thick velvet vest with red stars printed on it.

“We have arranged for four professors to patrol outside the maze.”

Professor Dumbledore continued to preside over the game. His eyes swept across the several warriors and motioned them to look at the professors around them. Then, he called several warriors to his side and told him: "If you encounter difficulties and want to be rescued, just shoot red sparks into the sky, and someone will come to help you soon. Do you understand?"

 The warriors nodded together.

 “Ladies and gentlemen, the last event of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin!”

Dumbledore stood on the podium next to him, pointed his wand at his throat, and let the magically amplified sound spread throughout the Quidditch pitch.

"The warrior who gets the trophy first will win the competition." Dumbledore continued to explain the rules of the game to everyone: "The order in which the warriors enter the maze will be determined by the scores of the previous two games. Now, let me report the current results. score!"

 “Albert, Albert, Albert…”

　　Before Dumbledore could make a formal announcement, a burst of cheers and shouts erupted from the stands.

 “He’s so popular.”

Bill was surprised at Albert's popularity. A large number of flags and banners in the stands were prepared for Albert, while Harry's supporters were extremely few. Even Fred and George were waving one. Special flags cheering Albert on.

“However, that outfit is really handsome.” Bill’s attention was attracted by the gorgeous fire dragon suit on Albert’s body.

"That's a fire dragon suit worth several thousand galleons." Ron's tone was sour. He also wanted to take a photo wearing that gorgeous outfit.

 At the family table, Nia and Isobel were both waving to Albert.

“Albert Anderson—100 points, first place, Hogwarts School!” Dumbledore announced after the noise subsided.

“Harry Potter—85 points, second place, Hogwarts School!”

 Compared to the popular Albert, Harry had few supporters, which made Mrs. Weasley a little resentful.

"Don't be angry, Mom, the most important thing for Harry right now is not to win the championship, but to wait until the end of the game safely." Ron quickly comforted him.

“Victor Krum—75 points, third place, Durmstrang Academy!”

Krum received significantly more applause and cheers than Harry. This is the benefit of being an international star. He also has many fans at Hogwarts.

“Fleur Delacour—65 points, fourth place, Beauxbatons Academy!”

 Furong's beauty made her popular among boys, and many people were willing to applaud and cheer for her.

"Okay, Mr. Anderson, after my whistle sounds, you choose an entrance to enter the maze." Dumbledore looked sideways at Albert and started counting down, "Three-two-!"

After a short whistle sounded, Albert was not in a hurry to enter the maze. Instead, he turned around and looked at the stands, smiled and waved to Isobel and Nia, and then amidst everyone's cheers and screams, he was not in a hurry. Take your time and walk into the maze.

This scene made Krum's parents very depressed. Who is the Quidditch star?

 “Did it get filmed?”

In the stands, Mike Dabo, who was dressed very flamboyantly, was asking the photographer next to him. He thought Albert was really handsome in the scene just now. The calm and leisurely way he seemed to have everything under control was really handsome.

"Ok, I can guarantee with my profession that after these photos are released, a large group of girls will be completely obsessed with him, and Mr. Anderson will definitely become the object of countless people's attention." The photographer said excitedly.

About thirty seconds later, Harry randomly picked an entrance and walked in.

 As soon as you enter the maze, the entrance is automatically closed.

 Harry had no intention of breaking his agreement with Sirius and was prepared to stay where he was until the game was over.

However, the maze did not seem to intend for Harry to stay where he was, as the hedges on both sides of the passage showed signs of closing.

 Shouldn’t he be asked to wait for the end of the game on the outside?

Looking at the gradually closing maze, Harry cursed in his mind and was forced to quicken his pace to avoid being swallowed by the closing hedge.

After the four warriors entered the maze one after another, the fake Moody, a patrol member, also started his own actions. He could easily locate the warriors through his magic eyes. The mudblood did not rush to solve the maze, but walked slowly and leisurely, as easily as walking in the park.

 “Something weird.”

Little Barty immediately noticed something was wrong. He could tell that something was wrong with Albert. He was strolling slowly like this. He didn't look like he wanted to get the trophy and win the game, but instead seemed to be waiting for him on purpose.

"By the way, that Mudblood is a fortune teller, and he has known that the third project is dangerous for a long time." Little Barty murmured and analyzed, "Since you dare to do this, it means you have confidence in yourself."

"What a arrogant and annoying person. Do you really think that what you see in divination and prophecy is the result? That stuff is not reliable at all." Little Barty was not angry, but was very happy to see Albert move slowly and give him Enough time.

 “You will regret this.”

Little Barty looked at the patrol not far away, quietly raised his wand, pointed at the back of another patrol, and whispered softly: "The soul is out of body!"

“I will give you no chance to regret!” Little Barty looked at the swaying figure in front of him, knowing that the other person was resisting the control of the Imperius Curse.

 He did not give the opponent a chance to break free from the Imperius Curse, and once again strengthened the control of the Imperius Curse.

  “Succeeded.”

Little Barty's face became even more ferocious. He looked at Albert's position and murmured, "I will make sure you don't even have a chance to regret it!"

 (End of this chapter)