[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

Chapter 162 The New Final

Harry Potter regrets it now, very much.When his name was thrown out, he should have insisted on retiring.Even if he didn't retire at first, and later in the finals it was discovered that Crouch Jr. helped him cheat, he should have withdrawn on fair grounds.

The quill traced the parchment, the letters became blurred and distorted, and Harry pinched his thigh so hard that he managed to stay awake.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, only the crackling of burning candles and the brushing of quill pens touch the heartstrings.Occasionally, someone made a big move, and the chair moved on the ground, making a harsh sound, which made Harry feel better.

He raised his chin slightly, wanting to see Cedric's answers in front of him.

"Potter!" A black figure appeared beside Harry's table in an instant. There was nothing he could do. Harry touched his sore neck and lowered his head again.

After staring at Harry for a while, and giving him enough pressure, Snape left with a cold snort.

The previous question about Quidditch was easy, but the next question turned into a weird potions question that he had never heard of before, and Harry suddenly lost interest in doing the question again.He pricked up his ears, trying to hear for position, but was disappointed to find that he could hear Krum's panting in the distance but not Snape's footsteps.

It didn't make sense, Harry had a hideous face, Snape must have cast some kind of spell on him, otherwise how could he be able to move so silently but quickly?

"Potter!" The familiar voice sounded again, and Harry lowered his head even lower, barely covering his facial expression.

The black figure disappeared again, and Harry poked hard on the parchment twice with the quill angrily.It's not fair!Snape invigilated the exam, he could only keep his face expressionless!

"I want to remind you again, ladies and gentlemen, that this is not a time-limited exam. The first person to submit the exam paper will be the first to enter the maze of the Forbidden Forest," Snape said cheerfully, looking at the four kids with their heads bowed in the classroom. "Of course, you have to pass."

Regarding the accident in the final of the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore explained to the public that the Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr. escaped from prison and disguised himself as his father, Barty Crouch, and used means to get Harry into the final of the Triwizard Tournament , so as to ensure that he can be shot to kill him in the last level.

And in order not to cause panic and ensure the rationality of the lie, Dumbledore also emphasized that Barty Crouch Jr. was able to occupy his father's identity after the start of the Triwizard Tournament, so he could only choose the final as the time was short. point in time.

Although the other two magic schools were dissatisfied, they were afraid of being Death Eaters after all, so they agreed to hold the final again.But those two principals were not so easy to deal with. They sharply pointed out the help Harry got from Crouch Jr. in the first two games, and insisted on canceling the ranking of the first two games.

For this reason, after a week of dragging negotiations, the three parties finally reached a consensus: this Triwizard Tournament will implement a points system.The maze is reset in the Forbidden Forest, and the performance of the warriors in the maze will also be scored by the judges.The final score and the score of the first two games are added, and the player with the highest score wins.

As for the order of entering the maze, it is determined by the current written test.The four warriors don't need to get the highest score, as long as they are guaranteed to pass, in the case of passing, whoever completes the test paper first will be the first to enter the maze.

"I regret to remind you that the exam has already started for 10 minutes. There are only a hundred questions, and no one can hand in the paper?" Snape shook his head bitterly, and glared at Cedric in the front row. .

There were only a hundred questions, and according to the requirements, the teachers in each school, including Snape, did not ask any particularly difficult questions.Compared with difficulty, they pursue breadth and practicality more.From Quidditch to astronomy, from herbal medicine to potions, their questions are basic, must-know and useful.

This year's students are really bad, whether it's Hogwarts, Beauxbatons or Durmstrang.Snape checked the time again, feeling that Harry Potter's distressed expression was not enough to make up for the time he had wasted.

"Professor Snape," Cedric wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and handed the test paper to Snape.He believed that if he didn't hand in any more papers or was one of the last few to hand in papers, Hufflepuff's score would be "pretty good" tomorrow.

Snape took out a special recorder and placed it on top of the test paper, making sure to record the answers to each question in the test paper before putting it away again.Then he quickly scanned the test paper and nodded to the nervous Cedric: "You can enter the maze now."

Harry below swallowed, and he felt that Snape looked at him even more horribly.But he knew that if he was the first to hand in the test before Cedric, Snape would look at him with such murderous eyes.

Less than 5 minutes after Cedric, Krum also stood up and handed in the paper.Although his spoken English is not very good, it seems that this has not affected his ability to read and write English.Of course, this is also related to his own good magic foundation.

Followed by Fu Rong, she seemed to be a little nervous, her hands trembling as she handed in the paper.After Snape nodded, she breathed a sigh of relief and staggered out.

Ten minutes had passed since Cedric No.1 left. Harry gritted his teeth and walked onto the podium with the test paper.

After doing the same recording, Snape glanced at the test paper and said suddenly: "I think I have to admire our savior, Mr. 65 points. Congratulations, you have won the lowest score among the four heroes."

Not in the mood to worry about grades, Harry left the classroom as if fleeing.

Here, the final of the Triwizard Tournament is in full swing, and Alice has also entered a state of first-level alert in the laboratory.

"Why are you so sure that my plaster is effective?" She looked at Gavin suspiciously. "During this period of time, because of the Triwizard Tournament, Filch was busy managing the energetic students, so he didn't participate in the experiment at all."

Because of the lack of clinical experimenters, Alice's plaster improvement work during this period was all done on paper.First write down all the ingredients of the plaster, and then analyze the properties one by one to find materials with similar medicinal properties.Finally, analyze the combination of various herbal medicines, their complementary and mutually exclusive properties, effects and side effects.

But researching on paper alone lacks soul after all. Even if the parchment Alice used during this time could fill the entire desk, she still couldn't guarantee the effectiveness of her plaster.

Unexpectedly, three days ago, Alice handed over the newly developed plaster to Gavin, and today the other party invited himself to the laboratory, and vowed that the plaster was very effective.

"It's not just the plaster." Gavin pushed down his glasses and said calmly, "My acupuncture is also effective. I think we can call Filch over immediately and start a new round of experiments."

"It's no problem to call me over, I guess the finals are almost over now," Alice still asked worriedly, "but you have to tell me the reason why you are so confident."

Gavin sighed: "Since you insist, I can only say that I have found a pure-blood wizard who volunteered. That is a noble wizard who is willing to sacrifice for the future of the wizarding world."

"Live.body.experiment?" Alice raised her voice, "or did you just dissect them?"

Gavin looked at Alice in surprise: "You have such a horrible idea?"

Of course it's because you seem like someone who would do such a thing!Alice complained in her heart, but what she said was: "This is the worst situation, I know you are not such a person."

"An experiment that cures squibs and can only benefit wizards is not worth my time." Gavin nodded in agreement, as if he didn't realize that he had said something more terrifying than Alice.

"So, what did you do to that pure-blood wizard?"

"It's okay, some blood was taken, some cells were taken, a whole body scan was done, the genetic sequence was checked, and then it was cast some magic in several rooms made of special materials." Gavin finished in one breath These matters, and showed an expression of "I am really empathetic".

Alice was silent for a while: "How did you convince the other party to help you?"

"Oh, it's very simple. I have to say that alcohol is the best booster," Gavin explained, "after drinking two bottles of vodka, let's talk about the future of wizards, racial inequality, and the insignificant us. You can also take the initiative to accept experiments such as exerting great power."

Alice stopped talking, and she silently remembered the important point: never drink with Gavin in the future, especially vodka or something like that.

Gavin doesn't care what Alice thinks about this, he only cares about whether the experiment can continue: "Both the plaster and acupuncture have improved the magic power of the pure-blood wizard to a certain extent in a short period of time, which at least proves that our method is That's right. As long as Filch continues to cooperate with our experiments, I believe victory is ahead."

Unlike usual, the slightly passionate words did not excite Alice.Her attention suddenly shifted to a detail mentioned by Gavin: "You mean, after using plaster and acupuncture, the magic power of that pure-blood wizard has been improved in a short period of time?"

Gavin paused, and he instantly guessed what Alice was thinking.

"I'm not sure it would work for you, we didn't even test it on Filch," he said.Alice’s symptoms are different from those of Squibs. If blockage of the meridians of Squibs is the main reason, then the problem of Alice’s meridians lies mainly in the source of magic power, or in other words, the production of magic power cannot keep up with the speed of magic power loss.

The direction of their research is to increase the source of magic power while dredging the meridians. He is not sure whether the results of the current research and development are effective in both aspects or only one effect.

"That's why I want to try, because there must be no problem with the circulation of the pure-blood wizard's magic power." Alice shrugged, then picked up the silver needle, and pricked the first needle towards her eyebrow without hesitation.

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