Chapter 470: Time and hourglass
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In the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept them after the transformation class.
"Potter, Weasley, Granger, you go to the room next to the auditorium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors what the third project is there. ."
Coming out of the transformation classroom, they stood in the corridor and looked in the direction of the forbidden forest. A group of staff were walking across the field.
"What are they going to do?" Harry asked puzzledly. "The direction is to go to Quidditch Stadium."
They stayed for a few minutes. These men turned a corner in front of the Quidditch Stadium and walked along the edge of the forbidden forest. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were still ten minutes before the magic history class, and they hurried to the classroom.
When the class bell rang, the ghost Professor Bins floated in through the wall, giving lectures in a monotonous voice for decades.
"Even the food in classroom 7 can't save him." Ron said.
Harry looked very irritable. He is now eager to know what the third project is. After preparing for so long, he is more confident than the previous two games, but his focus has undoubtedly shifted to other places.
Should I ask where Hermione got Voldemort's information? He couldn't help thinking, and at the same time imagined that after he knew the source of the intelligence, he could investigate it during the summer vacation. Sirius will certainly not refuse this request, he can help himself to cover, so that the Ministry of Magic cannot be sure whether he is using magic outside the school...
Harry looked at his watch. The watch had stopped. He turned to look at Ron to ask the time. Ron's face had a dazed expression, little by little. Harry didn't want to disturb Ron's dreams. He took off the broken watch and stuffed it into his pocket. When his fingertips touched a hard object, he took it out to see a gray hourglass.
It was given to him by Warren. He had forgotten when it was hidden in the deepest part of his pocket.
Harry stared at the dark golden gravel in the hourglass, thinking alone.
He suddenly thought of an idea. Harry was surprised by the idea. He looked around and no one was looking at him, so Harry quickly took out a piece of parchment, wrote a line on it, and handed it to Hermione, who was focusing on taking notes.
This is also what makes Harry admire. Although Hermione also finds the course of the history of magic boring, but she can always listen to it and use this knowledge when appropriate. At this time, Hermione looked at the parchment that had suddenly appeared in the history of magic textbook, her cheeks bulged in dissatisfaction.
Har motioned her to look at the words above. Hermione lowered her head and read it. The small words read: "Did you bring that abandoned time converter?"
Hermione nodded slightly, lowered her head, and pulled a long slender gold chain from the collar. Harry's eyes widened and watched as she put a gold timer on the parchment and gently pushed it to him.
"Thank you." Harry murmured and couldn't wait to pick up the gold timer. According to Hermione, the intact time converter will glow, but the one in front of you looks very old. Its core is an hourglass with spherical ends, with a few rings of metal ring brackets on the outside, and adjustable knobs on the edges.
Harry took a deep breath, held his breath, put the gray hourglass and the time converter together, and was surprised to find that the heights of the two hourglasses were almost exactly the same. Exactly the same... Can it be replaced? He broke the time converter forcefully, trying to remove the hourglass on it, but the hourglass didn't move.
He had to stop and didn't dare to continue exerting force. Harry raised his head with a guilty conscience, and finally met Hermione's shocked eyes.
"How did you think of it?"
Hermione couldn’t wait to ask as soon as class was over. They had just come out of the history of magic class. In the last half hour, Hermione forgot about Professor Bins on the podium. The number of maimed kills is more than the other reasons combined..." He just kept looking at the hourglass and the broken time converter in Harry's hand, his eyes gleaming.
"I don't know. Just... a flash of inspiration?" Harry said innocently, and Ron looked at the two of them a little unclear.
They finished their meal quickly and walked through the door of the common room. Fred and George were selling a new product with their good friend Lee Jordan. It was a hat-shaped thing. Normally, Harry would definitely go over to see it. Look, the twins' products are usually interesting as long as they don't need to be on him.
But today they went straight past the crowd, turning a deaf ear to the exclamation surrounding them, and went straight to a hidden corner. Under the motion of Hermione's eyes, Harry took out the hourglass and golden timer, and he deliberately put them together, especially the two different hourglasses.
"Hiss~" Ron took a deep breath. "Should not"
"Yeah, we think so too," Hermione said excitedly. "I didn't pay attention at all before! Even though they are about the same size...but...who would have thought of combining them together? One from thousands of years ago. The ancient Greek black wizard, a deceased alchemist Nico Lemay."
Ron picked up the grey hourglass and shook it vigorously. The dark golden substance inside solidified into a lump and stuck to the glass wall without moving. "Except for one thing," he said, "They are all bad. Hermione, you are here. In vain, you said it yourself, and Professor Haipu checked it."
"Oh, oh..." Hermione said perfunctorily, "but Professor Haipu probably didn't know that Valen had secretly taken the fairy's hourglass. In his impression, he had asked Valen to return everything."
Harry's heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized that if the gold timer could be fixed, they would have a time converter that was not restricted by the Ministry of Magic, even though he still didn't know what to use, he Min said a bunch of restrictions before.
But if an accident does happen, like the one on the bridge, if Hermione hadn’t had a time converter in his hand and found Professor Haipu’s rescue in time, they might have killed one or two people, at least Peter Pettigrew was very It is likely to escape.
Harry appeared to be extremely concerned about the matter, "Let's try anyway! What if it succeeds?"
"The question is, how do we take it apart..." Hermione frowned.
"Yes, we don't have tools. Does Hogsmeade have a shop selling pliers?" Harry asked.
"Don't be silly," Hermione said. "It's more precise than anything you've seen. It can't be solved by a pair of pliers or a screwdriver...Let me think about it," she repeatedly looked at the broken gold timer. , Muttered to himself for a while: "No...this is definitely not something we can deal with, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless we can get the research materials of the predecessors." Hermione said decisively.
"You mean" Ron glared at her.
"This broken time converter once belonged to Nicol Lemay. The professor mentioned that Mr. Nicol Lemay left a lot of things. I think, um, if the professor allows Warren to give away the broken time converter. , Then he shouldn't mind if we look through some information..."
"Shall we directly ask Professor Haipu for help?" Ron asked puzzled, and he reminded: "This is the fastest way."
"Of course," Hermione said solemnly, "but we have to show some evidence at least, don't we?"
At nine o'clock in the evening, they came out of the lounge and walked downstairs to the auditorium. Along the way, Ron asked Harry about the look of the screwdriver. Harry first explained the purpose of the screw, and then explained the different types of screwdrivers. "There is a toolbox with tools of various sizes, and they can also unscrew the nuts."
"What's that?" Ron asked in surprise. "Dad will like it. He collected a drawer of switches."
In the hall, they met the Warriors of Boothbarton. Fleur greeted Harry enthusiastically and leaned down to kiss each of his cheeks. Ron's face showed expectation, and Hermione snorted dissatisfiedly, the expressions on the faces of the two boys dizzy.
When he came back to his senses, Harry found himself already sitting on the sofa in the room next to the auditorium. The big man in Vagado was smiling at him naively. It was strange, how did he sit down? He did not remember his experience of walking through the auditorium at all.
"...My sister Gabrielle will come over next month with my parents. A few days before the third project..." Fleur said cheerfully from the side. Harry looked left and right, Ron sat with him. Together, looking at Fleur obsessively, where's Hermione? The next second he saw Hermione, she and Collins sat down together.
They waited until nearly ten o'clock, when the lights were about to turn off, before Bagman walked in.
He was wearing a pair of yellow overalls, which looked like a large baby outfit. He looked quite tired, with short blond hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He clung up his spirits and stretched out his hands, looking at the warrior in the room.
"Hello!" he said.
"First of all, I want to congratulate everyone. Yes, that's right. The game has finally come to the final stage. I think it is something to celebrate for both you and me." Bagman wiped his forehead. Khan said, "To be honest, I've been exhausted recently. I just communicated with the staff about the game venue today. There are too many problems. Fortunately, Hagrid helped with the idea..." Harry and Ron exchanged horrified glances. .
"When the game is over, I must apply for a vacation...cough cough, let's get back to business, the third project" he blinked, "is a maze. The third project is very simple and clear. The trophy for the Triwizard Tournament is Put it on the top of the maze, and which team can encounter it first will get full marks."
"Top?" Krum asked in a low voice.
"Yes," Bagman stroked the **** his chest. "I never said that the maze has only one layer, did I?"
"So we just need to go through the maze?" Furong said, and she confirmed: "Find the right way?"
"Of course not, Miss Delacour," Bagman shook his head, and his voice became cheerful. "Hagrid has provided a lot of animals...There are some spells that must be lifted...and that sort of thing, this is Speed competition. The Warriors team with the leading score enters the maze first. We will post the scores and order of the two games in the hall. Today is too late, and we have to wait until tomorrow..."
"In addition, there is one more thing to remind you. In the maze castle, mutual attacks are not allowed. We will supervise the whole process but can **** trophies. Of course, only when the same team is not gathered." Bagman looked at the warriors. We stared at him blankly, with a smile on Yuanyuan’s face, "You will find that the trophy is the key to the door. When three people from a team touch it at the same time, it will work. You come out of the maze."
The room suddenly became very quiet. Bagman waited for a few seconds, then stood on tiptoe nervously, "That's it! Warriors!"
...
"I can't believe it! They allowed the Warriors to do it!" Ron said incredulously. As soon as they came out of the auditorium, he couldn't wait to express his opinion.
"It's not doing it ~www.novelhall.com~ it's grabbing the trophy." Harry corrected him without thinking, he felt normal, and a faint voice in his heart was eager to try.
"But if we don't attack each other, how can we get a trophy from him?" Ron asked.
Harry also hesitated, "I guess there will be restrictions, such as not allowing the use of curses... Bagman said that he would post the rules tomorrow."
"I still think we have to be careful," Ron said.
At this time, Harry noticed that Hermione had been silent, he looked at her curiously, "Hermione, what's the matter with you?"
"Oh, uh," Hermione hurriedly straightened her hair. "Remember what Bagman said, the Warriors' parents will be invited over to watch the game. I haven't told my family yet...actually, um," she cautiously Looking at Harry and Ron, "I made up some lies. I said in my letter to them... There is only one warrior in each school, and there are two at Hogwarts because of an accident... The other one is of course not me... Oh my goodness, I told them that the second warrior was Harry."
Harry and Ron opened their mouths in surprise.
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In the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept them after the transformation class.
"Potter, Weasley, Granger, you go to the room next to the auditorium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors what the third project is there. ."
Coming out of the transformation classroom, they stood in the corridor and looked in the direction of the forbidden forest. A group of staff were walking across the field.
"What are they going to do?" Harry asked puzzledly. "The direction is to go to Quidditch Stadium."
They stayed for a few minutes. These men turned a corner in front of the Quidditch Stadium and walked along the edge of the forbidden forest. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were still ten minutes before the magic history class, and they hurried to the classroom.
When the class bell rang, the ghost Professor Bins floated in through the wall, giving lectures in a monotonous voice for decades.
"Even the food in classroom 7 can't save him." Ron said.
Harry looked very irritable. He is now eager to know what the third project is. After preparing for so long, he is more confident than the previous two games, but his focus has undoubtedly shifted to other places.
Should I ask where Hermione got Voldemort's information? He couldn't help thinking, and at the same time imagined that after he knew the source of the intelligence, he could investigate it during the summer vacation. Sirius will certainly not refuse this request, he can help himself to cover, so that the Ministry of Magic cannot be sure whether he is using magic outside the school...
Harry looked at his watch. The watch had stopped. He turned to look at Ron to ask the time. Ron's face had a dazed expression, little by little. Harry didn't want to disturb Ron's dreams. He took off the broken watch and stuffed it into his pocket. When his fingertips touched a hard object, he took it out to see a gray hourglass.
It was given to him by Warren. He had forgotten when it was hidden in the deepest part of his pocket.
Harry stared at the dark golden gravel in the hourglass, thinking alone.
He suddenly thought of an idea. Harry was surprised by the idea. He looked around and no one was looking at him, so Harry quickly took out a piece of parchment, wrote a line on it, and handed it to Hermione, who was focusing on taking notes.
This is also what makes Harry admire. Although Hermione also finds the course of the history of magic boring, but she can always listen to it and use this knowledge when appropriate. At this time, Hermione looked at the parchment that had suddenly appeared in the history of magic textbook, her cheeks bulged in dissatisfaction.
Har motioned her to look at the words above. Hermione lowered her head and read it. The small words read: "Did you bring that abandoned time converter?"
Hermione nodded slightly, lowered her head, and pulled a long slender gold chain from the collar. Harry's eyes widened and watched as she put a gold timer on the parchment and gently pushed it to him.
"Thank you." Harry murmured and couldn't wait to pick up the gold timer. According to Hermione, the intact time converter will glow, but the one in front of you looks very old. Its core is an hourglass with spherical ends, with a few rings of metal ring brackets on the outside, and adjustable knobs on the edges.
Harry took a deep breath, held his breath, put the gray hourglass and the time converter together, and was surprised to find that the heights of the two hourglasses were almost exactly the same. Exactly the same... Can it be replaced? He broke the time converter forcefully, trying to remove the hourglass on it, but the hourglass didn't move.
He had to stop and didn't dare to continue exerting force. Harry raised his head with a guilty conscience, and finally met Hermione's shocked eyes.
"How did you think of it?"
Hermione couldn’t wait to ask as soon as class was over. They had just come out of the history of magic class. In the last half hour, Hermione forgot about Professor Bins on the podium. The number of maimed kills is more than the other reasons combined..." He just kept looking at the hourglass and the broken time converter in Harry's hand, his eyes gleaming.
"I don't know. Just... a flash of inspiration?" Harry said innocently, and Ron looked at the two of them a little unclear.
They finished their meal quickly and walked through the door of the common room. Fred and George were selling a new product with their good friend Lee Jordan. It was a hat-shaped thing. Normally, Harry would definitely go over to see it. Look, the twins' products are usually interesting as long as they don't need to be on him.
But today they went straight past the crowd, turning a deaf ear to the exclamation surrounding them, and went straight to a hidden corner. Under the motion of Hermione's eyes, Harry took out the hourglass and golden timer, and he deliberately put them together, especially the two different hourglasses.
"Hiss~" Ron took a deep breath. "Should not"
"Yeah, we think so too," Hermione said excitedly. "I didn't pay attention at all before! Even though they are about the same size...but...who would have thought of combining them together? One from thousands of years ago. The ancient Greek black wizard, a deceased alchemist Nico Lemay."
Ron picked up the grey hourglass and shook it vigorously. The dark golden substance inside solidified into a lump and stuck to the glass wall without moving. "Except for one thing," he said, "They are all bad. Hermione, you are here. In vain, you said it yourself, and Professor Haipu checked it."
"Oh, oh..." Hermione said perfunctorily, "but Professor Haipu probably didn't know that Valen had secretly taken the fairy's hourglass. In his impression, he had asked Valen to return everything."
Harry's heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized that if the gold timer could be fixed, they would have a time converter that was not restricted by the Ministry of Magic, even though he still didn't know what to use, he Min said a bunch of restrictions before.
But if an accident does happen, like the one on the bridge, if Hermione hadn’t had a time converter in his hand and found Professor Haipu’s rescue in time, they might have killed one or two people, at least Peter Pettigrew was very It is likely to escape.
Harry appeared to be extremely concerned about the matter, "Let's try anyway! What if it succeeds?"
"The question is, how do we take it apart..." Hermione frowned.
"Yes, we don't have tools. Does Hogsmeade have a shop selling pliers?" Harry asked.
"Don't be silly," Hermione said. "It's more precise than anything you've seen. It can't be solved by a pair of pliers or a screwdriver...Let me think about it," she repeatedly looked at the broken gold timer. , Muttered to himself for a while: "No...this is definitely not something we can deal with, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless we can get the research materials of the predecessors." Hermione said decisively.
"You mean" Ron glared at her.
"This broken time converter once belonged to Nicol Lemay. The professor mentioned that Mr. Nicol Lemay left a lot of things. I think, um, if the professor allows Warren to give away the broken time converter. , Then he shouldn't mind if we look through some information..."
"Shall we directly ask Professor Haipu for help?" Ron asked puzzled, and he reminded: "This is the fastest way."
"Of course," Hermione said solemnly, "but we have to show some evidence at least, don't we?"
At nine o'clock in the evening, they came out of the lounge and walked downstairs to the auditorium. Along the way, Ron asked Harry about the look of the screwdriver. Harry first explained the purpose of the screw, and then explained the different types of screwdrivers. "There is a toolbox with tools of various sizes, and they can also unscrew the nuts."
"What's that?" Ron asked in surprise. "Dad will like it. He collected a drawer of switches."
In the hall, they met the Warriors of Boothbarton. Fleur greeted Harry enthusiastically and leaned down to kiss each of his cheeks. Ron's face showed expectation, and Hermione snorted dissatisfiedly, the expressions on the faces of the two boys dizzy.
When he came back to his senses, Harry found himself already sitting on the sofa in the room next to the auditorium. The big man in Vagado was smiling at him naively. It was strange, how did he sit down? He did not remember his experience of walking through the auditorium at all.
"...My sister Gabrielle will come over next month with my parents. A few days before the third project..." Fleur said cheerfully from the side. Harry looked left and right, Ron sat with him. Together, looking at Fleur obsessively, where's Hermione? The next second he saw Hermione, she and Collins sat down together.
They waited until nearly ten o'clock, when the lights were about to turn off, before Bagman walked in.
He was wearing a pair of yellow overalls, which looked like a large baby outfit. He looked quite tired, with short blond hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He clung up his spirits and stretched out his hands, looking at the warrior in the room.
"Hello!" he said.
"First of all, I want to congratulate everyone. Yes, that's right. The game has finally come to the final stage. I think it is something to celebrate for both you and me." Bagman wiped his forehead. Khan said, "To be honest, I've been exhausted recently. I just communicated with the staff about the game venue today. There are too many problems. Fortunately, Hagrid helped with the idea..." Harry and Ron exchanged horrified glances. .
"When the game is over, I must apply for a vacation...cough cough, let's get back to business, the third project" he blinked, "is a maze. The third project is very simple and clear. The trophy for the Triwizard Tournament is Put it on the top of the maze, and which team can encounter it first will get full marks."
"Top?" Krum asked in a low voice.
"Yes," Bagman stroked the **** his chest. "I never said that the maze has only one layer, did I?"
"So we just need to go through the maze?" Furong said, and she confirmed: "Find the right way?"
"Of course not, Miss Delacour," Bagman shook his head, and his voice became cheerful. "Hagrid has provided a lot of animals...There are some spells that must be lifted...and that sort of thing, this is Speed competition. The Warriors team with the leading score enters the maze first. We will post the scores and order of the two games in the hall. Today is too late, and we have to wait until tomorrow..."
"In addition, there is one more thing to remind you. In the maze castle, mutual attacks are not allowed. We will supervise the whole process but can **** trophies. Of course, only when the same team is not gathered." Bagman looked at the warriors. We stared at him blankly, with a smile on Yuanyuan’s face, "You will find that the trophy is the key to the door. When three people from a team touch it at the same time, it will work. You come out of the maze."
The room suddenly became very quiet. Bagman waited for a few seconds, then stood on tiptoe nervously, "That's it! Warriors!"
...
"I can't believe it! They allowed the Warriors to do it!" Ron said incredulously. As soon as they came out of the auditorium, he couldn't wait to express his opinion.
"It's not doing it ~www.novelhall.com~ it's grabbing the trophy." Harry corrected him without thinking, he felt normal, and a faint voice in his heart was eager to try.
"But if we don't attack each other, how can we get a trophy from him?" Ron asked.
Harry also hesitated, "I guess there will be restrictions, such as not allowing the use of curses... Bagman said that he would post the rules tomorrow."
"I still think we have to be careful," Ron said.
At this time, Harry noticed that Hermione had been silent, he looked at her curiously, "Hermione, what's the matter with you?"
"Oh, uh," Hermione hurriedly straightened her hair. "Remember what Bagman said, the Warriors' parents will be invited over to watch the game. I haven't told my family yet...actually, um," she cautiously Looking at Harry and Ron, "I made up some lies. I said in my letter to them... There is only one warrior in each school, and there are two at Hogwarts because of an accident... The other one is of course not me... Oh my goodness, I told them that the second warrior was Harry."
Harry and Ron opened their mouths in surprise.
In the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept them after the transformation class."Potter, Weasley, Granger, you go to the room next to the auditorium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors what the third project is there. ."Coming out of the transformation classroom, they stood in the corridor and looked in the direction of the forbidden forest. A group of staff were walking across the field."What are they going to do?" Harry asked puzzledly. "The direction is to go to Quidditch Stadium."They stayed for a few minutes. These men turned a corner in front of the Quidditch Stadium and walked along the edge of the forbidden forest. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were still ten minutes before the magic history class, and they hurried to the classroom.When the class bell rang, the ghost Professor Bins floated in through the wall, giving lectures in a monotonous voice for decades."Even the food in classroom 7 can't save him." Ron said.Harry looked very irritable. He is now eager to know what the third project is. After preparing for so long, he is more confident than the previous two games, but his focus has undoubtedly shifted to other places.Should I ask where Hermione got Voldemort's information? He couldn't help thinking, and at the same time imagined that after he knew the source of the intelligence, he could investigate it during the summer vacation. Sirius will certainly not refuse this request, he can help himself to cover, so that the Ministry of Magic cannot be sure whether he is using magic outside the school...Harry looked at his watch. The watch had stopped. He turned to look at Ron to ask the time. Ron's face had a dazed expression, little by little. Harry didn't want to disturb Ron's dreams. He took off the broken watch and stuffed it into his pocket. When his fingertips touched a hard object, he took it out to see a gray hourglass.It was given to him by Warren. He had forgotten when it was hidden in the deepest part of his pocket.Harry stared at the dark golden gravel in the hourglass, thinking alone.He suddenly thought of an idea. Harry was surprised by the idea. He looked around and no one was looking at him, so Harry quickly took out a piece of parchment, wrote a line on it, and handed it to Hermione, who was focusing on taking notes.This is also what makes Harry admire. Although Hermione also finds the course of the history of magic boring, but she can always listen to it and use this knowledge when appropriate. At this time, Hermione looked at the parchment that had suddenly appeared in the history of magic textbook, her cheeks bulged in dissatisfaction.Har motioned her to look at the words above. Hermione lowered her head and read it. The small words read: "Did you bring that abandoned time converter?"Hermione nodded slightly, lowered her head, and pulled a long slender gold chain from the collar. Harry's eyes widened and watched as she put a gold timer on the parchment and gently pushed it to him."Thank you." Harry murmured and couldn't wait to pick up the gold timer. According to Hermione, the intact time converter will glow, but the one in front of you looks very old. Its core is an hourglass with spherical ends, with a few rings of metal ring brackets on the outside, and adjustable knobs on the edges.Harry took a deep breath, held his breath, put the gray hourglass and the time converter together, and was surprised to find that the heights of the two hourglasses were almost exactly the same. Exactly the same... Can it be replaced? He broke the time converter forcefully, trying to remove the hourglass on it, but the hourglass didn't move.He had to stop and didn't dare to continue exerting force. Harry raised his head with a guilty conscience, and finally met Hermione's shocked eyes."How did you think of it?"Hermione couldn't wait to ask as soon as class was over. They had just come out of the history of magic class. In the last half hour, Hermione forgot about Professor Bins on the podium. The number of maimed kills is more than the other reasons combined..." He just kept looking at the hourglass and the broken time converter in Harry's hand, his eyes gleaming."I don't know. Just... a flash of inspiration?" Harry said innocently, and Ron looked at the two of them a little unclear.They finished their meal quickly and walked through the door of the common room. Fred and George were selling a new product with their good friend Lee Jordan. It was a hat-shaped thing. Normally, Harry would definitely go over to see it. Look, the twins' products are usually interesting as long as they don't need to be on him.But today they went straight past the crowd, turning a deaf ear to the exclamation surrounding them, and went straight to a hidden corner. Under the motion of Hermione's eyes, Harry took out the hourglass and golden timer, and he deliberately put them together, especially the two different hourglasses."Hiss~" Ron took a deep breath. "Should not""Yeah, we think so too," Hermione said excitedly. "I didn't pay attention at all before! Even though they are about the same size...but...who would have thought of combining them together? One from thousands of years ago. The ancient Greek black wizard, a deceased alchemist Nico Lemay."Ron picked up the grey hourglass and shook it vigorously. The dark golden substance inside solidified into a lump and stuck to the glass wall without moving. "Except for one thing," he said, "They are all bad. Hermione, you are here. In vain, you said it yourself, and Professor Haipu checked it.""Oh, oh..." Hermione said perfunctorily, "but Professor Haipu probably didn't know that Valen had secretly taken the fairy's hourglass. In his impression, he had asked Valen to return everything."Harry's heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized that if the gold timer could be fixed, they would have a time converter that was not restricted by the Ministry of Magic, even though he still didn't know what to use, he Min said a bunch of restrictions before.But if an accident does happen, like the one on the bridge, if Hermione hadn't had a time converter in his hand and found Professor Haipu's rescue in time, they might have killed one or two people, at least Peter Pettigrew was very It is likely to escape.Harry appeared to be extremely concerned about the matter, "Let's try anyway! What if it succeeds?""The question is, how do we take it apart..." Hermione frowned."Yes, we don't have tools. Does Hogsmeade have a shop selling pliers?" Harry asked."Don't be silly," Hermione said. "It's more precise than anything you've seen. It can't be solved by a pair of pliers or a screwdriver...Let me think about it," she repeatedly looked at the broken gold timer. , Muttered to himself for a while: "No...this is definitely not something we can deal with, unless...""Unless what?""Unless we can get the research materials of the predecessors." Hermione said decisively."You mean" Ron glared at her."This broken time converter once belonged to Nicol Lemay. The professor mentioned that Mr. Nicol Lemay left a lot of things. I think, um, if the professor allows Warren to give away the broken time converter. , Then he shouldn't mind if we look through some information...""Shall we directly ask Professor Haipu for help?" Ron asked puzzled, and he reminded: "This is the fastest way.""Of course," Hermione said solemnly, "but we have to show some evidence at least, don't we?"At nine o'clock in the evening, they came out of the lounge and walked downstairs to the auditorium. Along the way, Ron asked Harry about the look of the screwdriver. Harry first explained the purpose of the screw, and then explained the different types of screwdrivers. "There is a toolbox with tools of various sizes, and they can also unscrew the nuts.""What's that?" Ron asked in surprise. "Dad will like it. He collected a drawer of switches."In the hall, they met the Warriors of Boothbarton. Fleur greeted Harry enthusiastically and leaned down to kiss each of his cheeks. Ron's face showed expectation, and Hermione snorted dissatisfiedly, the expressions on the faces of the two boys dizzy.When he came back to his senses, Harry found himself already sitting on the sofa in the room next to the auditorium. The big man in Vagado was smiling at him naively. It was strange, how did he sit down? He did not remember his experience of walking through the auditorium at all."...My sister Gabrielle will come over next month with my parents. A few days before the third project..." Fleur said cheerfully from the side. Harry looked left and right, Ron sat with him. Together, looking at Fleur obsessively, where's Hermione? The next second he saw Hermione, she and Collins sat down together.They waited until nearly ten o'clock, when the lights were about to turn off, before Bagman walked in.He was wearing a pair of yellow overalls, which looked like a large baby outfit. He looked quite tired, with short blond hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He clung up his spirits and stretched out his hands, looking at the warrior in the room."Hello!" he said."First of all, I want to congratulate everyone. Yes, that's right. The game has finally come to the final stage. I think it is something to celebrate for both you and me." Bagman wiped his forehead. Khan said, "To be honest, I've been exhausted recently. I just communicated with the staff about the game venue today. There are too many problems. Fortunately, Hagrid helped with the idea..." Harry and Ron exchanged horrified glances. ."When the game is over, I must apply for a vacation...cough cough, let's get back to business, the third project" he blinked, "is a maze. The third project is very simple and clear. The trophy for the Triwizard Tournament is Put it on the top of the maze, and which team can encounter it first will get full marks.""Top?" Krum asked in a low voice."Yes," Bagman stroked the **** his chest. "I never said that the maze has only one layer, did I?""So we just need to go through the maze?" Furong said, and she confirmed: "Find the right way?""Of course not, Miss Delacour," Bagman shook his head, and his voice became cheerful. "Hagrid has provided a lot of animals...There are some spells that must be lifted...and that sort of thing, this is Speed competition. The Warriors team with the leading score enters the maze first. We will post the scores and order of the two games in the hall. Today is too late, and we have to wait until tomorrow...""In addition, there is one more thing to remind you. In the maze castle, mutual attacks are not allowed. We will supervise the whole process but can **** trophies. Of course, only when the same team is not gathered." Bagman looked at the warriors. We stared at him blankly, with a smile on Yuanyuan's face, "You will find that the trophy is the key to the door. When three people from a team touch it at the same time, it will work. You come out of the maze."The room suddenly became very quiet. Bagman waited for a few seconds, then stood on tiptoe nervously, "That's it! Warriors!"..."I can't believe it! They allowed the Warriors to do it!" Ron said incredulously. As soon as they came out of the auditorium, he couldn't wait to express his opinion."It's not doing it ~www.novelhall.com~ it's grabbing the trophy." Harry corrected him without thinking, he felt normal, and a faint voice in his heart was eager to try."But if we don't attack each other, how can we get a trophy from him?" Ron asked.Harry also hesitated, "I guess there will be restrictions, such as not allowing the use of curses... Bagman said that he would post the rules tomorrow.""I still think we have to be careful," Ron said.At this time, Harry noticed that Hermione had been silent, he looked at her curiously, "Hermione, what's the matter with you?""Oh, uh," Hermione hurriedly straightened her hair. "Remember what Bagman said, the Warriors' parents will be invited over to watch the game. I haven't told my family yet...actually, um," she cautiously Looking at Harry and Ron, "I made up some lies. I said in my letter to them... There is only one warrior in each school, and there are two at Hogwarts because of an accident... The other one is of course not me... Oh my goodness, I told them that the second warrior was Harry."Harry and Ron opened their mouths in surprise.
