Albert was determined to win the championship of the Magic School Potions Championship. He secretly plotted against Guy Bernard without any pressure in his heart. He hummed the theme song of "Harry Potter" while strolling along the forest trail, occasionally stopping to observe and collect magical plants on the roadside, or find a place to sit down and rest for a while.
I really don’t know what the organizers of the event were thinking. They actually thought that the contestants could persist in a place like this for ten hours without any supplies
Although the slope of the hill is not steep, climbing is still a strenuous job. Moreover, they need to pay attention to the surrounding environment and be careful of poisonous, dangerous, and deadly magical plants, or dangerous magical animals. They also have to spend time searching for the necessary potion ingredients, which consumes a lot of physical energy. Moreover, they go too deep into the magical garden. Albert doubts whether the contestants have the strength to walk back.
Suddenly, Albert seemed to realize something and looked up at the forest in the distance. Red sparks rose not far away. A contestant was in trouble and had to give up the competition and seek help from the patrol team.
"Something seems to have happened over there?"
A voice came from the bushes ahead, and the girl from Castrobus, speaking fluent Spanish, pushed aside the bushes and appeared in front of Albert.
"The patrol should have passed by. He will be fine." Albert took out his wand and signaled the girl in front to stop.
"I thought you were going to say we have one less competitor." The girl from Castrobuse spread her hands to show that she meant no harm. "My name is Daniela, Daniela Gonzalez, from Peru."
"Albert Anderson, English."
"I know, everyone says you're a genius." Daniela looked at Albert and said, "I'm more curious about how many languages you know?"
"I cover all the languages that are widely used," said Albert.
"That's amazing." Daniela sincerely admired the other person's ability. To be honest, it's not easy to find someone to communicate with when participating in the competition here.
Albert can speak fluent Spanish, is a genius, is gentle, polite, and handsome, all of which gave Daniela an inexplicable liking for him and made her willing to chat with this competitor.
Moreover, Albert's words just now, "The patrol should have passed, he will be fine," left a good impression on Daniela.
"I'm looking for the shrinking fig. Have you seen it?" Albert casually found a topic for casual chat.
The girl from Castrobus looked at Albert and said jokingly, "I thought you were sure to win the championship, so you have time to sit here and rest leisurely."
"No, I'm not the one who's determined to win the championship." Albert shook his head.
"If it's not you, who else could it be?" The girl from Castrobuse also found a place to sit down, but the two of them were at a distance, so it was still necessary to be a little vigilant.
"Guy Bernard," Albert said without hesitation, "a contestant from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, that is... well, the guy in silk who was behind me in the first round. He is the grandson of a certain referee."
"Do you know the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association?" Albert looked at the thoughtful girl from Castrobus and continued, "It's a very famous Pharmacist Association in Europe, a relatively loose organization. Members of this organization can obtain some banned potion ingredients through formal means. The Extraordinary Pharmacist Association is one of the organizers of the Potions Championship. Most of the potion masters on the jury are from the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association. It is worth mentioning that the new president who was elected some time ago is named Bernard, and the contestant from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic is Guy Bernard."
Daniela was not stupid and understood everything immediately.
Although everyone cheats in competitions, cheating and cheating are sometimes different.
"Then what's the point of this Potions Championship? Why not just give the champion's golden crucible to that guy named Guy Bernard?" Daniela was a little depressed at first. She asked the other party why he was able to get such a high score in the first round. It turned out that he was well prepared.
However, even though she had cheated like that, she was still defeated by someone else, which made Daniela feel a little gloating.
The guy in front of me is really amazing. It is said that he is the international wizard chess champion of this year.
If it weren't for this incident, he might have been the champion of the Potions Championship.
"Are you going to give up?"
"Why give up?" Albert raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I think it would be interesting to defeat that guy with my own strength and crush his dream of becoming the champion."
"What a confident guy!"
Daniela also heard the confidence in Albert's words.
She took out a shrunken fig from her bag, pointed in a certain direction and said, "The shrunken fig you're looking for is over there. You can try your luck over there."
"Thanks."
Albert stood up, dusted off his butt, and walked in the direction Daniela pointed.
He didn't know whether the girl from Castrobusa was deceiving him, and he had no interest in trying his luck.
In fact, Albert already knew the exact location of the shrinking figs. Before dealing with Guy Bernard, he found a small patch of shrinking fig trees. Leaving the shrinking figs until last was nothing more than buying time and creating an illusion.
After separating from Daniela, Albert quietly turned a corner and headed towards the shrunken fig bush.
Now it is November, the time for the shrunken fig to shed its leaves. Some of the ripe shrunken figs fall with the dead leaves, leaving only bare branches.
Albert was lucky. He could still vaguely see a few shrunken figs hanging on the branches of the shrunken fig tree, but their number was limited.
He had no doubt that most of the shrunken figs were picked by the herbalists of the magical gardens when they were ripe, and it would be a waste to let the fruit rot.
Just as Albert was about to pick the shrunken figs, he heard footsteps behind him.
He looked back and saw a black man walking out of the forest not far away.
"You're lucky. There are enough shrunken figs for us to share." Albert raised his hand and made a stop gesture. He knew that this contestant from the Uagadou School of Magic could understand French.
"Thank you, I've been looking for this for a long time."
The black guy raised his hands to show that he meant no harm. He was surprised that the other party could speak French, and told Albert to pick the shrunken figs first.
When Albert turned and walked towards the shrunken fig bush, his eyes fell on the prompt on the task panel. A new task was actually triggered at this time
Opening the task panel, Albert glanced at the title: Wagadu's Trick.
After quickly scanning the content of the task, Albert suddenly felt something was wrong. An inexplicable sense of crisis surged from his heart. He almost instinctively jumped to the side and glanced sideways to see a red magic flying out from the opponent's fingertips and hitting the shrunken fig bush not far away.
The black guy was also stunned. He didn't expect that the sneak attack would fail. He immediately raised his finger and used a stun spell on Albert who was struggling to get up from the ground.
"Don't you know that attacking others will result in direct disqualification from the competition?" Albert dodged the spell in a panic and shouted in a sharp voice, which seemed to be a little frustrated.
Albert finally got up from the ground and reached into his pocket to try to get his wand. Although he looked panicked, he was calm inside.
This guy is good.
Wandless magic.
Use it more fluently than myself.
The Africans seemed to be good at this, casting spells just by using their fingers or hand gestures, and they seemed to be good at Animagus transformation as well.
This seems like a very good scapegoat.
"So what? They don't have any evidence." The black guy said indifferently and continued to cast spells at Albert, not giving the other party time to take out his wand.
This guy's potion skills are very high, but he seems to be poor in some aspects. It is said that Hogwarts is notoriously poor in the field of defense, and the rumors are indeed true.
As long as I knock this guy down, I can use his magic wand to erase the memory of what happened just now, and then throw him into the shrunken fig bushes. Who would know that I did it
They could only assume that the English pretty boy had gotten into some trouble while picking shrivelled figs.
"Are you planning on eliminating all the other contestants?"
"You talk too much nonsense."
The black guy knew that he couldn't say any more nonsense, so he continued to cast spells at Albert, preparing to defeat him in one go.
The noise made here attracted the nearby patrol team. After finding out the cause and effect, the patrol members appeared out of nowhere on brooms and stopped the violence.
"Stop it, don't you know that attacking a contestant is against the rules of the competition?"
The black guy stopped attacking and looked helplessly at the patrolman who had just appeared.
"He attacked me first."
"Shut up, do you take me for a fool?"
As the patrolman shouted, he saw a red light flying towards him. Perhaps because he did not expect someone to cast a spell with bare hands, he was hit by the stunning spell and fell off his broomstick, unconscious.
Albert "finally" took out his magic wand, looked at the black guy who attacked the event organizer, and said meaningfully: "You are so brave!"
Fortunately, the unlucky guy had already landed and was only one meter away from the ground, otherwise he would have broken his neck.
"I don't want that either."
The black guy used the Flying Spell to capture the wizard's wand and continued to attack Albert.
With the help of the wand, this guy's spells became much more powerful and his casting speed became faster.
Unfortunately, Albert also held a magic wand and used the Armor Charm to block all the spells.
After a few moves, Albert "coincidentally" caused his opponent to be hit by a "rebounded" stun spell, causing him to faint.
Looking at the unlucky man who was unconscious, Albert curled his lips and said, "You were almost tricked just now, so don't blame me. This scapegoat is so suitable for you."