No one present had much reaction to Ludo Bagman's words, because everyone already knew what kind of scene they were about to face.
Fleur was still sitting in the corner, looking very worried; while Harry and Hermione, the former was constantly recalling what they heard in Moody's office, and the latter was still pale.
As for Maka, he just looked at Harry and Hermione, expressionless and silent.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of hundreds of pairs of feet walking through the tent was heard. The owners of the feet were talking and laughing excitedly, which made the atmosphere in the tent even more solemn.
Then, when the footsteps quieted down, Bagman untied the purple silk bag.
"Ladies first, gentlemen, please wait a moment." He said playfully, passing the bag to Fleur Delacour first.
She put a trembling hand into the bag and pulled out a very delicate model of a box—it looked like one of Luna's favorite trinkets.
What’s even more amazing is that this aqua blue box model has been enchanted. At this moment, it was lying quietly in Furong's hand, emitting slightly steaming water vapor.
And just on the lid of this box, a small ancient magic text is constantly changing slightly.
"This is... rune letters?" Fleur whispered.
At Hogwarts, the study of ancient runes is an elective course for third-year students, and this is also the case at Beauxbatons. She recognized the meaning of the letter at a glance.
"'Lagu' represents water... Does this tell me to look for water somewhere?" Fleur thought as she stood aside and let Hermione step forward to take out her box model.
Maka on the side heard Fleur whispering to herself. He shook his head, but nodded slightly.
"'Lagu' also represents female intuition," he thought to himself. "This Veela hybrid is lucky, because she can't go wrong no matter what she thinks. The most she can do is spend more time."
At this time, Hermione had also drawn her model, which was a small box with an uncertain reality. A translucent runic letter was faintly printed on the center of the box lid.
"'Eoh', the yew tree?"
As soon as she saw the familiar magic letters, Hermione felt much better - at least her little face was not as pale as before. She subconsciously turned her head and explained to Harry out of habit: "But please note that it symbolizes death or rebirth - I think this will definitely be helpful in finding it."
Harry nodded confusedly, not sure if he understood.
"Then it's time for the men, come on Harry!" Bagman handed the bag to Harry next to Hermione and motioned for him to draw first.
"Uh... is that okay?"
Harry glanced at Maka, and after seeing him nod, he put his hand in. But when he took out the box model that belonged to him from the bag, he was stunned.
Other people's boxes have only one letter on the lid, but he has two! You know, Harry was not very familiar with ancient magic texts, but who knew he would actually draw a combination of magic texts.
Maka couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw this - she didn't know whether he was lucky or bad. The meaning of this combination of magic words was too clear.
"Eolh" represents the antlers of an elk, and also represents an upwardly stretched hand, which generally symbolizes reaching the kingdom of God, meaning the commanding heights; while "Nvd" represents poverty or hardship, which appears to be misfortune, but secretly Refers to challenge.
If the person who drew this box is familiar with runes, then the location of this box is already obvious.
"Mr. McLean, the last model... take it out with your own hands!" Bagman looked extremely excited, and he sang this sentence almost in an aria-like tone.
But Maka obviously didn't buy it. He waved his hand and said: "Mr. Bagman, please do it for me..."
"Oh - although - okay!" He shrugged, "Actually, I kinda want to try it myself!"
He quickly reached into the bag and pulled out an almost completely white box model. On top of this model, waves of cold air were silently exuding.
As soon as Maka saw this model, she couldn't help but frown.
"...This is not a good sign." He took it from Bagman casually, rubbed his brows and thought deeply.
On this snow-white box model, there is a runic letter "Is" representing "ice". In a superficial sense of the character, it symbolizes graceful and sophisticated deception, which appears to be helpful but is actually a hindrance.
In the deeper meaning of this letter, it also represents the possibility of the plan being delayed - this may be the last thing Maka wants to see now.
"Okay, you've all got it!" Bagman said, "You've all drawn the images of the boxes you're going to search for. Where will they be? Of course the answer must be found from the model in your hands... "
"Okay, I'm going to leave you for a moment now, because I have to explain to the audience. Everyone go to their respective tent entrances and wait! As soon as you hear the whistle, everyone will walk into that venue, do you understand?"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly added: "So... Harry... can I say a few words to you? Right here."
It seemed that no one else needed to worry, Bagman must have planned to reveal some good news to Harry. Maka, who was the first to walk out of the tent, looked back, then walked slowly towards the entrance of the tent on the other side of the venue.
Along the way, you could hear the commotion on the top of the high wall, and the audience was obviously already here. When Maka walked into the entrance of the tent that belonged to him, Bagman had already finished more than half of his prepared speech.
No way, his entrance is the farthest one from the resting place, and he has to walk a full half circle around the wall!
Not long after, the sharp sound of the magic whistle cut through the noisy cheers of the audience, announcing the official start of the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.
When he opened the curtain and walked through the aisle and came to the real competition venue, a multi-player arena as large as several Muggle football fields immediately came into Maka's eyes.
It was a complex man-made terrain.
Among the surrounding towering walls, there are rolling stone mountains, winding rivers, and even a dense evergreen forest.
And right in the center of the site, a steep mountain peak that was higher than the wall stood there. It can be seen that there is even ice and snow condensation on the peak, which looks illusory and real in the clouds that are obviously created by magic, mysterious and wonderful.
That was obviously where Harry was going, and it was also the same spot that confused Maka.
At various locations on the field, eight fire dragons were either sleeping on the ground or soaring high in the sky, and from time to time they would spray a series of flame dragon breaths towards the audience on the wall. Although the flames are always easily blocked by a looming magic film, the audience will still be so frightened that they lean back.
Maka was not in a hurry to find the box he had drawn. He randomly selected a stone and used a floating spell to control it and fly him high into the sky. Judging from the way he looked around, he seemed to be looking for something.
Suddenly, there was a roar from the audience, and then Maka saw Harry. Sure enough, he used the Flying Charm to summon his broomstick, and nimbly avoided the breath of a Hungarian Horntail, flying straight towards the mountain in the center of the field.
As for Hermione, logically she should have gone into the woods. Although the forest was right under Maka, he did not see Hermione.
However, Fleur's location has been found by Maka. She is currently wandering cautiously on the bank of a small river, avoiding the fire dragon while carefully searching for the location of the box that belongs to her.
"Found it." Maka's eyes moved forward again, and this time, he finally nodded.
What he was looking for was the Chinese fireball that he had been paying attention to that night. It was also known as the "dragon lion". The fiery red dragon scales had some faint golden spots that clearly indicated that it was a female dragon lion.
When Maka saw it, it was lying lazily on a piece of grass, seemingly still taking a nap!
"Now that the 'Boss' has been found, let's go look for the 'treasure box'..." Maka muttered softly and began to patrol around again.
However, this "little bug" hanging in mid-air seems to have attracted the attention of some big guy.
Like the ferocious black dragon chasing Harry, it was also a strong and ferocious Hungarian treetop. With its pitch-black scales, yellow eyes, and sharp bronze horns, it looks like a dangerous, aggressive breed.
Maka was too lazy to tangle with this big lizard with thick skin and extremely high magic resistance—even if he killed it, the dragon farm wouldn't give him half a scale, so why should he bother
Maka waved his hand, and a cloud of gray mist suddenly exploded, hiding his figure. When the fog dispersed with the wind, he had disappeared from the black dragon's sight.
"The prompt is 'ice', but that means deception... In addition, the only place with ice is the central peak..."
After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately rushed to the northwest corner - the box he was looking for should be hidden in that rugged rocky area.
There was both a corner and the lowest location in the entire site. There was still steam steaming faintly, and the light of fire was faintly visible in the cracks in the rocks. All signs indicate that it is a completely opposite terrain from the snow on the peak.
When he came to this rocky ground, a thick smell of sulfur hit his face, and the surrounding temperature was obviously in great contrast with other places.
"It would be good to have a hot spring on the island in Rowena in the future..." Maka touched her chin and said to herself thoughtfully.