Relevant research on ancient runes shows that the eight eyes of the Acromantula represent the number "8"; while the two golden horns of the horned beast represent the number "2"; the salamander can only survive six years without the flames. hours, so its presence represents the number "6".
In fact, there is a simple math problem hidden in this oil painting about Acromantula hunting.
"... You see, four Acromantulas are preying on a horned beast, and their targets are three passing salamanders." Fleur was explaining her explanation to Hermione, "So, four times eight minus Second, subtract three times six...the answer should be '12'!"
But in fact, Hermione didn't want to say anything more to her—this time, there was no so-called "champion" in the Triwizard Tournament from the beginning. It was a chaotic multi-party showdown.
"There's an Acromantula web bag there," Hermione corrected calmly, "We don't know what's in it, but it must be prey - that represents the unknown! And in runes, the symbol for the unknown …”
"... represents the number '7'." Fleur turned back to look at the oil painting. Her mouth moved again, but in the end she nodded slightly.
At this time, Hermione was holding a stone tablet engraved with the simplified symbol of the five-legged beast - which represented the number "5".
For young wizards who have carefully studied ancient magic texts in school, there is no obstacle to solving this little puzzle. What it tests more is actually the flexibility of thinking when applying knowledge.
Fleur must have also seen the spider's web bag, but she failed to associate it with relevant knowledge - even though the hint was sufficient.
It stands to reason that Furong would not be unable to detect it on weekdays, but today she...
Seems a little out of sorts.
In the next few puzzles, Hermione solved the puzzles at an astonishing speed, which surprised Fleur. At the same time, her initial elegance seemed to slowly fade away.
A strange tacit understanding gradually developed between the two girls - the conversations between them became less and less.
Usually Hermione would briefly explain the solution to the puzzle, and then Fleur would nod and let Hermione clear the way for the two of them to move on.
The atmosphere between the two becomes increasingly weird.
Until Hermione noticed that Fleur's expression began to turn gloomy, she finally nodded secretly as if she had confirmed something.
Throughout the entire underground tower, Harry was making steady progress without any danger, while Hermione and Fleur were traveling unimpeded. Only Lockhart, disguised as Maka, was drifting further and further away from the target floor.
"...I don't know what the situation is." Ron sat in the viewing gallery, looking at the green flames below, feeling a little empty in his heart without realizing it.
He didn't have the chance to participate in this top three competition, and this was always a hole in his heart.
The entire auditorium seemed very lively, and everyone was discussing who would win. Although the supporters were different, when it came to the championship, the vast majority of people actually agreed that Maka was the only candidate.
His performance in the top three competition was actually not eye-catching, but who made him so famous now
A wizard who made it through the World Cup finals, but the Ministry of Magic remained silent, has long become a daily topic for wizards and wizards.
Many people even thought that he might be related to Death Eaters.
Of course, no wizard has publicly expressed any opinions on "Voldemort's return" yet. Regardless of whether everyone has had similar speculations, it turns out that everyone actually doesn't want to think about this possibility at all.
Even though it is almost clearly laid out in front of everyone.
"It's just the remnants of the Death Eaters resurrecting. The British Ministry of Magic is not in a hurry, so why should we be in a hurry?"
Although these are just some of the ideas of the public, they are enough to explain a lot of problems.
But who could have known that "Maka", who was the only candidate for the championship, went off track from the beginning; and Hermione, who most people didn't pay much attention to, was racing along with Fleur, who had always performed poorly.
To be honest, objectively speaking, Harry is the only one who is the most normal according to his current age level.
The competition time is passing bit by bit, but there is no time limit for this third event.
In any case, as long as the champion has not been decided, the game will continue. Unless all four warriors actively or passively abstain, Bagman will truly end the game.
In the guest of honor seat where the referees were, only Dumbledore was looking down with a calm face. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the platform and see everything the warriors were facing underground.
…
"Split into pieces!"
On a certain level underground, Hermione and Fleur encountered a combat-type level.
In this level, both girls showed extraordinary strength, perfectly forcing several movable armors back, and almost simultaneously jumped into the magic flame guarded by those movable armors.
The two of them have gone through more than ten levels together.
Most of these levels were not difficult, and occasionally there were a few that were more difficult, but Hermione was able to overcome them.
When they passed the floor again, as the magic flames in front of them disappeared silently, a wave of heat suddenly hit the two of them.
The room on this floor was filled with flames at first glance. The fiery tongues of flames rose from the ground and could almost lick the ceiling.
Not long after, there were already faint beads of sweat on their foreheads.
"Chill like ice."
Hermione immediately cast a freezing spell on herself, glanced at Fleur beside her, and then stepped into the sea of fire without hesitation.
The flames engulfed her quickly, and within a few breaths, she disappeared.
Fleur seemed not to be outdone, so she followed suit, cast a freezing spell on herself, and then hurried into the flames to chase Hermione.
Once you enter the sea of fire, you will find that the flames are not completely connected. Although nothing can be seen except for the flames at first glance, there are still some gaps in the middle.
Hermione took the lead and walked in front, her steps decisive and steady, as if she already knew where to go, without stopping for a moment.
But Fleur, who was following behind, didn't have time to catch up. She was just stunned for the first few seconds, and she never found Hermione again.
The two walked in tandem, but the direction they chose quickly deviated.
The freezing spell does not last long on itself, and it also has some negative effects of slow movement. In such a large sea of fire, you have to replenish yourself from time to time to ensure that you can stay active in the flames for a long time.
In addition to immobilizing small creatures, the freezing spell can also be used to avoid fire by casting a spell on oneself. If side effects are put aside, its fire-avoiding effect is actually better than the fire-proof and moisture-proof spell.
The flames were enough to cause severe burns and possibly death, but they could only cause the caster to feel slightly numb. As long as the whole person is not wrapped in ordinary flames, there will be no problems.
After all, natural fires consume oxygen when burning, and wizards naturally need to breathe.
After a while, the color of the flames in front of Hermione suddenly changed, and she had found the correct exit to the next floor.
However, the strange thing is that she did not step into it, but instead pointed at the ground and stretched out the wand in her hand.
"Thunderbolt explosion."
Almost at the same time as the incantation was being recited, an explosion spread throughout the entire floor.
Furong, who was still searching for the exit elsewhere, suddenly turned her head and looked directly at the direction of the explosion with her gloomy eyes.
She could even vaguely see the flames bursting out where Hermione was, causing the sea of fire to rise with a layer of flames.
The next second, Hermione stepped into the green flames and left the layer of rolling heat.
No one knew what she had in mind when she cast the spell, but her actions were obviously pointing the way to Fleur. Could it be that she was just expressing her kindness to Fleur? Or is that because she is a very kind girl
Currently, there are only two people who understand the meaning of her behavior.
One of them is already deep in the mountains and forests of Albania, dealing with ancient level underground palace tombs; while the other person is currently sitting in the center of the guest chair, looking calmly at what he can with his wise blue eyes. See everything.
The night gradually became darker, seeming to indicate the coming of darkness.
The trees in the Forbidden Forest in the distance are swaying their new branches with the breeze, and there are waves of leaves, but it is hard to see clearly in the night.
Occasionally, an owl hoots, bringing a slight breath of life to this slightly dull night sky.
It was under this night sky, in a deserted corner of Hogwarts, that a girl was still researching the preparation of potions with an expressionless face.
She didn't care at all about the Triwizard Tournament that had reached the final moment, or in other words, she didn't notice the Triwizard Tournament at all.
In her eyes, the only object that needed attention was the crucible in front of her.
When everyone was excited for the Triwizard Tournament, there was a slight rustling sound from the corner where she was standing - the liquid in the crucible seemed to have undergone some new changes.
At this moment, with a "pop" sound, the lid of the crucible jumped.
"Unicorn Horn Powder, 0.1 oz."
She carefully opened the lid and poured a little bit of the golden powder she had prepared into the crucible that was slightly emitting light blue smoke.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of purple-black smoke that made people unable to take their eyes away rose into the sky, with little crystals flashing inside, contrasting with the stars in the sky.
The girl took off the wide-brimmed pointed wizard hat on her head, and her white hair poured down, making her pure eyes even more clear and clear.
In that look, there was a faint hint of rare hope, flashing past.