"Come on!" Some students cheered for the students who were trying to challenge, and some of them were watching enthusiastically with cups full of milk and bread in their hands.
A male student was dragging his body tremblingly, walking in the direction of the Goblet of Fire. If it was just a straight-line distance, it would take at most ten seconds to trot for this distance, but It is such a distance that seems like a natural moat to these students.
"I can't take it anymore!" Just as the male student's hands were trembling, just when he was about to touch the Goblet of Fire and throw his name into it, he yelled, then turned around and ran wildly, ignoring the others Disgusting gaze.
If you are not strong enough, no one will laugh at you too much, but such a gaffe of failure does not give people a good feeling, and he looks like he is about to succeed. This kind of person who gave up at the last moment is regrettable. Some contempt.
Only Malfoy noticed that the student's face was beaded with sweat, his arms were slack, and his eyes were half empty, half terrified.
"That's not like that old man's style." Malfoy shook his head,
Dumbledore's style has always been gentle, advocating love and tolerance. In the original story track, some students (Weasley brothers) who were not satisfied with their age hoped to use the aging potion to cheat the spell, but the result was only to attract people It's just a beard laughing, and the boy's appearance just now is completely unreasonable.
Malfoy walked straight over, and as soon as he stepped into the range of the red line, he felt an invisible sense of oppression.
"It's still within the normal range." Malfoy nodded, thinking.
But if the road behind has been maintained at this level, then Dumbledore is too incompetent.
Sure enough, the further you walked back, the stronger the oppressive feeling became. The surrounding air seemed to form a wall to press down from all directions, and as long as you retreated, the pressure would drop suddenly.
The way to relieve stress is to use magic. Malfoy has experimented. As long as he uses magic in this area, he will feel less pressure. The higher the difficulty and the higher the magic power requirement, the better the effect. If you can keep using it all the time, the oppressive feeling on your body will subside a lot, but at the same time, the closer you get, the more difficult it is to use magic.
It is equivalent to setting suppression at the physical level and the magical level at the same time, and the use of magic can slightly alleviate some of the former's constraints.
"A way to test magic power." Malfoy understood immediately. Obviously, the magic set by Dumbledore could directly screen out most students whose magic power did not meet the standard and was not enough to support them to compete safely.
After all, magic power is the most intuitive indicator to measure the strength of a wizard, and a mage without blue is really not as good as an ordinary person.
If you want to break through this barrier that seems to have been set many times, the only way is to keep waving the wand and using magic to reduce the pressure on yourself, and the later it is, the more difficult it is to maintain the spellcasting, the student who has been tested Faced with double pressure, it will appear exhausted.
Of course, this didn't have a great effect on Malfoy. He chose to pass the level according to Dumbledore's original intention, using magic all the way, until he was in front of the Goblet of Fire.
If it had been earlier, Malfoy might have spent a lot of effort here, but since he got the method of making the unknown potion from Slytherin, this problem no longer exists.
His magic power at this time is no less than that of an adult, and even more so.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Malfoy stopped his steps suddenly when he walked in front of the Goblet of Fire. Only then did he realize that there was also a malicious magic cast on the goblet. Forcibly project some of the fear in the mind of the person trying to get close, some are like a weakened dementor, which evokes people's inner fear, and some are like a strengthened Boggart, but different from it, the former It reminds people of an unpleasant response and causes fear, and this magic is more like projecting in people's minds what serious consequences will happen if they participate in the Triwizard Tournament, a "future" prophecy similar to the intimidating effect.
This is equivalent to evoking the fear hidden in the hearts of those students. The previous emotions were dominated by the emotions of fighting for honor. Now after undergoing such a test, they will definitely calm down a lot. Those who are weaker will be like Just like the male student just now, he ran away.
Now what appeared in Malfoy's mind was the scene of himself being pierced through the throat by the sharp fangs of the fire dragon, and the scene of drowning in the Black Lake. For other students, maybe what was projected was something else.
Of course, these had no effect on him, his resolute mind prevented him from relying on Occlumency, and he would not be afraid of these illusions.
Just after Malfoy threw his name into the Goblet of Fire lightly, he heard exclamations from behind him.
"Well, Dumbledore definitely didn't think of this way to compete." Malfoy looked at Neville who was coming behind him, and the corner of his mouth was a little pissed. Apart from using the normal way to pass the level, there are other ways.
Neville was standing behind him now, his face was covered with beads of sweat, his chest was heaving and heaving, and he was panting heavily.
Even though Neville's state of mind has changed in the last semester, and he is eager to change his situation, it is obvious that Neville's progress cannot be too great, reaching the point where he can break through this magic head-on.
After all, his talent is not too ideal, and he was even suspected of being a squib by his family.
But this time his behavior has exceeded everyone's expectations.
"What an enviable physical quality." Malfoy thought to himself, and couldn't help but look at Neville a few more times. His previous image was always cowardly and honest, but now he has completely changed, and his body has changed. Call it strong, not puffy.
And now that he has arrived here, it means that he has overcome his inner fear.
"Dumbledore probably wouldn't have expected to come here purely by physical fitness." Malfoy thought slightly "maliciously", expecting to see the surprised look of the old man.
"Congratulations." Malfoy raised his eyebrows.
"Thank you," Neville said gratefully.
The two exchanged briefly, but their voices were so low that no one heard them.
The students behind them also applauded in unison. No matter what, those who can pass the test are worthy of respect.
"That little fat man stole your limelight." After Malfoy stepped off the stage, Fleur walked up to him and joked immediately.
"Maybe." Malfoy shrugged, pointlessly.