Chapter 899: Almost Instinctive Spellcasting

London in the early morning is filled with heavy fog, and the fog seems to be everywhere. Even if the goblins are working hard to clean up the condensation on the walls, everything feels damp.

The large and small figures participating in the event came from the "event village" in the Asylum Tower in New York to the hall on the eighth basement floor of the Ministry of Magic building through the fireplace of the Floo network, and the place was full.

A little wizard who didn't know which country he came from seemed too nervous, because he forgot the blessing pendant given by his mother in the competition village, and cried out loudly.

His school professor comforted him in a low voice, but the effect didn't seem to be very good. The crying became louder and louder, which made many little wizards nervous.

ring ring ring ~~~

With a clear and rapid sound, the host Lockhart appeared under the space gate in the middle of the Magic Brothers fountain.

He was wearing a huge and exaggerated fish-head-shaped hat and a light blue wizard robe. The silver threads on it swayed like water ripples. Obviously, the clothes were specially selected to fit the theme of this competition.

Lockhart held a magic bell aloft, held a wand against his neck in one hand, and released a spell that amplified the sound.

"All the spectators, parents, and staff involved in the competition are invited to gather here. A big ship will arrive later. Aurors, please help maintain order. Don't crowd, don't crowd~"

At this moment, the space gate behind him suddenly exploded with a large amount of spray, as if a huge monster was about to jump out from under the sea.

First the mast, then the sail rigging, and then a wooden hull that looks solid and simple, full of various runic pattern embossments.

The sea water swayed, hitting the space gate, and was affected by the shadowless fluctuations, falling vertically, scaring many people back a few steps.

After a while, a staircase stretched from the big ship all the way to the space gate, and Lockhart hurriedly beckoned everyone to go up quickly.

In this way, under the eager gaze of all the little wizards, the crowded and lively hall became much more empty, and everyone seemed very quiet. Occasionally, there were a few people who comforted each other. Affected by the atmosphere, it became quiet again.

The big ship gradually sailed away, and the vast sea appeared in front of everyone again.

"Oh my God, I don't know what I'm going to face later, I heard there are Muggle bombers?" Ron looked nervously at Harry beside him.

Harry took a deep breath and grabbed the wand with one hand. At this moment, he suddenly realized how important the wand is to a wizard.

With this wand, he can feel that he can face more challenges.

"Impossible!" Hermione whispered from the side, "You don't even know how terrifying the bomber is, Anton and the others can't really use this thing in the game!"

Ron's eyes widened suddenly, "Hermione, I think you forgot, I saw it in New York, and I jumped on you to help you block the bombs dropped from the bomber!"

"Oh, thank you so much." Hermione rolled her eyes, "If you hadn't thrown me down by yelling, maybe I would have successfully released the Bone Shield Curse, so that I wouldn't have to go through the most difficult time in my life." Terrible death."

Even if everyone wouldn't really die under the magic of 'Traces of Time', such an experience was enough to become Hermione's nightmare for a long time.

"When I first set off, I saw George and Fred smirking at me, and I felt bad all of a sudden." Ron whispered a little irritably.

Several core members of the hut do not participate in the competition. They are obviously beyond their peers and even most wizards. There are too many, except for Hannah, a child who does not like spells, but she is also not easy to mess with. There is Adams, the black wizard who was thrown into "Wizard World" by Anton as the main god.

Beside the trio, Draco and the others seemed very confident. They came from superior backgrounds and were raised with a sense of superiority in their bones, and the newly joined Dudley Dursley was even more fearless. .

As for strength...

"Children, get ready to board the boat!" Under the space gate, the event host Lockhart rang the bell in his hand again, and many small boats appeared on the sea behind him.

The boat has no sails, only four oars.

"You don't need to paddle, the boat will automatically head to the pier of Azkaban Island. Of course, if you need to adjust the direction a little, you can also use them. This needs to be judged by yourself."

"Now, please get on the boat in an orderly manner, without crowding, and without deliberately queuing behind. The competition will not start until everyone gets on the boat."

Taking a boat out of London's space gate is the vast depths of the North Sea.

The waves are surging, and unlike London's humid and hazy weather, it is full of biting cold.

That is after the dementors have been active here for hundreds of years, they have completely affected this sea area, and the little wizards sitting in the boat can even feel a faint depression gushing from the bottom of their hearts, like caterpillars that cannot be caught , from the bottom of my heart all the way to the skin of my whole body.

"There seems to be something under the sea!"

Someone yelled in horror, and the timid little wizards squeezed towards the middle of the boat, but the boat was too small, and there was not much room left after the four children were seated.

There were a few bold pala looking down at the sea surface from the side of the boat, and they could only vaguely see one after another fast shuttle figures, mixed with a lot of waves and bubbles, and they couldn't see what they were at all.

Of course, there are also some clever little wizards who resist their fear and want to figure out the situation faster than others.

Percy did just that.

He was lucky enough to meet the registration threshold, which also meant that he was not eligible to participate in the next 'Top 100 Competition'.

"It seems to be a small animal, I need to see it more clearly..."

Just when his face was almost touching the surface of the sea, the water splashed suddenly, and a small fist-sized animal with a duckbill, a lot of hair, and a body like a ball hit his forehead. .

"Oh~"

He let out a cry, and at that moment, he and the duck-billed cattail looked into each other's eyes, and their eyes were full of despair.

At this moment, a force pulled his back, causing his head to tilt upwards.

Boom~

The duckbill fleece blasted out of the water, brushed against Percy's face, brushed the ends of his hair, and flew up into the sky, over the boats, and plunged into the sea again.

"Be careful!" screamed Hermione, tugging at Percy's wizard robes.

Oh, look, this stupid brother, Ron looked at Percy with some displeasure, he didn't know why he didn't really want Percy to join their boat, maybe it was because Hermione treated Percy very well, So good to eat.

That's right, they are all academic masters, they all like politics, and they are all powerful...

Anyway, he just didn't like it, Ron curled his lips in displeasure.

ring ring ring ~~

On the deck of a large ship in the distance, Lockhart's figure appeared, and he said loudly, "When the conch sounds, the boat will automatically head to the pier of Azkaban Island. All you need to do is use the Arrow deflection' against the attacks of these duckbill fuzz."

"Oh, don't look at how fluffy and cute these little guys are, their speed can even tear up a large ship in an instant."

"They are scarier than you imagined!"

"Remember, those who fell from the boat will be eliminated!"

"Those injured by them and unable to walk from the boat to the dock by themselves will be eliminated!"

As Lockhart explained the rules, the entire nearby sea seemed to boil, and figures walking through the sea rushed out of the sea, splashing water everywhere.

At this moment, Harry suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it, and a duckbill velvet stared at him with innocent eyes in his palm, "!!!"

"Be careful!" Harry exclaimed, looking at his little friends, "It's faster than a Bludger, no, it's even close to the Snitch!"

What a frightening speed!

Using a broomstick as a reference, the Firebolt can accelerate up to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, which is barely on par with the Snitch. If you're driving something like the Nimbus 2001, it takes some skill and a keen eye for the Snitch's turns and stops to catch them.

ps: equivalent to 241 kilometers per hour, or 67 meters per second.

ps2: The bullet speed of ordinary firearms is 300~400 meters per second.

Lockhart was still talking about the details, "Remember! Except for the 'Arrow Deflecting Curse', you cannot defend or attack these cute little animals in any way, including grabbing them with your hands."

"Haha, I believe that no one would be so stupid to do such a thing, such a fast speed will break the palm of your hand!"

"Of course, even if you can catch it, remember, eliminate it!"

"You can only use the 'Arrow Deflecting Curse', this is the rule of the game!"

Suddenly, Ron looked at Harry with an extremely strange look.

Harry blinked, as if he had been electrocuted, and threw the duckbill fluff in his hand back into the sea in a panic, scratching his head in embarrassment, "Um, I'm used to catching snitches, ha..."

"Oh, I'm getting nervous~" Lockhart's loud voice came from afar, and the tone trembled, becoming sharp and hasty, as if people could see his trembling figure excitedly With a swaying look, "Let's ~enter~exciting~the first level~~~"

At this moment, a huge octopus surfaced, one of its tentacles wrapped a large conch, and brought it to its mouth.

"Woo~~~~"

Lockhart roared, "The game, start!"

All of a sudden, all the boats shook, and slowly drifted towards the distant Azkaban Island. In the sea, all the duckbill velvets accelerated again, jumping out of the water continuously, between the little wizards. walk through.

On the looming big ship in the distance, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Nicolas May, Newt, Mrs. Marchban, Master Akimbard, etc. are all holding their wands tightly. They must raise their hearts and be careful. Pay attention to the game situation and save the little wizard who may be killed by duckbill fluff.

At the stern, the cabin members were discussing excitedly.

George and Fred were telling Neville and Hannah how they bred these interesting little animals and how cute they were, and the two little guys were taken aback for a while.

Beside them, Anna was holding a magic mirror, flicking it with one hand, leaning towards Anton, "Anton, look!"

In the mirror, the scene of Harry grabbing the duckbill fluff was played repeatedly.

"I didn't notice it at ordinary times. It turned out that in the Quidditch game, it is a terrible thing for the Chaser to catch the Golden Snitch, but their arms don't seem to be strengthened!"

Anton sat on the edge of the boat, looked down, and raised his eyebrows, "It seems to be a kind of spellcasting, I really didn't notice it before!"

"A kind of spellcasting that is close to the fighting instinct, and the magic power is synchronized with the muscles of the body. Maybe I can ask the two people from the witch tribe."

Anna looked serious, and nodded thoughtfully, "The wizard won't feel anything strange while flying on such a fast broomstick. It's absolutely abnormal. Anton, we may have discovered a unique way of casting spells. It is of great research value!"

This is obviously an extremely complicated research, just that the wizard's facial muscles are not even affected in the high-speed flight or in the strong wind, and it will not affect his breathing, etc. It is a big subject.

Anton wrote this down, his brows raised slightly.

"That's the magic of the magical world, isn't it? When we think we know it all, we're so obsessed with rediscovering all kinds of magical landscapes."

"But I have to focus on this game, it's not easy to have so many people cast the same spell at the same time with so much intensity and emotion. I don't want to miss it."

As he spoke, Anton threw his head back and fell back from the edge of the big ship into the sea in an instant.

George and the others exclaimed, rushed over, and saw that Anton was rapidly deforming during the fall.

In an instant, he turned into a duckbill cattail, twisted his plump and round waist, plunged into the sea water, turned into a white line under the sea surface, and swam straight towards the direction of the participating boats.