Chapter 933 The Crashed Helicopter

The competition will not end just because a few people are the first to ascend to the high-altitude Hogwarts. This is not a competition, it is still a knockout competition.

There is no time limit.

It's like a math problem, yes, it can be done with so much time, no, no matter what.

As time goes by, as every warrior who clears the level ascends to Hogwarts in the sky, the pressure on the hearts of the remaining people will become greater and greater.

And under such a competition system, no matter the people watching on the spot or the countless people watching in front of the magic mirror all over the world, they will all participate together and discuss how to complete such a difficult problem.

At this moment, the spectators who came to the high tower in the middle of Azkaban Island were either staring at the magic mirror in front of them, or observing the situation on the island with binoculars, filled with tension.

The host Lockhart constantly wanders among wizards and bigwigs with minor achievements in various fields, interviewing them about how to fly into the sky.

"Look!"

A wizard pointed to the magic mirror floating beside him, "There is really a Muggle plane here!"

"I've seen it a long time ago!" Another wizard beside him gestured to the magic telescope in his hand, and pointed to a place on the island outside the handrail under the grandstand of the tower, "It's over there!"

Immediately, many people were attracted.

"Maybe they can choose to fly this helicopter to the end of the race?" Arthur Weasley leaned over excitedly, took a closer look, and exclaimed, "Oh, it doesn't look like it's in good shape."

Not only was it bad, the helicopter seemed to have crashed into the woods from a high altitude, hanging obliquely on the tree, the tail was broken, and a tree branch pierced the windshield and inserted into the machine.

An official from the Ministry of Magic who was on good terms with Arthur rubbed his chin, "So if the little wizards want to use this helicopter, they need to give it a little 'repair spell' first, and then they need to know how to fly this kind of machine with Muggles Technology?"

"Is this a benefit for young wizards born in Muggle families?"

"Oh~ Flying this kind of helicopter? Don't be kidding me! I've learned about this thing, and it's harder to control than flying a Thestral! Not every Muggle knows how to master this technique!"

Arthur shook his head and pointed to the image in the magic mirror, "And you see, its cockpit is fully 2 meters above the ground, and it is not an easy task to get it off!"

"It's not like a fire dragon that can kick and fly directly on the tree!"

"Um, Director Weasley, what's the cockpit?"

Their topic obviously attracted the interest of many people. A large group of people got together to discuss this magical Muggle machine and how the little wizards would use it.

"Oh, hoo hoo~ ladies and gentlemen!" Muggle Prime Minister Jim Harker held a little wizard tightly in his arms in the last level, trying to protect him from monster attacks with his back, and quickly won the victory. The favor of many wizards.

He will not give up this opportunity to make friends with these high-ranking wizards or wizarding academics, "After the game, I can arrange for you to take a helicopter, oh, of course I know you can take a fire dragon or create wings to fly by yourself , but trust me, it's a good experience to fly in a helicopter."

"Really?" Arthur looked at Jim Harker excitedly, and suddenly felt that the Muggle politician looked kindly. "I heard that the noise above is very loud, and you need to wear a metal ear cover?"

"Yes, noise-cancelling headphones, my God, Mr. Wizard, you really understand." Jim Harker looked at Arthur in amazement.

Seeing too many wizards staring at him in amazement, Arthur felt extremely proud, "I'm the director of the Office for Prohibiting Misuse of Muggle Items. No one knows more about Muggle items than me!"

Molly rolled her eyes in the distance, and said to the eldest son Bill beside her, "Merlin's beard, he finally has a chance to show off such a boring thing!"

Bill looked at his mother seriously, "Oh, no, I always thought such a father was super cool!"

Molly sneered, staring at Bill's half-length hair and skull earrings, "Very well, it seems that you are deeply influenced by your father, and now I finally know where your rebellious character comes from!"

Bill looked at his younger brother Charlie with a strange expression, and easily felt the message from Charlie's eyes - I told you a long time ago, if you can't speak, don't speak.

"My God, that is to say, if there are warriors who choose this aircraft as an option, there must be magic to overcome loud noises!"

Arthur was still discussing around, and as Mr. Jim Hack introduced more experience of riding a helicopter, wizards exclaimed bursts of exclamation.

"In this way..." Arthur shook his head. "It's the most stupid way to choose a helicopter. It's better to find a less ferocious magical animal that can ride and fly."

The fact is also the same. Under the observation of the magic mirror and telescope, many little wizards stopped and watched for a while after passing by this huge Muggle machine, and finally shook their heads and gave up.

"Yes, yes, don't waste time on it, it's the right thing to do, kid, go away, there's a treasure chest not far away!" A parent heard Arthur's discussion and held tightly Staring at his own child in the magic mirror, he muttered to himself.

There are more interesting things on the island of Azkaban waiting for the warriors to explore, and everyone is looking forward to the little wizards finding a suitable way.

After a while, there was an exclamation. It was Rolf Scamander, the first winner of the previous level. He found a crab-shell monkey that was good at climbing, and he was walking towards the seaside with it.

"I see, he wants to find a way to swim to the foot of Mount Knight, and let this crab-shell monkey take him up there!"

"Merlin's beard, that sounds totally doable!"

People quickly lost interest in the Muggle flying machine. After all, everyone has discussed it. I am afraid that no little wizard can know how to fly such a complicated thing.

Arthur looked at it with some regret, and then followed the others.

His precious little daughter, Ginny, seemed a little helpless at this moment. She seemed to be unable to find a suitable solution, and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Hey~"

At this moment, someone exclaimed, causing everyone to look at him, "Look, there is a little wizard here who obviously has his eyes on this plane, and he seems to be using a repair spell on it!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Arthur shook his head with a chuckle, "Even I don't know how to drive this thing, I want to see who is so stupid, it can't be used just after being repaired!"

As he said that, he saw that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, he blinked unnecessarily, and put his head up hard, "Ro... Ron?"

"Very good! Another child who was brought up badly by your father will only pay attention to these weird things of Muggles!" Molly chatted with Bill and Charlie from a distance.

"Mom!" Bill fiddled with a telescope and stretched it out from the stands, watching Ron's movements carefully, "Maybe you should choose to trust Ron?"

Ron in the camera is thinking about the aircraft.

How could the host Lockhart give up this gimmick-filled interview opportunity, begging Anton to bring him to the scene with Apparition, and pointing the floating magic mirror at him and Ron with his hand.

"Hey, I believe many people have paid attention to this magical Muggle machine, and we finally met a brave man who plans to use it, Ron Weasley!"

"So, classmate Weasley, do you have any information to fly this Muggle machine to Hogwarts in the sky?"

Ron was obviously frightened by him, he froze for a moment, and then looked at Anton a little at a loss.

Anton shrugged, "I can't make any suggestions to you at this time."

Ron thought for a while, then smiled at Professor Lockhart, "I want to try!"

"Oh~ Merlin's beard!" Lockhart yelled at the camera, "We have received a lot of letters in the "Wizard Tournament" recently, and many people have heard that Mr. Anthony Weasley intends to introduce marijuana into the tournament. They are all curious about the rumors of the bomber in Gua!"

"Maybe we can see something from this Muggle machine!"

"Then, let us look forward to the performance of this warrior, Luo~~En!~ Weasley!"

"Damn it!" Arthur cursed at the camera in the sky above the tower, "This Gilderoy Lockhart is putting pressure on Ron, with so many eyes on him from around the world, if he can't do it, it will be a huge blow !"

"I think this is an opportunity!" Jim Huck obviously established a good friendship with Arthur in a short period of time, comforting him, his old eyes staring at the little boy in the camera, "Arthur, look, there are now a total of 498 children selected in the top 100 competition. There are too many, and it is difficult for people to focus on a single player."

"It's also an opportunity. If he can perform well, this will be the best publicity, and he will become a hero! Maybe you should have more confidence in your child, he is blooming his brilliance!"

As a politician, Jim Harker understands the importance of this kind of attention too well. It can make a person who is not particularly good become the center of attention of the audience, and it has a powerful magic power!

"Ron...brilliance..." Arthur looked a little unconfident, his son...

Well……

Can it work?

Arthur can only pray now, maybe Gilderoy Lockhart, who is not thinking about things, will do such a stupid thing, but Anton has always taken care of this cousin, and he will bring Lockhart here. Some confidence is right.

Can……

Thinking about Ron's past performance, Arthur Weasley began to worry about gains and losses.

For a while, I thought how good it would be for Percy to get off the helicopter at this time, this excellent kid must have a way to deal with this damn plane... ?

Arthur pursed his lips, and was shocked to find that Percy, whom everyone had been placing high hopes on, might really not be able to solve it. Instead, George or Fred, who always let Molly down in tears standing here, would give him more confidence.

he looks like……

Suddenly, I found that I was a little strange to these sons. They were growing up day by day, becoming mature men little by little, not just the mischievous children in my impression.