Chapter 386 Don't Let Me Look Down on You

The photo shoot took a long time.

There were two main problems they had to solve.

First, no matter where Madame Maxime stood, she blocked others because she was too tall.

The second problem that could not be solved was that there were too many people, and the fat photographer did not carry a camera specifically for taking large photos.

Finally, at Dumbledore's suggestion, everyone took the school as a unit. The photographer seemed to be particularly eager to let Fleur stand in the front, but Rita Skeeter always caught up and pulled the Hogwarts team to a more prominent position.

It took them a long time to finally get out of it. It was not until Rita Skeeter started asking them about the competition in a week that they realized that the first event was about to begin.

The next morning, there was almost no sound in the school auditorium, and everyone was concentrating on the newspapers in their hands.

Rita Skeeter really didn't lie. The Super Goblet of Fire was the hottest topic in the entire wizarding world at present, and everyone was eager to learn more details about the Goblet of Fire.

For example, what are the competition events? Who are the candidates for the warriors? Are there any interesting stories about the warriors in private?

The Daily Prophet was in a state of panic because the confidentiality was so good that the Daily Prophet had to report on things that were not confidential.

Instead, it began to introduce the representative teams of each school and added several pages to tell wizards about other schools.

It turned out to be a very wise choice. The newspaper sold like crazy and was reprinted several times, because even adult wizards knew nothing about other schools except the one they attended.

Many people even thought that there was only one magic school in the world - the one they attended.

They held the newspaper and looked at the reports and interviews with the warriors in amazement, imagining what other schools were like.

Among them, the Hogwarts team was questioned. As the team with the youngest average age, only Cedric was in the sixth grade, and the rest were in the fourth grade.

The teams of other schools were almost all in the sixth or seventh grade. The special nature of the Goblet of Fire allowed students to see another possibility besides the ultimate wizard exam.

If you perform well in the Goblet of Fire, are you still afraid that you won't find a place you like after graduation?

The wizards who had been to school knew the gap between the fourth grade and the sixth and seventh grades. The British wizards went from being excited about the Goblet of Fire to falling into a trough.

They excitedly wrote to the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, asking for a new selection, and claimed that "they had seen the scene of Hogwarts embarrassing itself in front of the whole world."

This was unacceptable to the proud British wizards.

Barty Crouch had no choice but to make a special speech to ensure that the selection must be fair and just, and begged the public to be more patient with their warriors.

This calmed down the storm a little, and doubts still existed, but it did not have any impact on the young wizards.

Because Dumbledore was like a dam that would never break, blocking all these surging malice outside of Hogwarts.

"Your spell power has increased again, and it's much stronger. What happened in the past few days?"

Zhang Xiao shook the wand in his hand and turned it into a long sword in an instant. He made a sword flower and said to the glove lady floating beside him:

"I just figured out some things."

This reason that seemed ridiculous to outsiders was easily accepted by the glove lady.

Lines of handwriting quickly appeared on the parchment:

"Congratulations, it's not an easy thing to see through the confusion in your heart. Your 'field' has indeed become bright and pure."

Field? What is that?

The lady didn't keep it a secret but explained it in the next sentence:

"That is something that can only be observed in a special state. Everyone's color is different, but dark wizards are all black."

Zhang Xiao became more and more curious. He had always guessed that the glove lady was most likely a Horcrux, and he chose to believe her because Dumbledore vouched for her. Maybe this is the special perspective of the Horcrux?

"Madam, this is very interesting. I want to know, what color am I?"

"It was yellow at first, with some red in it. It's not pure, but I can feel that you are not a bad person."

Zhang Xiao:. Vivid, vivid! (Note 1)

"What about now?"

"White" She paused: "Like the sun."

Zhang Xiao stopped talking. He waved his sword, the sword light flowed, his steps were light, like the wind caressing. Suddenly, he stopped, exhaled and made a sound, and slashed with the sword.

The wooden man target ten meters away suddenly split into two sections, the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, and the invisible cutting force hit the wall, leaving a long mark.

If the father was here, he would definitely be stunned and think that his son was a genius, and he had comprehended such a profound move as sword energy at a young age.

But only Zhang Xiao himself knew that what he had just done was not sword energy at all.

It was [God's Edge Without Shadow].

The ingenious combination of magic and swordsmanship, invisible sword energy.

When you are dreading something and wishing that time would slow down, time never does what you wish for, but speeds it up.

It was a strange thing, the days leading up to the first project went by in the blink of an eye, as if someone had turned the clock twice as fast.

Although Harry, Malfoy and others felt that they were prepared, as the time approached, their hearts were still filled with uncontrollable panic, which followed them wherever they went.

Malfoy had two big dark circles on his pale face, looking as if he had been punched twice. Zhang Xiao looked at him like a robot, stiffly drinking cereal.

There was a ping-pong sound of something falling from behind, and Zhang Xiao knew without looking back that it must have been caused by Ron and Harry, because this was already the third time in the morning.

Hermione felt better because she didn't have to go on stage right away, so she kept cleaning up the mess they made.

"Zhang, say it. Say it." Malfoy turned his head mechanically, with a circle of cereal on his mouth: "Am I not suitable to be the captain of the Hogwarts team?

I feel like I'm not qualified. Just like what the newspaper said, I'm only in the fourth grade. Is it better to hand it over to my seventh grade classmates?

I’m going to find Deng——”

"Draco Malfoy!" Zhang Xiao's voice suddenly became stern. The little wizards around him were startled, and one even poured a glass of milk directly on his face.

Zhang Xiao shook his hand without looking back, and the milk on the little wizard's body disappeared. He touched his face in confusion, and even began to wonder if he had just imagined it.

He stood up and stared at the startled Malfoy. He had many words to say, stern, persuasive, and reprimanding, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into:

"Don't make me look down on you."

Malfoy's face suddenly turned extremely pale, with no blood at all. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He just stared blankly at Zhang Xiao striding to the Gryffindor side, staring at him with the same nervousness. Ron and Harry, said the same thing:

"Don't forget your special training on the eighth floor, don't forget what you have gone through until today, and don't forget that no matter what the newspapers say, your classmates at Hogwarts will always have expectations for you."

Zhang Xiao made a vague circle with his finger. Harry and Ron followed his finger with their eyes. What they saw were faces full of expectation and confidence, regardless of grade or college. This was what they had done in the past. Their efforts in the past three years have produced the most beautiful flowers.

There are always some expectations that they need to respond to

His eyes swept over the chests of the little wizards, and what caught his eye was the badges worn on their chests - warriors who support Hogwarts! Hogwarts must win.

Their bodies began to tremble, and something surged fiercely in their hearts, something wanting to break out of the ground.

"Don't make me look down on you."

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Note 1: Some non-resident foreign departments have produced many free ladders and distributed them in China, hoping that netizens in China will use the ladders to go outside the wall to see those fabricated things.

Unexpectedly, most of the netizens who circumvented the firewall were not interested in those things at all, and went straight to a certain sex website. Sage Time was busy fighting with some extremely cerebral palsy people who made embarrassing comments about China.

Commonly known as yellow with a little red.