Harry Potter's Strongest Senior Chapter 83

　　 "We gathered in the school infirmary in the middle of the night, who was injured?" Looking at the situation, Sean could only think so.

　　 At the school infirmary, Mick was lying on the hospital bed with a bandage on his left arm, and bright red blood was printed under the white bandage.

　　 "It's too messy, what do you want to do?" Dumbledore asked Mick unceremoniously.

　　 "Fortunately, Firenze brought you out and handed over to us, otherwise you will die in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid said in fear.

　　 Mick suffered an arrow wound, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood on his lips, and he looked very weak.

　　 Dumbledore gave the scepter to the horseman to guard him, and told him that unless he himself went to retrieve the scepter, no one could approach the horseman's territory, even Hagrid was no exception.

　　 Tonight, Mick entered the territory of the horseman without permission. Although Ferenze had seen Mick, he still abided by the agreement with Dumbledore, so the horseman shot an arrow at Mick as a warning.

　　 Mick ignored the horseman's warning, and instead wanted to enter forcibly. As a result, he was injured by an arrow and was carried to Hagrid's hut by Firenze.

　　The horseman's arrow is coated with a special poison, and the magic power of the wizard or magic creature will be eroded after the arrow. Fortunately, Hagrid has to learn about the medicine from the horseman, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

　　 "I don't worry about the scepter, I want to get it back." Mick said weakly.

"Are you kidding? Don't worry? You've been hurt like this by the horseman. What can you worry about, the scepter will be safer with you than with the horseman?" Snape counted heartily. Mick fell.

　　 "I still stick to my opinion." Mick said stiffly.

　　 Snape's eyes looked at Mick like venomous snakes, "Did you the one who broke into the forbidden forest last night?"

　　 "No, so I said it is not safe to put the scepter on the horseman."

　　 Snape was silent, then flung his sleeves and turned and left the school infirmary.

　　 "Listen to my child, you can tell me what happened." Dumbledore calmed down and asked patiently.

　　 Mick shook his head, "Intuition tells me that the scepter is not safe there anymore."

　　 "Firenze has confirmed that the scepter and Lu Wei are fine, you should try to relax your nerves." Dumbledore said.

　　 Mick is noncommittal. Even if the facts are in front of his eyes, he seems to be reluctant to accept it. He still thinks that the horseman cannot protect the scepter.

　　 "Professor McGonagall, Mrs. Pomfrey, you are going to work hard to take care of this child tonight."

　　 It is enough to take care of the patient and leave a school doctor, Mrs. Pomfrey. Old Deng asked Professor McGonagall to stay as well, but he still wanted to look at Mick so that he would not take any risks.

　　 Sean looked at the three Snape who left on the map of Hue Point. Although he was very curious about what happened in the school infirmary, from the current situation, it should be Mick who was injured.

　　 But Professor McGonagall stayed in the school infirmary, and Sean dispelled the idea of ​​slipping over to take a look.

　　 "Forget it, ask Hagrid tomorrow." Obviously Sean used Hagrid as an information vending machine, which was free.

　　 Hagrid did not disappoint. The next afternoon, Sean didn't put much effort to get what he wanted to know from Hagrid.

　　 "I think Professor Snape's suspicion is right. What if Mick's guard stolen himself? The first time he was not caught, the second time he was caught." Sean said.

　　 "The term "Guardian Pirates" is not very good." Hagrid said with some dissatisfaction.

　　 Sean was stunned, only to realize that Hagrid in front of him was also one of the guards, saying that Mick was not talking about him, so Sean quickly apologized.

　　 "Sorry, Hagrid, I didn't mean that."

　　 "Mick will never do things like guarding and stealing. He and Quintus risked their lives to come to Hogwarts. If he wants the scepter, he can take it on the road."

　　 Sean was silent, and Hagrid's words made sense, but if that were the case, someone else broke into the forbidden forest for the first time, and Mick was justified in worrying that the scepter would be stolen.

　　 It has been more than two months since Sean applied for the time converter, and the Ministry of Magic still has no reply. Before the time converter, he waited for the second game.

On December 15th, the second match of the four-school friendly match was held at the Quidditch Stadium as scheduled. Since the players in this match were temporarily reported to the referee, no one knew who their opponent was, so the second match Also known as the "Battle of Luck".

　　 The Hogwarts representative team's players have long been determined, with Zac in the first round, Penello in the second round, and Percy in the third round.

　　The rule of the second game is to shoot down the opponent's wand or make the opponent lose resistance within ten minutes.

The second and third games are in elimination system. The two teams compete, the team with the lower score is eliminated, and then the two eliminated teams compete again. The losing team can only take fourth place and enter the valley of the valley. That is the fourth one.

　　 The remaining three teams competed, still in the elimination system, and finally ranked one, two and three.

　　Before the start of the second game, the professors will draw their opponents. Professor McGonagall returned from the field to the rest tent at Hogwarts. She had already obtained the opponent's name.

　　 "Professor, which team is it?" Charlie asked nervously.

　　 Professor McGonagall raised the parchment in her hand. This was the list she had just drawn from Crouch's bag. She handed the parchment to Charlie.

　　 Charlie took the parchment in the eyes of the other five people, unfolded it slowly, and then read the words on it.

　　 "Ivamoni. Our opponent is Ivamoni!"

　　 "Ifamone, Dean Winchester has already competed in the first game. The next thing to pay attention to is Daywalker Craven and Captain Ai Gilbert Fontana." Sean said.

　　 "I think these two people will definitely stay in the third team match." Theo touched his chin.

　　Although the players in the second match are entirely luck, this does not mean that the battle on the court also depends on luck.

　　 Zach, Penello, and Percy were designated as the second contestants in September, so the professors trained the three of them individually, even if their strength could not be greatly improved in a short period of time.

　　 But some combat skills and strategies for the second game also gave the three more ways to deal with the enemy.

　　"Hogwarts and Ifamoni's second round first round players are invited to enter the field~www.mtlnovel.com~ Crouch used the amplification spell to make his voice sound throughout the field.

　　 "I can, I can do it." Zach clenched his fists on the side, secretly cheering himself up.

　　 Seeing that he was a little nervous, Sean stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Zuck, don't be nervous, think about the opponent's player may be a second-year player, she should be nervous."

　　 Zach nodded after hearing it, "Yes, if the Daywalker and Fontana don't play, I shouldn't be afraid of the rest of them."

　　 "Yes, come on," Sean said.

　　 Under the gaze of the teachers and students of the school, Zach walked slowly in from the entrance of the stadium, and a small figure walked out of the entrance on the opposite side.

　　 "Merlin's beard, has Sean's mouth been opened?"

　　 The contestant sent by Ifamoni is second grade Joanna Brady, a cute little girl.

　　 "Zach, take it lightly." Roger shouted in the audience.

　　 The surrounding classmates looked at Roger with contempt. They were obviously not ashamed of his pity, pooh, and forgetful behavior.

　　 "This is also a talent." Sean looked at Roger helplessly.

　　 Zach in the fifth grade, against Joanna in the second grade, Zach won no matter how they looked, but after the next game, Sean also opened his eyes.

　　 "It turns out that the second game was played like this."

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