Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

Passerby A: (°Д°)

"Is this...this exciting? Count me in!"

Passerby B: [?_??]

"Didn't you respect Professor Dumbledore quite a bit? And if I remember correctly, you're from Ravenclaw, right?"

"That's Dumbledore! The opportunity to compete against Dumbledore isn't something you get every day, especially in a relatively fair environment like this. And what if, I mean what if..."

"If we beat Headmaster Dumbledore, how prestigious would that be!"

"And I'm sure I'm not the only one on the field who thinks this way." As he spoke, Passerby A gestured with his chin, and Passerby B immediately looked in the direction Passerby A pointed out. Then they saw the Weasley twins secretly plotting, and further away, Snape staring intently at Dumbledore.

"Hiss~ Even Professor Snape..."

"Get ready~"

Just then, a command rang out, drawing everyone's attention, and then...

"start!"

Yes, Professor McGonagall didn't count down but shouted "start" directly. It was this unconventional approach that highlighted the element of surprise.

Chapter 72 The Unlucky Old Man

huh~

(キ｀?Д??)!!

"Fuck!"

"They didn't count down!!!"

"What just happened? Has the match already started? Did I miss something? And what were those two dark figures that darted out like that?"

...

As Professor McGonagall uttered the word "begin," many wizards in the room appeared bewildered and at a loss. However, while many were confused, some reacted quickly and immediately understood what was happening.

Of course, there are also those who seem to have foresight, such as a certain shameless Mr. Albus.

As soon as Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Dumbledore rushed out first. By the time the other students reacted, Dumbledore had already run ten or twenty meters away, while Snape, who had been watching him, followed closely behind. This stark contrast was hard for most people to accept.

"It's a rigged affair! It's absolutely a rigged affair! They started without a countdown, you guys were definitely in cahoots!"

Seeing this, the headmasters of other schools in the stands couldn't sit still, and the students of Hogwarts also found it hard to accept.

Professor Dumbledore |*?A`)ノ

While the others were feeling sad and upset, Ye Feng and Harry, who were a step behind, also set off. However, they all tacitly agreed not to chase after them but to keep a distance. After all, sometimes competitions are not about fighting and killing but about human relationships.

Of course, once you enter the actual racetrack, which is filled with various traps and obstacles, everyone will have to show their true skills.

So, as soon as the match started, Dumbledore and Snape took the lead and left the others far behind. Following them were Ye Feng, Harry, and the others, because their reaction speed was not slow, and their flying brooms were also quite good, making up for their lack of reaction speed with better performance.

Following Ye Feng and his group were the students with quite good reaction speeds. However, although they reacted quickly, their flying brooms couldn't match Ye Feng and his group's speed, so they were a little slower.

Of course, not everyone who reacts quickly enough can keep up, like Malfoy.

That guy's reaction speed was indeed impressive; he reacted almost simultaneously with Harry and started the flying broom. But, you can tell from his last name.

As a pure-blood wizarding family that upholds the nobility of pure-bloods in the wizarding world, Malfoy, like his father, is quite arrogant, especially looking down on half-blood wizards. He usually acts with great disdain for others, which is why he created the flying broom.

From Ye Feng's perspective, the flying broom he modified couldn't even be called a pile of dung, because to call it a pile of dung would be an insult to dung.

The only goal in flying broomstick races is to 'get to the finish line alive', so most people focus their modifications on speed, defense, or attack. Even the conservative types who pursue balance will have their own priorities, such as making the broomstick faster. But what about Malfoy's flying broomstick?

His thing can no longer be called a flying broom, because although speed and defense were considered to some extent during the modification, it was more inclined to be luxurious and noble. So the original shell of the heavy machine was directly removed, and this thing was later transformed into something like a throne.

Of course, that wasn't the most outrageous part. The most outrageous thing was that Ye Feng didn't see the control system he had added to better control the flying broom. Instead, he saw a section of... the head of the flying broom.

Although the head of the flying broom was deliberately hidden, it could still be seen from a high vantage point.

In Ye Feng's view, Malfoy's current situation is like someone who, while piloting a jet fighter, finds the canopy too cumbersome and not breathable, so he simply removes the canopy...

The moment Malfoy sprinted off on his flying broomstick, he experienced firsthand what it meant to feel a chilling wind and to be suddenly slapped in the face.

Although Malfoy was unwilling to give up and wanted to brave the fierce wind to catch up with Ye Feng and the others, his flying broom was simply too decorated with too many fancy things.

As for Ye Feng and his team, although their equipment looked simple, almost all of it was designed for the competition. So, after only two or three minutes, Malfoy could only helplessly watch Ye Feng and his team disappear into black dots before his eyes.

"Damn it! Why are Ye Feng and the others' flying brooms flying so fast? Did they deliberately keep the ones that can fly even faster from us?"

Seeing that he could no longer even see the other person's back, Malfoy was furious. Unfortunately, all his anger was just futile rage. And the furious Malfoy did not notice that a flying broom with a rooster shell attached was rushing straight towards him.

"disease"

"boom!"

With a strange, unidentified noise, the two heavy motorcycle brooms collided violently.

The moment the two machines collided, Malfoy, due to his prejudice, abandoned Ye Feng's design and only focused on luxury. The luxurious and prestigious heavy machine was directly dismantled, and the two light wheels that served as the core inside were also blown out in the collision. As for Malfoy, he should be glad that he was not stupid enough to throw away the defensive sacrificial talisman distributed before the start of the game.

In the instant he was knocked unconscious, Malfoy saw a giant rooster run over him from above, and from the wreckage, a 99% new light wheel flew out spinning.

"So the instruction manual wasn't lying after all; those core components really shouldn't be disassembled..."

Malfoy, one of the highly favored seeded players, was knocked off the field at the very beginning, which caused a sensation on the field. However, this also made the audience more excited, because if it was so exciting at the beginning, wouldn't it be even more exciting when the game went into the middle and back fields?

"This is true romance for men! I'll participate in the next competition, even if it means selling everything I own!" Although many people were just watching with excitement, this statement expressed the feelings of the majority of people in the stands, to the point that when they took out their old flying brooms, their eyes were full of disdain.

There are no large screens in the magic world for you to watch the competition in real time, so if you want to watch the next match, you have to follow behind the contestants. To make it easier for the audience to watch, Ye Feng designed a lot of loops in the track so that they wouldn't have to keep running behind the back gate.

Even so, these people were still a bit slow, or rather, Ye Feng and his group were just too fast.

When they arrived at the first viewing point, Ye Feng and the other first and second teams had already driven their motorcycles into the prop area. Even the third team was speeding up to compete for the order of entry into the prop area. However, after they entered, they regretted not making any preparations before rushing in, because they were very 'lucky' to encounter the water curtain.

Dumbledore and Ye Feng, who were close behind, encountered thick smoke. Although there might be boulders or trees hidden behind the smoke, the heavy motorcycles could still crash through it even without any protection, but the water curtain was different.

Although it was only five or six meters wide, once it reached a certain speed, crashing into the water was almost the same as crashing into the ground. So, even if the heavy broom was only strong enough to withstand the impact without magic, the pilot inside would definitely not be able to withstand it. Therefore, the third team was almost wiped out in just a few seconds.

"Tsk, that's really pitiful, especially that short-haired, sturdy old man. Although he managed to charge over, he looks like he just got kicked by a gang of thugs."

Dumbledore, who was vying with Snape for first place, faintly heard a voice behind him and couldn't help but turn around to look. When he saw the appearance of the burly old man that Ye Feng had mentioned, he was so shocked that he almost fell off his motorcycle broom.

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

“Grindelwald…”

Ye Feng: Pfft!

Upon hearing the name, Ye Feng immediately spat out his drink, while Snape, who was right behind Dumbledore, slipped and stumbled, almost causing his broomstick to go out of control and crash into Dumbledore's broomstick.

Chapter 73 The Master of Courting Death

Young wizards may not have heard of the name Grindelwald, or they may have heard of it but do not know what it means, because it is the name of the previous Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord in the minds of wizards today basically represents Voldemort.

However, Snape still knew who the old man was, so when he heard Dumbledore call out the identity of the bruised and battered old man, he was startled. He had heard of Ye Feng, Dumbledore's 'old lover,' so he immediately released the accelerator and slightly steered the car toward Grindelwald.

"Excuse me, former Dark Lord, may I interview you?"

Greenwald:￣へ￣

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the goodwill that had been generated by Ye Feng's handsome appearance and the fact that he had taken the motorcycle from him vanished instantly. However, Ye Feng was completely oblivious to the displeasure on Grindelwald's face and moved directly next to Grindelwald.

"Mr. Grindelwald, it is said that you and Dumbledore were inseparable, sharing the same table and bed, like brothers. Is that true?"

Greenwald: (▼ヘ▼#)

Dumbledore: (▼へ▼メ)

Ye Feng: Σ(?д?lll)

"Hiss~ Why do I feel a chill on my back? Am I not wearing enough clothes? But it's not even autumn yet!"

With a sigh, Ye Feng, completely unaware of the impending crisis, continued recklessly, "So, you're admitting it?"

"Sigh~"

Ye Feng gasped and then said, "I never expected Dumbledore to be the kind of person who starts something and then abandons it. And after starting something and then abandoning it, he even ruthlessly imprisoned you. Ugh! What a scumbag!"

"Vulcan clears the way!"

"Collapse!"

Almost simultaneously, two voices rang out in perfect unison. Ye Feng, seeing the two attacks hurtling towards him, turned the corner, twisted the throttle, and in the next instant, his motorcycle vanished in a blurry afterimage before Dumbledore and the others' eyes.

"Professor Snape, help! Dumbledore and the former Dark Lord are going to kill us to silence us!"

The moment Ye Feng's lingering voice echoed in the wind, Dumbledore and Grindelwald's faces darkened instantly, while Snape, who had been quietly eavesdropping, was startled when Ye Feng mentioned his name.

!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

"Holy crap! Don't drag me into this mess! I don't want to be sent to meet my deceased classmates because I know too much!"

Dumbledore and Grindelwald: →_→

While Snape tried his best to act like a meek quail and minimize his presence, Dumbledore and Grindelwald both focused their attention on him.

Snape: (?ロ?ノ)ノ

Feeling immense pressure from the two 'big shots' staring at him, Snape frantically racked his brains for a way to escape. Just then, he suddenly saw Harry and the others, who had already wisely sped away from the area and were chasing after Ye Feng. This gave him a flash of inspiration.

"Ye Feng! The championship of the Flying Broomstick Contest absolutely cannot fall into the hands of a brat like you!" With that, Snape twisted the accelerator to the floor and unleashed his magic to its maximum, and that wasn't all.

He was a master of potions, so the functions of his flying broom were mostly geared towards potions. Therefore, after turning the throttle to the maximum and outputting all the magic power, Snape took out a bottle of potion and put it directly into the "fuel tank" that had been modified to hold potions.

"boom!"

The instant the potion was inserted into the slot, Snape's broomstick emitted two long streams of flame from its two 'exhaust pipes' with a loud bang. This caused Snape's broomstick to disappear instantly at a speed no less than Ye Feng's earlier, leaving only a long trail of white smoke.

"Dumbledore, I can't believe you told these little brats about what happened between us. I bet you were very proud and smug when you said that, right? After all, you defeated the Dark Lord!" Grindelwald said this with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Dumbledore sighed slightly upon hearing this and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I have indeed not told anyone else about what happened between us. As for how this little fellow found out, I don't know either. But one thing is certain: this little fellow from the East is very mysterious. Even though he has been here for a year, I still can't see through him."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Grindelwald immediately became interested. He looked at Ye Feng with great interest and said in the direction where Ye Feng and the others had disappeared, "Can you tell me? There are actually little guys in this world that you can't see through."

"Of course, but don't you think we're already way behind? Those little guys behind us are already..."

"boom!"

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, a huge fireball flew from the ground and engulfed Grindelwald, who was caught off guard as he turned to speak. Grindelwald, who had been looking straight ahead, swerved to avoid another fireball as it approached.

"who is it!"