Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Time flew by quickly, and Professor Binns' lecture voice had a strong hypnotic power. Even if Soul had slept soundly enough the night before, he still inevitably fell asleep in the second half of the class, and Hermione was no exception. .

However, until the end of get out of class, the two people's hands were still tightly held together under the table.

It was like, one second, there was still class, and this second, they had appeared in the auditorium, waiting for the house elves to bring lunch.

Many people passing by Suer would stop, pat Suer on the shoulder, shake hands with him, send blessings, and hope that he would shine in his first project.

There was only Harry, sitting alone at the end of the long table with a dazed and uneasy expression. Ron was whispering in his ear, but Soul estimated that Harry didn't hear a word.

Before taking a few bites, Professor McGonagall hurried into the auditorium.

"Potter, oh, great, Bones, you are here too, so I don't need to find anyone to notify you." Professor McGonagall said,

"Warriors are going to get out on the field now...you have to be ready to get that first project done."

"Okay, Professor." Soul wiped his mouth, put his fork beside the plate and stood up.

Harry also stood up with a sigh, and the spoon in his hand clattered onto the dinner plate.

Hermione also stood up and gave Soul a hug, "Come on, I will watch you from the audience."

"Just wait and see." Soul raised his eyebrows at Hermione, "If I successfully complete the project, can I get a kiss from Juliet?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at Soul, glanced at Professor McGonagall at the table, hesitated, and whispered,

"see your performance."

The two of them followed Professor McGonagall out of the auditorium under the watchful eyes of everyone, and walked down the steps. The cold November wind was blowing, and Professor McGonagall looked very uneasy. She stopped in the small square under the stone steps. He stepped down and looked at the two people.

"Don't be nervous," she said. "We have arranged for some wizards to be around. If the situation goes bad, they will step forward to control it. You just need to use your abilities. No one will think you are inferior to others..."

"Are you okay, Potter?"

"I'm fine." Harry replied subconsciously, his voice a little erratic, "Very good..."

But anyone could see that Harry's soul was half outside, he walked lightly, and his limbs were not coordinated at all.

"Don't be nervous, Harry." Soul whispered, "I heard from Hermione that you have done some practice for this. All I can say is that the idea is very good, it is fully feasible, and it can be successful."

"Thank you~" Soul's words seemed to have no effect, and Harry's voice was still erratic and monotonous.

Professor McGonagall glanced at him worriedly, opened her mouth, but said nothing, and led them to continue walking towards the field.

The route was the same as the one Hagrid asked them to follow while wearing the Invisibility Cloak. They went around the camp that could be seen at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. However, when Suer and the others arrived, several tents had been erected there, blocking the way. In their line of sight, the entrance of the tent was facing the two of them.

"Okay, we're here." Professor McGonagall said, "Mr. Bagman is waiting for you inside."

"Be careful, the first project of this year is a bit...well, I can't reveal too much, you will know later."

Professor McGonagall didn't seem to know that everyone already knew what they were going to face in the first project. She said with a trembling voice,

"Remember, don't be brave. No one will blame you. After all, how can an underage wizard deal with... No one will look down on you. I wish you good luck."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Soul said and glanced at Harry. He was still in a daze, so he could only pull Harry, who was like a puppet on a string, into the tent together.

Bagman, wearing his old uniform from his time with the Hornets, stood next to the other two Warriors.

Sure enough, the two warriors Beauxbatons and Durmstrang already knew what they were about to face, and you could see it from their expressions.

"It's great that you are all here." Ludo Bagman waved to Harry happily, "Come on, come in, Harry, oh, and you, Mr. Bones, come here quickly , sit here."

"We don't have much time. I still need to go to the venue to prepare for the opening."

Soul pulled Harry to sit over. Harry's position was next to Fleur Delacour, while Soul was leaning against Krum. Krum's face was still gloomy, no, more gloomy than before.

"Let me introduce you to the general situation first." Ludo Bagman stood in front of the four warriors. His chubby body looked like a large cartoon toy. He took out a purple silk bag from his pocket and shook it to them. Shake.

"Ah, has everyone seen the bag in my hand?"

"There are several small models inside. That's the thing you are going to face. Well, yes, you will have to deal with them in front of everyone later. Everyone is different. They have different--well- --type."

"That's not easy. It's definitely impressive."

"It's dangerous--very dangerous--even a grown wizard wouldn't dare face them alone with a wand."

Soul's expression was still calm, Harry was still in an erratic state, Fleur's face turned paler and her body looked a little trembling, and Krum's expression was so gloomy that it looked completely black.

"Oh, don't worry, warriors." Ludo Bagman seemed to be aware of the fear in his words. He compensated, "Facing them, daring to pull out the wand is already very courageous. Something happened."

To be honest, saying this is much better than not saying it...

None of the four people reacted to Ludo Bagman's words.

"Haha..." Lu Duo laughed dryly, "Let me give you a little reminder. This does not violate the rules. Your mission---"

Ludo paused and did not continue speaking, as if observing their reactions. Harry came back from his dazed state. Fleur and Krum also pricked up their ears. Soul already knew what he was going to do later, but Still showing an interested look.

"Yes - that's right -" Ludo Bagman finally nodded with satisfaction, "Your task later is to find a way to get the golden egg under their protection."

Sure enough, this is the mission... Suer nodded, raised his hand and pinched his chin. He had already thought about what to do later.

……

Not long after, it seemed like hundreds of pairs of feet passed by the tent, and a rumble came through the curtain at the tent door.

As if receiving a signal, Ludo Bagman held the silk bag in front of the four people. The rope at the mouth of the bag automatically untied, revealing a dark hole.

"Let's begin, warriors, draw your serial numbers and opponents. Remember, appear according to the serial numbers, just when you hear my opening announcement."

"Wish you guys good luck."