Chapter 206 Harry, please

There were boos, and almost everyone vented their inner disgust without any concealment.

Eight points!

Karkaroff actually had the nerve to score such a high score, just like Harry!

How can a player who times out, performs difficultly, or even gets trapped in a back-and-forth match with the best warriors?

To prevent Karkaroff from being torn apart by the angry little lions.

Dumbledore raised his wand, and the golden-red fireworks scattered Karkaroff's score, then exploded, revealing his score, a somewhat scrawled number "5".

"We see Professor Dumbledore making a fair judgment."

"He scores the points very objectively."

"Professor Dumbledore always makes the right decision."

As he spoke, he also raised his wand and pointed it at the sky: "I am willing to admit that Mr. Krum is an excellent little wizard, and his performance is enough to prove this."

"But the game is a game. We may be able to see the bright light of humanity in small ways, but in the end everything has to return to the game itself."

"Mr. Krum's performance is very good, but a timeout is a timeout, even if it is only a few minutes. If he could have dealt with the Grindylow earlier, if he had been able to deal with the mermaid earlier, the results would have been completely different."

"It's a pity that there is no what if."

His face was sincere, and it seemed as if he was really praising Krum, praising him as if he were a tragic hero in a drama.

But as he spoke out, Karkaroff and Krum's faces became increasingly blue.

revenge!

This must be revenge!

If I just gave Porter a few low scores, wouldn't he still be number one now? A few more points or a few less points, what does it matter?

Ludo praised, but the number that came out from the tip of his wand was only the number "3", which was still the same font as the number "3" that Karkaroff shot for the first time.

Karkaroff gritted his teeth.

Fleur clutched her chest with a sad expression. She was an outsider in every aspect - Potter and Krum, Bagman and Karkaroff, but why would she be exposed?

My heart hurts so much.

This number left too deep a mark on myself.

From today on, the number "6" is no longer the number she hates the most, the number she hates the most is "3"!

Umbridge raised her wand, she smiled at Krum, and the number "6" came out of the wand. Unlike people like Fleur who had no background, Klum was the hottest sports star in the wizarding society.

The youngest and best seeker.

Ms. Maxim was the last one, and she didn't save face and gave a number "4".

"Mr. Krum's final score in the second round of events was twenty-six points!"

Krum covered his face in pain.

Twenty-six!

There were only twenty-six points, ten points less than in the first round. He thought he could score at least thirty points.

Ludo put his wand against his throat. For some reason, he was extremely excited. His emotions were even more intense than Sirius's: "Let's summarize the first two projects!"

"The first place, Harry Potter from Hogwarts, bravely slayed the dragon in the first round and chivalry in the second round, giving him a total score of ninety-one points!"

"Of course, we know that he can get even better results!"

Why didn't you get it?

Of course it's not because Harry didn't perform well, but because of some resistance from outside the game.

Cheers and curses rang out together.

"Second place is Viktor Krum of Durmstrang. With his excellent performance in the first and second rounds, he won a total of 62 points."

Krum looked up.

The Durmstrang audience was a little breathless.

They knew that there was probably a big gap between Krum and Harry, but they didn't expect the gap to be so big, with one starting with a nine and the other starting with a six.

The difference is more than thirty points!

Ludo cleared his throat: "This makes the gap between him and Mr. Potter only twenty-nine points!"

This surprised the little wizards.

The difference between more than 90 points and more than 60 points is actually more than 20 points, not more than 30 points?

They pick up their fingers and give up quickly.

Well, let's just say it's better to stay as far away from the little wizards as possible.

How can humans understand mathematics?

"Only one point to thirty!" Ludo sighed sadly. It was a pity that this scene could not happen. He soon realized something and covered his ugly face. "Although the gap is huge, it is still

There’s a round!”

"The outcome has not been determined yet, anything can still happen."

"The third place, Miss Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons, her competition in the second round was a bit bad, which seriously affected her performance."

"Her total score in the two rounds of events is only fifty-eight points."

"Thirty-three points worse than Mr. Potter!"

The little wizards were amazed, this time it was really more than thirty points off.

"But like I said, there is still one round of competition, and everything is still unknown in front of the last project."

"As for what the last project is-"

Ludo protracted his tone and pretended to be subtle, making the group of little wizards anxious, and then he continued: "I can only tell you that it will be held at the last moment of the school year, on the evening of June 24th!"

"Unlike the previous two projects, the warriors will know the specific content of the project a month ago."

"Yes, you heard that right!"

"And it's not as vague as the second round competition prompt. It's a clear and specific prompt - this also indicates how dangerous the third event will be."

"Warriors must be prepared for everything. Sometimes even the wizards from the Ministry of Magic may not be able to lend a helping hand in time."

As he spoke, he paused, glanced at Harry, who was still chatting with Hermione, and coughed twice: "Of course, I have to remind the warriors that if you encounter rare, rare magical creatures and can successfully deal with them,

If you can win over them, I still hope you can keep it."

"Those rare creatures deserve to be spared."

The little wizards burst into laughter.

This sentence is obviously very directional.

Harry tilted his head, not really caring.

As Ludo concluded, the little wizards gradually dispersed. Harry and Hermione finally left, and they bumped into Ludo, George and Fred in the corner.

They counted galleons one by one.

"Harry, come on!" Fred spotted him and waved his hands excitedly, "We can't confirm whether this is true, please help us take a look."

A bag of shiny galleons.

Pure and true.

Harry nodded: "Yes, it's all true."

"Maybe I played some tricks in the Quidditch World Cup." Ludo shook his head, very proud, "This time is different, I learned my lesson."
Chapter completed!