"Ced," Qiu Zhang asked softly, "How about waiting a little longer?"

"No, I'm afraid it will be worse if we delay any longer," Cedric said with a smile, "Professor Hepp won't set up levels that are impossible to pass. He is a candidate for selecting warriors, not powerful wizards. The secret is in what he said before."

Qiu Zhang looked at him and said thoughtfully, "Courage, wisdom, tenacity, calmness?"

Cedric nodded and strode out. Lee Jordan was encouraging people to step forward. The previous example made the young wizards feel a little guilty and they wanted to wait a little longer until the first person who got the invitation card appeared.

Harry couldn't help it. He moved forward a few steps and saw Cedric coming over in his peripheral vision.

"Does anyone else want to try?" Lee Jordan was still trying hard to persuade, "The professors may come back after having a cup of tea. What will they think when they see three zeros? Oh, the fourth volunteer has appeared! Let's cheer for him, Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff College!"

Cedric walked up the smooth black steps step by step, touched the black door, and was sucked in in the blink of an eye.

The students couldn't help but slow down their breathing, fearing that he would be thrown out in the next second, but ten seconds passed, thirty seconds passed, one minute, two minutes, until five minutes, the suspended black door opened silently, and Cedric walked down the steps holding a golden card high.

"Look! Cedric succeeded! He got the invitation card! He is the first!" Li Jordan shouted excitedly, and the students of Hufflepuff College burst into huge cheers.

Li Jordan hugged Cedric, "Man, you are really good! Is there anything you want to say to us?"

Cedric smiled shyly, and the whole person had an indescribable sense of relief: "I only have four words to say - courage, wisdom, tenacity, and calmness, that's enough. Oh, by the way," he thought for a while, "Professor Hepp cast a spell on the card, I think that is my biggest gain today."

He returned to the Hufflepuff crowd and was surrounded by them.

"Cedric, how did you pass the test?"

"Yes, how did you escape from the mouth of the runes?"

"What is that thing with a big mouth, is it a giant?"

Cedric shook his head, "I didn't encounter these things, not even one. I don't think Professor Hepp is testing how we can defeat them. I've already told you the secret."

He found Qiu Zhang, "Qiu, I suggest you give it a try."

"Because of the magic on the card?" Qiu Zhang asked.

"That's the reason, uh, mainly because I hope you can attend the training with me." Cedric scratched his head and said.

...

With successful examples and key tips, more people dared to try, and even lined up. Li Jordan reminded them, "The test can be carried out at the same time, Fred and George did it--"

One by one, the little wizards walked in, but more people were thrown out at a faster speed, and got up from the ground dejectedly.

Ron and Hermione followed Harry, "You don't have to accompany me, you can wait..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I want to try it myself." Hermione said impatiently.

"Yeah, who doesn't want to get an invitation card?" Ron said with a smile, but Harry clearly saw fear in his eyes, and even his tone was different from usual.

Harry took a deep breath, walked up the steps, and touched the pattern on the door. The next second, the pattern on the door moved, spinning to form a shallow vortex, sucking him in.

'Let me see what's inside! ' Harry said to himself.

His feet stepped on the solid ground, and before he could see the surroundings clearly, a dazzling green light filled his entire vision, accompanied by a hoarse, terrifying, and cold voice like the wind -

"Avada Kendava!"

Harry's heart almost stopped beating, his eyes went black, and the whole person seemed to be stepping into the air, falling powerlessly, and the next second, his body tightened -

"Harry! Harry!"

"Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Ron and Hermione looked at him with concern. Harry realized that he was not dead, but was thrown out by the black door, and they caught him.

'What kind of test is this? You don't even give me time to react? ' Harry felt puzzled.

Ron looked at Harry, whose face was pale, and advised, "It's okay to fail. It's a good opportunity to watch a good show." Harry followed his gaze and saw a row of students lying on the ground. He also saw many familiar faces of Gryffindor.

Angelina Johnson got up with a dusty face. When she looked up, she found Harry staring at her. She smiled bitterly, "I thought, since there is no Quidditch match this year, I might as well find something to do for myself. Becoming a school warrior is not bad, but I can't even enter the school selection, which means I'm not that kind of material..."

She shook her head in disappointment and prepared to leave.

"No, you can do it!" Harry said.

"What?"

"You can--" Harry struggled to get up, "I'll prove it to you."

Under her puzzled eyes, Harry walked up the stairs again. Even Lee Jordan, who was explaining, was stunned for a moment and muttered, "It seems that Potter wants to try it a second time. This... I don't know if it will work..."

Harry didn't care about what others thought. He put his hand on the black door and prayed in his heart.

The slight feeling of weightlessness appeared again, which made him happy. It really worked. He knew that the professor would not beat people to death in one go. Everyone can try again!

Hermione looked at his back worriedly, "Harry is too impulsive. I can guess that the professor used a technique similar to the Mind Cabin, and perhaps added Legilimency, or the power of Boggart and Dementors, to make everyone face their greatest fears. And in the process, they showed all kinds of warrior qualities..."

She shook her head, "But every failure is a big blow, just look at those people." At this point, she was slightly stunned, focused on the black door, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked in confusion.

"Ouch," Hermione tried to hold back her laughter, but her shoulders shook violently, "Look... on the door, Harry... Harry's handprint!"

Ron and Angelina stared at the door and vaguely saw a dirty handprint, which was undoubtedly left by Harry. The previous people were all trying for the first time, only Harry was repeating the challenge, and he didn't even wipe the mud off his hands. Angelina smiled lightly

, and just as she was about to say something, Harry was thrown out by the black door for the second time.

His face was paler than the first time, but his eyes were particularly bright. Before they could ask questions, Harry hurriedly said, "I found some tricks!" Then he rushed back like a whirlwind, climbed up the steps in two or three steps, and slapped the black door with a slap, leaving another fresh mud handprint.

Lee Jordan came over, put down his wand, and asked quietly: "Is he possessed?"

"I don't think so." Angelina said, "This is the Harry Potter I know, stubborn and single-minded, just like when he was training."

Hermione stood up and pulled Ron up.

"What are you doing?" Ron was looking at the handprint on the black door and commented: "The second handprint is clearer, Harry's hand must be hurting!"

But Hermione pulled him up the steps and said in a tough tone: "It's our turn."

"I knew I couldn't escape," Ron muttered. Looking left and right, he put his hand on the mud handprint left by Harry.