"Did Harry go to the school hospital?"

When Felix returned to classroom 7, it was still some time before noon and many people had not left. He asked the commentator, Lee Jordan, who had combed his hair into clumps.

As soon as he came in, he heard his passionate commentary. The hot atmosphere on the scene had a lot to do with him. But maybe because of the long time, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes, Professor Hep." Lee Jordan said, "He got the invitation card, but his face was not very good. His friend Granger took him to the school hospital, as well as Fred and George's brother Ron."

As he spoke, a figure was thrown out by the black suspended door. Felix gently waved his wand to let her step steadily on the ground.

"Oh, thank you, Professor Hep." Angelina Johnson said gratefully.

Felix nodded and looked at the black door, which was covered with large and small handprints. He saw a student deliberately squatting and sticking his dirty hands to the edge of the door. "This is a symbol of courage." Lee Jordan said, and Felix laughed dumbly.

He raised his wand and pointed at the black steps. The soil nearby bulged into a small mound. The soil in the center slid down in all directions. The grass on the ground was turned upside down. Under the gaze of everyone, a pointed stone tablet pushed the soil apart and broke out of the ground. The tablet was about six or seven feet high. On the smooth stone surface, four names shone brightly, shining like stars. The crowd gathered and pointed at

Cedric Diggory;

Roger Davis;

Collins Foley;

Harry Potter;

the young wizards stared at these four names, and their hearts were filled with infinite envy. It would be great if their names could also appear on them.

When Felix heard Angelina mention the secret that Cedric said, he smiled slightly and waved his hand again. The four words appeared at the top of the tablet: courage, wisdom, tenacity, and calmness.

"You should realize that everyone can try multiple times." Felix spoke calmly, sending his voice far away so that everyone could hear it clearly, "Here are a few more pieces of advice"

"Every failure will bring you a huge mental burden. It is best to rest for half an hour to an hour before trying again, unless you have an extremely tenacious and strong character."

The little wizards talked about it, and words like "Potter", "Amazing", and "Really awesome" came out of their mouths. Even his words of encouragement to Angelina, "I'll prove it to you", were turned out. Draco Malfoy mouthed with disgust: "Saint Potter!"

Felix smiled slightly,

"As for the content of the test, I think many of you have guessed it, that is, facing your own fears. Of course, if your fear is some funny things, such as a mountain of garbage, a smelly boot, then you will face some interesting and strange creatures that I specially prepared, which even Headmaster Dumbledore praised.

It's not my credit alone. I made special reference to Muggle movies and the monsters that contestants in previous competitions had to face."

The little wizards who participated in the selection glared at him, their eyes were about to spit fire. This morning, they were chased by monsters, entangled by snakes, stepped on by giants, flattened by giants, and kicked away by cars that were deformed by "clicking" like balls...

Their experiences were so bizarre that they could be compiled into a storybook for the curious.

"I can see that you can't wait to continue the challenge," Felix said with a smile, "Then, the last point, the entire selection will last until next Monday, and I will come again to confirm the final list."

"Don't even think about casting a spell on the stone tablet and printing your name on it..."

School Hospital.

Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a glass of potion in annoyance and personally supervised him to finish it. Harry endured the discomfort and drank the liquid that smelled of inferior vegetable juice, wiped his mouth hard, thank God, he finally didn't have to listen to Madam Pomfrey's nagging. Ron

sat at Harry's feet, fiddling with the invitation card. He stroked the delicate lines on the golden card again and again, with envy on his face, "It's so beautiful."

"How did you do it, Harry, do you have any tricks?" He couldn't help asking.

"My tricks may not work on you. No one should cast a killing curse on you..." Harry yawned loudly. Madam Pomfrey's potion always took effect quickly. He said with all his strength.

"Are you facing a killing curse?" Ron trembled, and the card slipped from his hand. He clamped it with his legs.

Hermione covered her mouth, "Is it that spell? The one that Professor Moody demonstrated in class?"

"Yes, green light shoots at you from all angles. Every time I thought I was going to die." Harry said lazily, "Only after I get out, I can get out of this state..."

"It's strange! I tried it several times in the middle, telling myself that all this is fake, but I forgot everything after I went in."

"We are the same," Ron said, "Hermione and I. I tried it twice and saw more than a dozen kinds of spiders, but each time it was different. Can you believe it?" He said incredulously, "There is a kind of orb spider. As long as you poke it, pus will come out of its stomach. When my spell hits..." He paused slightly, remembering some bad memory, and his face wrinkled.

"I faced all kinds of learning setbacks, such as failing exams, being called in for a talk by the professor, being expelled from school for not being able to use magic, or having a magical accident..." Hermione sighed, "Like you, I completely forgot that I was being tested in a strange place, as if we suddenly lost our minds and couldn't remember why we were there."

"Maybe that's what the professor meant."

"But if we don't remember and take it as real every time, how can we pass it?" Ron said.

Harry said thoughtfully, "We shouldn't only consider what happened inside the Black Gate. Didn't the professor emphasize potential and growth? Don't forget that we will forget that we are in the test inside the Black Gate, but we will remember everything after we get out. I suddenly realized that the interval between two tests is the key to our overcoming fear and growth."

"So the test is actually to verify whether you have reflected and grown?" Hermione said sharply.

"No, haha, that's right." Harry's eyelids drooped, and he was sleepy.

He tapped his head. "There's one more thing I want to tell you. There's a magic on the invitation card. It should be done by Professor Hep. It's very, very interesting. I strongly recommend you, you...try it!"

Harry fell asleep on the pillow before he finished speaking. He was too tired today.

"What kind of magic is it?" Ron stared at the golden card, turned it over and over for a long time, and handed it to Hermione. "I don't find anything."

Hermione took it, took out her wand and pointed: "Magic appears! Show the secret!" After a long while, she said hesitantly: "It should be a one-time magic. Only the first person to get the card will get this reward."

Ron said regretfully: "I really want to wake Harry up and ask him clearly."

After lunch, the two returned to classroom 7 again. They specially asked Madam Pomfrey for a large bottle of potion to soothe the spirit. Hermione begged for a long time, and Madam Pomfrey gave it to her reluctantly.

At this time, Lee Jordan had disappeared. The morning's explanation was very stressful for his throat. Neville said that he planned to use owls to order a box of ice rat candy urgently to reduce the heat in his throat.

Hermione took a look at the extra black stone tablet and snorted slightly.

Near dinner time in the afternoon, Harry came back. He first went through the names on the stone tablet with great interest. When he saw "Angelina Johnson", Harry was sincerely happy for her. He also saw Qiu Zhang's name, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy that he already knew Qiu Zhang agreed to become Cedric's girlfriend.

Before he had time to think about it, Angelina rushed over and hugged him warmly, "Thank you, Harry." Then she pulled him into the Gryffindor crowd.

"Oh, our warrior Potter is here!" the twins said in a boisterous voice. Fred bowed pretentiously, "It's an honor. We are in need of a guide."

"No, I'm not," Harry waved his hands awkwardly, "I'm not old enough."

The twins put their arms around his shoulders, one on each side, "You can help me with the aging potion," he nodded at Lee Jordan, "Lee found a way, but at least one ounce must be bought, we want to find someone to share the burden..."

"Don't you have dividends?" Ron asked.

"That's right, George, we've been a little extravagant recently, forgetting that we still have a debt to collect." Fred said.

"That makes sense, this month has just started, and we've already spent thirty Galleons." George said.

"Thirty Galleons!" Ron glared, annoyed. "And you don't even want to buy a new dress for your brother!"

The twins looked at each other.

"We went through the same thing," Fred shrugged. "And the money was exchanged for materials. We can lend you some feathers to stick on the dress."