"Swoosh~"

The Golden Snitch spread its narrow wings in Harry's hand, and disappeared in a flash under their gaze.

The three of them looked around anxiously, "There!" Harry pointed above Ron's head and said, a disarming spell flew out, but missed. Hermione and Ron hurriedly followed the spell, and two red lights disappeared in the sky.

"You are still far away." Sirius said triumphantly with his arms crossed.

Harry looked at his godfather dissatisfiedly, "Then you try it."

Sirius silently swung his wand, and seven or eight leaves on the pumpkin vine flew out like sharp swords, and the Golden Snitch trembled slightly to avoid it. Sirius pouted in embarrassment.

"I don't believe it--"

He also joined the team of three. They occupied four corners, half-raised their heads, and fired spells into the sky. The Golden Snitch was fixed in a small area and kept dodging, like a flexible ghost. Occasionally, if it was hit by luck, a transparent shield the size of a palm would suddenly appear on its surface, reflecting colorful colors in the white sky, blocking the spell.

The four people played happily for a long time until they saw three tall figures coming out of the Forbidden Forest from a distance. They were the warriors of Vagadu.

They pointed at Harry and the other two, using a very awkward pronunciation, but the voice was not small. They could hear some "cheating... fake warriors..." one after another, which made them feel bad.

"Don't worry about them. When you beat them in the first project, they will learn what it means to shut up." Sirius said angrily.

Harry felt that Sirius was trying to convince himself - he actually wanted to rush up and teach them a lesson.

Time passed day by day. In the last class on Friday of the new week, all the warriors underwent a pre-match wand test. Mr. Ollivander came in person and gave an evaluation of the status of each warrior's wand.

Bagman and several headmasters were present. Harry looked at the warriors from other schools. Krum seemed to be even more silent, with a gloomy face, as if he had forgotten how to speak. Byers, who had not been seen for a long time, also appeared. He was much darker than before. Every time he passed by the Quidditch field, he could hear the sound of group training, but there were always two goblins standing at the door, so he didn't go over.

Fleur from Beauxbatons stood proudly in the corner, and the other two warriors stood on both sides of her.

The three warriors from Vagado didn't change much, except that they looked stronger. More than one person wondered how they were trained. The guy who looked like a wall, when he took out something that looked more like a stick than a wand, Ollivander was not very happy.

"African wands... are too extreme, even more alternative than those in Germany and the United States... I can't give a proper evaluation. Sometimes, they may be able to win by surprise..."

Harry guessed that he was smashing the dragon's toes while it wasn't paying attention. He felt strange about this idea and turned his head away exaggeratedly. The leopard-like Witch Nona Lebert of Uagadou said, "That's because we are better at hand gestures!"

During the wand inspection, there was a little accident. Harry refused the interview with the woman named Rita Skeeter. As early as the second year, he had no good feelings for this gossip reporter who slandered Headmaster Dumbledore.

When she grabbed Harry's shoulder with her claw-like hands painted with red nail polish and wanted to take him to the broom room for an interview, he broke free without thinking. She immediately looked at Harry with a dangerous look, but when she saw Professor Hepp appear in the corner of her eyes, her face was full of fake smiles.

In the end, the newspaper presented three names and relatively normal "concerns" - doubts about their age. The champions of other schools were not so lucky. For example, Victor Graves, one of the champions of Ilvermorny, was widely publicized. He was defeated by an "ordinary" fourth-year girl from Hogwarts. There were also some side gossips: the champions of Beauxbatons were good at bewitching magic, the champions of Durmstrang would contribute a "wonderful" feast of dark magic, and there was also the talented player Krum who had just stole the show at the Quidditch World Cup... The introduction of Ugadu attracted a lot of attention. The dynamic photo of the student named "Elipendi" transforming into an African elephant appeared on the pages of the Daily Prophet for several consecutive days, causing countless people to marvel and discuss.

One of the effects of this newspaper was that the news that Ron became a champion could no longer be concealed. In fact, among the Weasley family, only Mrs. Weasley didn't know about this news. The others - Ginny, Fred and George were all in school; Mr. Weasley and Percy were well-informed at the Ministry of Magic; Charlie worked at the dragon farm and was closely related to the first project; and Bill, who worked at Gringotts, was in frequent contact with his family.

They formed an alliance spontaneously to keep it secret from Mrs. Weasley.

But all efforts were in vain due to Rita Skeeter's report. Just the next day, her howler letter came, but it was not to Ron, but to the Weasley twins -

"If I hadn't seen it in the newspaper, I don't know how long I would have kept it secret - poor little Ronnie! He's only in the fourth grade -" Ron lowered his head and stared at the bowl of oatmeal in front of him, as if he wanted to drown himself in it, because everyone who was eating turned their heads to him and laughed non-stop. Mrs. Weasley's deafening voice was still echoing in the hall, "Don't always be busy with those pranks - pay more attention to your brother -"

Fred and George had already slipped away with two pieces of bread, and Ron also ran out of the hall, leaving only the stunned students and the chattering letter.

...

Everyone's understanding of time is different. When ordinary students are still making plans for the first trip to Hogsmeade in the new school year, the warriors are improving themselves in every corner.

Ron has not handed in his Potions homework for two consecutive weeks. Snape gave him a T in front of him without concealing it. He just yawned in response, which made Snape stare at Ron throughout the class on brewing antidotes.

"Anyway, we will definitely pass this year." Ron said to Harry and Hermione at the end of the class.

"But next year is the year of OWLs!" Hermione retorted fiercely. She once secretly told the two that she regretted handing in the time turner.

"Who cares, Hermione, you don't think I'm going to take his advanced class, do you?" Ron looked at her strangely, "Fred and George selectively gave up some classes last year, including the required astronomy and history of magic. They were discussing product concepts in class..."

"That's different! Do you have plans for your future? Potions are necessary in many fields!" They left the classroom noisily and headed straight for the library. There were still many spells they were not proficient in.

Felix's requirements became more and more stringent. In recent days, he asked each group of warriors to deal with two fire dragons at the same time. The memories of several professors formed a jury to evaluate them.

"The idea of ​​using the Flying Spell to summon Firebolts is good, but you have to consider the other two teammates-Harry!"

"Collins, you are facing a dangerous beast, you have to learn to cover up your own smell. In addition... the Stop Spell is good."

"Ron, that's not how you use the Digging Curse. You can't just jump in by yourself."

Finally, November 24th arrived.