Hogwarts executioner

Chapter 121 Preliminary Competition

William reached out his hand and said, "William Smith, a first-year student at Hogwarts in England."

Eliza shook hands and said: "Eliza Huppert, a German wild wizard."

The right hand is a powerful magic ring that is at least level 3, and the shoes are level 3 flying shoes. As for the skirt and top, although there are no magic patterns, they are at least level 3 high-level monster skins. I don’t look at underwear, but the magic power fluctuates a lot.

You are still a wild wizard, cheat ghosts.

Even Tina's luxurious clothes are no better than you.

William looked at this possible "rich generation" speechlessly.

"It's your turn." Elisa pointed to the big screen and said.

William nodded, raised his feet and left.

The extremely large venue can accommodate a thousand players competing at the same time. Each chessboard is equipped with a special magic spell. A projection will be formed above the chessboard. The audience can also bring a purchased magic lookout to watch the players' competitions.

Compared with the opening ceremony of the Quidditch match, the French are still the same old-fashioned way. 32 huge wizard stone statues, like two armies, fight in a duel on the field. The winning stone statue will become the guardian of the valley.

The super beauty host Sophie Upolaja of the conference venue informed the audience of the dark seeded horse and adult players of the competition based on the referee's analysis report.

As soon as William entered the arena, he received a "warm welcome" from the host: "Look, William Smith, the player designated by Minerva McGonagall, the vice-principal of Hogwarts, to challenge the chess champion, entered the arena. Guess how old he is. , twelve years old. The vice-principal of Hogwarts asked a twelve-year-old to challenge the chess champion. I think Dumbledore needs to replace the vice-principal."

"Hush." ​​Tens of thousands of French spectators in the stands booed, and many people laughed.

Seeing the lens of the magic flying camera pointing at him, William waved at the magic mirror and said with a smile, "I'm here, and I'll take the honor."

This imitation of Caesar's words "I come and I conquer" triggered even louder boos, and tens of thousands of French wizards even shouted "Get out of here, you little brat" and "Go home and feed yourself."

Many non-European wizards watched this scene in amazement, and they had an understanding of the narrow-mindedness of the French and the conflict between Britain and France.

Facing the cold eyes and ridicule of the French wizard, William did not change his face, looked up at the presiding stage, and smiled calmly: "You are really enthusiastic."

Not all wizards are like those wild wizards and ordinary wizards, vulgar and immersed in illusory national conflicts and honors.

"What a cold-looking person who points his finger at a thousand people, even if there are thousands of people, I will go." In a private room, several high-level qigong practitioners from the Tang Dynasty showed appreciation and spoke highly of William's composure.

"This son is definitely not something in the pool, let the Ministry of Magic focus on it."

There are many wizards in the field who have similar ideas. A 12-year-old little wizard can fearlessly and move forward courageously under the ridicule of tens of thousands of people. This is a rare and precious quality that is unique in a million.

Maybe they wanted to test William's quality. The opponents assigned to William by the competition were not weak, and they basically didn't give William much rest time. Every time after the game, as soon as he returned to the lounge, his name appeared on the big screen, and the loudspeaker began to call William's name.

Moreover, the players William faced were getting higher and higher, and the last player was a middle-aged wizard who was over forty years old.

Professor McGonagall was sitting on the viewing stand, chatting with some French wizards such as Gary Anderson, watching William send players off the field one by one, feeling happy.

In the VIP box, Apolline looked disgusted every time she saw Sophie Upolaja's face on the projection, and she would hold her husband's hand with extra strength.

Francis looked bitter, knowing that his wife still held a grudge against Sophie Upolaja, so he could only endure it painfully. Fleur and Gabrielle looked for William with magic telescopes. Every time they found William, they happily informed their family members.

In the afternoon, after a seed player who had been famous for more than three years was eliminated by William, the referee looked at William speechlessly, and said at half-pay: "You can leave the game, today's game is over, please take this commemorative card and participate in the competition." Game tomorrow."

Many French wizards who paid attention to William in the morning began to agree with William instead of disdain or ridicule. After all, an eleven-year-old student can win ten out of ten battles, which is much better than those little wizards who bullied him in the morning.

Well, most witches are overflowing with maternal love.

All players who successfully passed the first day received a beautiful bronze medal. The front of the bronze medal was the International Wizard Chess logo and the words Paris in 1992.

On the back is the logo of Margaux, engraved with Delacour 1992 Bordeaux.

William looked at the bronze medal and couldn't help laughing.

The old referee was extremely embarrassed. The French Ministry of Magic had done everything they could to collect money over the past few years.

On the first day of the competition, each winning player needs to eliminate ten people within the stipulated twenty time period. The less time it takes, the more time is left for thinking in the subsequent competitions.

Of course, if you blindly pursue speed, it is easy to make mistakes and cause the car to overturn.

This kind of high-intensity competition tests the player's character, intelligence and chess ability.

There were more than 50,000 people participating, but less than 5,000 people were left by the evening, and the eliminations would continue tomorrow.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Fleur turned on the double-sided mirror, and Gabriel said happily: "William, I saw you at the stadium, and I watched you all day."

William smiled and said, "Oh, thanks, Gabriel, it's you looking at me that makes me very lucky."

Gabrielle said even more happily: "Then I will continue to see you tomorrow."

As the foreign wizard who defeated the "Ten Heroes", William was warmly welcomed by the competition party again the next day.

This time his opponent is a famous contestant from the United States, Sophia Fox, a young mixed-race witch with both beauty and wisdom.

"Hello, little William, you are very good. I saw your game record yesterday. Every step was very good, but there were several mistakes, otherwise you would have won more easily."

As soon as she came to the No. 21 chessboard position on the fifth field of her game, Sophia took the initiative to speak up, and directly made a show of power, hoping to use this to blow William's confidence.

The host loudly said on the podium: "Sofia Fox from the United States is known for her beauty and intelligence. She broke into the top 62 last year and was ranked nd by the Wizards Chess Association.

She saw at a glance all the mistakes of William Smith yesterday, and it was obvious that poor little Mr. Smith was likely to fail and stop the next day.

But it doesn't matter, he is only under twelve years old, and there is still more room for improvement. Maybe in a few years, he will be able to reach the top thousand. "

There was a lot of laughter.