Chapter 309 Hogwarts Pokémon Katoom flew away with the gem, and Bruce couldn't find him for a while. Although they can communicate telepathically, there is nothing Bruce can do if the owl doesn't respond after reading it. Besides, he had other things to do now. Bruce had just returned to Hogwarts when Harry came to visit him. He looked very worried, and Bruce guessed that he already knew what the first project was. "Bruce, I have something important to tell you." Harry stood next to Bruce and looked around to make sure there was no one else around before continuing. "I know what the first project is," said Harry. Bruce nodded to show that he was listening.

If nothing goes wrong, it should be possible to deal with the fire dragon, Bruce thought to himself. Sure enough, Harry's next words did not surprise him. "I can't tell you how I know this information, but please trust me." Harry said seriously, "Just last night, I saw a dragon in the Forbidden Forest!" It turned out to be a fire dragon. Bruce was relieved. It seemed that the changes in the competition were not too big. "I see. Thank you for your information. It is crucial." Bruce whispered, "I heard that the previous competitions were very scary, and people died. You must be careful, use your brain, and use your strengths..." For example, when it comes to flying, Harry is very good at riding a broomstick, and that's how he lured away the dragon in the original book. However, Harry shook his head suddenly when he heard what Bruce said. "No! Bruce, I'm not done yet!" Harry continued, "I saw more than just dragons in the Forbidden Forest! I also saw many magical animals, but the dragon impressed me the most..." "what?" Bruce had a feeling that was both unexpected and reasonable. Sure enough, the competition system has changed? "Come on, Harry, don't be anxious, go to my room and talk slowly!" Bruce put his arm around Harry's shoulders and said, "Can you describe to me what magical animals you saw?" Harry followed Bruce into the room, and after they sat down, Harry's expression was still very serious. He was obviously very worried about the upcoming games, which was mainly due to his lack of confidence in his own abilities. "Keep it calm, Harry."

Bruce comforted her, "It's okay to have some stress, but you can't be as anxious as you are now. How about eating a piece of chocolate to calm down?" He pulled a dark chocolate bar from his pocket and handed it to Harry, a trick he had learned from Lupin. Harry took a bite and his tense body relaxed a little. "Bruce, you don't know. When I saw those magical creatures last night, I was completely terrified." Harry said with lingering fear, "Hagrid... Oh no, there was no Hagrid. I was alone at the time. Anyway, those creatures were things we hadn't learned about in class yet." He was trying to hide the fact that it was Hagrid who took him to see those creatures. But Bruce doesn't really care about that, he just wants to know what magical creatures Harry saw. In fact, Bruce could have obtained this information himself, and the reason he asked Harry to discuss it now was just to help this frightened little boy. Harry paused for a long time before he began to recall: "There is a magical creature that looks like a big cat, but its body is covered with spikes and there is a huge poison sac in its throat that flashes green light from time to time." "That's a venomous leopard." Bruce quickly came to the conclusion, "That's a very dangerous creature. Its venom is extremely deadly. Almost anyone who comes into contact with it will die. How could the school let students deal with them?" You have to know that the venomous leopard is a 5X level magical creature. Normally, it would take more than a hundred skilled wizards to subdue a Nangdu leopard. Compared to the venomous leopard, some species of fire dragons are not as good as them. Hearing Bruce's words, Harry lowered his head and thought to himself, Bruce really knew a lot. He could recognize the real names of magical creatures at once. It was only after Hagrid's introduction that I realized how dangerous this creature was. Maybe Bruce is the one who is truly qualified to be a warrior. As for yourself? Maybe it was just an accident. Harry sighed in his heart, then returned to the topic and continued to describe, "There is also a magical creature that looks like a snake. It is very large, has three forks on its head, and has strange words flashing on its body." "That's the runespoor." Bruce's expression turned serious. "This is also a very dangerous creature, and it is very aggressive." Despite their large size, runespoors are generally short-lived, as their three heads will attack each other when there are no enemies around. And its fangs are often fatal. "Is the school crazy?" Bruce couldn't help but comment, "Are they really going to let us deal with this?" He was fine, but what about Harry? What about students from other schools? Let them die? When Harry heard this, he couldn't help but nodded vigorously, obviously agreeing with Bruce's idea. "correct!"

It occurred to Harry that he had also seen a magical creature that would certainly interest Bruce. "There is another creature that looks like a giant bat. It is surrounded by a layer of black mist, and purple electric light flashes from time to time in the mist. "Its eyes are blood red. I feel like it can make people fall into fear just by looking at them, but I don't know what it's called." Big bat? Bruce was actually quite interested. But after thinking for a moment, he couldn't figure out what Harry was talking about. "Maybe some newly discovered magical creature?" Bruce couldn't help but speculate, "Otherwise, I would have heard of its name before." Maybe even catch one for fun. but-- Bruce always felt that there was something wrong with their speculation about the competition system. What's wrong? Bruce sat quietly on the other side, tapping his fingers on the table, his brain working at high speed. He listed in his mind the various magical creatures that Harry had described and began to analyze the situation carefully. The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was fishy. The danger of these magical creatures is self-evident, and it is almost impossible for any student to deal with them alone. This is totally inconsistent with the original intention of the school to hold the Triwizard Tournament. After all, the school will not deliberately put students in a situation where they are sure to die. Bruce was silently calculating in his mind. He thought that although the previous competitions were full of challenges, they were all tests that were within the students' abilities. If the students were really asked to fight against these powerful magical creatures this time, they would have no chance of winning at all. Moreover, the danger level of different magical creatures varies greatly. In this way, the outcome of the game may be decided at the time of the draw. Wouldn’t this be too unfair? On the other side, Harry also frowned, his heart full of worries about the upcoming game. There was uneasiness in his eyes, and he had no idea how to deal with those magical creatures. Now Harry had begun to consider some unrealistic issues. "If I die, I don't know if I can be buried with my parents." Harry thought to himself, "In that case, it's not so unacceptable." Thinking of this, he sighed again - If you can avoid death, it’s better not to die. "Hagrid also told me not to be so nervous." Harry had completely forgotten to cover up for Hagrid. He whispered, "Something to let me know more about the habits of those magical creatures, such as what they like."

He really couldn't figure out what Hagrid was hinting at. Could it be that he should find out what those magical creatures like to eat and then feed them during the competition? The main point is that if you eat them you can’t eat yourself? Harry really couldn't understand. However, at this moment, Bruce's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had caught some key information from Harry's mumbling. Know what those magical creatures like? Isn't that a weakness? In an instant, Bruce felt that he had come up with the answer. He looked up at Harry and slowly expressed his thoughts: "Harry, I think we may all be wrong. Perhaps the competition system itself does not require us to deal with these magical creatures." When Harry heard this, he looked up with some confusion, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes. No need to deal with those magical creatures? real or fake? Bruce continued, "Perhaps the first game will require us to choose one of these magical creatures and make it our partner in some way. “Finally, the contestants brought their partners to fight against each other. "This way, we can test our understanding and control of magical creatures without leaving ourselves powerless." Such speculation is obviously more reasonable. After all, Hogwarts wouldn't let its students die. Suddenly, Katum's complaint rang in Bruce's mind: "What Pokémon." This guy has been eavesdropping. However, when Bruce wanted to talk to Katum, the other party stopped talking. Once again read and not replied. On the other side, Harry's eyes lit up after hearing what Bruce said. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. "You mean, instead of fighting these dangerous magical creatures, we have to cooperate with them? This is possible. After all, the previous Triwizard Tournament also had some unexpected competition systems." If it is cooperation, then you don't have to worry about dying. Harry thought of the Runespoor serpent. It was a snake after all. He had a good relationship with snakes since he was a child and could even communicate with them. Although this ability is somewhat unique in Hogwarts, it has even caused some minor disturbances. But at this time, this may become an advantage for him. If I can just say a few more nice words, maybe the Runespoor will be moved and cooperate with me? Harry finally felt relieved and no longer mourned his possible death in his heart.

My mood instantly changed from the previous heavy worry to a much lighter one. He looked at Bruce and suggested going with Bruce to find information about those magical creatures. After all, one more person means more strength, and two people searching together might help them find more useful information. But Bruce rejected him. "Can you protect yourself, Harry?" Bruce said helplessly, "Even if we are from the same school, we will still become opponents on the field. Are you really going to be completely unreserved with me?" You should at least prepare some secret weapons that others don't know about. After hearing these words, Harry suddenly woke up from his dream. Yes! This is the truth. Information can be shared in the early stages, but once on the field, it all depends on one's own ability. After all, Harry also had a little expectation of winning in his heart, and he was unwilling to just be a runner-up. In that case, he must keep his tactics secret. "I understand Bruce, thank you for your reminder, you are such a principled person!" Harry said goodbye to Bruce, now that there was no reason to stay any longer. His figure gradually left the room, leaving Bruce sitting there alone. Bruce sat for a while, then straightened his clothes and went out. He walked in a direction, which was Professor Gale's office. I haven't seen the old man for a long time. When Bruce entered Professor Gale's office, he found him busy. The other person was sitting at the desk, holding an exquisite feather pen in his hand, writing carefully in a diary with exquisite patterns. The room was filled with a faint scent of ink, and the surrounding bookshelves were filled with various magic books. There was no trace of the previous black magician's style. Professor Gale has started writing a diary too? Bruce thought that the professor must be having a good life recently, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to record it. "You've been getting more and more outrageous lately." Professor Gale finished writing the last stroke before looking up at Bruce. He said angrily: "Now you don't even knock when you enter my office. You have no manners at all." "Because it's an emergency." Bruce deadpanned, "I was dying, so I didn't have time to knock on the door." "What do you mean dying? Isn't it just about the competition?"

Gale found it funny. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his fingers. "From your expression, I guess you have already guessed the rules of the first game, right?" "I guessed a little, but not much." Bruce pulled over a chair and sat down opposite Professor Gale. "Originally I was only 70% sure, but now after hearing what you said, my guess is probably correct." "Then why did you come to me?" Gail asked, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare? Do you think I would break the rules to help you?" "Because there is one thing I don't quite understand." Bruce got straight to the point and asked, "Professor, where did that big bat come from?" That’s right, this is the only thing he can’t figure out. Bruce had never seen any record of the strange bat that Harry mentioned. This is very problematic. Bruce was confident that if even he didn't know about the magical creatures, then the other warriors who were a few years older than him would not know about them either. This creature seemed to appear out of thin air, and its purpose of existence was to mess with the players' mentality. Instead of thinking this way, Bruce might as well believe that the appearance of the bat has other meanings. (End of this chapter)