Chapter 192: Passionate French people

Unconsciously, the match time has passed for an hour.
The enthusiasm of the audience is always undiminished. When they occasionally see a warrior appearing in everyone's sight, a burst of cheering will erupt.
The top three hegemony tournament has been a friendly tournament that promotes exchanges between the three schools since ancient times. It can be said that everyone is looking forward to the victory of the warriors in their school, but in the end, the entire competition process is also one of the most grand campus entertainment projects.
It is believed that no matter who wins the championship, students from all schools will send their heartiest congratulations.
Dumbledore was also watching the changes in the maze intently, with a faint smile on his face, but the pale blue eyes hidden behind the half-moon lens flashed the light of wisdom.
He seemed to be waiting for something ...
At this moment, Dumbledore moved his gaze to a certain part of the maze-that was an area covered by mist, and no one else could see what was there, but Dumbledore did not seem to be protected from that mist. Impact.
He looked so fascinated as if something was catching his attention—he wasn't looking at anyone else, it was Maca who had just separated from the succubus.
It can be felt that since he entered this mist-covered area, the sneak attacks of doom thorns have become much more frequent.
It's nothing to Maca, but it's different to others.
When Maca continued to reach a certain level, the darkness around him seemed to be devouring all light, and even the effect of the glowing spell of the wand was suppressed to illuminate only the range of the small film on Monday.
He had to increase the magic output, which allowed the light to expand to a relatively normal level.
From this point of view, it's not just as simple as "black" here, but something is constantly absorbing light. That seems to be--
"Is it the mist that is consuming the light?" Maca looked up, but only saw the darkness.
He shook his head slightly, and when he was going to move forward, another scream sounded.
This time the call was close, as if it sounded in his ear. At the same time, he noticed that the surrounding thorn wall suddenly trembled violently, and the tentacles kept squirming through the wall, as if there were some big movements.
Before long, a hairy growl completely covered the girl's scream.
"Where?" Maca turned her head and listened carefully, then suddenly turned her head to look at her right back, "This time it should be Furong himself ..."
Just as he was hesitating to take a look, the third voice got into Maca's ears in that continuous roar.
"Here! Run away—"
"No, I can not--"
If Maca heard it right, Hermione should be the master of the previous voice.
He looked around and shook his head.
"Let's go straight!" He muttered softly, raising his wand at the ground where the thorn hedge was rooted.
"Broken body-maximize!" "Boom!"
To say that the magic plant of doom thorns, one of their major characteristics is that their defense is quite amazing. They are fire-resistant, explosion-proof, weapon-resistant, and magic-resistant, and most wizards can't even take them.
It can be said that Dumbledore used them as the walls of the maze precisely because of this.
However, no matter how powerful the defense is, it has its limits. If something doesn't blow up, it must be that your explosive power is not strong enough!
Maca's curse does not work well for those black monsters made by Voldemort, but it does not mean that his curse is not as powerful-just look at this extreme crushing curse, a terrible explosion even outside the audience We all looked at it clearly.
Even the nearby fog was blown away a lot by the explosion, and the sun faintly penetrated a little to illuminate the area.
Maca waved her wand at will, and tossed a large number of pieces of debris floating in front of him, his figure suddenly appeared.
"Troll?"
Behind the hedge of thorns, there was a lot of open space. When Maca waved the dust of the sky, he saw at first glance the monster that was trying to get up from the ground.
It was probably because it stood too close to this side and was affected by the explosion just now.
"That's pretty destined ..." Maca immediately remembered Hermione's voice.
He didn't care too much about the giant monster in front of him, and glanced at it behind him, and immediately found out that there were three other giant monsters lingering stupidly in the open space.
And right in the middle of the clearing, there was a three-foot-high platform on which four stone pillars stood. The magical light was constantly flashing on the stone pillars, and a layer of magic film enveloped the entire platform.
Just inside, a petite figure sitting on the ground can be seen faintly.
Hermione and Furong are not here. It seems that they are likely to leave because they cannot take the four monsters for the time being.
"Is Furong's sister in it?" Maca glanced carefully. "... What's her name? Plus ... Gabrielle?"
Since Hermione was no longer here, he didn't need to do anything. His goal is not Furong's sister, even if rescued is of little significance.
Seeing that the monster had already climbed up, now he was striding towards him, and he flung out a firelight, tripping that monster again easily.
Just as he wanted to turn and leave, a sound of footsteps from near and far came suddenly from a channel opposite.
"Don't do this! The explosion just now is dangerous. You have to think about it first--your sister should be safe in there!"
Hermione's shout came faintly, and then a blue figure rushed out of the passage.
"Gabri--"
Suddenly running out is Fleur Delacour of Boothbatten.
Her figure was still graceful and charming, and her bright silver long hair was tied into a bunch of pony tails, and she fluttered left and right as she ran.
The violent running kept her chest undulating, but she didn't mean to stop--even if there were giant monsters, she only had her own baby sister in her eyes.
However, monsters don't care if you are beautiful or not, in their eyes, all living things are food.
Two monsters noticed at the same time that this piece of meat had just run away and was now delivered to the mouth again. They growled again and again, and raised the stick in their hands to block away from Furong.
"... Maca?"
Hermione followed closely and ran out of the passage, and at a glance she saw Maca standing at the gap in the thorn hedge. But before her mood continued to change, her attention was drawn to Furong's exclamation again.
She avoided the smash of the first monster, and blocked the second monster with the obstacle spell. She walked quickly between the two monsters and came to the trapped plus. Brie's platform.
However, the magical barrier is not so easy to break. After several spells were invalidated, Furong found that she was surrounded by three monsters at the same time!
In the face of the continuous smashing of the monsters, Furong was immediately disappointed, and even had no chance to fight back. In her hastily dodging, a swipe of a monster was rubbed across her head, and even the hair ribbon was broken.
The long silver hair pours down like a waterfall. The silver hair that made her proud at the moment covered her eyes in a critical moment.
"Maca, help—"
Without Hermione's reminder, the three red lights flashed one after another and landed on the monster's small poor head with great precision. With a loud crash, Maca's fourth red light fell on the head of the monster in front of him.
Once upon a time, a juvenile who had to grit his teeth and use his full strength to deal with a giant monster can now easily defeat four in an instant. What makes such a gap, apart from extraordinary talents, the hard work in peace days is inseparable.
"Thanks ... thank you ..."
Furong was helped by Hermione, she nodded gratefully to Maca, and then couldn't wait to look back.
There, her sister was trapped in the middle of the four stone pillars. But this seemingly close distance, but because of that layer of magical barrier, it looks like heaven.
"Can you help me rescue my sister?" Furong suddenly turned around, begging authenticly.
Maca frowned-although he did not intend to become the champion of the top three, he was not obliged to help others complete the task.
Aside, Hermione, who was helping her, also showed a little discomfort. Obviously, she was also dissatisfied with this cheating behavior.
In particular, this stinky girl from France dare to show sympathy to Maca for this sympathetic expression!
"No, you have misunderstood ... I have lost, and I am willing to abstain, but if I was taken out of the maze like this, Gabri would have to stay here until the end of the game ..." Furong anxiously said, "I Can't leave my sister in such a dangerous place— "
"But you see, it's safe here." Hermione nodded, pointing to the magic barrier again ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But— "Furong pursed her lips and headed to Macana again. Looking over.
Maca thought for a while, then shrugged, "Okay, I'll take a look for you."
It was not difficult to lift the magic barrier. Maca checked it from side to side and found that it was just an institution. The correct way to pass this level should be to lure the monsters to attack the stone pillars-that is, the stone pillars can be destroyed as long as they are hit hard enough.
He waved his wand to float a giant stick that fell to the ground, and then crashed into one of the stone pillars. Just a few moments, a few obvious cracks appeared on the stone pillars.
After several consecutive collisions, as the pillars shattered, the magic barrier flickered a few times, and soon disappeared completely.
"thank you!"
Fleur hugged Maca in excitement and kissed his cheek without thinking.
"Ah ... the French people are really passionate ..."