HP Shavings Wizard

Chapter 342 Maze

Chapter 342 Maze

Away from the audience seats, Professor Slughorn remembered to say a few words of concern to her, and secretly revealed several dangerous monsters released into the maze for this competition that the old professor had learned through his own connections.

That's very thoughtful.

Professor Slughorn is very open-hearted when it comes to promising young people he likes, and will really use his connections to help when they are in trouble.

Alison thanked him politely, even though she didn't really need to - after all, the rules of the competition had been changed so that monsters could be killed because of her brutality - but she was glad that her dean had such a thought.

"It's a pity that the professors on patrol can't watch the game - maybe I can ask later if anyone is willing to share their memories with me - good luck in the game! Try your best to bring back the Triwizard Cup for Hogwarts, and let them take a good look at our warriors from Slytherin! Albus will definitely be proud of you!"

The short and fat old professor watched Alison walk into the maze gently, and waved goodbye to her with a smile.

As soon as Alison entered the hedge maze, she felt something was wrong.

Or rather, it's a familiar feeling.

It was similar to the effect of depriving vision of the curse Dark Microvision that she could use. The surroundings became dim, and she could not see farther and could not hear any sound.

But this is not of much use.

After all, Allison has her own cheat code map.

What? You want to report her for cheating?

Do you understand what it means that if it is not closed, it is open?

Every dead end in the maze and the monsters inside are clearly displayed in the perspective hook.

And Alison chose...

Kill your way through the dead ends one by one!

Don't waste any monster!

The purpose of cheating is to allow her to accurately find dead ends with monsters and plan the best route.

However, perhaps because they knew Alison's character, the mazes nearby were filled with monsters of little value.

For example, monsters like mountain giants, chicken-bodied snake-tailed monsters, horned camels, red hats, and soft-clawed land shrimps.

Either the economic value lies in the dead body, or simply the common dangerous monsters captured by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Most of them are 4X level, which is guaranteed to be a satisfying appetizer.

——If the devil is really angered, it is possible that she will turn into a violent demolition machine and forcibly demolish the maze.

……

Everything went smoothly for Alison, but since she was hesitant, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were a little upset.

Although they entered through different entrances, they both had accurate ways of finding people. They walked towards each other, intending to leisurely go through this fun game together.

The process of finding people went relatively smoothly. The few small monsters and traps in the early stages were not a big problem.

When Grindelwald found Dumbledore, the old headmaster was still looking at a beautiful ball of shimmering golden mist, and commented with a smile that the Golden Mist Charm was well used.

Hearing the familiar footsteps behind him, Dumbledore knew it was Grindelwald without turning around.

When he smiled and turned his head, the golden mist blocking his way automatically melted away.

Grindelwald knew that it shouldn't be so slow for him to break a golden mist spell, so he teased, "Are you actually admiring the trap that someone else set for you?"

Dumbledore did not deny it, his brows curved, full of the ease of a top wizard.

"Yes, although it's not very clever, and even if you get caught it's easy to get out, but you can see that it took a lot of thought. For such a large maze, the traps are almost never the same, and once they are unlocked, it's considered a new path..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but use a bit of the professor's evaluation of the younger generation's achievements.

Grindelwald was noncommittal: "It's just a trick."

Then, the old devil who despised the competition received his retribution in this life.

He met love around the corner...

Well, not love, but a fanged geranium that wanted to take a bite out of his thigh.

Maybe some old man planted it and placed it at the corner of the wall. The red flower, like a fang, quietly hid behind the wall. When it sensed someone, the flower stem would bounce off...

Fortunately, Grindelwald reacted quickly and burned it with a wave of his wand.

"..."

This sudden attack made the originally leisurely old devil perk up.

Dumbledore's smile grew even wider, and he finally gloated over some inside information that Grindelwald had not cared about before.

"I forgot to tell you, Gale. When the Ministry of Magic was setting up the venue, I asked Pomona for some support. I guess there are a lot of strange herbs behind it..."

Grindelwald's face twisted and he stared at the road ahead with gloomy eyes.

For some reason, the first thing that came to the old devil's mind was the biting cabbage, poisonous tentacles, and mandrakes that the naughty child Alison had planted all over Grindelwald Manor...

From that day on, he could no longer stand those aggressive herbs.

The garden that was destroyed, the portraits of ancestors hanging on the wall, the naughty child riding a purple-horned beast...

It's almost causing psychological trauma.

damn it.

He gritted his teeth viciously, suppressed his anger and depression, and pulled Dumbledore forward.

They have a lot of medicinal herbs here.

There aren't many monsters.

Grindelwald even saw poisonous tentacles and biting cabbage that made him look pale - he seriously suspected that Alison had colluded with the competition organizers to play a prank on him with her own agenda.

……

His gaze turned to Furong.

Well, neither good nor bad.

Most of the monsters she encountered were of low danger level, only about level 3X, with a few being level 4X monsters or some small traps.

But that doesn’t mean it’s easy.

Some 3X-level gadgets are actually quite difficult to deal with.

For example, a Boggart needs a special "funny funny" spell to drive it away, and you also need to first identify that it is a Boggart, not a disturbing monster it conjured up...

And the Cornish pixies…

A host of Cornish elves, with shrill, smirking voices, pounced upon Fleur, trying to pull her hair, grab her wand, and hang her by the collar against the wall.

Furong obviously didn't expect to encounter this and was a little flustered for a moment.

During this month, she and Madame Maxime practiced all kinds of targeted spells to deal with various possible powerful monsters.

To deal with a powerful monster, you can naturally use single-target attacks, or targeted spells, or at worst, a way to get rid of it...

Level 3X, gregarious, agile Cornish pixie!

This one really didn't hit the mark, she hadn't practiced her group attack magic strong enough to instantly capture and control all the Cornwall elves!

Help! It would be so embarrassing if she lost her composure due to being tossed around by a group of 3X level Pokémons! Gabrielle was still watching her competition!

She dodged in a panic, with several strands of hair pulled out. She drew her wand and used an advanced area skill that she had learned in that "God-given land" before.

"Ice spikes!"

An ice spike froze the five green-skinned elves that rushed up, and then exploded instantly. The area-of-effect cold damage directly took away a group of surrounding elves in one wave.

The French witch held her chin high as she walked on the frozen remains of her shattered enemies.