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"Tonight is a long experience."

Albert came out of the bathroom with a dry towel on his head. He just sat at the table and was about to use the double-sided mirror to chat with Isabel.

The door of the room was knocked.

"Something?"

Albert hurriedly wiped the water from his head with a towel, and when he opened the door, he found that the bar owner Diana and her daughter Yanila were standing in the corridor outside.

"This is the list."

Diana smiled and handed a piece of paper to Albert, reminding: "The game will start at around ten tomorrow. You can choose a magic from the list and show it in front of the referee."

Albert took the paper and scanned the contents above his eyes, his eyes fell on the stack of paper in Diana's hand again, and he quickly guessed what was going on.

Tomorrow the game will begin. All contestants need to show magic in front of the referees. They must prepare in advance to avoid accidents when they are not touched at that time.

As for Yanila's curious look, he was directly ignored by Albert.

"thank you, I know now."

After chatting with Diana for a few moments, Albert closed the door again. When he was about to return to the table, the voice of mother and daughter came from outside the corridor.

"Mom, you are right, that Mr. Anderson is indeed a very special person. However, he seems to know what you want to do, and is somewhat disgusted." Yanila's voice was very soft, and Albert could barely hear her.

"Don't be silly, my daughter." Diana looked at Yanila's beautiful face and said softly, "You are so beautiful, and you are still a big singer, who can refuse you?"

"You didn't mean that he already has a girlfriend." Yanila frowned and said, obviously disagreeing with Diana's proposal.

"So what?" Diana disagrees. "How many couples broke up after graduation.

Yanila was speechless for a while.

Well, although that Mr. Anderson is indeed the type she likes, but... Yanila can't talk about liking each other, at best, she has a good impression.

On the contrary, I dislike what my mother asked her to do.

Temptation, chase a man?

It's not that no one wants her Yanila, so why bother to do this?

Since taking the road of singers, Yanila has no shortage of suitors in school.

And, who can guarantee that that guy will win the Gold Medal for the excellent spelling technique of Banabs Finkley?

Anyway, Yanila was disgusted with this incident.

However, all the men in their family are looking for gold medal winners. It is for this reason that Yanila hasn't looked for a boyfriend yet.

"You should believe my vision, I am very accurate in seeing people." Diana was confident in her vision, and from the brief conversation between Bud and Albert, it is not difficult to see Albert's extraordinary. It's not just the guidance of the seniors to the juniors and the teachers to the students. The conversation between the two of them is more equal and casual, just like good friends.

Yanila curled her lips, but did not try to refute Diana's words. Her mother was really good in this regard.

"You should pray for him to win the gold medal." Diana did not continue to talk nonsense, "Forget it, I will take you to meet other players. However, I am sure there is no Mr. Anderson suitable."

As soon as the two left, Albert's door was reopened by a gap, and then closed again.

Albert, who was originally sitting at the table, pinched a round stone with his fingers, stretched out his hand to take off the earphones, his expression on his face was very strange.

He probably figured out what was going on.

"I didn't expect this kind of ridiculous and weird thing to be able to meet me?"

Albert couldn't help but shook his head, shook off the distracting thoughts in his head, and started to contact Isabel using the double-sided mirror, and read the piece of paper he had just received by the way.

Thirty different schemes are listed on the paper. The difficulty is not too high. Contestants only need to choose one of them and show it in front of the referee.

In fact, this can be regarded as a kind of persuasion.

If the contestants can't even do this well, they should give up participating in the competition in advance, so as not to make a fool of tomorrow in full view.

After all, the vast majority of wizards with excellent spelling skills are not too low in magic skills. This is one of the reasons why the Barnabus Finkley Award for Outstanding Casting Techniques has a high gold content.

Many wizards who won gold medals eventually became celebrities.

To some extent, the Diana family's method of selecting people is actually correct, and the person who is selected using this method must be a genius.

On the other side of the double-sided mirror, Katrina is talking to Isobel about the work she plans to do in the future and the subjects she should take after she reaches the sixth grade.

It should have been Mrs. McDoug's responsibility to advise Katrina, but she was too busy, so Isobel had to help.

"Did you hear any sound just now, as if someone was calling you?" The expression on Katrina's face was a bit weird. She seemed to hear Albert's call from the room just now.

"Someone is calling me?" Isabel asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's Albert. I heard his voice just now. He seems to be calling you." Katrina made a hissing motion, "Did you hear it? That voice appeared again."

"Is there?" Isabel stared at Katrina and couldn't help but teased, "Did you miss him so much that you got it wrong."

"It's not interesting at all." Katrina stood and looked for the source of the sound.

"Well, I'm not teasing you, the sound actually came from the double-sided mirror." Isabel pointed to the double-sided mirror on the table, and explained to Katrina with a smile: "We have always passed through Keep in touch with the double-sided mirror."

Katrina picked up the double-sided mirror clasped on the table and looked at the strange acquaintance in the mirror.

"Where is Isabel?"

Albert recognized the girl in the mirror who looked a bit like Isobel at a glance.

"Beside me." Katrina put the double-sided mirror back on the table and walked away altogether. She didn't want to watch the two show their affection, so she left them the next time.

"It looks like I interrupted your chat just now." Albert said apologetically.

"I just talked to Katrina about the sixth grade study." Isabel pulled the chair away and sat at the desk. "However, she seems to be going to take the same courses as you, only choosing math divination and ancient magic writing."

"It's with us. Besides, the other courses are useless." Albert said without shy. "By the way, I used the International Floo Network to arrive in Spain today. You should have come with me. The food here is good, and I have encountered some interesting things."

Albert and Isabel talked about what happened in Spain, but did not mention Yanila.

I simply mentioned that I met a singer here who sang very well, and said that I would bring her a gift when I returned.

Yes, Yanila is a good singer in Albert's eyes.

Time flew by between the two casually chatting, and the last two even went to bed to continue talking. When talking about the Christmas ball, Isobel was a little silent.

Albert once told her that if he is elected to the Triwizard Tournament, he hopes to invite Katrina as his dance partner at the Christmas ball.

Then, replace the sisters and let Isabel come to accompany him to dance the first dance. Sister McDouger looks alike in the first place. After dressing up, it is estimated that no one will recognize it. Even if they recognize it, they just don't have to accept them.

Isabel never doubted Albert's ability, nor did he doubt that he could not become a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament.

However, Albert's proposal made her hesitate. Although Isobel wanted to dance with Albert, she felt it was unfair to her sister.

In this regard, Albert didn't know what to say, he almost forgot, Isobel was still a sister, and he was really too good to say to his sister Katrina.

In this regard, Albert did not refute. This matter is still more than half a year away, and a solution to the problem will always be found at that time.

As the night darkened, the bar gradually fell into silence. However, many people are destined to suffer from insomnia tonight.

When he woke up the next morning, Albert was in good spirits. When he got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast, he found that the atmosphere in the bar was very depressing.

The lively atmosphere of last night was completely gone. Everyone seemed to suffer from anorexia at the same time and had no appetite for the food in front of them.

Albert suddenly had the illusion of preparing for the college entrance examination in his previous life, but the atmosphere here does not affect his appetite at all.

"It seems that you had a good rest last night."

When Bud went downstairs, he found that Albert, who had just wiped out a toast sandwich, was eating a "stick" similar to fried dough sticks with hot chocolate.

"good."

After eating "You Tiao", Albert commented: "The breakfast here is a bit too sweet, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"I think so too." Bud ordered himself a toast sandwich and a glass of hot milk. He looked up the entire bar and said with a smile, "Most of the contestants don't have a good appetite like you."

Yes!

The other contestants have serious anxiety disorders, and obviously they can't compare with the guys with rich experience and strong mentality like Albert.

"You are so calm!"

Rodrice emerged from nowhere, sat down on the seat next to Bud and looked at Albert. He was surprised that Albert showed his calmness, which was not like the composure and calmness that a minor wizard should have.

"If you have experienced a lot, you won't be nervous." Albert didn't lie, his current mental quality is really tempered.

After all, he has killed people, battled basilisks, faced werewolves, and participated in two large-scale competitions. Naturally, he was calmer than most contestants.

"Are you the referee?" Bud cast a searching look at his old buddy.

"No, I'm just an uninvited audience." Rodris said, shaking his head.

"Is Mr. Dumbledore in the jury?" Albert asked suddenly. He was really afraid that Dumbledore would suddenly come out, and he could see something in his spell-casting technique.

It should have been fortune-telling first last night, it's a miscalculation!

"No, there have always been five people." Rodris said: "The referees of Barnabus Finkley's excellent spelling methods are professionals. In fact, most international competitions are usually referred to by professionals. In order to maintain the fairness and justice of the game."

To be honest, Albert is not cold to so-called professionals, and even scorns the so-called fairness.

"Hypocrisy, you are embarrassed to say this kind of nonsense." Bud curled his lips disdainfully and said: "What the **** are most of the international games, don't tell me you don't know?"

"At least, Barnabus Finkley's excellent spell-casting game is relatively fair." Rodris shrugged. "You should be aware of this."

At this moment, the bar suddenly became quiet.

Albert turned his head and looked at the stairway of the bar, and saw five elderly wizards coming down from the stairs, and the bar owner Diana respectfully accompanied them.

"Those should be the referees!" Albert looked at the old people, three men and two women, and they were all very old. Albert suspected that they were older than Dumbledore.

The atmosphere in the bar became more depressing. Even Bud and Rodrice were not arguing. They briefly introduced Albert to the five old people, and also mentioned how they should show their magic in the future.

A simple and effective suggestion: do miracles vigorously.

Adhering to the principle that wizards with excellent spellcasting skills will not be too low in magic skills, contestants should show their magic as much as possible, as long as they are not too lame and make serious mistakes, they don't have to worry about being eliminated in the first round of screening. .

When the time came to 9:30, the waiters in the bar began to tidy up and make room for the next game.

The stage used for the concert last night became a stage for contestants to perform. The contestants who are about to participate in the competition need to line up in groups according to the number plates assigned yesterday, and show their magic on the stage one by one.

Albert's number plate is No. 17, which is the last few of the first teams.

He looked at his front and back carefully, and the man in front of Albert was a man who was not much older than him. His face was slightly pale, and he had been wiping the sweat from his palms with a handkerchief, and he seemed nervous.

Behind Albert was a mature wizard who was about 27 or 8 years old. He seemed to be much more calm. When Albert turned his head, he happened to look at each other's line of sight, and the man seemed surprised. Albert's youth and calmness.

"You also came for Miss Yanila?" The wizard spoke fluent French.

"Miss Yanila?" Albert asked in French.

"you do not know?"

"Know what?" Albert asked rhetorically. UU reading www.uukananshu.com

The wizard looked confused, "Aren't you a student of Busbarton? How come you don't know Miss Yanila."

"No, I am a student at Hogwarts." Albert corrected.

The wizard suddenly stopped speaking, as if not intending to reveal the news to Albert.

Of course Albert saw this guy's thoughts, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

It seemed that someone else knew about Yanila's family, and she was really unlucky.

At the time Albert was chatting with others, the game had already begun.

With the help of Diana and a pair of young men and women, the contestants began to show their magic on the stage in an orderly manner.

Contestant No. 1 is a man in his thirties. He waved his magic wand in a way that he considered graceful and conjured a large swath of flowers out of thin air.