duel day at hogwarts

The supervisors are already very skilled.

He was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of black tea and sipping it, feeling quite comfortable.

Today he was ready to stay up all night. He wanted to see how prepared these three warriors could be.

However, when the preparations began, Krum was the first to finish the preparations. He just brewed a little potion, plus the previously unused reserves, and that was the end of the preparations.

The same goes for Furong, but she prepared some alchemy gadgets, but it didn't take much time.

As for Klum and Fleur, the time they had to prepare was short, so the supervisor was not that surprised. In fact, he had prepared so many things just to fight a protracted battle with Sean.

But when he looked at Sean, he found that Sean had not produced anything.

With a slight cough, the supervisor looked at Sean and asked, "Sean, haven't you started making things yet? It should take quite a while to brew potions or make alchemy items."

"Supervisor, what I prepared before is enough, so there is no need to prepare anything more this time."

"..."

The supervisor looked at the black tea in the oversized thermos cup in his hand, then at the thermos basket placed at his feet, which contained a variety of fresh fruits and food, and finally looked at the thermos under his butt.

Recliner, he was so well prepared, even mentally prepared for a protracted war, but the three of you played this trick on me, fuck me! You three colluded to fuck me, okay?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the supervisor looked at Sean and the other three, and asked very seriously and with some sincerity: "Are you really not thinking about it anymore? Is there really nothing that needs to be prepared? Just

Isn’t it a little too disrespectful to use the previous things to compete in this way and not attach too much importance to the third round?”

"Supervisor, we actually attach great importance to the third round, but what we have prepared before is indeed enough, so thank you for your relationship, we will not disturb you now, goodbye."

Looking at the three Seans leaving, the supervisor raised his hand feebly.

Don't go!

What will I do if you leave?

I have finally prepared these things, but they are still waiting for a protracted battle.

As a result, the things were not used, it didn’t even arrive for an hour, and your buttocks haven’t even been warmed up yet, so you guys left right now?

What about me???

The three people left the preparation room and went directly to the intersection of the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest.

Sean pulled out his wand and pointed it at a stone in front of him. The stone immediately turned into a table and three chairs. The three people sat down one after another, and each took out some food and drinks from the traceless items on their bodies.

It is quite pleasant to sit on a chair, enjoy the humid breeze blowing from the direction of the Black Lake, and enjoy the food and drinks on the table.

"Next week will be the last round, and this Triwizard Tournament is over. Then everyone will fight on their own, and no one should give in to anyone. I don't believe that being first once, first twice, can still be the best.

First every time!”

Looking at Furong's glance, Sean smiled and said to her: "Furong, you are quite targeted."

"The target is you!"

Krum looked at the bickering Sean and Fleur, smiled, and said: "Actually, I'm not that keen on winning the championship. I just like the feeling of participating in the competition. It is said that the third round is far more dangerous than the previous ones.

Two rounds, you two must be prepared and be careful."

Upon hearing this, Sean knew that Krum must have known something.

Fleur also noticed something. She hesitated, looked at Klum, then looked at Sean, and finally whispered: "The third round of the competition field may be disorienting, I think you should do it too

Be prepared."

"The third round may be a very large project with maze elements and some dark magic creatures."

After Sean finished speaking, the three of them told each other everything they could say. They have not yet reached the level of talking about everything, at least Sean and Klum have not reached it, if not for the second round.

At that time, the three of them had shared the experience of fighting against the enemy. It was thought that they would not even have this level of communication.

The three of them ate, drank, and chatted about interesting things about their respective schools, and then left to prepare for the final third round of the competition.

Sean returned to the common room. As soon as he walked in, he saw many Slytherin people gathered here and cheered towards him.

Brace, Andy, and Jason came over and said directly to Sean: "This is a spontaneous event for everyone. We are going to have a celebration before your game."

“Are you starting to celebrate before there’s even a game?”

"Anyway, everyone thinks you can win the championship, and we think so too. I don't think it's okay to celebrate in advance."

"Okay, let's celebrate then."

After all, it was the Slytherins' wishes, and Sean couldn't refuse.

After the celebration, it was already evening.

Sean returned to his bed, but all kinds of chaotic memories kept flowing in his mind. Sean was still coping with the previous celebration at first, but later, with the wine that Brace and the others secretly brought in, the atmosphere changed.

He became more and more active, and Sean, who had drunk a lot, slowly let go, and finally participated completely and wholeheartedly. This was a rare, even the only time, after arriving at Hogwarts, he completely

Put down the research, put down the study, and participate in the play.

Perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, although Sean has returned to the quiet bedroom, his brain is still in chaos, with countless memories and knowledge learned in the past constantly churning in his mind.

Slowly, Sean gradually felt something was wrong. It was at this time that a wisp of white mist appeared among Sean's twin children. At this moment, Sean suddenly entered a state of spiritual vision!

This time, Sean doesn't look at the future from anyone else's perspective, his perspective is his own!

Past, present, Future!

Pictures from different time periods appeared in Sean's mind.

He saw himself in his past life, he also saw himself as Sean now, and he also saw countless possibilities for his future.

In the end, all these chaotic memories came together and were sorted into Sean's mind. At the same time, a white halo appeared in Sean's silver-gray twins.

The Bosted family's spiritual vision ability has officially awakened!

Slowly sitting up, Sean looked down at his hands, a look of surprise on his face.

"This is what grandfather said. Can you see Aoyu's eyes?"