Harry Potter: The Grand Arcanist

The wizards who can participate in the international wizard chess competition are not too bad. Without two brushes, how can they be embarrassed?

After all, the International Wizards Chess Competition also carries the word"international". Many wizards are watching, and no one wants to make a joke.

The players at the back are stronger, and most of them even know each other.

Paz can be regarded as a dark horse in this game, a dark horse that shocked everyone. He was unstoppable and defeated the opponents who stood in his way.

Finally, there was a wizard chess game against a middle-aged wizard from the United States. His name was Jason Walter.

Jason Walter's wizard chess skills are even better than Paz's, and his ability is pretty good. However, he was too conservative, perhaps because of his persistence in winning, and Jason Walter ultimately lost the game.

"If you give it a try, you may not be the loser. Unfortunately, you lost to yourself in the end."Paz finally said to Jason Walter.

He agreed very clearly that his victory was only because he took a risk, so he won, using bold tactics that Jason Walter had never thought of.

This way was very risky. , but I won in the end.

"I lost, can I ask you a question?"After the game, Jason Walter asked Paz while holding hands:"Why did you dare to take such bold risks in both games of wizard chess?"

"Victory is not that important to me. You take it too seriously." Parth said simply

"unimportant? unimportant! Jason laughed. He shook his head slightly and said,"That's not important to you, but it's important to me.""

"I know, so you lose."Paz said nonchalantly.

In the end, Dumbledore and an organizer of International Wizard Chess presented him with an award.

A golden trophy similar to the Wizard Chess King, and a bag of gold galleons.

"If you don't mind, just leave it in the school's trophy room. Hogwarts hasn't had a student win the wizarding chess tournament in nearly a century."Dumbledore winked at Paz and said with a smile."I dare say it is unprecedented."

"It is indeed unprecedented. Are they so poor that the trophies are not made of gold?"Paz weighed the trophy lightly, shook his head and said."We have to use gold anyway. What the hell is this? A pile of scrap copper and iron. What the hell is this?""

"The significance of the trophy lies more in its commemorative value."Dumbledore explained to Paz:"In fact, a long time ago, the wizard chess trophy was not made of gold. The organizer hopes that the winner will pay more attention to the collection value, rather than melting it after getting it. , so now they simply send Galleons"

"If you want it, give it to you!"Paz handed the cup to Dumbledore without hesitation, and left with the others. As for the reporters' interviews, he was frozen in place, like a stone man motionless.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lannister, Dumbledore, you really brought us an unexpected surprise. Madame Maxime looked at Paz up and down and said. The one from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was unfortunately eliminated in the third game.

The two girls looked at the youngest champion in history with the same curiosity. Perhaps no one can surpass him.

Paz was almost invincible along the way, defeating all his opponents, and no one even won in his hands.

"Is Jason strong? Daphne asked curiously,"Is the last thing you said to him true?""

"His strength is good, at least I don't think I can win the opponent for sure. However, he hesitated in the end. If he gave it a try, there should be a chance of winning. After all, my understanding of wizard chess is not as deep as his. Paz replied calmly.

However, Tibelus, who was interrupted next to Paz, was a little too happy. They were chatting about an interesting topic just now.

However, Tibelus was also young, so naturally he was not happy. He would disturb the young man's opportunity to be cool and chat with Mrs. Maxim.

Their friendship was average and could only be considered an acquaintance.

In the evening, they held a special banquet for Paz. Organized by the organizer, all chess players are invited

"Won't you go up and dance? Tibelus looked at Paz with a half-smile and said,"It's more interesting than chatting with a bad old man like me. If you don't know how to dance, I believe many girls will be willing to teach you.""

"never mind."Paz poured himself a glass of Danish beer. The taste was a bit special. It was hard to tell whether he liked it or disliked it. In the end, he chose French champagne and chatted with Tibelus about some professional topics.

Next to him, several people wanted to steal The wizards who listened to what they were talking about were a little surprised, because they could understand every word, but they couldn't understand each other when they were together.

"What's wrong?"Tiberus looked at Paz in confusion as he grabbed a beetle from his shoulder.

"Nothing, just a nasty little bug."After that, Paz stuffed the beetle into a beer bottle and sealed the cork again.

Tiberus regretted what Paz did, but he still didn't interfere. They continued to talk about the topic.

"What are they talking about?"Mrs. Maxim asked doubtfully.

"I don’t know, I was confused anyway."The girl said helplessly, he really didn't understand

"They were discussing magic."Mr. Lannister is very good at this," Dumbledore explained."

"You are joking."Furong said with some disbelief.

"No, no, Mr. Lannister is already very accomplished in this area. Ordinary wizards simply cannot compare with him."

"Dumbledore, would you mind introducing to me the wizard chess genius in your school?"The old man came over, and while greeting Dumbledore, he called his grandson Clive to come and meet Paz.

Daphne's expression was a little stiff, because it was Clive who eliminated her. Unfortunately, Clive is next One game was also eliminated.

When they passed by, they still heard the two of them talking about the curse.

After a brief greeting, Clive and the others found that they could not get into their conversation at all. Here, Dumbledore could occasionally speak a few words.

Clive's English was not very good. What frustrated him most was that even though he understood every word, he could not understand these profound curse theories. It would come from a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, completely subverting his cognition.

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