After three days of the Potion Tournament, it was overshadowed by the upcoming Wizard Duel Competition. The weather on the day of the duel was as bright as the mood of the wizards who came to watch the competition. Even the scorching sun of the Mediterranean Sea could not dampen the enthusiasm of the wizards. The crowd surged into the duel arena like a tidal wave.
The wizards who were waiting for their tickets in front of the seven ticketing gates were having a hard time even moving. The ticketing staff was so busy that they were sweating profusely even though they were in a greenhouse. The audience who were let in felt relieved. They were separated and seated according to their area and number.
For the adepts who had come to watch the duel, this place seemed to be a stage for them to showcase their country's national characteristics. They wore their country's unique clothing and brought along iconic buildings. Some of the male adepts even put the national flower of their country on top of their heads. The duel arena was extremely noisy. You could hear hundreds and thousands of people walking around, shouting, laughing, and even singing.
The contestants in the duel arena were assigned to a few waiting rooms around the arena. Ian leaned against the window and looked up at the audience through the window. He had never seen such a scene before. The fanatical excitement was contagious. Ian scanned through his panoramic telescope and saw that every face seemed to be filled with joy.
It wasn't until there was an even more obvious commotion on the left side of the stands that Ian retracted his gaze from the audience. He turned his head and aimed his panoramic binoculars at the highest point, which had the most obvious blue and bronze color scheme in the entire venue — the Harris box.
The American Aura's gaze swept across Harris and recognized that the middle-aged wizard in the middle was Owen Harris. The young wizard in the British Aura's uniform was Albert.
Looking at the other witches, other than Hermione Granger and Prideful Penelope Cleavat, Ian could easily recognize that the strange witch wearing the hat was Luna Lovegood. Seeing the smile on her face, Ian couldn't help but blame himself. But at least he was glad that Alan's mother and sister didn't come with them. He hoped that the pain of not witnessing the death of his loved ones would be less painful than it was for them to die ….
But in reality, Ian saw Daisy in her blue magic robe. He knew that she was Harris's eldest daughter, who was close to Allen. Her hairstyle was similar to Jessica's. Ian sighed and wished that she did not come … What he was going to do this time was too cruel for Harris. His heart was so heavy that he almost could not breathe …
Suddenly, a thunderous voice resounded through the packed stadium. The host's voice reverberated above their heads and resounded to every corner of the stands.
Before the duel officially began, the representative of the Greek organizers, the former Minister of the Ministry of Magic, Stefanos Miltsakakis, announced a topic that had nothing to do with the duel itself. Harris would help Greece build a floating city after the duel …
For a moment, the arena was filled with enthusiastic cheers and applause. In fact, this was not originally planned. However, after some discussion, the Greek Ministry of Magic felt that Allen's promise to help build a floating city was not reassuring, so they decided to announce it in public. Secondly, they wanted to raise the morale of their own wizards. Thirdly, they wanted to show off to the rest of the world that their country was the first to have a floating city.
Under such circumstances, Ian was annoyed by the official greeting. He looked away from the window impatiently and began to observe the wizards in the waiting room. Ian was assigned to room number seven due to the large number of contestants. His target, Allen Harris, was in room number three.
For the sake of confidentiality, Ian did not know who was on the same team as him to assassinate Allen. He only speculated that once there was a signal, they would attack Allen together. He estimated that there was no one in the waiting room that Allen was in. The other party's reputation as a master of telekinesis was already well known.
Ian observed for a while and gave up on trying to determine who was on the same team as him. With Allen's strength and fame, everyone would pay more attention to him and his waiting room. Whether they were doing it out of malice or just looking at their idol, Ian could not tell.
Stefanos' speech was coming to an end, and the audience's enthusiastic cheers seemed to have overturned the whole arena.
As an Aura, Ian noticed something strange. He stood up straight and pretended to be casual as he walked past a foreign contestant with a feather on his head. Ian could feel the aura of black magic from the foreign contestant. He even noticed that the Italian wizard in long leather boots was drinking from a wine flask that he brought with him. Judging from the smell of overcooked cabbage, Ian was sure that it was a compound decoction.
The most suspicious thing that puzzled Ian the most was that these suspects were not looking at Allen's room number three through the window. Instead, they were looking at Allen's family and friends in Harris' room.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to the first contestant's room. I would like to introduce … Francisco Franco Barmond from Spain! The Magical Domain he is best at is Transfiguration … "
A ginger-yellow bull-like figure dashed onto the stage and turned into a ginger-yellow sorcerer in a Muggle-style military robe. Although he didn't look young anymore, he stood in the center of the stage with his head held high, full of vitality.
"The second contestant is from the second contestant's room … Dimitar Draganov! He won the championship in the All-Bulgarian Tournament a few years ago and represented his country. It's also worth mentioning that, similar to Mr. Allen Harris, he was selected for the Bulgarian Quidditch National Team last year. However, he played the role of a batter who could make full use of his accuracy! "
A wizard riding on a flaming crossbow flew quickly to the center of the stage. His sparse beard perfectly complemented the shape of his lips. Such a perfunctory beard and short hair gave off a healthy and sunny vibe. The handsome wizard not only won the enthusiastic applause of the Bulgarian wizards, but also the screams of many witches.
Some of the wizards in the audience complained about the random use of props in this year's tournament. They thought that the tournament had turned into a Quidditch tournament or a competition of the players' wealth. Of course, some thought that this was a smart move because Allen Harris could fly.
"Next up is Mustapha from South Africa … Please forgive me for not reading his full name, otherwise we would have to start at least fifteen minutes later … In short, he is the most legendary young wizard in Africa. As the son of a tailor, he is very courageous and very good at dealing with magical animals … For this reason, he was taught by the master of hand spellcasting, Jacques Wamutumbo."
Mustapha's headdress was very unique. The long feather on it looked like a lion's tail. He stood in the middle of the stage and grinned, revealing his shockingly white teeth. He waved at the audience. Suddenly, three huge light gray warthogs appeared beside him.
Soon, wizards who were good at magical animals in the audience recognized the identity of these warthogs. They were Tebo warthogs, a Class IV dangerous creature. They could be found in Congo and Zaire in Africa. They were very dangerous because they could turn invisible, making it impossible for people to catch them or avoid them. The skin of a Tebo warthog was very strong, so it was often used by wizards to make shields and protective clothing.
Many people gasped. If these three warthogs were allowed to run around the stage, they would not need to attack. Many people would either be knocked away or have their stomachs ripped open by their fangs.
…
The number of people in the waiting room continued to decrease. Ian, who had been suspicious just now, decided to seize the opportunity. He stood in the shadows in the corner of the waiting room and carefully observed the surroundings. He also paid attention to the contestants in the room who he thought were suspicious.
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