When Allen saw Hibiscus Chinensis's expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
Hibiscus Chinensis rubbed her bloated belly and raised her eyebrows. "Try it. This level is really difficult. I hope you didn't eat too much for lunch."
Allen shrugged and walked towards a blue table. As he approached, a blue cake appeared on the table.
Hibiscus Chinensis didn't leave. On the one hand, she needed to give herself some time to recover. On the other hand, she was very curious about how Allen, who seemed to have nothing that could stop him, would pass this level. Would he be as embarrassed as she was?
"If I'm wrong, I'll ask my future sister-in-law to help me eat this big cake. It seems that you have a good appetite," Allen joked.
"I'll pass. Good luck." Hibiscus quickly refused. She clutched her lower abdomen as she turned around and walked towards the Frost Barrier. Her posture made her look like she was running away.
"Hibiscus Chinensis," Allen called out to her. Hibiscus Chinensis turned to look at him in surprise. "Harry is going in the same direction as you," Allen reminded her.
Allen stood in front of the blue table. A rabbit head doll holding a gem explained the rules in a childish voice. "How do you divide a cake equally among eight people and leave one piece in the cake box? You only have three chances. Every time you make a mistake, you have to eat all the cake before a new one appears. Good luck. "
The audience outside the arena witnessed how Hibiscus Chinensis went crazy and how she ate the cake with a painful expression. When they saw Allen, everyone had different reactions. Some people couldn't help but look forward to seeing Allen's embarrassed look. Just like how people liked to see some celebrities make a fool of themselves, there were always people who took pleasure in other people's misfortune.
Of course, more people were thinking about themselves. If they were Allen, how would they solve such a problem? It was really a headache. How to divide the cake equally among eight people and leave one piece in the cake box? That was simply impossible.
Gan Pu's Fundamental Law of Transformation stated that food could not be conjured out of thin air. There was no solution to this.
"This question is actually much easier than Hibiscus Chinensis Dracul's. Allen is really lucky." Professor Snape sat in the audience seat with his arms crossed. His eyes were glued to the screen as a sentence popped out from the corner of his mouth.
Ron, who was sitting near him, heard every single word. He thought of the logic problem that the old bat Snape had posed in the first grade. Looking at Snape's expression, he knew that Snape must have thought of a solution.
Ron looked at the screen, wondering if there was a solution, but he couldn't find a clue no matter how hard he scratched his head. At this time, Ron was no longer envious of the glory of the Warriors. He was extremely glad that he wasn't a Warrior. Even if he didn't have the glory, at least he wouldn't have to make a fool of himself in public. Thinking of this, he looked at the screen again with a gloating look.
Allen, who was in the room, paused for a moment. He calmly raised the magic wand in his hand and quickly waved it at the cake.
The cake was evenly divided into eight pieces.
"Haha, looks like he's going to eat the cake." Ron sneered.
Allen calmly placed pieces of cake in the hands of the little people sitting around the table. When there was only one piece left, Allen held the cake and the box in the hands of the last little person.
The wizards in the auditorium suddenly realized that this was not a mathematical problem, but a problem to test the wizard's thinking.
From the hands of the last little person, a wizard gem slowly rose from the cake and flew into Allen's hands.
At this time, in the room with the stone monster that Allen first entered, Harry was facing the stone monster's test. For Harry, he could have followed in Allen's footsteps and stayed with him. Harry could imagine that there would be no problem for Allen, but Harry didn't want to rely on Allen's strength to pass the test.
When the stone monster rushed toward Harry's head, the brave Gryffindor couldn't help but "tear apart" the monster's head. However, to his disappointment, a part of the stone monster's head was shattered, but the scattered stones soon flew back, and the stone monster returned to its original state.
Of course, even if the stone monster's mouth covered Harry's small head, it didn't hurt Harry at all.
It gave Harry a question to answer: I can make you cry, and I can also bring people back to life. I was born in an instant, and I will stay in eternity.
Harry looked at it, tongue-tied.
"Can you read it again … a little slower?" he asked tentatively.
The stone behemoth winked at him slyly, smiled, and recited the poem again at an even faster speed.
Harry searched his mind, and tears filled his eyes. Bring people back to life … He suddenly thought of the Magic Stone, but the Magic Stone could only make people live longer, but it couldn't bring people back to life …
He suddenly thought of the Eris Magic Mirror he saw when he was in the first grade, and his father, mother, and family smiled at him in the mirror.
"Born in an instant, and I will stay in eternity," Harry blinked, blinking away the tears in his eyes, and answered, "It's memory."
As Harry's voice fell, the stone statue shrank back into the wall, and a red gem protruded from its mouth. Harry hurriedly ran over to pick up the gem, and held it tightly in his hand.
In the auditorium, the audience spontaneously applauded. Even though they knew that the contestants couldn't hear it, it didn't stop them from expressing their admiration — Allen Harris had passed the challenge at an unimaginable speed.
In the room where Allen had just completed the level, there were six doors, connected to six small rooms. On the doors, ancient magic characters described what was behind the doors, and the contestants had to choose the door of life, the door without any danger.
In this level, if you didn't know the ancient magic characters, you could only rely on your luck. Even if you recognized the characters, you might not be able to choose the right door, because the six doors all looked very dangerous.
For example, "If you choose this door, you will face the raging flames of hell."
"Behind this door, there is a group of evil little demons."
"Open this door, you will face the threat of dementors."
"Believe me, you won't be willing to accept the hug of a female ghost."
"Be careful, behind this door, there is a griffin that hasn't eaten for a year."
"Behind this door, there is a trap that you will never escape from."
It sounded like every choice represented danger, and every choice was a path of no return, but Allen didn't stop and directly chose the door with the words "Be careful, behind this door, there is a griffin that hasn't eaten for a year."
There was indeed a griffin behind the door, but it could never hurt Allen — it had already been made into a specimen.
At this time, as soon as Allen opened the door, he saw the other Warriors of Boothbottom, Carla Rogers. The big-faced girl's face was flushed red, and her hands and feet were tied as she stood in a room filled with all kinds of scrap iron and junk. It was simply a messy junk room, with large and small junk piled up like a mountain. If one had OCD, they definitely wouldn't come in. It would take at least a month to clean up and tidy up.
"Hello, Allen." In the middle of this densely packed room, there was a small space with a wooden table in it. Carla stood in front of the table, and when she saw Allen enter, she was even more flustered.
Carla's voice was very low, and she didn't dare to look at Allen.
Allen saw that she was a little scared and couldn't help but feel a little funny. He tried to lower his voice to make her feel more at ease. "Is this level difficult?"
"Yes, you see." Carla pointed to the table behind her. "You can choose different ways to pass this level. You can choose arithmetic divination, or you can use a crystal ball and tea leaves. "
"There is a groove on this box." Carla, who was much more relaxed, pointed to the upper right corner of the table, where a small box was placed. There was a groove on the box.
"What we need to do is to divine the position of the small object that matches this groove in the room and find it. As long as we can successfully match it with the groove, we can open the box and get the wizard gem inside. "Carla frowned in embarrassment.
"But you must be careful. I just saw Krum. When he saw me, he immediately gave up on divination and randomly chose an object. As a result, he failed the challenge and was punished." Carla thought of the scene she had just seen and patted her chest with lingering fear.
"He just put the object that didn't fit into the groove, and suddenly a huge iron chain as thick as an arm flew out and tied around his waist. He failed three times, and three iron chains flew out! " Carla recalled Krum's ferocious appearance in order to carry these three iron chains. She couldn't help but withdraw her hand that was about to touch the table.
"He just carried the iron chains and left like that?" Allen asked with interest.
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