Chapter 217 Writing a Letter

It's indeed charming.

The tail swung and hit the ground, making a burst of explosions. Sparks flew everywhere. The walls of the maze were protected by magic. The sparks fell over and were extinguished in the blink of an eye.

But the roads in the maze were not protected and were burned black.

Although its abdomen cannot be seen, there are clearly protruding armor spines on the shell. This is a male snail.

As Harry got closer.

The bomb-tailed snail finally found him and rushed toward him violently. Its irregular feet gave it an extremely fast crawling speed. Its tail puffed even more, releasing sparks, pushing it forward every time.

Large distances.

Sensitivity that doesn't match your body type.

It was in front of you in the blink of an eye, raised its tail, and breathed out fire fiercely.

Harry dodged sideways, raised his hand, and put Quen on himself.

The temperature of the flame was very high, almost as fierce as a carbon fire. It stirred up a heat wave that distorted the air. Even through Kun En, he felt the heat wave burning his face.

"You can find your way again."

And, he wanted to get a lot of gold galleons.

The Sphinx took two steps back and stared at the sword in disbelief: "Is this made of basilisk bone?"

The remaining material of the vine turned into steel in the blink of an eye.

Harry took his time dissecting the Blast-Ended Skrewt.

Glass vessels can still contain its venom. In addition, he also didn't let go of the heart, bone spurs, carapace and other items. In the end, only a piece of useless flesh and blood was left on the ground.

Inside and outside the maze, several creatures breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Potter should have had many contacts with it."

One attack is not enough.

Blast-tailed snail?

It wasn't until Dumbledore mentioned it that Hagrid showed an expression of "Oh my god, I didn't tell Harry about the skrewt's weakness in advance".

Flitwick leaned forward and lowered his voice: "You really didn't tell Harry? He has been with you all this time."

The body is extremely strong and regenerates very quickly.

"With such a big lead, he didn't rush to find the Triwizard Tournament trophy, but instead studied a creature like Blast-Tailed Skrewt?"

After a few whizzing sounds, more vines flew over, turned into steel, and tied it up.

"It's just that the maze is very dangerous. Only warriors who are strong enough can come and go freely in the maze. It's been thirteen minutes and they haven't finished exploring the road."

"No, you can't!" Sphinx's eyes widened and she shook her head in panic, "Your Ministry of Magic said you would protect my safety."

"I will let you pass now."

Almost blinking, it fell asleep without any resistance.

"By the way, I am in fourth grade this year." Harry reminded it kindly.

In the maze, the Sphinx lay lazily and lay down again. It had not yet felt any danger from the little wizard: "How about it, little wizard, have you made your choice?"

The only special creature I encountered was the Tebo warthog, a magical creature that only appears in Africa.

"The first little wizard." It spoke, with a woman's head speaking a hoarse and deep male voice, "When you see me, it means you are very close to your goal."

Flitwick tilted his head back and looked at him with a strange look in his eyes: "So it's not you who imprisoned Harry, but Harry who imprisoned you?"

Harry made the second conclusion in his mind.

Before the second round of the project, he was deeply involved in "one-sided lovelorn" and couldn't extricate himself. After Harry comforted him, he was deeply involved in learning English and writing papers.

Karkaroff and Maxim exchanged words, and even Dumbledore was a little displeased - he always hated people who were dominated by desires but could not control them.

"But that has nothing to do with Mr. Potter."

In the audience, a group of relatives and friends of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang burst into fierce boos.

Hagrid was startled and nodded sadly.

"He is only fifteen years old and is in the fourth grade this year. They were responsible for taking care of them for about a month during the cub stage, but to be fair, after they enter the growth stage, the blast-tailed snails will only be taken care of by students in the sixth and seventh grades.

Take care of.”

The highly corrosive venom is currently scarce in his collection. Hagrid has truly cultivated an incredible creature.

"Their ideas are good."

"Oh my god, what on earth is he doing?"

"You can also choose the fastest way, which is to pass through me."

"If you don't guess correctly, I will pounce on you. Of course I won't kill you. I will declare your project a failure before I bite you to death."

This creature's potion resistance is somewhat average.

After Ludo finished speaking, his face turned pale, and he realized that he had made a mistake and said something extraordinary.

Maxim and Karkaroff frowned.

Every Triwizard Tournament has "professor's negligible help", but it is never and cannot be mentioned on the table.

The Sphinx was silent for a while, then suddenly raised its paw and clapped: "Congratulations, little wizard, the correct answer to the puzzle I'm about to pose is "this year's fourth grade", and you have already learned how to answer it!"

Harry spoke slowly: "Let's do this. I'll give you your debut question first."

"Only one chance."

Judging from its size and the long mane on its chest, there is no doubt that its gender is "male".

When the carapace shrinks, the spell can be easily deflected.

Although

When school started, Hagrid could take out several boxes, but as he grew up, some accidents would inevitably happen, and this creature had a habit of attacking its peers.

"And I assure you and you guys, in private, Professor Hagrid has never told Mr. Potter any information about the Blast-Ended Skrewt."

However, he kept Ludo's instructions in mind and just shaved off the Tebbo warthog's hair, randomly took a pound of blood, and let it go.

He waved his wand.

Harry aimed at the Blast-Ended Skrewt and chanted the spell: "Collapse!"

With two hisses, the vines flew over and lifted the creature up.

The money I earn will become less.

Ludo still stamped his feet.

It stood up, straightened its two front legs, and made as wide a passage as possible.

If we go on at this speed, it will take more than twenty minutes.

It immediately stood up with a puff of fur, bowed its waist and pointed it at Harry, its whip-like tail hanging quietly, and the tip of its tail brushed the ground.

His voice became even more excited: "The audience may not know clearly, but I can tell you that the distance between Mr. Potter and the top three trophy is only a sphinx."

Harry put on his dragonhide gloves, took out a dagger, and after thinking about it, he stuffed it back. An ordinary dagger would probably be difficult to cut through the blast-ended skrewt's carapace, and took out the Sword of Gryffindor.

Outside the maze, Ludo and the officials from the Ministry of Magic were a little unable to sit still.

"I forgot." Hagrid was very ashamed. "Harry has been teaching me how to read and write essays. We don't have many opportunities to chat."

An ancient, powerful creature.

"But we all know that Mr. Potter is very talented at solving puzzles!"

"It can almost be said that Mr. Potter has already won the top three trophies."

Although steel is hard, it is worn away bit by bit.

"I remember the Blast-Ended Skrewts were part of the Care of Magical Creatures course at Hogwarts this year?"

Outside the maze.

"The trophy of my second year." Harry said calmly.

What's going on with those eyes?

The Sphinx tilted her head and looked at him, looking a little pitiful.

"This will cause big problems!"

We also encountered many creatures, but we didn’t see rare ones like the bomb-tailed snail.

Home court shady scene!

Ludo stepped on the stool, raised his hand, and looked at the time.

Even if they rushed in now, they wouldn't be able to stop him in time.
To be continued...