"Has Isius been found?"

"No, he disappeared, and the tracking magic originally left on him has also failed."

"Keep looking, that bastard will have to pay for it."

"Now is not the time to cause trouble for Isius."

"Damn it, I shouldn't have found an outsider to handle this matter in the first place."

"Don't you agree?"

The conference room was already noisy, and the "big guys" sitting here didn't expect that they were being teased by a "little guy".

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly knocked open, and a panting wizard ran in and shouted: "The gold medal, the gold medal has appeared!"

"who is it?"

"Who won the gold medal.

Several people in the conference room all stood up and looked anxiously at the out-of-breath wizard, wishing to slap the Cruciatus Curse on this guy who was half-talking.

"It's No. 17." The wizard said with a sad face, "The youngest No. 17 won the championship and the gold medal."

Suddenly, the "big shots" in the conference room seemed to have lost their bones and slumped down on their chairs.

How could an underage wizard win the gold medal?

This is impossible!

No matter what, they don't want to believe it.

"That No. 17 is a Muggle wizard. How could he win the gold medal? We should file a formal complaint with the International Federation of Wizards." Someone shouted angrily. His proposal was immediately echoed by others.

"Those wizards who won the bet will come over soon to redeem their bonuses." The wizard who came to report reminded in a low voice.

The person in charge of the gambling game looked at the people in front of him, took a deep breath and said to the wizard beside him: "Let the winning wizards redeem them in batches."

Of course, gold coins must be given. Once you lose your credit, you are really doomed, and you will never be able to open a gambling game again in the future.

If it were just a private gambling bureau, they would just run away, but this is a gambling bureau opened in the name of "Bullfighting Daily" and the Ministry of Magic. Once the money is not paid, the Ministry of Magic will immediately find trouble for them.

"How much money did you lose in total?" The person in charge of the gambling game looked at the wizard beside him who was hesitant to speak.

"A total loss of 67,000." The young wizard whispered.

"How many?"

"Sir, the total loss is 67,000." The young wizard repeated.

Upon hearing this data, the conference room fell into a dead silence.

"Why are there so many?" Someone finally couldn't help asking.

"Because of today's headlines, many people think that No. 17 can win the championship."

"We can't afford to lose this money." Someone said excitedly, "This is 67,000, not 67, nor 670, but 67,000. How can we get so much money to fill this hole?"

"You want to default on your debt?" The person in charge of the gambling bureau narrowed his eyes and looked at the others present.

"We should think of other options."

"The people outside won't give you time to think. If you lose, you lose."

…

At the same time, waves of cheers came from the Barnabus Bar, and the beneficiaries raised their glasses and loudly blessed Barnabus Finkley, the youngest winner of the Gold Medal for Excellent Spellcasting Techniques in history.

In the living room on the second floor, everyone is holding an award ceremony for the youngest winner.

"congratulations!"

Yanila looked at Albert with a complicated expression. She didn't expect that the man in front of her really won the gold medal.

In full view of everyone, Yanila handed the championship trophy to Albert with a smile, and then helped him put on the medal symbolizing the gold medal.

"Thank you." Albert smiled and thanked Yanila.

To be honest, he is still a little confused. How did he win the gold medal?

After testing the elixir, he chatted with the judges alone for a while, then showed the Patronus Charm, and was inexplicably informed that he had won the gold medal.

"This is your bonus."

Yanela handed Albert a bag of winnings, then picked up "Barnabus Finkley's Spells" from the tray and handed it to him again, and finally her own signed record.

When Albert handed the thing in his hand to Bud and held up the championship trophy, countless cameras lit up, making Albert narrow his eyes.

Next, he was surrounded by countless reporters.

"One question per person," Abbott told reporters.

"Mr. Anderson, do you have anything to say after winning the championship?" a reporter asked.

"Mr. Bud, I won the championship." Albert smiled and handed the championship trophy to Bud, and took the brick book from him.

"Who are you, Mr. Bud?"

"Next." Albert ignored him and pointed to another reporter, "It's you."

"It is rumored that you are going to marry Miss Yanila, is it true?"

"It's fake. I already have a girlfriend." Albert chose another reporter. As for anyone who wanted to fish in troubled waters, he simply ignored them.

A dozen reporters were dismissed by Albert.

"Mr. Anderson, you have spoken at least six languages ​​since just now. I am curious how many languages ​​you have mastered?"

"About a dozen. I didn't count carefully. I can speak most of the European languages." Albert raised his hand and interrupted, "Okay, that's it."

He pushed aside the crowd and returned to his room.

"How does it feel to win the prize?" Bud asked with a smile. Albert's words just now, "Mr. Bud, I won the championship." made him very happy.

"Not very good." Albert asked casually: "When will we go back?"

"I thought you would want to stay here for a few days."

"forget it!"

"If you don't want to go down and meet your supporters, I think they probably want to meet you, the youngest gold medal winner!"

"It's just a false name." Albert threw the things on the bed casually, and after Bud closed the door, he lowered his voice and asked: "When can I get the money over there?"

"It will take a few more days. But don't worry, you probably have to stay for a few days." Bud said to Albert not to worry.

"What's the matter?" Albert asked with a frown.

"Any wizard who wins a gold medal needs to leave behind his own spell-casting techniques." Bud explained.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I want to go back tomorrow, it is not safe here." Albert said.

Bud quickly reacted and nodded and said: "You are indeed not welcomed by some people now. It is right to return to the UK as soon as possible. I am afraid that the problem here will have to wait for a few days. I will help you with the money then."

Deposit it in the Gringotts vault."

"Then I'll beg you, we'll go back to England tomorrow." Albert really didn't want to stay here any longer. Moreover, he felt that the way Diana and Yanila looked at him was very wrong.

If possible, Albert would actually like to return to China now.

However, he must attend tonight's banquet. After all, it is a banquet specially prepared for them, and it would be rude to refuse.

There were a variety of carefully prepared sumptuous dishes on the table, but the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Honestly, I'm curious how on earth Mr. Anderson won the gold medal?"

Halfway through the banquet, Ms. Cameron finally couldn't help but ask the answer that everyone else wanted to know.

How did you lose?

"Mr. Anderson on the 17th has gone further than you in casting spells." Ms. Monica explained with a smile: "He actually created a very sophisticated set of spell casting techniques, and he also has deep knowledge in spell casting techniques."

Moreover, you should also have discovered that Mr. Anderson has high attainments in silent spells and wandless magic. He is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses."

Everyone was silent. They all could see that Albert was very good at silent spells and wandless magic.

"Mr. Anderson's use of his patronus is also amazing." Mr. Yaffe added with a smile, "I have never seen anyone else's patronus use that way."

The other three people looked at each other. Maybe they were still confused at first, but when they saw the admiration on the referees' faces, they realized that there was a big gap between themselves and Anderson, which made the three of them a little depressed.

After all, no one likes to lose the game for no apparent reason.

"Under normal circumstances, the second round basically means picking the champion. If you pay attention to previous games, it is not difficult to see this."

One of the old referees smiled and explained to everyone: "The third round of gatherings and individual interviews are more to determine whether he is qualified to win the championship and gold medal, and also to see how everyone's spell casting techniques are? Of course, these

Don't say anything outside."

Albert was a little speechless, but he didn't expect the referee to say it himself.

However, he actually understands that if he doesn't say it out loud, the other eliminated contestants will probably be very unconvinced.

"Mr. Anderson, I'm afraid you will have to stay here for a few days. We want to talk to you about your spell-casting techniques and record it."

"We can contact through owl, or other methods."
To be continued...