Chapter 104: Ladle-to-Ladle Clash

Time quickly arrived at the sixth day.

These few days, everyone went out to play from time to time, watched exhibition matches in the stadium, or saw what interesting things appeared in the camp.

Occasionally they could meet classmates from Hogwarts, greet each other, and share their respective insights and interesting things.

Every day was as relaxed and comfortable as a field trip.

And tomorrow would be the day the Quidditch World Cup officially started.

Bulgaria vs. Ireland.

So the atmosphere in the camp was unusually enthusiastic now.

Supporters of the two teams had already appeared in groups in the camp, colorful flags fluttering everywhere, and songs sounded one after another.

There were even betting stalls in the camp, but they didn't go to bet.

Those with money didn't want to bet, and those without money dared not bet even more.

Cherish life, stay away from gambling and drugs.

Tomorrow morning, Ron's family, the Weasley family, would also come to watch the match together; Ron and Harry intended to meet up with them.

Their camp seemed to be nearby too, and both of their tickets were in the Minister's box, so they could travel together to watch the match at that time.

Regarding the Weasley family, John only knew they were one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, and the family was very strapped for cash.

And as for the family members, besides knowing Ron, the others were limited to hearing about or seeing them.

The Head Boy of their school last term was exactly Percy Weasley of the Weasley family.

He spoke and acted very seriously and loved using official jargon, but he graduated last term.

There was also a pair that was relatively famous, the twins of the Weasley family, Fred and George.

The purchasing business in Hogsmeade Village last term was exactly what they did.

Finally, it was the youngest child of the Weasley family, and also the only girl, Ginny Weasley.

If it weren't for the Weasley family having a iconic red hair, he wouldn't know that person was from the Weasley family.

As for the other family members, John didn't know them.

Tomorrow there should be a chance to get to know them.

In the evening, everyone finished dinner together.

After living together for so many days, everyone's relationship became much more familiar.

Even Ron, whom John had always felt was a bit difficult to get along with, could sit down with him and chat about some random things.

After dinner, everyone sat around the bonfire outside the tent, and sparks rose in the night.

Chatting about tomorrow's itinerary.

Although the match started tomorrow, for some reason, it wouldn't officially start until night.

So tomorrow during the day, they would still be free to move around in the camp.

Just as they were chatting, a figure that hadn't been seen for several days appeared.

It was Mr. Claude who returned.

"Hey, children, and Sirius, you've been doing well these few days."

Mr. Claude's state looked somewhat bad, with large dark circles under his eyes, and his face also looked somewhat haggard.

He braced himself to greet everyone, and the corners of his mouth barely rose.

"Dad? What's wrong with you?"

Titus saw his old father's appearance, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked worriedly.

"Ha, I think you've also seen it recently; in order to manage this huge group of wizards, the Ministry of Magic has almost been running around the clock these few days."

"Even we employees responsible for the venue were sent to assist in maintaining order and handling various emergencies."

"I also had to work at high intensity for several days."

Mr. Claude waved his hand and smiled tiredly.

"Why don't you hurry up and rest."

Everyone saw his appearance and persuaded him to hurry up and rest one after another.

Mr. Claude also nodded.

"Good, sorry, you decide on your own arrangements, don't worry about me, I'll go to sleep first..."

After he walked into the tent, Sirius's voice came from inside again.

Clearly he was also startled by Claude's haggard appearance.

After a commotion inside, Sirius walked out and looked at everyone with a solemn expression.

"Now there is a very serious problem."

Everyone looked at each other strangely, and then Harry asked.

"What problem?"

Sirius scanned the boys and said very seriously.

"This problem is...... the beds in the boys' room are not enough."

"...... Ah?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and only after a long time did they react.

The boys' room only had seven beds.

Perhaps originally Mr. Claude intended to always live in the staff dormitory prepared for them by the Ministry of Magic, so he didn't consider his own bed.

But now that he returned to rest, the boys' area clearly had one more person.

"I thought it was something, scared me to death."

Titus breathed a sigh of relief; he thought his old man had some illness from exhaustion, but it was just about the bed.

"Just make a floor bed and that's it."

Hearing his words, everyone also nodded one after another.

"Then, the problem comes, who makes the floor bed?"

At this time, Sirius suddenly revealed a cunning smile.

"The remaining six beds, indeed have seven people to share; come on, fair duel!"

Sirius said to the boys with a smile that feared the world wouldn't be chaotic; they were stunned for a moment first.

Then they got Sirius's meaning; snatching beds, interesting.

"Come on! Who fears who!"

"Win and have a bed to sleep in, lose and make a floor bed!"

The boys were instantly excited, one by one eager to try.

If you directly said who would sleep in the bed, they might yield to each other.

But if it was said to divide the bed by "duel", it aroused their playfulness and competitive spirit instead.

Soon they chose a duel system that was interesting and not lacking in tension.

Draw lots to divide into three rounds of duels, and the winner of each round directly obtains a bed.

The loser and the loser then conduct a draw duel.

There was also one who was left empty, directly entering the loser's group, waiting for the next round of draw duels.

Until the ownership of the last bed was decided.

The way of the competition was very simple.

Two tables, each with an item on it.

Contestants needed to use the Levitation Spell to make the table float, and use the table to hit the opponent's table, knocking the item on the opponent's table down.

It was a high-profile version of the ladle-to-ladle clash.

Considering that Harry and Ron were upper-year students, when facing lower-year students, they had to let the opponent attack three times first, and then they could counterattack.

And Sirius was the big boss; when facing Harry and Ron, he let three times, and when facing John and the others, he let five times.

There were no Muggles nearby, so they could cast magic without any scruples.

The draw results were soon announced; John was left empty in the first round, directly entering the loser's group, missing the first round of bed contention.

The first match was Sirius vs. Harry, a duel between godfather and godson.

"Ready, begin!"

Titus gave an order.

Harry and Sirius used the Levitation Spell at the same time to make the table fly.

The onlookers cheered "hit him, hit him" one after another.

Harry's three first-attack opportunities didn't take Sirius down; instead, because of the counter-shock force, the item on his own table was shaky.

However, Harry's Levitation Spell was very proficient, and after shaking twice, it returned to stability.

The two went back and forth, constantly hitting with tables; the few onlookers also watched with tireless interest.

Hermione looked at the boys' appearance and couldn't help but shake her head speechlessly.

She had several more beds in the girls' room; if needed, she could just move one over.

But she didn't say it out in the end; seeing them playing so happily, she simply didn't care.

At this time, Sirius suddenly increased the strength of the spell, the table rushed forward suddenly, and after a loud noise, Harry's table corner was hit high, and the item on the table was instantly shaken off, falling onto the grass.

"Ahahaha! You're still far behind, James!"

Once he succeeded, Sirius immediately laughed loudly, but what he shouted wasn't Harry, but his father's name.

Clearly he was immersed in the duel with Harry and subconsciously treated Harry as his former good friend.

Harry also heard this form of address and was stunned for a moment subconsciously.

Sirius also came back to his senses; the person in front of him was the child of his former good friend, not James.

But after the two looked at each other, smiles hung on the corners of their mouths.

"Winner, Sirius!! Next match begins!"

The atmosphere group didn't notice their situation, only saw Harry lose, and immediately shouted.

After that, it was Ron vs. Titus, Titus lost.

Rui'an vs. Yisen, Rui'an lost.

Soon the second round of drawing lots began.

"No, why am I left empty to the loser's group again?"

John looked at the lot in his hand and complained somewhat confusedly.

Hermione on the side chuckled.

"Isn't this quite good, conserve energy."

You don't say, it really is.

John shrugged and had to watch from the sidelines again.

The second round of duels became more intense; Ron vs. Harry, Ron won narrowly.

Titus vs. Rui'an, Titus lost.

Third round of drawing lots.

John was left empty again; he didn't want to complain about anything anymore.

Harry vs. Titus; Harry perhaps underestimated the enemy and in the three hits he let Titus attack first, he didn't defend one and lost again.

Titus won the bed and jumped up excitedly.

"Looks like it's just us left, John."

Harry looked at Titus jumping up and down, smiled, looked at John, without any disappointment of losing.

"You aren't doing it on purpose, right?"

John stared at Harry somewhat suspiciously.

"I didn't; a sacred duel doesn't allow for letting water; I just didn't expect his offensive to be so fierce suddenly."

Harry spread his hands, his face still carrying a smile.

"Alright, then let's compare."

John also smiled and finally had a chance to go on stage, and it was against Harry, this opponent.

"Senior, no need to let me; let's just start directly."

"Okay, you said it."

John directly gave up the three first-attack opportunities and had a fair duel with Harry.

Harry also knew John was different from those few lower-year students, so he didn't relax.

"Ready, begin!"

Bang!!

Just as the duel command sounded, John's table was like a locomotive, rushing out suddenly.

The speed was so fast that Harry didn't react.

Harry's table was fiercely overturned, but John's table also lost control because the rush was too fierce, and the two tables flew out together.

The items on the tables also landed one after another.

"..... Uh... let me sort it out, it seems to be uh.... it was the item on John's table that landed first, Harry wins!!"

Because it happened too fast, the few people watching were stunned.

After hesitating for a while, Titus finally confirmed the result and shouted loudly.

And John, who had just performed like a tiger, scratched his head.

This was somewhat different from the situation he expected.

He and Professor Fuliwei also often used the Levitation Spell to perform object control training, and then perform collision tests to see whose Levitation Spell was more stable and stronger.

He thought Harry could catch his collision like Professor Fuliwei, so he rushed over with ten layers of strength.

As a result, he didn't expect Harry's table to be overturned directly, and his own table also overturned together because it rushed too fast and couldn't hold back the force.

Could this be some kind of tactic? Borrowing force to hit force?

And Harry opposite was even more confused.

What happened just now?

Such a big table, with a bang, rushed to the front, and he didn't even have time to react.

He thought he lost again, but as a result, he actually won, but he didn't have any feeling of winning at all.

The most critical thing was that John actually had such strong object control ability.

Both of them were brain-supplementing whether the other's strength exceeded their own imagination at this time.

"Alright, looks like the ending is revealed."

"John, you have no bed to sleep in tonight."

At this time, Sirius walked up, patted John on the shoulder, and smiled narrowly.

John shrugged helplessly and accepted this result. ===== CHAPTER 105 =====