Hogwarts executioner

Chapter 131 The decision of a man who is afraid of death

"I am very glad to hear such an inspiring speech from Mr. Jones. I am even more glad that although Mr. Jones is old, he still maintains justice, wisdom, and courage that surpass most wizards. Now let us see the other side of Mr. Jones on the chessboard. .”

So that you don't directly talk about retirement and pensions, William thought maliciously in his heart.

The audience immediately welcomed the old chess king who had just delivered a speech with even louder applause. Some of the ill-intentioned and impatient people shouted loudly: "Start quickly" and "Stop talking nonsense".

Bill Jones looked at William with eyes that could kill people. The other party's pursuit made him extremely angry and helpless. Fortunately, he had a plan to deal with it.

A six-year-old girl ran up to the podium crying, and complained loudly to William: "You have already defeated my grandpa, what else do you want? Brother Carl is trembling when he picks up his wand, Bob My brother doesn't dare to show his face to others, what else do you want? What do you really want?"

Hey, how did she know that I defeated your grandpa?William looked at the little girl and muttered to himself.

Hiding near the podium, a middle-aged wizard couple and a girl covered their faces together. The girl was so stimulated by the other party's aggressiveness that she didn't follow the prepared lines at all.

But William did not give Jones a chance to make up for it, and immediately said: "My lovely little sister, although Mr. Jones and I won the private competition, no one could see it. I think this is a pity. After all, as a spiritual fire , it should not only be passed down to me, but also to all wizards who love justice, courage, and wisdom."

"I will definitely defeat you in the future." The little girl cried through gritted teeth, "Grandpa, I will help you defeat him."

The identity and words of the little girl made everyone at the scene suddenly realize why the old chess king tried to avoid the duel and handed over the title of chess king in a speech. It turned out that he had already lost in private.

It's just that bastard british guy who obviously won and asked for another match.

But it’s necessary. Spend Galleons to watch the game, isn’t it just for the final battle between the champion and the chess king?

How can you admit defeat?The French wizard chess players were outraged.

"Another contest!"

The huge voice overshadowed the previous ones. The French wizards did not want to believe that the old chess king would lose to a twelve-year-old child. That was nonsense.

Wizards from other countries don't want to spend Galleons themselves, and only enjoy half of the service.

I have taken off my pants, and you say I have none. What does that mean?

What could Mr. Jones say at the end of the night? The little boy in front of him was more shameless than him. He actually said in front of a hundred thousand wizards that he had defeated him in private.

But no matter how I refute it, I can't really compete again.

After taking everything into account, he didn't take into account that his granddaughter ruined the plan out of anger, and the result was that it didn't go according to the script at all.

Gary Anderson and Mag were in the box, looking at the angry French wizard, the old wizard shook his head and said, "Why is this so, I'm afraid there will be trouble if we leave later."

Wizards never lack courage, otherwise they wouldn't have to study those dangerous spells, potions, and alchemy. There are always wizards who will choose to take out their wands for the sake of honor. There are countless wizard duels in French history, and the reason is often just one sentence.

Gary Anderson is an alternative French wizard, super safe is his motto in life.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Gary and said disdainfully: "Gary, do you know why I rejected you back then? Because you had no courage and always wanted to make concessions in exchange for peace, but is this possible? From the time William announced his small goal, He and Jones have no way out and can only move forward. Twelve-year-old William knows how to fight with his back against the wall and move forward bravely, but you always choose to escape. "

Bill Jones, who was cornered by William, could not escape, otherwise the courage he just said would be a joke.

On the podium, the two current chess masters glanced at Vincent. The deputy minister took out the magic wand and recited a spell. The huge chess pieces of the opening ceremony appeared again on the wide field, with an average of more than 3 meters of huge stone statues. Standing on the chessboard, waiting for the player's orders.

In order to gain priority, the game side played a dirty trick and handed the white piece to Jones.

White's win rate for going first is a few points higher.

Jones played a Spanish opening, an initiative with a higher winning rate, while William used Black's Sicilian defense.

The whole place fell into silence again. William and Bill Jones each chose their war chess and then started fighting. The huge stone statues were shattered again, and everyone opened their eyes wide, thinking about the purpose.

"Failed." When they were halfway there, Mag laughed.

Bill Jones did not take the initiative to admit defeat, but continued to fight until there was only the last piece left under his seat.

"Good move, come again."

Under the lens of the flying magic flying machine, his voice resounded throughout the arena, and many French wizards squeezed their wands tightly.

Many people have already seen the sweat on the old chess king's head through the looking glass, his arms were trembling, his snow-white hair was disheveled, and his expression obviously became ferocious.

William looked at the old man and sighed hypocritically: "Mr. Jones, give up."

Bill Jones looked at William and said angrily, "This is the first match."

The slight difference in scores made it difficult for the audience to tell the difference between the two sides, but judging by the look on his face, William obviously had a better chance of winning.

After the second disastrous defeat, the old chess king, whose mentality was on the verge of collapse, trembled and said: "You win, kid."

Defeated, the honor of being the chess champion for 19 consecutive years was gone, the record of trying to maintain the longest chess champion position in history was gone, the wealth of more than galleons every year was gone, everything was gone.

At this moment, Bill Jones seemed twenty years older.

If he were ten years younger, Bill Jones wouldn't be in such pain and despair, but what could an eighty-year-old wizard do?

His magic power has long since declined. He has long forgotten many technical details due to the long-term absence of contact with alchemy, potions and other knowledge. He has been involved in banquets, drinking parties, and chess games for a long time. How will he spend the next years?

William stood up, leaned over to thank Bill Jones, and left the field.

Although some French wizards still sat in their seats, some foreign wizards stood up and applauded the new generation of chess kings.

The few heads of the wizarding family who were unaware of the situation and came to the competition venue were thinking about what changes a new 12-year-old British chess champion would bring to the international wizarding chess competition.

The British wizard reporters had left the arena immediately and returned to the UK through illegal door keys. They all wanted to write the news into a report and tell the headquarters as soon as possible.

Standing in the lounge, Elisa said to William: "Goodbye, William, come to Berlin when you are free, and I invite you to taste the most delicious caviar."

William said: "If you come to England, I can only ask you to go hunting."

Eliza joked: "Are you going to hunt the British wild dragon?"

"Maybe it's okay," William said.

Elisa glanced at the shameless boy, took out the door key, and disappeared without a trace.

Sitting in the car, William put down the letter sent by Fleur. Fleur was sorry that her whole family could not be there to celebrate William, but the situation in Paris was not optimistic. No one knew who the Vampire Queen would attack first.

The werewolf who killed vampires the most some time ago is most likely to be the first target.

They killed many vampires. Werewolves and vampires have been feuding for thousands of years, and hatred is hidden in their blood.

If vampires and werewolves went to war, the Ministry of Magic would give them a Best Citizen Award.

It is also very possible to attack pure-blood wizards who have suppressed vampires for hundreds of years with the Ministry of Magic.

The Vampire Queen, who has survived for hundreds of years, is indeed powerful, but her health is not very good. Every activity requires a large amount of magical blood. It would be easier to get delicious food from pure-blood wizards first and then deal with the big dogs.

It is equally possible to lead a team to attack the Ministry of Magic, the lackeys of the pure-blood wizarding aristocracy.

Over the past few hundred years, the French Ministry of Magic has been attacked by vampires five or six times, almost once every one hundred years. It seems that there has been no action this century.

The benefits of attacking the Ministry of Magic are also good, including various potions, alchemical weapons, and forbidden knowledge. Although the blood of wizards in the Ministry of Magic is not as delicious as pure-blood wizards, the defense of the Ministry of Magic is worse than that of pure-blood wizards' castles that have been in operation for hundreds of years.

Walking into the French Ministry of Magic, the Aurors were nervous. No one wanted to miss the sun tomorrow.

The number of Aurors guarding the hearth increased again, from two to six.

After declining interviews from excited wizarding reporters from Britain, the United States, Germany, France and other countries, the three of them went through registration and inspection again. Gary Moore went first. When it was William's turn, he suddenly stiffened and stopped. .

It is a death notice, and it is the first death notice about relatives and friends around me.

In a bloody light, the castle collapsed, with corpses everywhere.

Apollin and Fleur were placed in front of Parrott. The vampire queen opened her small mouth and bit Apollin's neck.

How could this be?

Didn't they flee Paris?

William felt chills all over his body. After seeing the power of the Vampire Queen, he discovered after last night's simulation that if he didn't want to die, he would have no choice but to run away as soon as possible.

If you go, you will probably die, just like Eliza Huppert and Nicolas Flamel reminded you, you will die from being drained of your essence and blood.

But if you don't go, Apollin and Fleur will die.

In order to survive, if you do nothing to save yourself, wouldn't your current life be worse than your previous life?

William only stopped for three seconds, laughing at himself, what else can he do?

Hasn't fate already given the answer?

Even if he knew he was dead!

Turning to face the frowning Professor McGonagall, William smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, Professor, I have a reason why I can't leave."

Mag's originally very happy mood suddenly turned bad, and said: "What reason is more important than your life?"

William took a deep breath and said: "There are some things that if I don't dare to protect now, there is no need for me to pick up the wand again in the future."

Eliza Galen, who had a bad complexion, felt admiration for William after hearing this.

Now the top officials of the Ministry of Magic dare not leave the headquarters, but this boy who just received a huge honor chose to stay because of some things.

A Tang Dynasty qigong master stood behind the crowd of onlookers and looked at William. Lao Huai was pleased and said softly: "The sea is rough, but only those who are brave and courageous and go upstream will show their true qualities as heroes!"