Chapter 108 Respect

The man seemed to know that now was not the time to say more. He took out a roll of parchment and stuffed it into Mu Yu's hand, and said succinctly: "It's still in the experimental stage and cannot be mass-produced. Once successful, the witch will "You can get pregnant quickly," he became more and more excited as he spoke, his teeth chattering, "Even, even, in the future, it can be done without the need for union, it can be..."

Such a future must take a long time.

From the moment the decision was made to exploit Norway, the old tide was destined to turn into the unknown.

"Now, that's enough." She weighed the tied parchment in her hand, but she couldn't open it no matter what. "Then this..."

The man didn't even dare to cast an extra glance on it, as if he had recalled something. It was such a terrible thing that even his voice was trembling: "The dissolving spell. Once the spell is cast, all weapons made in Norway will be ineffective." Mu Yu looked at him for a moment and made him tremble again, "I swear , no one has seen it. After the three wizards invented it and sealed it, Mr. Swanstadt had already... dealt with it. I saw it with my own eyes. "

This is a very mild statement, three. One of the group suggested that they make a copy for themselves in case of trouble. Avides changed his usual gentle style. After making sure that the spell was sealed with many spells, he summoned all the wizards who had defected and cast a powerful forgetting spell on the three people in public. They saw with their own eyes what happened to those three people. It would be better to just give them a kiss from a dementor if they were cast under such a spell.

He would rather sacrifice three people, Avides, to establish his authority over everyone. This person bets that after this time, even some people who are cautious and considerate of both sides will completely give up such ideas.

Mu Yu naturally understood the meaning behind the processing. She tapped the parchment on her palm nonchalantly. Arvidus was a smart man. From the moment he accepted the Dharma lineage, it also meant that every move in Norway was under surveillance. It was the Dharma vein that she had stripped off from the spirit stone veins with her own hands. She knew best what was contained in the Dharma vein that was stripped out. Tom never believed in the human heart, he only believed in powerful magic.

But he was willing to share everything with her, he even allowed his Horcrux, his soul to be held in her hands. There were countless ways to sign a contract with absolute insurance, but he chose to do nothing.

Norway's long, quiet days have quietly replaced the coldness of November.

"I don't think we need this between us."

The words that were plain and even cold at that time have a bit more flavor now that I think about it.

"I understand. Go ahead and act normal so that no one notices you." Mu Yu still looked gentle and kind, "I know what you have been through...Thank you for the hard work."

"No, no," He never expected that Mu Yu would be so talkative, but he would never despise the girl in front of him because of her talkativeness. Mr. Swanstadt once said that she was a lunatic and a freak, "Goodbye, Miss Mu."

Mu Yu didn't care at all about his alienation and faint fear. After he left, she carefully put away the roll of parchment and continued walking towards the medical tent.

When she arrived, there was another burst of cheers from the stands.

Shen Xitong was sitting on a bed, and it was impossible to tell that she was hurt. In the whole tent, only Madam Pomfrey muttered dissatisfiedly: "First the dementors, then the fire dragon. I'll see what other things they can come up with later."

Daphne stamped her feet after seeing Mu Yu, slightly Some complained: "Wherever you went, Qitong's score results came out."

"You ran too fast, and I accidentally dropped the jade pendant my grandpa left for me on the way." Mu Yu sat on Shen Qitong's side The person next to her asked her with concern, "How and where was the injury?"

"It's okay. It was just a slight burn because it was rubbed by the fire. Madam Pomfrey healed it in a few seconds." Shen Qitong grinned and looked like She didn't care about the injury at all. She didn't look like she had fought with a fire dragon at all. It looked more like she had just returned from a friend's house after having afternoon tea. "This is the first time I have seen a fire dragon in the West. It is as big as It's a bit bigger, but it's really novel and exciting. I'd like to if I have the chance..."

Madam Pomfrey hissed, as if she thought Shen Qitong's head had also been burned by the fire dragon. Shen Qitong closed his mouth at the right time.

"All the judges gave nine points, except for the principal of Durmstrang, who actually only gave seven points! He is completely biased!" Daphne was still complaining, "Only three people in the arbitration committee agreed to reject Carkaro. My husband's score, they, they are obvious..."

"Okay," Shen Qitong stopped the word Daphne was about to say, "It's just a competition, to be honest, I don't care too much about the result."

At this moment. The tent was opened again, and Phil Garcia, a player from Ilvermorny, was helped in by several of his classmates. His condition was much worse than that of Shen Qitong. His thighs were still smoking and he should be Very hot.

The tent seemed a little crowded at this time, so Madam Pomfrey began to wave away irrelevant people: "At most one person should be left," she glanced at Shen Qitong, "Miss Shen can already return to the tent where the previous warriors stayed. Don't you two want to continue watching the game?"

Her last words were to Mu Yu and Daphne, and her intention to drive them away was already obvious.

"Go, go, don't delay watching the game because of me." Shen Qitong also advised them.

Daphne reluctantly pulled Mu Yu back to the stand. At this time, all the referees were showing Phil Garcia's scores one by one. The rest of the people were still talking about his performance just now.

"The eye disease spell is so beautiful, and it saved all the dragon eggs under such circumstances. If he hadn't been burned by the flames, his score would have been higher."

Several comments came from time to time.

Mu Yu's attention was completely lost on the playing field.

When she came to her senses, the whole place was so quiet that there wasn't even a whisper.

A thin figure walked into the arena. In front of him was a fire dragon that was almost the same size as the Ukrainian Iron Belly and had a tail covered with barbs. After a moment of silence, the audience broke out into heated discussions. No one could believe that Harry could pass through the fire dragon like the previous warriors.

The Ukrainian Ironbelly is the largest known dragon, while the Hungarian Treetop is the most dangerous fire dragon known.

Mu Yu watched the game with concentration again. Although Barty Crouch Jr. repeatedly assured that Harry had mastered the Flying Spell, his broom was far away in the castle, and whether his Summoning Spell could...

The noisy voice of the people covered up the sound of Harry reciting the spell.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for what method this youngest warrior will use to deceive the ferocious Shufeng.

A broom came with the sound of breaking the air, and Ludo Bagman shouted excitedly: "Oh my God! He can fly! Mr. Krum, did you see that he can fly!"

He completely ignored Grams. Rum's feelings after hearing this. Mu Yu's hand holding on to the railing relaxed at this moment. If Harry didn't succeed, she would have to risk being noticed by Dumbledore and use some means. Now it seemed that she didn't have to worry about the outcome.

Sure enough, Harry took to the broomstick like a duck to water, and the sky was a playing field specially opened for him. He kept stirring the tree peaks, pulling them to fly around him. He completely toyed with the Fire Dragon as a tough enemy Chaser.

When Shufeng finally couldn't help but stand up and spread his wings to catch him, he saw the opportunity and dived straight towards the nest of fire dragon eggs on the ground. He let go of the broom, grabbed the golden eggs with both hands, and then flew into the air again. Take off away from the dragon.

At this time, the audience burst into cheers louder than during the World Cup.

"Merlin, Potter actually thought of this trick, using the Summoning Spell to summon a broom... so far away, that is a very powerful Summoning Spell." Daphne murmured, rubbing her eyes over and over again, as if she was still not satisfied Believe everything you just saw.

Not far away, Malfoy's originally pale face seemed to have been painted with a layer of white paint.

It didn't take long for Harry's score to be made public. Mu Yu was not worried about the outcome at all. Barty Crouch was hit by the Imperius Curse. Although Dumbledore would not show favoritism, he could definitely be fair. Only...

Karkaroff was the last person to score. A big 4 sprayed out from the top of the wand.

Even Daphne felt that Karkaroff had gone too far: "Shameless! He is still the principal of Durmstrang! I heard that he gave Krum ten points!"

Several wizards from the International Federation of Wizards were facing this at this time Karkaroff whispered a few words, and apparently the arbitration committee rejected the score given by Karkaroff.

Mu Yu is not surprised at all about Karkaroff's character. He is just a repetitive villain, and such a person only has himself in his heart.

One of the people in the arbitration committee raised his wand again under the expectation of everyone, and a new number spewed out from the top of the wand - 8.

Hermione's scream could be heard by almost everyone in the audience, and it was hard to believe this scream. Coming from a girl who has always been quiet and by the rules.

The game was truly over at this point, and the crowd in the stands was dispersing. A large number of Hogwarts students were cheering: "Potter, Potter! Our Potter!"

All previous prejudices against Harry seemed to be wiped away after this game.

"I can't believe that Potter's score is now tied with Qitong." Daphne was still in disbelief while waiting for Shen Qitong outside the warrior tent.

"He just used his own advantages." Mu Yu leaned on a tree and looked at the noisy crowd in the distance. They cheered the honor of the warrior and celebrated the victory of the warrior. However, who can see clearly the death stacked behind the honor?

She sighed softly, without any pity, let alone kindness. The sigh soon disappeared into the lush woods.

"Yu," Hermione pulled Ron to the tent door. They should be waiting for Harry. There were still a few scratch marks on Hermione's face, which showed how nervous she was. The flush of excitement on her face had not dissipated. "I never had time to thank you."

She seemed to be in a good mood . Awesome: "The gold Galleons you funded will play a decisive role in helping the house elves. I can save this money and provide subsidies to the house elves in the future!"

Daphne snorted slightly, and Hermione just pretended not to. hear.

A while before Shen Qitong came out, Mu Yu casually chatted with Hermione: "How much allowance are you going to give them?"

She doubted very much whether the British house elves would accept the allowance. Even house elves in Norway who are willing to accept subsidies are few and far between.

"At least ten gold galleons a week! Their labor should be respected."

Hermione once again talked about her house elf rights protection plan with great interest, while Ron looked at the tent with an uneasy expression. Apparently the first project not only changed the rest of the school's impression of Harry, but also eased the rigid friendship between the two.

Listening to Hermione's plan, Mu Yu even began to reflect on whether she was too harsh on the Norwegian house elves. Ten knuts per week... But if she really paid ten gold galleons per week, even a few gold mountains would not be enough. She digs.

Daphne said to Mu Yu in an extremely low voice: "Merlin, ten gold galleons a week, why doesn't she think about the burden on the wizard family?"

Mu Yu squeezed her hand and signaled her not to say more.

After all, there are not many such harmonious scenes anymore. She will always be tolerant in small things for people who will eventually go to the opposite side.

Dumbledore was also entertaining a special guest at this time.

"Dobby, are you sure you want to go to Norway?" He knelt down and looked at the elf in tattered clothes but with firm eyes.

"Sir," said Dobby in his high-pitched voice, "many wizards think of house elves as mindless objects. But they are wrong. At least Dobby understands a lot of things. Things are wrong in Norway, aren't they? Is that the bad wizard behind it..."

"Maybe it's not just him," Dumbledore said calmly, "You will face more terrible and unpredictable dangers, and no one can help you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dobby He interrupted him. He didn't interrupt wizards often, so he seemed a little embarrassed: "But Harry Potter may be in danger. There is already a bad wizard targeting him. If there is a worse wizard... Dobby thought Protect Harry Potter! Dobby is not afraid!" The elf's big eyes couldn't stop shining when he mentioned Harry. "Dobby can't let his companion jump from the servitude of the wizard family to another. The trap of the gods. Sir, this is Dobby's own wish, please..."

He became more and more determined, and even struggled to say the words he had never dared to mention in front of the wizard: "Please, please, Respect Dobby."

The light in the elf's eyes burned Dumbledore's heart at this moment. He is so simple, so indomitable, he only wants to protect his friends, and more importantly, maintain his own will. He is so determined that he doesn't even think about what the way forward is.

"I respect you." Dumbledore gently stroked Dobby's head.

The night gradually rolled up outside the window. After a violent apparition, the principal's office was quieter than ever.

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Let's talk about the next chapter here. I know some friends can't accept the strong protagonist in the HP world, but what I like is the strong one. Join forces and become evenly matched, both mentally and physically. This would definitely not be the case if you were writing HP for other characters x originals, but as for Riddle, the control of strength is more subtle. You can't be stronger than him, otherwise there will be no chance. You can't be weaker than him, otherwise he won't treat you as a human being. The protagonist Qiang has also explained before that she has found the path she wants to seek. She feeds on power and her desire for power is the best tonic and the most direct source of power for her. She was anything but a normal fourteen-year-old wizard. And the people who are directly targeted are basically top figures.

Let’s just briefly talk about it here, it can be regarded as demining.