What about your tickets? ”

Before they could enter the Phoenix Opera House, William and Hermione were stopped by the doorman.

"This is our ID."

Hermione pulled her wand out of her pocket and shook two more blank sheets of paper, completely blank.

"Give." She handed the paper to the doorman and waved her wand again, "Confusing." ”

The doorman staggered as if drunk, blinked, shook his head, and then became focused, and looked at the blank paper earnestly for a moment.

"Ahh He screamed, pointed at William, and said, "You are the godfather of the mafia, Corleone...... I'm going to set fire to ......."

William: "......"

The doorman hurriedly trotted up, ready to get the walkie-talkie on the table.

Hermione hurriedly waved her wand again.

The doorman gradually calmed down, stopped, and said in a daze: "Oh, you are from the British MI6." ”

He panicked again and said, "What, Corleone is listening to the opera in there, preparing to set fire to the Phoenix Opera House later?" ”

"That's right." William commanded, "Now take us to the Administrator." ”

The doorman hurried away, and the two followed him.

William lowered his voice and taught, "Hermione, you must give your full attention when casting the Confusion Charm.

Also, the Confusion Charm can only target a single target, and the movements must be skillful.

Otherwise, it will lead to the person who has been cursed and misunderstand what you mean, as it has just done. ”

The Confusion Charm is a very useful spell, but the Confusion Charm is also very difficult to cast.

When used well, it's comparable to the Imperius Curse, but it's not illegal. There are no after-effects of the Imperius Curse.

Hermione listened intently, bowing slightly.

This was the first time she had used a confusion charm on a person. Before William taught, she practiced several times, using a few French civets.

That's right, after the Dementor Little Black Robe, the civet cat has finally become a tool cat.

The three of them have been at ease for a whole year, and they are not selling cuteness every day, eating a lot of cat food, or sleeping.

is already quite lean, with tendons and flesh, clearly visible, and now he looks like a fat tiger.

William told Hermione to practice with them and let them run on the treadmill.

It's good to have Bobo tea and an orange pig, and no matter how much it is, William really can't afford it.

Walking to the office, the doorman knocked on the door, and after getting permission, the three walked in.

This time Hermione didn't make a move, William's wand waved. The administrator didn't make much of a move, just a flickering look in his eyes, and then stood up enthusiastically.

"Mr. Stark!"

The Italian man walked over with a smile on his face.

"Hello, my name is Mirshat," he said, his accented English glowing. He was small, somewhat unscrupulous, wore pedantic glasses, and wore a gray shirt.

"Is there really a mafia at the opera house?"

"That's right," William said, holding Mirshat's hand, "forgive us for coming in a hurry, but now we have to deal with it"

"Of course!" Mir Saud did not have the slightest doubt.

"Is there a lagoon under the opera house?" Hermione asked.

"Lagoon?" He thought for a moment and shook his head, "No. ”

"Is there a deep well or something? Or a cistern? ”

Mirsart pondered for a moment and nodded, "There is indeed a very old underground well, which has not been used for many years, and it is said to lead to the underground water of Venice. ”

"Can you take us there?"

"What does this have to do with the mafia?" The administrator said confusedly.

William waved his wand, "That's where the explosives are hidden." ”

Mirsart did not speak again, and took the initiative to walk deeper into the opera house.

Everyone walked briskly through a small open space, past the entrance of ordinary tourists, and continued onwards to a remote foyer.

There are three sunken arches, black holes, without the slightest light.

"Right here, at the end of the left archway, there's a small room that used to fetch water, but then it was abandoned."

Mirsart handed over a rusty key, and after William put it away, he said, "I'll leave it to us here." ”

Mirsart turned to leave, and William and Hermione continued along the archway.

At the end of the archway, a small house appeared.

William inserted the key, but before he could twist it, it broke in the keyhole because of rust.

"Let me come." Hermione took her wand and aimed it at the keyhole.

"Alaho Cave Open!"

The dilapidated door was opened, and the two entered the room.

William's wand was raised, and a bright light illuminated the dark space.

The room was dusty and there was a well in the middle. The sound of the water flowing through the stones and echoing up is as clear as day.

"How are we going to go down?" Hermione bent down to look down the well.

The entrance to the well is so narrow that only one person can pass through it at a time, and it is impossible to use the gondola.

"Let's use gill sac grass." She suggested.

William nodded slightly.

There's a dragon down there, and neither the gondola nor the Bubble Head Charm are safe.

He pulled out two gray-green plants from the safety sheet.

This is from Nemelia when he left her.

Hermione was handed one, and William swallowed another himself.

The taste is very weird, smooth and greasy, like the tentacles of an octopus.

"I'll go down first, there's no danger, you come down again." William took off his shoes and jumped into the well.

After falling into the icy water, it only took a few seconds for him to feel two narrow cracks appear under his ears.

Open and close in the water...... It's like gills!

The flow of water flows smoothly through the gills, transporting oxygen to the brain.

William glanced down, his hands glowing green under the water, and his fingers were webbed.

The feet have also become longer, and webbing has appeared between the toes...... It's like a duck that is a big duck.

After a while, Hermione jumped down as well.

"Let's go!"

The two intertwined in the water for a while, like two mermaids, swimming towards the depths of the lagoon.

……

……

In the dark, a huge stone, floating in the sea.

It echoed like the sound of thunder, it came from some kind of giant monster, snoring.

A huge white dragon just lay on the stone, undisturbed and asleep.

The white dragon's wings folded and lay on the ground like a huge bat.

From its sharp teeth and nostrils, wisps of fluid emerged, and when it slept, the water in its abdomen did not flow so fast.

The white dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and it felt a familiar aura approaching.

Merlin's goblet!

The white dragon raised its head and was pleasantly surprised to find that the magic that had been trapping it all the time while it was sleeping...... Gone!

Seven hundred years ago, because of human arrogance, the white dragon escaped from the goblet.

But after submerging an island, it was again trapped underwater by a cup.

Now the confinement of magic has suddenly disappeared. Who is it that helped it unravel the magic?!

The white dragon didn't know.

But it could clearly feel that the Holy Grail was approaching. Is another wizard ready to trap it?

The white dragon curled up and let out a thunderous roar.

It's going to destroy the Holy Grail once and for all, to hell with Merlin!

The white dragon flapped the water with its steely wings, its head bent back, and spat out jets of water.

It spreads its wings and flies upwards along the deep ocean floor, and when it flapps its wings, the water instantly turns into steam.

Destroy, wizard!

Destroy, humanity!

Destroy, world!

……

……

Deep underground in the bell tower of San Marco,

The light of the spell is constantly shining.

"You're no match for me, Trenee." Martell picked the spell and laughed, "You don't really think I'm unprepared. ”

Terenier's wand waved, and a red whip swung in mid-air, but the fallen corpse rose from the ground again.

She even saw quite a few familiar faces.

They were all wizards who had been adopted by Martell and given him a mission.

But all of them were made into yin corpses by Martell with black magic.

"Hurry up and give me the Goblet of Fire." Martell said coldly: "I may spare your life......"

"And then make me a Yin corpse?" Treenne said loudly.

Martell waved his wand, directing the Yin Corps to continue the siege.

Tryne couldn't resist for a moment.

At this moment, a loud roar came from the depths of the distant underground.

It was like a tsunami.

Martell's face changed, and he said in horror: "Damn, how did that monster wake up......"

Tryne tossed a goblet over: "Here you go!" ”

Taking advantage of Martell's pause, her wand tilted, blasting a hole and jumping towards the underground lake.

Martell happily took the cup, his face changing.

This Goblet of Fire is...... Fake!

At the bottom of the cup, there is also a row of small printed letters:

Made in England！

1994！

The real Goblet of Fire, where was it hidden by Treenne?!

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Thanks to the "Naoki Takai" boss for the tip. ）