"So, is he back?" The cold female voice was a little angry.

"It should be said that he has never stayed away. After all, the troubles he encountered in the past three years have had to do with him."

"That's a problem. He walked further on the road to immortality than any known wizard. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a wizard would have the courage to divide his soul into so many pieces."

"Is there any other way to defeat him? It's too difficult to find all his Horcruxes and destroy them one by one."

"There is no other way, Jack. You can't completely use a spell to completely eliminate the powerful black wizard with multiple Horcruxes. Even the Avadassori curse will at most separate his soul from his body and make him lose his mana. Even if you summon Li Huo, a magic fire that does not belong to the world, destroy his soul, then his dormant soul in the Horcrux will revive - this situation is even worse. You won't want to face three or even more terrifying black wizards with the same mana at the same time."

"No, can the learned Ravenclaw have no better way to deal with a new generation of little black wizards?"

"Stop using provocation to me, Jack, you are facing a wise lady." The female voice was filled with a hint of pride, "Of course, if I was still that Ravenclaw, although I might not be able to kill Voldemort, it would be fine to kill him away, but what's the point of it?" The female voice changed, "You guy is only concerned about picking up girls and making money, and you are foolish with some little boys who have not grown hair. You don't care about ancient magic and magic at all. Even if I teach you a few amazing ancient magic, can you control it? Now you can't even master Lihuo. I have to tell you that when Salazar was as old as you were, he was already a prestigious wizard."

“You can’t measure it by the previous standards—”

The dormitory door was opened and Silver brought the necklace back into his neck.

"Hell, Jack, why haven't you come yet? The second game is about to begin!" It was Michael, who hurriedly pulled Silver and ran out, "Even that annoying guy, Porter, has arrived, you must not lose to him."

There were the last few drag people left in the foyer, all of whom had breakfast, were walking through two oak doors and going out to watch the second project. They watched in surprise as Michael pulled Silver by lightning, and they finally arrived at the sunny and cold field outside.

"I can't be with you next, come on, Jack, Ravenclaw is with you!" Michael looked sincere.

Silver subconsciously glanced at the necklace on his chest.

Michael walked quickly to the audience, and now only Silver was left. He saw the seats surrounding the Fire Dragon Field last November, now lined up across the lake, full of seats, and reflected in the lake below. Silver calmly walked around the lake and walked towards the referees, who were sitting next to the water with another table covered with a golden tablecloth. Fleur, Porter and Krum stood at the referees' table and watched Silver walk towards them. Barty Crouch was still missing, and he was replaced by Percy, the third son of the Weasley family, but the annoying Kakarov was not on the judges' table.

"Hello, I hope I'm not late yet."

Dumbledore laughed, "You're not late, Mr. Silver, the game has five minutes left, and you can do your pre-match warm-up."

Ludo Bagman came to the middle of the Warriors and ordered them to line up on the shore, each with ten feet apart. Silver was first, followed by Crum, Fleur, and then Harry Potter. It seemed that this was sorted according to the Warriors' scores in the last game.

"How about Jack?" Bagman avoided Krum and asked Silver in a low voice, "I believe this puzzle will definitely not defeat you, but I am very worried about Potter. I don't listen to the question I want to leak to him. I'm so anxious. As long as he is not the last one, I can get my money back!"

Silver rolled his eyes: "Bagman, I have asked someone to remind Potter. Do you think he is confident? Although I won't give up the first place, there is still a way to make Potter not win the last place. Besides, aren't you also one of the judges?"

Bagman patted Silver on the shoulder and turned back to the referee table. He pointed his wand at his throat, just like in the World Cup, and said, "The sound is loud!" So his voice was like thunder, passing through the dark lake and spreading to the stands.

"Listen to everyone, our Warriors are already in their place. As soon as I whistle, the second project will begin. They have an entire hour to regain what they have been stolen from their hands. I count to three. One…two…three!

A sharp whistle echoed in the cold and still air. A burst of cheers and applause broke out from the stands.

Furong and Clum performed a headbone on themselves, which looked like a glass fish tank on their heads. Harry Potter took out a ball of something like a rat's tail from his pocket and swallowed it in one bite. Then the three of them rushed into the lake.

Now only Silver stood on the shore slowly without any movement.

Boos came from the audience.

Silver took out his wand and made a complex and gorgeous move in the air, which calmed the audience down and everyone was waiting to see what kind of spell this player who had a stunning performance in the first game would use.

"Oh, while the other three players have jumped into the lake, our favorite to win the championship, Jack Silver did something unique and puzzling. What kind of spell did he want to cast with his wand? Oh, I saw Silver chanting a spell! This spell looks very long!" Bagman's voice echoed on the field.

As Silver chanted the spell, the air around him seemed to flow quickly with the spell. The audience closest to the field could even feel the air was vibrating.

Silver completed the spell and pointed his wand forward with a question-

An incredible scene appeared, as if a pair of invisible giant hands separated the lake water, revealing a passage at the bottom of the lake that could accommodate the two of them.

The sun shone on the dark and deep mud at the bottom of the lake, and some unlucky little fish kept jumping on the mud.

"Oh, what did I see! Player Silver used some unknown spell to separate the lake! It's amazing! I've never seen such a spell!" Bagman's voice increased octave.
Chapter completed!