Multiverse Skill System

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"Next up are our friends from the north. Welcome the gentlemen of Durmstrang School, and their principal, Igor Kakarov."

The sound of neat, orderly wooden sticks striking the ground rang out, and a group of men carrying canes appeared, instantly filling the entire scene with masculine energy.

They waved their canes, chanted softly, and performed martial arts moves as they walked. If it weren't for the magical sparks on their canes, Yi Shuihan would have thought they were a martial arts team from somewhere!

While watching the performances with an unchanged expression, Yi Shuihan was actually complaining in his heart. One school was full of girls, and the other was full of boys. Did their school have gender discrimination? And they were both among the three major colleges in Europe? It was really strange.

It has all kinds of schools, including boys' schools, girls' schools, and Hogwarts-style schools.

"It's Krum."

"My God, it's him! Victor Krum."

Viktor Krum, the Seeker for the Bulgarian national Quidditch team, is a big star and an idol to many students. He has a tough, soldierly air about him.

The orthodox magic academies have now completed their entrances; next up are the three newly established academies.

At this moment, people from Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang all showed expressions of curiosity. Although they knew the origins of the remaining three schools in advance, they had never seen a non-traditional Muggle magic school before.

"Then welcome the representatives from the three schools in England: the Royal Academy of Magic, Cambridge School of Magic, and Oxford School of Magic."

As the melodious national anthem of the United Kingdom began to play, a group of men and women dressed in magnificent military uniforms came into view. Each of them exuded an aristocratic air, and every movement, every smile, and every glance was a standard aristocratic style.

This group of people were naturally from the Royal Magic Academy of the UK. Their names all contained the word "Royal," indicating that the school had an extraordinary origin. It was founded by the royal family and specifically recruited nobles, making it a truly prestigious aristocratic school.

It's worth mentioning that the students at the Royal Magic Academy in England use a special version of the Awakener Potion, and in terms of magic power, they are stronger than those at orthodox magic schools like Hogwarts.

The nobles of Ying Kingdom have invested heavily in cultivating a good heir, resulting in heirs with willpower far exceeding that of ordinary people. This is because only in this way can the special version of the Awakener's Potion be used effectively.

After the group of aristocratic students passed by, a group of young men and women full of intelligence appeared. Cambridge Magic Academy was named as such because many of them were from Cambridge University and were representatives of high intelligence.

Finally, the Oxford School of Magic entered, their name stemming from the same reason as the Cambridge School of Magic.

In fact, Yi Shuihan was quite surprised by the names of the two academies mentioned at the beginning, especially when he thought of things like the Beijing Magic Academy, Tsinghua Magic Academy, MIT Magic Academy, etc. It always felt strange, the image was too beautiful.

“That’s Her Majesty the Queen of England. I’ve seen her on TV. Good heavens, she’s here too.”

"That one is the British Foreign Minister, and that one is the Minister of National Defense."

Some non-pure-blood wizards living in the Muggle world exclaimed in surprise.

The Queen is actually the head of the Royal Magic Academy, and she has stipulated that every future headmaster must be the current Queen. When Yi Shuihan learned of this, he had to admire the Queen's methods. In this way, she could legitimately control a large amount of magical power, and even if the whole world became magical, the royal family's status would not be greatly affected.

Chapter 568, Generous Rewards

After a brief welcome reception, they finally got down to business: the specific format of the top six tournament.

"Perhaps the students of Hogwarts already know something about this tournament, but our friends from afar are not yet aware of it. Let me now introduce the specifics of this tournament."

Standing on the stage, speaking on behalf of Yi Shuihan, was Quirrell—yes, Quirrell, or Voldemort.

When they saw him standing on the stage, many people who knew his identity had very strange expressions. Intimidated by Voldemort's reputation, they all behaved very obediently and dared not make a sound.

"What's wrong with them? Is that guy very powerful? Everyone seems afraid of him."

"Who knows?"

"He doesn't look scary at all! Or does he have some kind of powerful background?"

Ordinary people are unaware of what is happening in the wizarding world, so the students from the three Ying Kingdom academies found the changes on the field very strange.

At this moment, Quirrell on the stage underwent a new transformation. A chilling magical aura enveloped him, and then his entire being changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a tall, thin man with a flat nose, skin paler than a skull, and cat-like eyes.

"It's more comfortable like this. Hello everyone, I'm Voldemort."

Through magical means, Voldemort briefly descended into Quirrell's body.

"It really is him! The mysterious man."

Wizards who had experienced the magical chaos of that time looked at Voldemort with fear in their eyes, and even students who had not experienced it but had heard about Voldemort from their parents were very nervous.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, some of Voldemort's supporters have fanaticism in their eyes.

"Is this still the Voldemort I know?" Dumbledore sat in his seat, looking at the face not far away that, although it exuded a cold aura, was forcing a smile. He felt like he was dreaming. Where was the demeanor of the Dark Lord in this Voldemort? His integrity had been completely lost!

"Voldemort."

Harry looked at Voldemort with some confusion, because he didn't feel any pain from the scar on his forehead and thought the one on it was a fake Voldemort. But in the current situation, it was impossible for a fake Voldemort to appear!

After all, Voldemort was the murderer of his parents, and Harry could never forgive him. He had only given up before because he couldn't completely kill Voldemort. Now, seeing Voldemort right in front of him, his eyes were red, and he was almost unable to suppress his urge to rush up and take revenge.

"The Six-Way Championship was carefully decided upon by our Multiverse Research Institute after careful deliberation. We will inform the participants of each stage one day in advance. After each stage, the deans of the six schools and our institute director will score the participants, and the final average score will be calculated. The institute director's score will be calculated at 3 times the average score."

"Really? Wouldn't that mean the director of the Multiverse Research Institute could be a regular judge all by himself? Would the others be able to accept that?"

"Why can't we accept it? Look, no one else has said anything!"

Those who noticed the principals' attitudes were immediately shocked and made a preliminary judgment about Yi Shuihan's power, realizing that his status was far beyond that of the principals.

"This year's competition is a little different from the past. Instead of individual competitions, teams of three will compete. Each college will select one team to represent their college in the competition. The final rewards are also different. In addition to the trophy, there are also special gifts provided by our research institute."

"The team that finishes 6th will receive a consolation prize of 10,000 Galleons; the team that finishes 5th will receive 30,000 Galleons and one Enhancer Potion; the team that finishes 4th will receive 30,000 Galleons and three Enhancer Potions; the team that finishes 3rd will receive 60,000 Galleons, three Enhancer Potions, and one Deluxe Awakener Potion; the team that finishes 2nd will receive 60,000 Galleons, three Enhancer Potions, and two Deluxe Awakener Potions; and finally, the champion team..."

The rewards had completely ignited the atmosphere, and all the students were excited. They had never expected such rewards before; they were far too generous, and there was no danger to their lives. As long as they were selected, they would receive the reward, which was incredibly attractive.

"The champion team will receive a trophy, 10 Galleons, 10 bottles of enhancement potions, 3 bottles of deluxe Awakener potions, and most importantly, a magic potion that can extend life by 200 years. The magic potion can be used in measured amounts."

The entire venue fell silent. Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak. That was 200 years of lifespan—enough to live two more lifetimes! Not to mention the students, even the teachers, professors, and reporters who had been invited to film and report on the event couldn't resist the allure of the prize. They wished they could immediately become contestants and win the championship.

After a brief silence, the entire venue erupted in cheers and exclamations.

"Sigh, why didn't I graduate a few years later? Maybe I could have been selected then!"

"What a grand gesture! It really is a grand gesture. I knew it was the right decision to have Director Yi organize this competition! Although it goes against tradition, what does tradition matter in the face of this powerful helium gold!"

Knowing how generous the rewards were, the presidents of the various colleges had already made up their minds: regardless of the rules, helping their students was a good idea!

Even Professor Dumbledore couldn't remain calm, rubbing his hands together several times to quell his excitement.

"No matter what, you must win the championship. Whichever team can donate the championship reward to the Empire, I will grant them the noble title of Imperial Earl. Those who already have a title can make a condition of equivalent value to the Empire."

That evening, the Queen summoned the people from the three academies and announced the matter.

Chapter 569, A Powerful Curse?

Looking at Hermione standing in front of him, wanting to say something but unable to speak, with a pretty blush on her face, Yi Shuihan found it quite amusing. He didn't take the initiative to speak, but just looked at Hermione with a "you don't say anything, I won't say anything" kind of look.

She was still just a young girl, and didn't have the thick skin of Yi Shuihan. She lowered her head when she was stared at.

"Um, could you tell me how to get selected for the Goblet of Fire?"

The sound was so faint that it was almost inaudible, but thanks to Yi Shuihan's unique physical structure, which was different from that of ordinary people, it was still audible.

"What did you say? Say it again, I can't hear you."

Even so, Yi Shuihan had no intention of admitting that he had heard it. Besides, what fun would there be if he didn't tease her at a time like this?

"Could you tell me how to get selected for the Goblet of Fire? Harry and Ron pulled me into forming a team, and we also want to participate in the Six-Way Tournament."

This time, his voice was much more normal, but his speaking speed was surprisingly fast.

"Why are you asking me something like this? Shouldn't everyone know?"

With a surprised expression, Yi Shuihan said.

Hermione looked at Yi Shuihan in confusion. What did he mean by "everyone knows"? Did he mean that everyone knew how to be chosen?

You probably haven't registered yet, have you?

"Ok!"

Hermione nodded.

"After registering, you'll have a chance to be selected."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Hermione rushed forward and began grabbing at Yi Shuihan's clothes.

"Okay, I understand. You want to know how to get guaranteed selection."

A moment later, Yi Shuihan was the first to retreat, which finally made Hermione stop torturing his clothes. However, her puffed-up face was quite a sight to behold.

How did you know I knew this?

"yeah!"

Hermione jumped up excitedly, "I wasn't really sure, I was just asking to see what would happen. I didn't expect you to actually know! Tell me quickly."

"Forehead!"

Yi Shuihan was speechless.

"I suddenly don't want to tell you anymore. As the organizer of the competition, how could I lead the way in cheating? How could such a thing happen to me?"

His righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor left Hermione speechless.

"I think I saw a fake Yi!"

Hermione muttered to herself.

"Alright, in that case, I'll have to figure it out myself."

Hermione turned away decisively, clearly not intending to ask any further questions.

"What's happening?"

This time it was Yi Shuihan's turn to be dumbfounded. He looked at Hermione's back and thought, "It was just a joke. There's no cheating or anything. Which rule says that telling Hermione how to get chosen is cheating?"

"Wait! I'll tell you."

Unconsciously, after Hermione took a few steps, Yi Shuihan called her to stop. Then, seeing Hermione's triumphant smile as she turned around, Yi Shuihan suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into her trap.

However, since things had come to this point, Yi Shuihan didn't try to back out and told Hermione a method that would definitely get her chosen.

"You're not kidding me, are you? How could there be such a shameless method?" Hermione questioned, unable to accept Yi Shuihan's suggestion.

"Absolutely right. As long as you write 'Yi Shuihan is the most handsome' a hundred times on the registration form, you will definitely be selected as a participant in the Goblet of Fire! Anyway, I've already told you the method. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Writing "Yi Shuihan is the most handsome" on the registration form was obviously just something Yi Shuihan made up. What was really useful wasn't that, but rather that he would personally change the rules of the Goblet of Fire later.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. Think about it carefully! If you can't figure it out, you should ask your two teammates for their opinions. Even if they're useless, I believe they can still be of some help."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Before Hermione could fully raise her hand, Yi Shuihan had already completely disappeared from her sight.

……

"Hermione, how is it? Did he tell you?"

As Hermione approached, Harry and Ron surrounded her, asking expectantly.

Hermione looked at her two friends and nodded with some difficulty.

"Oh yeah!"

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, then clapped their hands in celebration, their faces flushed with excitement.

There's no way around it; this is a competition where you get a prize just for being officially selected. If Hermione is telling the truth, then they've already earned at least 1 Galleons.

Ron had never seen so many Galleons in his life. He began to fantasize about the wonderful days to come, when he wouldn't have to wear his brother's old clothes and suits, or use his brother's discarded books and pens. He wouldn't have to...

"All the old things are saying goodbye to me. From now on, I, Ron, will live a wonderful life with firsthand knowledge."

Ron blurted out his innermost thoughts without realizing it, drool still dripping from his mouth, causing Harry and Hermione, who had noticed this, to silently move a few steps away from him.

It took Ron a while to calm down and realize his lapse in composure, but he could only stand there awkwardly grinning.

"So, what exactly is the method?"

Harry asked.

"It means writing a sentence a hundred times on the paper we registered for." Hermione subconsciously didn't want to say that sentence, or rather, she felt ashamed to say it.

"Can it be done with just one sentence? Is it some kind of incredibly powerful spell? I've heard that the cup possesses immense magical power, and ordinary forces simply cannot affect it."

Ron interrupted, not noticing the strange look on Hermione's face after hearing his words.

“I also think Ron is right, it must be a powerful spell.”

Harry also supported Ron's guess.

"Tell us quickly, what exactly is the curse?"

Are you sure you want to know?

"Of course!"