Novel & Cerita Who Won The Triwizard Tournament

In the end, he knew nothing of his most recent opponents to reach a conclusion. “You won against Neasir and those two?” Gyra asked, impressed. Somewhere off to their side Fyodan approached. “Wasn’t Ariadne supposed to be some kind of protégé or something?” “Trudi’s spells are deadly,” Lacra said. “And Ariadne’s mind is so sharp I’m surprised she’s not a mind mage.” Gyra nodded thoughtfully. “And Neasir’s a really confident wind mage.” Neasir smirked. “And he won.”

Her grip loosened and I fall back on the ground, coughing. I turned back and saw, Priam and Brad raising their wand towards her. Junnie was there standing with Brad's support. She hissed as she replied looking at them-" You think you can defeat me? You are just a bunch of stupid kids!!!". The war of spells started when I crawled to Jennifer and her friends making sure they are alive. I turned back and saw she was stronger than them. I closed my eyes and command the golden wand to appear before me, opening my eyes, it was in front of me, shining.

He did not even look this happy when he had won the Science Olympiad a year ago. "Of course you are." I stood on the tip of my toes and gave his cheek a kiss. "So, what is that?" I pointed at the stick he was holding. Hunter looked surprised. "You do not know?" He brought the stick closer until I could finally see what it was. It was a replica of the Elder Wand, the most powerful wand in the history of magic wands. "Did you put the pieces back again? I remember Harry broke that one in Deathly Hallows."

Trinity, also known as the Mother of Dark Magic, was the very first human to get the gift of a sorceress. She had a twin named Titania. Ironically, Titania became the Mother of True Magic. While Trinity practiced Dark Magic, Titania practiced true magic which was also known as the magic of white witches. One sister fell into the darkness and another walked in the light. Both of them were enemies till this very day. Trinity was said to earn her magic true mating with one of the princes of Hell. Thus, granting her forbidden magics and immortality. Titania passed at the age of three hundred. Her legacy was carried by those who were born as white witches. From Titania’s lineage, two types of wit

Since Darryl did not reply, Megan sneered as she turned around and said to Master Ralph. “It seems like the results of the tournament have been decided. You can announce it now!” Her voice was not loud, yet it was unquestionable and forceful. Woo! Master Ralph nodded before he slowly walked out onto the stage. He scanned his surroundings. “The World Universe’s Alliance Master has won the tournament with her remarkable powers! The rights of this girl will be given to her!”

I whispered. "Everyone hides something. The question is whether you can accept it when you find out." The next morning, trumpets announced the final trial. The Magic Trial. Everyone gathered in the courtyard. A platform stood in the center where each suitor would show their magical abilities. Morgana addressed the crowd. "Magic is the heart of our kingdom. Your chosen mate must be strong." One by one, the suitors performed. Lord Marcus created ice sculptures. Sir Aldwin summoned lightning. Prince Dorian made flowers bloom.

The orb burst. Water splashed in every direction. Mist covered the battlefield. Two figures stood inside. Only one was on her feet. Nymira lay on her back, soaked, eyes wide, her dagger spinning away across the stones. Velarissa stood over her, chest rising and falling, blood still dripping from her shoulder—but victorious. The crowd erupted. The high mage stood and raised his hand. “Velarissa is the winner of this round!” Trumpets flared. Magic crackled. The stands thundered with applause.

Albus explained. “How did you win against the dark witches?” I asked him, enthralled by his story. “Win?” He asked in self-depreciation. “We barely secured victory, and the last sacrifice was almost performed if it had not been for the timely intervention of Issa and his sister,” Albus said with a shake of his head. “He and his sister both lost their parents to the war, you know.” Did Albus know that I was the last sacrifice? Should I even tell him?

Even though he knew some of them wanted to rebel and he had put measures in place so that even if they decided to betray him, it would be like using a double-edged sword, both sides were deadly. When he had seen the new designs again on the dark web with people bidding for them, he informed his trained hackers who were already on standby to track the IP address. It was later found out that the traitor was the right-hand man of Don Julio, one of his sworn brothers in the underworld. Don Julio had handed his right hand man to Draco to deal with him as he saw fit since the real person he had offended was Draco. What Draco hated was seeing someone biting the hand that feeds him.