God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

After speaking, he sighed loudly: "The future wizard chess world will be ruled by you."

The championship and runner-up competition finally ended, and an hour later, the competition between the third and fourth places also came to an end. Of course, the winner was Fleur Delacour. Her opponent was still adored by her soul after she walked out of the arena. look.

At the final award ceremony, Dumbledore and the president of the International Wizards Chess Association presented the award to Ye Ting. The trophy was the king's image made of pure gold, and there was also a very finely crafted Wizard's Chess as a prize.

After the award, Dumbledore introduced Ye Ting in front of everyone - as a student of Hogwarts.

Looking at this young face on the stage, remembering his crushing record that ended the final in [-] minutes, all the players sighed that the dark age of wizard chess is coming. With this person here, no matter how much other chess players struggle It is impossible to win the championship, and he is so young...

Next, Ye Ting read out his acceptance speech. Everyone was looking forward to what the youngest champion in history would say.

"I'm very happy to be the champion of this competition." Ye Ting was a cliché: "Thank you Hogwarts for cultivating me, thank the professors for their earnest teaching, thank you..."

All in all, clichés that disappointed reporters.

They also thought that the youngest champion would say something incredible. After all, as a young man, it is not strange to be a little arrogant.

Who knows that this guy is just an old fritter. After talking for a long time, he didn't say anything meaningful, and he couldn't find any topic worth reporting.

Just as the reporters were disappointed, Ye Ting released a big bomb at the end of his speech.

"This is my first time participating in the International Wizarding Chess competition, but it is also the last time I will participate in this competition." As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Dumbledore smiled wryly.

All the players were excited.

"I won't play again, and I won't accept challenges from others!" he exclaimed: "Everyone who wants to challenge me at wizard chess, please become the champion of the wizard chess tournament first. Just be the wizard chess tournament. The champion can come to challenge me, and I will not refuse!"

And just like that, he ended his speech.

But the reporters were all excited.

But all the wizard chess players who thought they had a chance to win the championship were heartbroken.

Who wants to challenge you?

What is your manifesto for facing challengers?

You are pushing the champions of all future international wizarding chess tournaments to death.

Said that he would no longer participate in the competition, but he did not refuse the challenge of the championship.

Doesn't this mean that if any champion can't beat him, then he can't be considered a real champion?

……

The game was over, and people left the island one after another.

When leaving, everyone's expressions were quite wonderful.

The reporters and the audience were all satisfied, because the game was quite exciting and the news was quite shocking.

The faces of the players were all ugly, because the future of the wizarding chess world would be ruled by this talented twelve-year-old chess player.

……

In front of the door key, Furong was saying goodbye to Ye Ting.

"That sentence you said at the end of the speech is really cool!" Furong praised Ye Ting, "You didn't see the faces of other people, they all looked ugly at first, when you said they would no longer participate in the competition. They're happy right away, but after you say the last word, their faces change back, which is funny."

Ye Ting looked at the girl's face with a smile.

"What about you? What were you thinking?" he asked.

"I'm not unhappy at all," Furong Jiao explained angrily: "These people can't control their own thoughts and deserve to lose to me. Only people like you are worthy of being the final champion."

The two talked for a long time, and finally, Dumbledore got rid of the reporter and hurried to the door key.

"I'm leaving," Ye Ting stared at Furong with some reluctance.

The three days of getting along gave her a lot of affection for the girl in front of her.

"Are you leaving?" Furong nodded to him, "You must remember to write to me, you can come to France to play with me when you have time. By the way, I still owe you a hair."

She turned her head away and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes.

"There are two now," Ye Ting corrected, "one for research and one for collection."

"Well, it's two." She burst into tears and put the two hairs in Ye Ting's hands.

Ye Ting's hand touched her fingers.

Very smooth and soft.

Finally, Furong couldn't bear it anymore, she suddenly leaned forward, kissed Ye Ting's face, and then shrank back in shock.

Although she is of Veela blood, she is surprisingly innocent.

"Goodbye." She winked at him. "Bon Voyage."

After passing the door key, Ye Ting still felt a little lost.

"Very cute girl, isn't it?" Seeing Ye Ting like this, Dumbledore couldn't help teasing: "Only at this time do I feel like a young man."

"I have completed the agreement." Ye Ting deliberately changed the subject, "You promised me when the seeds would be given to me."

"Don't be so utilitarian." Dumbledore smiled bitterly: "At least let me be the headmaster and be proud of my students for a while."