Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

332: Chapter 325 Let’s examine your soul and enter a prize draw.A few days later, Toby and Wino successfully returned to the starting point carrying the black cat’s head.

The journey was mostly peaceful, aside from the last remaining solo contestant who attempted a sneak attack but was dealt with by the two; no other incidents occurred.

When the two figures emerged from the forest, despite the audience coming from different countries on Blue Star, they were met with a mountain-shaking, sea-tsunami-like roar of applause.

Toby was slightly taken aback for a moment but soon felt a sense of relief as he understood why; every spectator had a reason to applaud.

For the audience from Ying Country, the two were their fellow countrymen, and their victory was worth celebrating. For the foreign audience, everyone was a resident of Blue Star, so they naturally had reason to be happy as well.

In short, everyone felt like they had won.

Dumbledore flew out from a tree branch, suspended in mid-air as he announced the two as the champions of this final, noting that the prizes would be awarded at the start of the next semester.

As for the three missing people, he stated there was no need to worry.

That black cat was a magical creature Dumbledore had specifically found to play the villain, named ’Huan’.

’Huan’s’ abilities were very singular and not particularly powerful, only capable of creating some simple illusions.

After Dumbledore caught it, he made a pact: as long as it could trick all the contestants into the tree hollow—which was ’Huan’s’ lair—he would release it.

Otherwise... the victory conditions of the competition had already been explained.

Following this, Dumbledore pulled out his teaching rod staff to cast a spell, leading everyone back to Blue Star.

...

Outside the arena, teams were still arriving one after another, and the area was already packed to the point that not a drop of water could leak through.

Just like those who arrived first, they did not dare to rashly step into the arena to do anything to the spectators who were sleeping with their eyes closed.

It wasn’t that they were worried about everyone’s safety—after all, one shouldn’t overestimate the moral bottom line of certain countries—they were simply terrified that causing trouble would draw the old man’s gaze.

The traces of several supernatural interventions made it clear: no matter how powerful one’s country was, there was only one outcome if the supernatural came looking for trouble—the country would tie them up tight and hand them over to atone for their sins.

The Ying Country team on standby at the perimeter waited from day until night, their hearts filled with anxiety as they paced back and forth.

The Queen’s soul had been out of her body for nearly ten hours. Although her current body had regained its youth and all functions were at their peak, she wouldn’t be able to hold out if she went without food or water for too long.

The group couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, discussing that if the Queen remained asleep after reaching the limit of human endurance, they would have to take a risk.

Someone in the team voiced an objection.

”I believe with Mr. Dumbledore present, the Queen’s safety will not be in danger.”

”It would certainly be easy for the supernatural to maintain the Queen’s physical health, but they might not necessarily care. Or rather, they can go a long time without eating and might overlook that ordinary people rely on food to keep their bodies running.”

”No, no, no, Dum... Look!” The person in the white coat who was arguing stopped mid-sentence, suddenly standing on tiptoe to look toward the arena and shouting loudly to his companions.

His voice was high-pitched, attracting the researchers from nearby teams, and then the reaction spread like a photocopy to the distance. Soon, everyone noticed that people inside the arena were slowly opening their eyes.

The awakened spectators didn’t seem to have reacted yet; their eyes were dazed, and they turned their heads to look around. Only when they saw their companions and relatives did they snap out of it—their souls had returned.

The awakening was not simultaneous; some spectators woke sooner than others, some faster and some slower, likely influenced by their physical constitution, as everyone’s body is different.

The excited team researchers restrained their emotions until everyone had regained consciousness, then they sprinted toward the arena while signaling for their equipment to follow.