Draco, brimming with self-confidence, spent the entire day looking down on everyone and ignoring everyone else.
When it was time for evening training, Vincent had barely raised his hand when he lay down on the ring and pretended to be dead.
"Oh dear~ I'm going to die~"
His smug, punchable expression would send anyone's blood pressure soaring.
If the students hadn't been watching, Vincent would have pounced on them and given them a good beating.
"Wayne, I need to go back and get some rest." Draco slowly stood up and gently patted off non-existent wrinkles on his clothes.
"Goodbye, you can play with Potter by yourself."
He walked to the edge of the ring, reached out and pulled the ropes, and with an extremely graceful movement, he flipped and jumped off.
As he swaggered out of the Club Room, Vincent's furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Without a doubt, Snape must have revealed the story about the dragon.
Given the Malfoy Family's character, they would definitely try every possible way to cheat.
Vincent had thought that Draco, the little blondie, had finally developed some backbone and looked a bit more pleasing to the eye, but reality proved that he was overthinking it.
Another painful and agonizing night has passed, and Harry, who has just woken up, has already adjusted to his exhaustion.
He got up, went to the wardrobe, and took out a shirt that was a bit too big.
After changing into his school uniform, he found that both his shirt and pants were now much tighter.
Although the process of resistance training is painful and agonizing, its effects are remarkable.
Harry habitually went to the mirror and carefully examined himself.
My muscles are much firmer than yesterday, and I've also grown a bit taller.
He looked at himself in the mirror and recalled the training he had been doing for the past two weeks.
"Harry?" Ron, who was in the next bed, woke up.
Harry finished reminiscing, turned to face him, and raised his arm to reveal the sleeve of his school uniform that was stretched out. "Look, Ron, I'll be changing my new school uniform again soon."
Ron rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Although Harry has been changing every day lately, today's change was quite significant.
"It must be because Malfoy ran away last night."
Harry suddenly realized, "Yes, the training intensity remains the same, but the training time has increased, so the training effect will naturally be better."
Ron looked delighted. "If only Malfoy didn't come again, he'd definitely get a beating from the Fire Dragons next week."
Draco's physical abilities were already much weaker Harry's, and now the gap between them has widened even further. It would be a miracle if he could pass the level smoothly.
The two, in high spirits, finished washing up and left the dormitory. They had just reached the first corner of the corridor when they ran into a stranger holding an alchemy video recording device.
Judging from his attire, he should be an employee of the Ministry of Magic.
"Please wait, Mr. Potter."
The man politely extended his hand to Harry. "I am Gerry Weir, the editor-in-chief of the Magical News Department at the Ministry of Magic."
Harry politely shook his hand, "Hello, Mr. Weil."
Gerry slightly raised the device in his other hand. "Excuse me for bothering you, Mr. Potter. Well, with the Triwizard Tournament approaching, the department specifically sent me to the school to document the Warriors' Daily Life."
The promotional video for the Champion's wand testing ceremony has been completed and is now available for Wizarding World around the world to see, wherever there is Magical Projection.
Harry and Ron's expressions both turned somewhat grim.
Boring, extremely boring, that was their unanimous assessment of the promotional video.
I don't know who edited the promotional video, there are always inexplicable transitions. One second it's an interview with Phoebe, the next it's the three great wand makers of Europe commenting on Viktor Krum's wand.
"Mr. Gerry, I have class today, I'm afraid..."
"It's alright." Gerry smiled broadly. "Mr. Potter, I'm filming your real daily life, so please rest assured, it won't affect you."
Harry couldn't refuse the other's sincerity. "Well... alright, we're going to the Great Hall for breakfast now, Mr. Will, would you like to come with us?"
"Of course." Gerry slung the recording equipment over his shoulder. "Mr. Potter, please relax. You don't have to worry about the camera, you can even pretend I don't exist."
How could you not care about such a big, living person?
Harry nodded awkwardly. "Let's go, Mr. Weill."
As he went down the stairs, he felt that the name Gerry Weir sounded very familiar.
His godfather Sirius Black had told him that there was a very good young man in the Magical News Department, who seemed to be Gary, the one who was following him Gerry taking pictures.
He's already the editor-in-chief in his early twenties; their director has good judgment.
Upon arriving at the Great Hall, the students were very curious about Gerry's actions.
"Film the Champion's daily lives?" After getting the answer, everyone thought of that "blockbuster".
Even the three most notorious idiots in Europe couldn't make a difference, so what kind of publicity effect can these even more boring daily life videos have?
Vincent, on the other hand, thinks everyday life is pretty good. As long as the editing isn't messed up, this kind of film that's close to real life will definitely resonate with everyone.
Barty Crouch is quite the director; judging by this, every Champion should get a promotional video.
The next morning
The promotional video for the wand testing ceremony was removed from the Magical Projection around the world and replaced with a typical, ordinary day in the life of Champion Potter.
Harry looked very shy in the footage, eating breakfast very carefully, as if afraid that his eating manners would be too unsightly.
When it was time for class, he listened attentively.
During breaks, he played Gwent like most students.
When it came time for evening training, the wizards felt a little sorry for the children.
After an hour of high-intensity physical training, standing still and being beaten for another hour without uttering a sound would be unbearable for most people.
While witnessing Harry's perseverance, the wizards also witnessed Vincent's almost abnormal self-control.
The force of the punches and slaps that hit Harry was almost the same; there was no difference in strength between them.
Moreover, Vincent maintained a consistent pace throughout the one-hour impact training session, neither speeding up nor slowing down.
His terrifying stamina reminded the wizards of his father, who was said to be a top special forces soldier in the Muggle world.
If the son is already like this, the father will only become stronger.
Throughout the entire film, a few wizards showed subtle changes in their attitudes toward Muggle.
Their physical prowess far surpasses that of professional Quidditch players; if they were to add their Iron Wand to their physique, they might very well be a match for magic.
A few wizards began to worry about the future, but most expressed disdain.
No matter how strong your physical training is, you can still be taken down by a single curse.
However, after another day, they could no longer keep up their stubbornness.