A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 340: Light show and accident

  Chapter 342 Lantern Show and Accident

  They returned to the camp along the path illuminated by lanterns. They took out all kinds of magic lamps in the big tent and piled them up into a hill.

   "Except for those two 'big guys', the rest are here." Keremy said.

  Lupine smiled and said, "Felix, your plan still shocks me. I've been waiting for today." Keremi also looked at him expectantly.

  Felix shrugged and pressed his wand against his forehead, wisps of silver light appeared at the tip of the wand.

  “Hiss~”

  Felix gritted his teeth and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "The model is too delicate, it's a bit troublesome to take it out. It feels like digging out a spoonful from your brain..."

  Cremy gave him a disgusted look, the professor's description was too weird.

  Felix pulled out a long strand of silver memory from his brain, twisted it into a ball, and held it in the palm of his hand. Then he stretched out his palm, gold and silver threads intertwined in the air, and a hexagonal snowflake-like open-air corridor building was slowly formed in his hand. In the center of the snowflake corridor, there was a palm-sized vortex constantly churning, Felix Si waved his wand with the other hand, and magic lamps poured into the vortex one after another, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

  Under the watchful eyes of the two, the six or seven-foot snowflake-shaped building gently floated up, flew into the air, and continued to expand until it occupied a small half of the camp. The building fell suddenly, and Keremy screamed, and in the next second, she found herself in a gorgeous corridor.

  In the long corridor, magic lamps of different shapes loomed.

  Afterwards, Felix cast a levitation spell on himself, pulling himself to a height of thirty or forty feet, looking like a huge kite in the dark night, fluttering and swaying with the wind.

  He looked down condescendingly, and with a finger of his wand, a corner of the Snowflake Corridor extended outward, connecting to the road back from the gymnasium.

  Felix fell from mid-air, "Okay, almost, let's spend a little more time to adjust——"

  "Professor Haipu, what kind of magic is this?" Keremy asked through the railing of a corridor.

  "Well, how about being responsive...thinking hut?"

  "The Responsive Thinking Cabin." Keremi thought about the name, it sounded weird, but when her palms passed through the pillars of the corridor, she felt a little reasonable.

  ……

  The Weasleys, Harry, Sirius, and Hermione were carried forward by the tide-like crowd, squeezing each other until they left the gymnasium. There was endless discussion.

  There are leprechauns flying over their heads non-stop, holding a small golden or green lamp in their hands, giggling and laughing in mid-air.

  “Ireland’s Chasers are fantastic, no, everyone is great and they work together flawlessly. Bulgaria has only one absolute player, Krum, but they have a problem with their cooperation, a big problem.” Charlie commented.

  "The character is not very good, you can see the number of fouls they have committed." Ron said.

  "Ron," Charlie said, "reasonable fouls can disrupt the opponent's rhythm, especially when the opponent's momentum is overwhelming."

  Mr. Weasley disagreed with him, "Charlie, I think - the game should be clean, no elbows or small moves should be allowed, once the referee appears..."

  "Dad, you also said that it was just blowing the whistle, not being sent off. In order to win the game, I remember some people cast jinxes. I experienced a lot when I was in school."

  Mr. Weasley and Charlie were in a heated argument, and Charlie said helplessly: "I also hope that the game will be completely clean, but this kind of thing cannot be eliminated at all."

  Hermione yawned big, and Mr. Weasley noticed her state, and he said gently: "Back at the camp, we can drink a glass of cocoa milk, which will help us sleep... Believe me, tonight Very noisy."

  Ginny was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, she pulled Hermione's sleeve and walked forward, "Are they still planning to have a bonfire party?"

   "Ha! It's not impossible." Mr. Weasley said: "This competition ended too early, and I didn't enjoy it very much. You must know that most people actually came prepared and prepared to persist for three to five days ... just wait and see, the night will not stop."

  They found that the noise ahead had disappeared, replaced by exclamations, "Look over there!" Hermione's eyes widened.

  On the road leading to the camp, at some point, an open corridor protruded towards this side. Various lights were hung in the corridor, illuminating the exquisite patterns and patterns on it.

   "What's this?" Ginny suddenly felt relieved and stood on tiptoe to get a better view.

  "I don't know..." Mr. Weasley looked confused, "Could it be a program prepared by the Ministry?"

  They walked closer and found that this promenade building was actually an illusion. A naughty child kept shuttling back and forth on both sides of the railing, giggling non-stop, and another older boy hid himself In the carved colonnade of the corridor, thinking his family would not find him.

  His parents looked at the little guy helplessly, and could only cooperate and look around him, "Little Leo, where are you hiding?"

  The boy covered his mouth, his eyes bent into crescents.

   "Obviously, it has something to do with Professor Haip." The Weasley twins pointed to the magic lamp hanging in the corridor, "This is a product only available from Future World Company, I'll show you—"

  He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and his fingertips passed through a palm-sized lion-shaped magic lamp. "Huh? Is this also an illusion?" But then, they realized that this was a small game. A line of golden words appeared in the air, which was an anagram.

  ‘Which letter is an animal? ’

  "Oh, this is too simple." Fred muttered, "It's the letter B, which means bees." It fell off the vine and floated on his hand.

  The little lion opened his eyes, bowed his body, stretched out a pair of small wings from behind, flew up in a flutter, and circled around Fred. He opened his mouth and spit out a white ball of light.

  The phantom of a castle projected by the ball of light, with a line of small words, "Future World - Headquarters in Diagon Alley, England", the phantom flickered for a few seconds and disappeared, leaving only a milky white light ball, Radiates a bright light.

  “Whoa,” said Fred admiringly, “Looks like those guys have added a new feature.”

   "Is it Mr. Haipu's 'Future World' company?" Mr. Weasley asked with great interest. He has heard the Weasley brothers talk about it at the dinner table these days, and he has learned a lot about this company.

   "Exactly," said Fred.

  Mr. Weasley blinked, "So, girls and boys, are you still sleepy now?"

   "Oh, Dad, we've got to at least get ourselves a little magic lamp!" Ron shouted, and his words elicited a lot of approval. It could be seen that the crossword puzzle wasn't too difficult, and there was hope for everyone.

  In the 'Future World' tent, Felix was holding a small corridor model in his hand, and his eyes were shining with silver. He seemed to have heard what they said, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  The Weasleys were looking for lantern riddles, and Ron even said boldly: "I want to guess ten!" But soon they realized the problem, only the first riddle was relatively simple, and the second The difficulty increases abruptly with each attempt.

  Hermione held a small magic lamp of a pocket lion in her hand, and stood in front of an owl-sized fire dragon magic lamp, which was exhaling 'breath' in all directions, surrounded by seven or eight people watching.

  Harry leaned over, Hermione's anagram was a logical reasoning question, and the dozen or so names on it made him dizzy, he read it twice carefully, but he didn't understand the meaning of the question.

   "Do you know the answer?" He asked Hermione who was thinking hard.

   "Oh, don't bother me, I'll figure it out soon." Hermione said, her wand kept gesticulating, leaving strange symbols in mid-air, which should be Latin letters? thought Harry, walking up and down through the crowd, and saw Mr. Barty Crouch head-on.

  "Hello, Potter."

   "Hello, Mr. Crouch." Harry said bluntly. Crouch had a quarrel with Sirius only in the afternoon.

  Barty Crouch had a strange light in his eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure, "Come with me, Potter, I have something to ask you."

   "What?" Harry asked in amazement.

   "Regarding Sirius Black, someone filed a lawsuit against him for attacking the wizards of Knockturn Alley while he was at large," Crouch said indifferently.

   "But the Ministry of Magic has given proof! Sirius is innocent!" said Harry angrily.

  "That's on the premise that no one will be held accountable." Crouch said impatiently, he stretched out his hand——

  "Let go of Harry!"

  A roar sounded, Sirius came from behind, pushed Barty Crouch away, drew out his wand and pointed at him, "Old guy, what do you want to do to Harry!"

  Their conflict attracted the attention of a group of foreign fans. Crouch nodded at the two and left without looking back.

   "What's going on?" Sirius asked.

  "I don't know, he said that someone sued you, let me go with him." Harry said.

  "How could—how could!" Sirius said incredulously, "I'll go to him and ask him!"

   "Don't go," Harry pulled Sirius back, "Don't go, Sirius, he's a senior official of the Ministry of Magic—"

   "I'm not afraid of him, let go, Harry!" said Sirius angrily.

   "Sirius, I don't want to lose you again." Harry said.

  Sirius suddenly lost all his strength, his fingers trembled, "Okay, let's go back to the tent first, you and I have a good talk, there is definitely something wrong with that Barty Crouch!"

  Seeing that Sirius had been persuaded, Harry said with a face of approval: "I think so too, I have a guess..."

  ……

  Fudge looked at the promenade building that suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but ask the staff next to him: "Whose idea is this, why don't I know?"

  A staff member of the Ministry of Magic said: "It's the 'Future World' company. They applied to hold a light show before, and we approved it, but, just..." He looked at the huge building in front of him, and said hesitantly: "We I didn't expect such a big battle to happen."

   "Felix Hemp's company?" asked Fudge. He didn't mention the issue of secrecy. This afternoon, 100,000 people made a lot more noise than now, and it's still late at night, in the wilderness, so there is no risk.

  The only Muggle family living nearby should have slept, and even if they didn't, the staff of the Ministry of Magic would let them sleep.

  He cares more about whose company this is.

  The staff member nodded.

   "Then when did he make it out, it didn't come out when we were watching the game." He stretched out his thick fingers and circled a huge circle, including the buildings in his sight.

  The staff said: "I asked the colleague who stayed behind, and he said—" He suddenly became hesitant: "He said he appeared suddenly, and he was on duty, but a building fell from the sky..."

  Fudge didn't speak. After watching for a while, he waved his hand, "Leave me alone. I'll walk alone." Hidden corners will explode suddenly, often a box of candy with the name of the future world company written on it, or various small souvenirs, and among them, the most eye-catching thing is a thing called "animation".

   It can be seen that as long as the number of children gathered together reaches a certain standard, pictures will be projected one after another in the corridor, just like comic strips connected together, but they are much more attractive than comic strips. The plot is coherent and the plot is interesting, even he couldn't help watching it for six or seven minutes until the end of the animation.

  At the end of the animation, there is a string of small words, "This product is under development and will be completed in the next three to five years. Please look forward to it." After that is the company name and address.

  Fudge walked forward with complicated emotions, and finally came to the end of the corridor - there was a hexagonal open space. Only then did he realize that the place he came from was just an extended corner, similar to There are five more in the corridor.

  Crowds of people gathered from different corridors, talking and laughing, holding various small magic lamps in their hands.

  "Brother Uriah, can we see Mr. Hep?" said a lively voice, she was a young witch with long, beautiful golden hair.

  The young wizard called 'Big Brother Uria' smiled and said, "I'm not sure, but I'm sure I'll see him at Hogwarts this year. Beth, where's your brother?"

  The young witch sighed, "Byles and the anagram are on the line, if you have to get a second magic lamp, don't even think about it. There are 100,000 people here, and even one person can't do it. How could it be so? Easy to get the second one."

  Uria said with a smile: "I hope he can succeed, so that I can exchange the magic lamp in the shape of a thunderbird with him."

  Bethni pointed to the open space, and a huge fire dragon suddenly appeared. It was a black Hungarian Horntail with a hideous shape and was seventy feet long. There was a commotion in the crowd.

  There was a young witch standing under the fire dragon. Keremy waved her magic wand excitedly, making the Hungarian Horntail alive. It was glowing all over, which is why people didn’t run away immediately. It's a giant magic lamp.

  The fire dragon flapped its wings, flew up from the ground, and soared in the low sky. People from different positions in the camp raised their heads together.

  “Welcome to the magic lamp exhibition hosted by Future World.” said Kremi Vera.

  The Hungarian Horntail spewed out a fan-shaped light, like a brilliant fireworks show, and the crowd applauded.

  "Is this an adult dragon?" Outside the tent, Harry asked dumbfounded. It's not that he has never seen a dragon. Take it to the observatory and have Charlie's friends take it.

  "Yes," said Sirius, "if you encounter it, you must hide away."

   "How dangerous are they? I know Charlie keeps dragons in Romania." Harry asked.

   "Dangerous?" Sirius repeated, earnestly: "They can stomp you to death against your spell, or burn you to death by breathing fire, and their flames are magical flames. There are not enough knowledge and professional training, do not try to challenge them.”

   "Could it be that spells don't work on them?" Harry opened his mouth wide.

   "How should I put it, if your spell hits the scales, it's probably useless. Even if it's the skin, you have to look at the position and chant the spell continuously in one place. Of course, you can also use tricks... such as cheating, or attacking." Weakness. The most convenient one is the Eye Sickness Curse, but it requires enough luck."

  Next, they saw a fire dragon performance. Soon, a second Charmander appeared, a slightly smaller Peruvian Vipertooth with brass-colored scales and a raised black back.

  The two fire dragons fought, biting each other, hovering and flying into the air. Then all kinds of magical animals appeared on the stage, such as phoenix, chimera, unicorn, flower fairy, horned camel, hippogriff, and long-horned water snake, but people didn't find it. These animals are actually constructed illusions.

  Future world tent.

  Felix hid inside, constantly manipulating this unique performance. Lupine sat aside, and he asked curiously: "Why are you not at the scene, but handed it to Vera instead?"

  Felix rolled his eyes, "I signed a non-disclosure agreement, and I can't disclose the items of the competition. It's hard for people to connect me with the fire dragon, and I have to control the scene."

  He flicked his finger, and in the "magic sand table", five or six moon idiot beasts quietly appeared.

  Lupine choked on his answer, "A lot of magic lamps in the shape of fire dragons have been sold, so you pretend you have nothing to do with them?"

  Felix explained solemnly: "I just agree with the shape of a magic lamp designed by you."

  The performance lasted for two hours, longer than the final of the Quidditch World Cup. Finally, Felix was a little tired. He informed Vera that after she announced the end of the performance ~IndoMTL.com~ The magical animals and the snowflake-shaped corridor that occupied half of the camp disappeared little by little.

  Kremi and Arik ran back, unable to hide their excitement.

  "Professor, Arik's leaflets have been sent out. We have prepared 5,000 leaflets, which is not enough. Many people can only write down their names."

   "Well, it seems that the company has no shortage of orders." Felix said, "Remember to attach a brochure of the company's products when delivering the goods, and some products that are still under development can also be put on it. publicity."

  Cremy sighed: "I can imagine how busy it will be."

  "You decided to stay, Vera?"

  "Of course." Keremi said with a smile, "I'm kind of looking forward to what the company will look like in five or ten years."

  ……

  With the end of the light show, the camp became quiet, and some scattered celebrants sang songs in rough voices, and had a little conflict with people from time to time, but it was nothing to the camp of 100,000 people. The staff of the Ministry of Magic can solve it quickly.

  At three or four o'clock, there was a slight commotion.

  (end of this chapter)