A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 378: 5 schools gathered

Latest URL: A new week is coming, and this is the last week of October. The professors all speed up their progress to make time for the upcoming competition.

Moody's class was still full of scares. "I can smell coward," he said in class. At that time, he was planning to recite the Imperius Curse to the students in turn. Moody looked at the students with his good eye and said in a low voice, "You will find that the more you run away, the more danger will find you... yeah , it is always particularly fond of cowards."

When he raised his wand, the little wizards all shook together.

In the entire grade, only Harry showed resistance to the Imperius Curse, "You have the potential of an Auror! Potter, let them see what you are capable of!" Leigh had cast the Imperius Curse four times, and Harry didn't turn his attention to the next person until he was free of the Imperius Curse's effects.

When class was over, Ron and Neville walked out of the classroom with each other's arms. gymnastics moves.

"Who does he think he is, the paranoid..." said Ron indignantly, rubbing his thigh.

As they passed a group of second-year wizards, the young wizards stared straight at Hermione and talked openly about Hermione's horrible performance in the clearing last weekend.

"That flame phoenix... burnt all the hair..."

The expression on Hermione's face was both happy and embarrassing, "Don't they have anything else to do?" Even when she was doing homework in the library, she didn't escape all kinds of hot eyes. When the third group of students asking for autographs was rejected, the little wizard "cut" in dissatisfaction, "What are you proud of."

Hermione said incredulously: "Am I proud?"

"You look like you've been charmed with happiness," said Ron enviously, "and you're all beaming and smiling."

"It's really scary..." Hermione was stunned for a while, sighed for a while, and said to Harry seriously: "I admire you a little bit, Harry."

"What did you say?" Harry asked in bewilderment.

"I'm just... a little emotional." Hermione said, "Thinking about it, I just gained a little fame recently, and I feel smug, but you have been in this look for three years, and you haven't shown anything. Strange."

Harry stammered, "That's because I don't think fame is any good... well, I'll be honest, sometimes it doesn't feel bad."

"Does it include the time of being misunderstood?" Hermione asked him with a deep look. In the past few days, she has experienced the disadvantages of sudden fame. Only when she becomes the focus of the crowd, can she know what it is like.

She suddenly remembered that in their second year, Harry was suspected by many classmates of being the heir to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets because of his Parseltongue. They all avoided Harry and talked about it behind their backs.

"Isn't it you?" Harry said.

Ron shrugged his shoulders, "What kind of weird topic are you talking about, let's go, let's go to Fred and George, I saw them go to the owl shack, maybe the aging agent has arrived."

Harry was about to visit Hedwig, and Hermione also thought it would be better to get some fresh air, so they packed up their things and left the library.

Passing the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they saw two goblins coming out of the woods. Carrying a wild boar on their shoulders together, they were walking towards the Ilvermorny garrison. When they saw Harry and the others, the two goblins whispered in a strange language.

"What do you think they said?" asked Ron.

"I don't know, maybe I'm just curious." Harry said, looking in the direction of the Quidditch pitch. Standing at his position, he could only see a tall building roof, with four animal statues standing at the four corners of the eaves, facing them was a thunderbird that was about to fly, looking a bit Like Ravenclaw's bronze eagle.

"Do you think there will be Thunderbirds in this year's competition?" Ron asked curiously.

"Thunderbirds are not easy to deal with. They are the darlings of the storm. They are not considered magical abilities. The fact that they can fly alone makes them far beyond the reach of the warriors." Hermione said not very optimistic.

The owl hut is a round stone room standing on a high ground. As they climbed the stairs, enduring the whimpering draft and the smell of owl droppings in the tower, they heard the twins' footsteps descending.

"He can't hide from us forever, that's not a small sum!"

"Yeah, I don't know if sending the letter will be effective, maybe we should put the letter directly into his hand, he will definitely come, isn't it..." Turning a corner, George stopped talking, surprised Looking at Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Why are you here?" Fred asked with staring eyes.

Ron didn't answer, he stared at the twins, "Who wants to avoid you?"

"I hope your silly brother can avoid us." Fred said unhappily.

Ron wanted to ask again, but Fred and George embraced him from left to right, "Don't you want the aging agent? It arrived yesterday, and I'll bring it to you when I go back." They left one after the other.

"They definitely have something to hide from the family." Ron looked at their backs and said with certainty. "But it looks like someone owed them some money." He quickly put the matter behind him and said hopefully, "I don't know how the aging potion tastes? I hope it's better than Polyjuice Potion Click..."

Hermione said coldly: "You haven't given up on that plan, have you?"

"Yeah, are you going to report on us, Hermione?" You don't have to worry about getting a low grade if you mess up your homework... This is a whole year of stability!"

Hermione looked at him angrily, "So you want to be a warrior just so you don't have to do your homework?"

"And a big bonus, of course."

They returned to the common room, and Ron groaned on the table: "There are too many homework this year, Professor McGonagall left a paper on the transformation of the hedgehog, and Trelawney asked us to predict the horoscope for next month." , Snape forced us to study the antidote, and he hinted that he would poison us! Professor Binns always had a lot of homework, goblin rebellion... who cares about what happened hundreds of years ago? And Professor Flitwick, he Prepared three reference books for the Flying Curse, and even Hagrid suggested that we observe the snails every other day, did you hear that, he actually asked us to observe the thing with the **** that blew up, and his tone was like Talking about a group of obedient dogs..."

"Think about it, as long as you become a warrior, you can get rid of all this." He raised his head and said with longing.

Hermione and Harry ignored him, and it was enough for him to feel sorry for himself for a while anyway. Hermione took out a booklet and muttered something, Harry held the two-way mirror and made a parent-child phone call with Sirius.

"I'm fine...the scars don't hurt anymore, maybe it's psychological... well, three more schools are coming, wish you could see... Hey Kreacher, what? Uh, of course, The locket is perfect for your bald head...Happy Halloween to you in advance..."

From the mirror came Sirius' irascible voice: "Damn it, Felix won't let me use the fireplace in his office! There is no one like him who crosses rivers and destroys bridges!"

In the evening, Neville brought back news that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming.

…

The delegations from the two schools arrived on the same day, as if they had made an appointment, and the difference was less than an hour.

With the experience of welcoming Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts seems to be at ease from top to bottom, even Filch's eyes are not so protruding, it may be because there are no little wizards to repeat Make a low-level mistake.

The weather had turned cold at the end of October, and the students gathered on the steps outside the foyer and waited for twenty minutes before the Beauxbaton delegation finally flew towards them in a huge powder-blue carriage. The carriage was as big as a house, and it was drawn in the air by twelve silver-maned horses with winged wings.

The students raised their heads and let out a sound of exclamation. With a jaw-dropping bang, the carriage crashed to the ground, "Cool! Hard landing!" Simo said, until Mrs. Maxime stepped out of the carriage and stepped on the golden steps to the front of the crowd, he gasped. in one breath.

"My God, she's so tall!"

Dumbledore and the professors led the applause, and then Dumbledore kissed the back of Madam Maxime's hand, and after some greetings—"Has Karkaroff arrived yet?" Madam Maxime asked.

"He's a little later than expected," said Dumbledore, smiling.

Maxim snorted and muttered in a low voice. The professors standing in front and the nearby students could hear clearly what she said was "pretentious."

"Would you rather wait here to greet him, or go in first to warm up?" Dumbledore asked blissfully as if he hadn't heard it.

"I'll go in and warm up first," she said, with a slight bow. "My horses are fierce—they need strong people to tend them, and they drink only single malt whiskey."

"Don't worry, our Professor of Protection of Magical Creatures will take good care of him," said Dumbledore.

Madame Maxime smiled gracefully and nodded to the professors. When she saw Felix, her smile became more sincere, and then she said majestically to Beauxbaton's students: "Come in with me .”

The students of Hogwarts stepped aside and watched her lead twelve or thirteen students along the steps into the castle, talking behind them. These Beauxbaton students were all wearing delicate blue silk school uniforms, and a few of the exceptionally slender girls had their heads covered.

Dumbledore turned his head and said softly: "Felix..."

"Leave it to me." Felix said, looking at the carriage, his eyes were covered with a layer of silver-white light, and the group of horses as big as elephants stared at their fiery red eyes, and suddenly remained motionless. After a while, they all raised their dish-sized horseshoes and walked in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.

"By the way, there is also single malt whiskey." Dumbledore said, he raised his hand and pulled out a note from the thin air, and the note fluttered and stuck to the head of the leading silver-maned horse.

The note was blown upside down by the wind, making a hunting sound, which looked very strange. Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, her expression gradually becoming severe.

"Ah~ It's a bit boring to wait," Dumbledore said, "Felix, do you have any new products from your 'Future World' company? I read from the newspaper that you recently signed a contract with the Weird Sisters Group. signed the contract..."

"It's for the magic gramophone, and they will cooperate with the filling of the first batch of records. I suggest that Remus make the product as small as possible, and it is best to project magic images. But I encountered a few small problems, I desperately need some valuable advice."

The two started discussing, and the bored professors and students on the side raised their ears to listen. Later, the professors also got involved, and time passed.

After another half an hour, even the students wearing cloaks couldn't bear it any longer, shivering in the cold wind.

"How long do you have to wait?"

Draco Malfoy said dissatisfiedly, he quietly pulled out his wand, cast an expansion spell on a beetle on the ground, and then kicked the beetle the size of a mouse away. Not long after, there was a scream not far away.

He grinned, and suddenly stared at the black lake in the distance, where a vortex appeared.

At this time, Lee Jordan shouted, "Look at that lake!"

Draco made a "cut", and squinted his eyes to observe carefully. In the center of the originally calm black lake, a huge water splash was raised, like a boiling cauldron. After that, a huge mast rose from the whirlpool. stand up.

It was a big ship with a strange appearance, like a sunken ship that had been soaked in the sea for hundreds of years, and was finally salvaged one day - the hull was full of holes for air leakage, and the portholes emitted a faint phosphorescence . When the boat docked at the shore, a row of people wearing thick fur cloaks came out, only the man at the head was wearing a special silver-white fur.

He has a raised goatee, tall and thin, with thin cheeks, deep-set eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and a little hanging eyebrows, giving him a deep and deep feeling.

"Dumbledore!" cried the man enthusiastically as he came up the slope, "how are you, my dear old chap?"

"Very well, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

He led the crowd to the auditorium, where the house-elves in the kitchen had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.

This dinner gathered four schools, and when he heard that the people of Waggadu didn't know which deep mountain they were circling in, Durmstrang's principal Karkaroff immediately hummed dissatisfied.

"They really know how to show off! Let everyone wait for them! You must know that Krum has a cold before departure, I told him, you have to hold on, the days of not getting used to it will be long in the future..."

"They will arrive before Halloween at the latest." Dumbledore said gently: "If your student is unwell, Professor Karkaroff, the Hogwarts School Hospital can help, Madam Pomfrey is very professional .”

…

At night, the dark blue night sky full of stars is shrouded in dark clouds, and the moon is also covered by thick clouds. A bright flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, thunder rumbled, and icy rain fell.

In the ancient rune office, Felix was wearing a woolen cloak, watching a movie on the sofa with Niu Niu and Valen. Xixiu stared intently at the projected image, seeing something exciting, even Felix didn't notice that he had quietly pulled the Galleon from its hand.

When the movie is over, Niuxiu climbs into her cradle bed and snuggles up on the velvet.

"Good night."

"Chirp!"

At the same time~IndoMTL.com~A few mountains away, a group of figures stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the majestic Hogwarts Castle.

"Come on! This little storm is nothing, we will arrive before dawn."

said a high-pitched voice. He suddenly jumped down from the top of the mountain, flapping and turning into a big bird with iron blue wings sweeping the steep rock wall, circling continuously in the valley.

"Whoah!"

Another figure rolled and turned into a vigorous leopard. During a few landings, he ran hundreds of feet.

Then, with its long trunk raised high, the African elephant with broad ears and silver-white tusks walked deftly down the dark brown steep slope, and the sharp stone ground seemed flat to it.

"The little ones are very energetic, and it seems that the effect of experience is very obvious." An old and decayed voice sounded, and the thin witch sat on the flying carpet, grinning, and said with a smile.

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