I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 225 Chang'an Taixue
Tonks transformed her beak into a duck's beak.

Knock it up and down to make a clicking sound.

Then her cheeks grew black and white again.

Soon her entire face transformed into some kind of animal.

Furry, black and white.

A cute creature with dark circles under its eyes.

"Wow! You are so awesome!" Hermione exclaimed again.

Metamorphmagus like Tonks are the ones that most evoke people's imagination of magic.

Apart from the Disillusionment Curse, the only way to easily change one's appearance is the Animagus.

Although the potion can play a corresponding role, it is time-sensitive.

The compound soup varies from person to person, but the longest is no more than a few hours.

And people like Tonks are precious treasures to the Ministry of Magic.

"Ministry of Magic!" Ron shook his head, "I will never work in the Ministry of Magic in this life!"

"Me too!" Harry added.

If possible he hopes to become a professional Quidditch player in the future.

"What are you talking about!" Mrs. Weasley, who was preparing breakfast, came over angrily.

Under her magic, the entire kitchen automatically carried out automated cooking processes in an orderly manner.

Even Dumbledore wasn't as good at dealing with ingredients as she was.

She knew more gourmet charms than Dumbledore knew about the Dark Arts.

"What happened to the Ministry of Magic work? Your father is in the Ministry of Magic, Ronald, I warn you, don't comment on the Ministry of Magic."

"Understood." Ron said impatiently, he waved his hand, wanting to continue to participate in the topic of the little wizard.

"What do you know!" Mrs. Weasley looked very angry, and then glared at George and Fred fiercely.

Because in her opinion, her youngest son's ill will towards the Ministry of Magic was entirely caused by these two naughty twins.

For her, a steady, Ministry of Magic clerical job, that was probably the best thing in the world.

Owen turned his head and looked around, only to see the twins looking angrily at their mother, but not daring to say a word.

Sure enough, in the eyes of parents, passing the public examination is the end of the universe!

"Finding a good job in the Ministry of Magic is much better than you studying those insignificant things all day long. I warn you two, stop studying those harmful things." Mrs. Weasley pointed at the twins' noses road.

The aura is 1.8 meters long!

Very scary.

The little wizards around him all shrank their heads, feeling inexplicably afraid.

"Okay, Molly. It's a good thing that children have their own minds." At this moment, Mr. Weasley, walked into the tent.

He was wearing hiking clothes.

Muggle clothes.

There is a big sun hat on his head.

Several thick newspapers were held between the elbows.

"That depends on whether it's a good idea or a bad idea!" Mrs. Weasley was still angry.

She rolled her eyes at her husband.

As a father, he was a bad leader for his children. He disassembled Muggle cars and spent all day in his workshop tinkering with the machines besides going to work and sleeping.

That must have been how George and Fred got into their bad habits.

"It's always good to have an idea. It's so boring to be dead." Arthur smiled awkwardly, and quickly brought the subject, he noticed the way his wife looked at him.

Mostly complaints.

Yes, those hobbies of mine have indeed inevitably affected the children, but it is too late to say this now.

He had seen the inventions of his twin sons.

It's funny and moot.

Maybe they can achieve extraordinary results.

In this respect, he was more open than Molly.

"What are you talking about!" With that said, Mr. Arthur, like an old father, stared, raised the corners of his mouth, and walked over with open arms like teasing a child.

With so many children in the Weasley family, he was very experienced in this area.

"We were talking about other magic schools," Ron responded.

"Oh! The magic school!" Mr. Arthur looked at the little wizards, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, "I remember that Bill once had a pen pal from the Castellobushe School of Witchcraft and Magic, and they often wrote and chatted for a while , until one day, his pen pal suddenly sent a hat with a curse on it, which made Bill's ears wrinkle up."

His eyes were shining, as if the hat had made a deep impression on him.

"Yes, we studied that hat later. There was some magic in it that was completely different from Europe. It was very magical. Dad and we studied for several days before we came up with a way to crack it." Talking about the heroic deeds in the past, the twins waved their hands happily. Arms stand up.

His face was full of pride, "Now that hat is still hanging in our living room!"

"Hmph!" Mrs. Weasley snorted softly, "That's a warning, warning you not to make friends carelessly!"

"No!" The twins looked up. "That's a trophy! We broke the spell of wizards in other regions. It's an amazing achievement. Fred and I were only nine years old."

"Haha, that's right. It was a trophy. I thought of a lot of ways until——" Mr. Arthur became enthusiastic, and he happily told the story of the hat until Mrs. Weasley After stepping on his shoes and glaring at him, Mr. Arthur seemed to be choked and slowly put away the smile on his face.

"Ahem - Mom is right, you should be careful when making friends, especially don't tell outsiders your home address casually."

He continued Mrs. Weasley's point.

Hearing this, Molly finally showed a satisfied smile.

Then he happily turned around and went to deal with the ingredients with Kreacher's help.

Seeing him leaving, Mr. Arthur suddenly took a step closer, then bowed his head and said in a low voice, "I thought of many ways about that hat, but in the end, can you guess how I lifted the prank magic on it? "

Owen looked at Mr. Arthur who had a mysterious expression on his face.

Deep down, I am more and more certain that the twins' talent for pranks was definitely inherited from their father.

And that hat was the start of their mischief!
Who would have thought that on the other side of the ocean, the unintentional act of a Castrobushe wizard would inspire two future masters of magic tricks.

All I can say is fate!It's really amazing.

"Curse stop?"

"It's still a magic spell. I think magic elimination potion is also possible." Hermione blinked and said a dozen kinds of spells and magic items to dispel black magic in one breath.

But Mr. Arthur always smiled and said nothing.

It wasn't until Hermione exhausted his spell dictionary that he said, "You surprised me Hermione, you know so many spells, and some of them don't even belong to modern spells, they are very ancient spells." Curses, I'm sure you won't find those curses in the library area of ​​Hogwarts."

"Uh" Hermione touched her head in embarrassment. Could it be that she had to say that in recent years, whether she relied on the invisibility cloak, pleased Lockhart, or tried every means to get the approval slip from Sirius, just to slip away? Enter the forbidden book area
Three years later, Professor Lu Ping was the only one who conscientiously refused to give me any approval no matter what she said.

The rest of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are basically Hermione's printing presses!
"Forget it, I won't ask, where did you know so much magic?" Mr. Arthur blinked, "After all, everyone has their own secrets, right?"

"Actually, that wand, I broke the spell without using any magic.

Before, I always thought that he should have been cast some kind of prank magic, but then I found out that it was not a magic spell at all, but a material. The ivy that made the hat was a magic plant unique to South America, and its juice would It makes the wizard become lethargic, and in severe cases, the skin may even wrinkle. "

"Fortunately, the hat has been dried out by the sun and doesn't have much juice. Otherwise, Bill would have wrinkled not just his ears, but his entire head."

"It's amazing." Hermione sighed with emotion.

She longed for this magical childhood experience.

"Hey, I remember that," said Ron. "It was like Bill's pen pal invited him to Brazil and he didn't go."

"Did not go?"

Ok!

Owen understood instantly.

It is estimated that Bill was only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, just in the sixth and seventh grades of Hogwarts, not to mention whether the Weasley family had money to support his trip to South America.

Even if she had money, Mrs. Weasley would not allow her children to travel so far alone.

Bill's pen pal was destined to be rejected.

It's just that this big brother is a little narrow-minded.

It's just a matter of breaking the appointment and retaliating.

Completely unlike myself, open-minded and eager to help others.

"Okay kids, get ready to eat!" At this time, Mrs. Weasley's voice came.

The next second, Owen jumped up from the sofa.

Glancing around.

Have a meal! ! !

Who dares to rob me!
Afterwards, he rushed to the table first, sat down in a hurry, and began to wait for the feeding with a knife and fork.

Seeing this, Mrs. Weasley showed a loving smile on her face.

She had heard Owen's story from Ron.

I know that he has no parents and has lived in a Muggle orphanage since he was a child.

Although he lived for a while with a wizard who claimed to be his grandfather, he began to live alone again when he was ten years old.

ten years old!

Just started living alone.

This frightened Molly and made her heartache even more.

"Come and try this." He didn't wait for everyone to arrive.

She brought various foods from the kitchen and placed them in front of Owen.

"French dinner, snail bread, and beef pie."

"Huh? Vegetable snail bread?" Owen was stunned, and the joy on his face paused for a second, as if he was stuck, "What kind of dish is this?"

Doesn't it sound like a prank product of the Weasley twins?
He dubiously picked up the toasted brown bread, restrained, and lightly took a bite.

Hmm - how should I say it?

There is a faint smell of meat, but the smell of meat is very strange, it may be due to snails.

The bread is slightly sticky and transparent, like cheese or cheese that is unique to pizza.

In short, the taste is quite delicious, but the appearance is bad.
Because the sticky substance looked like nasal mucus, it was quite unappetizing.
At this time, everyone else also sat down.

The Weasley children just took one look at the snot bread in Owen's hand, and they all chose beef pie with a tacit understanding.
Mom always tries this new dish.
What Owen doesn't know is that the Weasley twins' talents may not come from Mr. Arthur, but from their mother, Ms. Molly.

After taking a sip of milk, Hermione began to urgently ask Owen about other magic schools, "Where are the rest? There are only eight magic schools."

Silently replacing the beef patties, and raising a thumbs up to Mrs. Weasley, confirming her innovative thinking, Owen looked relieved and said: "There is a branch of Hogwarts in India, you know , Padma Patil and Padma Patil, are from India, but they did not choose a local school but chose Hogwarts."

"Uh" Hermione naturally understood what Owen meant.

East India Company, Victorian era.

The jewel on the Queen's head.

The most glorious era of the British Empire.

If there was a Hogwarts branch there, that would make sense.

"The tenth is located in New Zealand, the only magic school in Oceania, and it also has a historical connection with Hogwarts."

“That was a magic school established in the Age of Discovery, an important supply station for wizards traveling around the world.

In those days, it was fashionable to travel around the world with a flying broom.

Almost every wizard who graduated from Gryffindor, and some Hufflepuffs, will travel together, and most of them will use the broom they made to challenge the ocean!Think of this act as a post-graduation test of courage. "

"Wow!!! Cool!!!"

"Merlin's beard, that's so interesting!"

"We should regain the glory of our past seniors!"

As soon as this was mentioned, the Gryffindors present immediately couldn't sit still and all sighed with emotion.

Even Hermione looked yearning.

After all, the freedom and courage to fight the ocean are the ultimate pursuit of every Gryffindor.

Compared with today's Hogwarts students, the young wizards of the past were more passionate and reckless. This can also be called courage.

It is precisely because this challenge is accompanied by various unpredictable dangers.

After all, they were just a group of wizards who had just graduated from Hogwarts, riding their own homemade broomsticks, and few of them could complete the journey around the world.

And most of them will have accidents along the way.

It was precisely because there were too many surprises and such routes were easily detected by Muggles that these activities were eventually boycotted by Hogwarts and the Federation.

With the end of the era of great voyages of the Muggles.

The trials of courage of the wizards have also been buried by the years.

"Okay kids, I have to remind you that crossing the ocean is very dangerous. Even today's brooms are not stable enough to allow you to travel around the world without any accidents." Seeing the excitement of the little wizards around them, Qi Shen.

as their professor.

Sirius finally couldn't help but reminded.

But Mrs. Weasley was straightforward. She stared at Weasley's children and said angrily: "Hurry up and get rid of this idea, if you let me know that any of you dare to make broomsticks secretly, then his whole Stay in the attic during the summer vacation and don't come out!"

Hearing the sound, the twins, who were being cared for by Mo Li, shuddered.

Stay in the attic all summer
This is too cruel.

"What about the last one! Where is the last magic school?" Hermione continued to ask.

But in the middle of speaking, she stopped suddenly.

Because that's the only place left.

"Here you are!" Owen, who was chewing on a pie in his mouth, gulped down a big gulp, a kind of porridge that looked like corn mush, and then fumbled, took out a stack of newspapers from his pocket and handed it to Hermione.

The little witch was a little puzzled, but quickly took it in her hand.

Then she saw the name of the newspaper head-on: "Gargoyle Roar", this is a French magic newspaper, the French on it is difficult to understand, she can barely understand it.

Thanks to Sister Furong for her teaching.

"Gargoyle's Roar" Paris first edition, July 1994, total issue 7 - 291254 centimes (French magic currency)
front page:

France defeats Germany in World Cup - is this destiny?
French Aurors Arrive in England - A Distress Signal for the Brits!
Barty Cratchit visits Paris - received personally by the Minister of Magic.

Britain and France jointly resist the dark wizard.

column:

French wizards are threatened!

Snow fairies from the Alps are infesting Muggle towns, and magical animal conservation experts claim it may be due to warming.

French Quidditch - the world's Magill Line - completely lost

exclusive:

Voice from Ming Dynasty - a different kind of magical world!

"This is-" After seeing some words again, Hermione immediately became interested.

Her eyes widened and she continued reading.

She discovered that it was actually a report from the International United Wizards Association interviewing an official from the Ministry of Magic of the Ming Dynasty.

————Before I stepped into this land, I could not imagine that our companions, the Ministry of Magic of the Ming Dynasty, did not strictly abide by the rules of the Wizarding Secrecy Act.

They actually had contact with the local Muggles.

At Chang'an Magic School, professors even encourage students to live and work in the mortal world.

They called this serious illegal act accession to the WTO.

Aren’t the wizards of the Ming Dynasty afraid of being discovered by mortals (the Ming Dynasty calls Muggles who don’t understand magic mortals) and thus encountering trouble?

Upon hearing my inquiry, the Ministry of Magic official seemed disapproving and told me a story with a smile.

Once when he was looking for a certain precious herb in the Qinling Mountains, he met several mortals. At that time, he was using the lighting technique on his hand. Obviously, the Muggles discovered this.

But those mortals were not scared away.

Instead, he warmly invited him to his house for a drink.

It was obvious that these Muggles regarded him as a god and wanted to accumulate blessings.

He was also a little tired at that time, so he simply followed these Muggles down the mountain. After drinking and eating, and under the strong entreaties of the Muggles, he started to make some random tricks.

Then swaggered away.

He has since become a local legend.Mortal people built ancestral halls and temples for him to worship him.

Later, when he visited the village again, he found the group of mortals beating his wooden sculpture with whips.

After inquiring, he learned that it was because a local woman made a wish to him to have a girl.

But all six children in a row were boys.

Finally, after the seventh boy was born, the man couldn't take it anymore, and angrily moved his sculpture out of the temple, cursed and beat the sculpture with a whip.

Finally, the official from the Ministry of Magic said with a smile: "In Ming Dynasty, these are common things."

——————Reprinted by Simulet, "Chang'an Daily" in 1994, published by Chang'an Taixue.

(End of this chapter)