I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 226 Chang’an Imperial Academy meets Chaoyang
"This" Hermione had disbelief written all over her face.

She read the words on the newspaper in her hand word for word.

This is a French newspaper after all.

Although she doesn't understand many words very well, so she has to read carefully and guess based on the context.

I’m afraid I’ve read the wrong word.

While watching, she translated the text back into English and read it to other little wizards!
"how come."

Not only Hermione, Harry and Ron beside her all showed shocked expressions after hearing the story of the federation official.

Who doesn't know the reputation of the "Secret Act".

In their first History of Magic lesson at school, Professor Spencer taught about the "Law of Secrecy".

Owen was imprisoned in Azkaban for violating the "Secrecy Act" before.

The prestige of this law has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

You must know that not everyone can walk out of Azkaban as easily as Owen.

In fact, the Ministry of Magic's punishment for violating the "Secrecy Act" is quite heavy, and Britain is not an exception.

This is true throughout Europe and North America.

"Aren't they - the Federation going after them?" Harry looked at Hermione's newspaper on the table, which was in French he couldn't read.

But he could see clearly the photos on the front page of the newspaper.

That's a palace.
A magnificent palace.

"You should know." At this moment, Sirius and Mr. Arthur looked moved.

Among them, Mr. Arthur was the first to speak and the little wizard explained: "The International Federation of Wizards was only established in the seventeenth century. Before that, the wizarding world had its own set of norms."

"Over there in the Far East, they have had a tradition of communicating with Muggles for thousands of years."

"But—" Ron still wanted to refute something.

After all, the law of secrecy is deeply ingrained in the hearts of European wizards.

"The Ming Dynasty is a founding member of the Federation. Ron—not all countries have signed the "International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Act." Although they also chose to hide themselves, they will not expose the magic world on a large scale." Xiao Sirius continued to explain Mr. Arthur's words: "But it's not because of the "Secrecy Act", but they have a life tradition called 'hermit practice'."

“In addition, in that land, they have other traditions, such as young wizards who graduate from magic schools will travel to the Muggle world to integrate with them, etc.

They call this behavior 'joining the WTO'. "

"In short, the wizarding world is still better than fists, and their fists are harder than the federation. What can the federation say?
Just like Grindelwald decades ago, he almost overturned the federation. If it weren't for Dumbledore, we might not be hosting the World Cup in this wilderness now.

It was in London - in some Muggle stadium. "

"That's enough, Sirius." Mr. Arthur quickly interrupted his dangerous speech.

What he said just now, the thought that alludes to, is quite dangerous.

Mr. Arthur looked at him cautiously, and looked at Sirius silently in his eyes. Could it be that he has been in Azkaban for so many years, causing him to have deep resentment towards the Ministry of Magic?
If you think about it carefully, this is indeed a possibility.

"What Sirius said is actually quite right. When the Federation was first established, it was led by the British Council of Wizards (the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic). After all, the current order in the wizarding world was forcibly promoted by the British. You guys Guess those who opposed it at the beginning?" Owen suddenly laughed, his fingers kept tapping on the tabletop, and the sound of 'dongdong' echoed in the hearts of the little wizards.

"You talk about Merlin all day long, but do you know that Merlin, one of the most powerful wizards in the history of magic, has the ability to destroy the world.

With a lifespan of more than a thousand years, he forced the concept of protecting Muggles into the whole of Europe, did he rely on his mouth? "

He supported his cheek with one hand and held a spoon in the other, "In the final analysis, it is the decline of wizards in England, and they no longer have the courage to overwhelm the whole of Europe. The "Secrecy Act" system established by myself was originally intended to restrict wizards from other countries. development, but now it is gradually limiting itself.”

Seeing that the surrounding atmosphere has become subtle.

Hermione kept winking at him.

Owen just stopped.

Fortunately, Mr. Weasley and the others didn't know that Owen was actually a pure French, otherwise his speech just now would definitely anger them.

After all, if it is the British who evaluate themselves, it can still be said to be self-deprecating.

But for a Frenchman to belittle them like this is a bit too presumptuous.

"Okay! Let's talk about the magic school in Ming Kingdom." He changed the subject and talked about Daming's magic school again, the last magic school certified by the Federation.

"Her name is: Kunlunxu. In local mythology, it means 'land of all gods'." ps: It is taken from "Shan Hai Jing Da Huang Xi Jing", not a romance novel.
"You can also call it Kunlun Xu Magic School. Like Hogwarts, it has three colleges, namely Chang'an Taixue in Chang'an, Jixia Academy in Linzi, and Jixia Academy in Taishan Mountains. of—Chengtian Palace.”

"Although they both belong to Kunlunxu, they are different from Hogwarts in that Chang'an Taixue, Jixia Academy, and Chengtian Palace are independent schools. They have different teaching concepts and enrollment methods. You can think of them as three magic schools.

They are one of the oldest magic schools in the world. Kunlunxu has a history of more than 2000 years. Even if the three major colleges are independent of each other due to a certain accident, the history of Jixia Academy alone has a history of more than 300 years. "

"So old?"

The little wizards, who had regained their consciousness, looked at Owen in surprise.

"But—the older the family, the older they are." Hermione was the first to ask the question.

Compared to the pure-blood families in the UK, a country with schools with thousands of years of history, can it have fewer pure-blood family wizards?
Look at families like Black, Malfoy, and Lestrange, which one doesn't have a deep contempt for Muggles.

Like the Weasley family, they have never been married to Muggles, and their blood is not as pure as the above families, but just because they are friendly to Muggles is regarded as a shame of pure blood.

How could it happen in the Far East?
"Is it rotten?" Owen chuckled, and then replied: "In the beginning, such dross thoughts did exist.

Initially they didn't even allow wizards and Muggles to marry.

Fairy is different
This thought persisted until 500 years ago.

That era when etiquette collapsed and music collapsed.Humanistic ideas from various schools of thought have seriously impacted the status of pure-blood wizards.

After a war that lasted for hundreds of years.

The three colleges of Kunlun Xu are independent of each other.

And a new academic trend began to lead that land.Chang'an Taixue is the first magic school in the world that does not use blood as the admission criterion (in fact, almost everyone is pure blood. They are all descendants of Yan and Huang.)
They are meritocratic, as long as they have magical talents, they can enter one of the three colleges. They also have a sorting ceremony. Inclination, so that they are divided into corresponding institutions of higher learning.

The three major scholars represent the three colleges.

Among them, my favorite is Chang'an Taixue. "Owen continued to take out newspapers from his pocket, which he collected during his travels in Europe.

He even got a copy of "Chang'an Daily".

The front page above is the photo of Taixue.

In the photo, the wizards in colorful costumes seemed to be holding some kind of celebration.

Although it was far from what they saw with their own eyes, the appearance of Chang'an Taixue was still vaguely presented in front of them.

That was a school that could make all fabled praise pale.

Even with the vocabulary in my mind, I can't use words to describe the true beauty of Taixue.

This is a city built in the mountains, which is part of the Qinling Mountains in the distance.The Chang'an people used the gap in the mountain itself to build the city, and built a circular city wall around it.

This gives the entire city a semicircular shape.

The cliffs are littered with ruined statues, ruins, and battle scars.

Huge, all kinds of giant swords are inserted here, and there are ruins everywhere.Even some huge statues of people were broken and fell on the lake.

The people of Chang'an didn't clean up or restore those relics, but preserved them respectfully.

This is their tradition.

There is no doubt that Ming Dynasty has a long and profound history, and no living Ming Dynasty person dares to claim to know its entire history.

Perhaps even they themselves have been unable to know the stories behind these ruins.

But they just stubbornly kept it.

Ancient and noble history.Just like this city, it exudes unique and attractive charm.

On the high mountain, an indescribable sycamore tree stands in the posture of supporting the sky.

In the photo, it is already sunset, but there are millions of lights on the top of the mountain covering the entire sky like silk.

The colorful ribbons of halo moved with the wind, and the whole city was gorgeous.

Guangbai Canyon.

Indus smoke cloud.

These are the two most famous scenery in Taixue.

"The school motto of Taixue." Owen cleared his throat, and then slowly said in the purest Chinese: "A gentleman's car is both common and numerous. A gentleman's horse is both idle and galloping. Chang'an Taixue learned from that gentleman.

The phoenix is ​​singing, at the other high hill.The phoenix tree is born, and it is in the rising sun.Chang'an Tai learned from He Chaoyang. "

"What does that mean?" Hermione asked confused.

The other little wizards also leaned over.

A brand new, unfamiliar magic school is enough to arouse their interest.

And Irving thinks so highly of the school.

It's really fascinating.

"It means that I am stronger than the sun." Owen explained casually, asking him to translate the ancient Chinese into English is still too superficial.

After all, he is not a professional translator.

"Forehead"

Everyone had black lines all over their heads, and they always felt that the school's prestige had suddenly dropped several notches.

"Okay, let's talk about something practical." Owen saw that these little guys were starting to be arrogant again, so he immediately organized his words to attack them, "Chang'an Taixue, and even the entire Ming magic world have three notable characteristics:
First, spells are mixed.In the long history, Chinese magicians have created a large number of spells.Magic lines, spells, Taoism, supernatural powers, etc.Countless.

Second, the variety of spellcasting. The Ming magic world is inclusive and aggressive, absorbing the magic skills of all countries in the world, absorbing the strengths of all schools, taking the essence and discarding the dross.Although trees with magical effects are still the most widely used medium today, they do not rely solely on magic wands, such as gestures, long swords, staffs, etc., still retain inheritance.

Third, there is a large population of mages.Chang'an Taixue is currently the magic school with the largest area and the largest number of students in the world.There are more than 2 teachers and students in the school.The huge population naturally also brought about the diversification of spellcasting and learning magic.As a Confucian school, Chang'an Taixue has extraordinary influence throughout Asia. "

"Wait—2?" Harry's jaw dropped.

How many people are there at Hogwarts.

He doesn't know, but it's definitely not more than 1000 people.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were 2 people in a magic school!
This.
No wonder they can ignore the federation's ban
How many wizards can there be in the whole of Europe.

How many Aurors can there be!

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

"That land is the birthplace of magic, and possesses magical skills that are unimaginable in other places. After I graduate, I will definitely travel to the Far East." Owen gulped down the polenta in his bowl, "Maybe Living for many years, I have to spend some time studying magic that is very different from Europe."

"Hmph! It's a good idea." Sirius nodded, which was regarded as approval of Owen's future plan.

In his opinion, it was a blessing for Europe that this little black devil could stay away from Europe.

In the end, don’t come back again.

Save yourself more trouble.

"Traveling?" Harry murmured to himself.

This is indeed a good idea.

He still knows too little about the wizarding world, not even as good as Ron in this respect.

Maybe he should also take advantage of graduation to go out for a walk?

And the other Gryffindors also showed fascinated expressions.

The more wonderful Owen said, the more curious they became about the world on the other side of the ocean.

I really want to experience it myself and see those magic schools.

See how they differ from Hogwarts.

At a breakfast, everyone was a little lost.

But it doesn't matter, because soon, everyone will have a new kind of fun.

After breakfast.

The group left the tent.

There are [-] wizards out there!People from all over the world will definitely gain a lot of knowledge.

At this time, the sun was just rising, and the mist gradually dissipated. They saw tents in all directions, and they couldn't see the head at a glance.

Everyone walked between the tents, looking around with great interest.

Only then did the little wizards realize that there were so many wizards in the world, and they had never seriously thought about wizards from other countries before.

The campers on the site gradually woke up.

The first to get up were families with young children.

Harry had never seen such a tiny wizard before.I saw a little boy about two years old squatting outside a large pyramid-shaped tent, holding a magic wand in his hand, happily poking a slug on the grass, and the slug slowly swelled to the size of a sausage .As they approached him, the boy's mother hurried out of the tent.

"How many times have I told you, Kevin! You mustn't - touch - your dad's - wand again - ouch!"

She stepped on the fat slug, which exploded with a loud pop.

They had gone a long way before they heard her screaming in the still air, mixed with the cry of the little boy—"You stomped the worm! You stomped the worm!"

After walking for a while, they saw two little witches, about the same age as Kevin, riding on two toy broomsticks, flying low, their feet lightly skimming the dewy grass.A wizard who works at the ministry has seen them.

He hurried past Owen and the others, muttering annoyedly: "It's actually in broad daylight! Parents are probably sleeping late——"

Fireworks gradually began to rise all around.

From time to time, little wizards could see grown wizards emerge from their tents and start making breakfast.

Some peeked furtively, lighting fires with wands;

There were three African wizards sitting and talking solemnly, all dressed in long white robes and roasting what looked like a hare over a purple fire.

Another group of middle-aged American witches and wizards sat there chatting and laughing, and a shiny banner of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry hung high between their tents.

Harry heard snippets of conversation from the tents they passed, in a strange language he couldn't understand a word of, but everyone's voices were excited.

It's American after all.
"My God! They are all supporters of the Irish national team."

With that said, they walked down a hillside.

Looking from the foot of the mountain to the front, all the tents are covered with a thick layer of clover, which looks like countless strange-shaped green hills emerging from the ground.

In the tent with the curtain opened, you can see laughing faces.

"Nonsense, we don't support the Irish team, should we support the Bulgarian team?" The twins put one arm on Ron's shoulder.

"You wouldn't support Bulgaria, Ron!" The two looked at him playfully, with dangerous eyes in their eyes.

"I"

Ron lowered his head and said nothing.

Just muttering in his mouth, "Do I dare not support it?"

"I really want to see what's hanging on the tents in Bulgaria?" Hermione said.

"Just go and have a look." Owen said, and then pointed in another direction, where another hillside was full of Bulgarian chess pieces.

It wasn't until they got closer that they could see clearly that it was a three-color chess piece of white, green and red, floating in the breeze.

There were no plants covering the tents here, but each tent had the same poster of a very gloomy face with thick black eyebrows.Of course, the picture is moving, but the face is nothing but blinking and frowning.

"Krum," Ron whispered.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Krum!" said Ron. "Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker!"

(End of this chapter)