Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

"Sigh, it seems I'll have to do it myself." As he murmured, Ye Feng's figure and appearance began to change, and even his clothes began to change. In the end, he transformed from Voldemort's youthful appearance into someone very familiar to everyone at Hogwarts—Moody.

Yes, Ye Feng had transformed into Moody, the form that Little Barty had taken the Polyjuice Potion into, while the real Moody... Ye Feng felt it was best for him not to cause trouble for the time being, so he remained in the suitcase that had been enchanted with the Infinite Extension Curse.

Of course, to avoid being discovered, Ye Feng took the suitcase out after transforming into Moody, and then stuffed the little Barty, who was trapped like a dumpling, into the suitcase so that he could keep the real Moody company.

When Ye Feng returned to the devastated 'battlefield' after doing all this, the Hogwarts students were already singing and dancing in the 'ruins,' having started the ball again, with all kinds of drinks and food available.

I must say, holding a ball in this almost ruined Hogwarts actually has a unique charm.

Of course, everyone has almost returned to their original state now, because there are just too many sixth-year students at Hogwarts.

Although the Death Eaters were wiped out, the werewolves were not. Moreover, the identities of most of the werewolves had already been exposed in the battle just now. Therefore, as soon as the battle ended, the group of old sixes reported the 'werewolfs' from other teams.

Of course, there were also some quick-thinking and ruthless individuals who not only reported the werewolves from other teams, but also reported all the werewolves from their own team.

While reporting your own teammates might sound a little unethical, it's actually the smartest thing to do.

Whether you report it or not, your identity has been exposed in this battle. Even if your teammates don't report it, others certainly won't let it go, so the werewolf will definitely not get the reward.

Since the werewolf's reward is already out of reach, why not have your teammates report you and get the small reward for reporting them? Although it's less than the werewolf's final reward, it's better than nothing, isn't it?

Then, something happened that sent chills down the spines of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

While these people were frantically reporting others, they also compiled the most detailed evidence that their teammates were werewolves, and immediately "sent them away".

The students from both schools had never seen such a coordinated operation before. They were completely dumbfounded. And while they were dumbfounded, all the hidden "werewolfs" in their own schools were reported.

The final result was that not only were all the Death Eaters found by the Hogwarts students, but even all the werewolves were successfully reported by the Hogwarts students who had secretly written down the list beforehand.

When Ye Feng returned to the scene and saw this, he shook his head and chuckled, but couldn't help but sigh.

"These people really don't understand social etiquette at all. They didn't leave a single one for students from the other two schools. How embarrassing for them! This won't do."

As he murmured, Ye Feng snapped his fingers, and the next second Harry and the twins disappeared, reappearing as 'female characters' in cleverly chosen locations that were easy for the two schools to spot.

After arranging everything, Ye Feng, who had briefly appeared as Moody, slipped away and returned to the scene as one of the Death Eaters.

A few minutes later, Harry and Ye Feng were spotted by people from both schools. Of course, they were also spotted by the sharp-eyed Hogwarts students, but under the stern gaze of a certain white-bearded old man, they did not report them.

When they discovered that the person who was reported was the Twins and Harry, they realized what was going on. As for the Death Eater who was recognized, they guessed that it was most likely Ye Feng in disguise, because only he could use Transfiguration so skillfully.

Thanks to Ye Feng's 'coordination,' the Christmas Eve celebration was basically a success, but the students from the other two schools were still quite puzzled.

While the fact that there were no casualties in such a fierce 'war' was already puzzling enough, the fact that these people could still laugh heartily without caring at all after the school was bombed into ruins was equally perplexing to them.

However, they soon understood why, because after the awards ceremony, they were shocked to see Hogwarts, which had been in ruins, rapidly recover. In just a few minutes, the entire Hogwarts was restored to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened.

Seeing this, some people had a thoughtful look on their faces. They seemed to understand why Hogwarts was so powerful and why Ye Feng was so highly regarded by the teachers and students of Hogwarts.

Chapter 277 Only the world where Dumbledore was injured was completed.

Christmas Eve finally came to an end, and the biggest winner was undoubtedly the team that impersonated Harry. However, to keep their identities secret and prevent them from being put in sacks at night, their identities were never revealed.

Whether they were recognized and then shared among those who saw them is none of Ye Feng's business.

The Christmas ball is over, but the three-way battle is not. Although Fleur and Krum have basically given up on winning the championship, the competition will still continue.

More importantly, until the very last moment, who will ultimately be the champion? After all, the three-way battle is based on a points system.

So classes continued as usual, and the Triwizard Tournament proceeded as normal. However, after a while, they noticed that Professor Moody, who taught them Defense Against the Dark Arts, seemed to be a little different than before.

While Moody wasn't exactly vicious, he wasn't exactly a kind or easy-going person either. He preferred to be direct in class, using practical demonstrations to show them exactly what these black magic spells were for.

However, this Moody's is different.

Although he also conducts practical exercises, his exercises are different from before. He explains things in more detail before the exercises and guides them to break free from their mental constraints, so that they can learn by analogy and try to develop different uses for the same magic.

Because of this, although neither of them seemed easy to get along with and both were quite fierce, the students at Hogwarts preferred the current Moody, as they could learn many useful things from him.

It can be said that Moody's is now a source of great satisfaction for the entire faculty and student body.

Oh, no, not all of them. For example, Ye Feng was quite dissatisfied.

"No, how much longer am I supposed to be a professor? In the movies, the three-way battle starts in the blink of an eye, right? Why is it taking so long for me?"

"Teaching dark magic is such a pain!"

Learning these dark magic spells wasn't difficult for Ye Feng; in fact, it was quite easy. He could learn them with just a glance. However, the real challenge now wasn't just learning them, but teaching them to the students of Hogwarts, which was a bit more difficult.

Of course, the difficulty is secondary; the main problem is the hassle, because he has to learn it on the spot, prepare lessons, and teach them to the students of Hogwarts, and he can't let anyone else know about it, which makes it a bit too much trouble.

"Hey, Voldemort, when did you get here? If you had come in person, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. I could have just shoved Harry into your arms and you could have just taken his blood to resurrect him."

As Ye Feng murmured, in an old house next to a cemetery some distance away, a 'child' whose body was surging with astonishing magical energy suddenly sneezed.

"Haqiu!"

"Wait a minute! I've already added a blanket, so why am I still sneezing? Is it because I haven't fully recovered, and this body is still too weak?"

"Looks like we need to get them moving faster."

"Hmph! Just wait. Once my physical body is fully restored, my strength will reach a new level. At that time, Ye Feng, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald will all die!"

"Haqiu!"

After making his grand pronouncements, the noseless 'child' couldn't help but sneeze again, and then sniffed hard. Oh, I forgot, he didn't have a nose, so he sniffed hard... a hole?

"Ugh, so boring! Isn't there anything fun to do? Even going to square dancing at night would be nice!"

"Wait, square dancing..."

"Holy crap! I forgot to send them back!"

Finally, more than half a month after the Christmas ball ended, Ye Feng remembered that he hadn't yet sent his fellow countrymen from another world home, and his two fellow countrymen...

"Hey, Old Deng, how many fish have you caught?"

Dumbledore: ￣へ￣

"Hey, do you want me to give you two? My fish basket is already overflowing."

Dumbledore: ￣へ￣╬

Hua: "I think Lao Zeng is right. Why don't you switch places with Lao Zeng? I think the feng shui of your spot isn't good, and it's not conducive to catching fish."

Dumbledore: [?_??]

"Really? That feng shui thing, can it really affect the catching of fish?"

Zeng: "Sigh! Let me tell you, there are a lot of intricacies involved."

"To catch a big fish, you need the right timing, the right location, and the right people. You have the right timing and the right people now, but you're missing the right location. So, how about you change your spot?"

A few minutes later…

"Whoa! Linghua, hurry and get me the net! We've got a big catch again, this one must weigh at least ten pounds!"

"Take it yourself. I've also got some goods here. Judging by the quantity, it's at least fifteen pounds!"

Dumbledore: ...

Sometimes, people's joys and sorrows are not shared. Their happiness is someone else's, and I just find them noisy. If I could, I would really like to kick them down and make them go home.

ε=(?ο｀*))) Sigh~

"The weather is bad today, the air pressure is a bit low, it's not a good day for fishing, let's go home."

Lao Zeng and Linghua: [?ヘ??]

"Is the weather... bad today?" Looking at the bright sunshine outside the shade of the trees, Lao Zeng and Linghua glanced at the fish basket that was already overflowing and could hardly hold any more fish, and fell into deep thought.

Dumbledore left, and not long after he left, Ye Feng appeared next to Linghua and Lao Zeng with a strange expression.

Ye Feng never expected that his two fellow villagers would be so fierce, directly taking down Dumbledore and even abandoning his favorite fishing.

However, seeing his two fellow villagers having so much fun, Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems you guys have been having a lot of fun lately. I thought you wouldn't be used to this kind of world."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Linghua was the first to come to her senses. She casually cast the baited fishing hook out and said, "At first, I wasn't used to it, but the dishes here are not much different from those in China. You can eat whatever you want. Plus, with your magic, communication is not a problem. I gradually got used to it."

"Besides, the students and professors here are quite enthusiastic. Headmaster Dumbledore even gave us a wand."

Zeng: "Yes, although these two wands are just empty shells, they are a very good souvenir."

Ye Feng: [?_??]

Upon hearing Lao Zeng's words, a huge question mark instantly appeared above Ye Feng's head, because the two wands in their hands were not mere imitations; they were two genuine wands, and even custom-made for them.

However, since Dumbledore hadn't said anything, Ye Feng was too lazy to tell them either. After all, his two fellow countrymen couldn't learn magic, so even if he told them that the wands they held were real, it wouldn't make any difference.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked up at the two of them, but before he could speak, Linghua spoke up first, saying, "Are you going back? It really is time. You've been slacking off for so long, it's time to go back to work."

Seeing that they had already guessed, Ye Feng didn't hide anything and nodded to confirm it.

However, he didn't intend to send them back immediately. He planned to have a farewell party for them before sending them back. After all, even using the All-Heavens Fishing Rod to send two living people back to a specific world wasn't a simple matter.

Chapter 278 Sending Fellow Villagers Home

The festive atmosphere of Christmas Eve hadn't completely cooled down, and people on campus were still enthusiastically discussing things related to Christmas Eve. It was during this time that the teachers and students of Hogwarts discovered that construction had begun again on the Hogwarts square.

In other worlds, magic may exist solely for combat, but in the world of Hogwarts, magic has permeated every aspect of the magical world, making the daily lives of wizards extremely convenient.

In the world of ordinary people, if relying solely on human labor, it would take at least two to three months to build a house. If various machines are used, this time can be shortened to as little as a week.

Magic is like a series of machines, and very efficient ones at that. So when these wizards transformed into construction workers, a huge and magnificent stage was built in just one afternoon.

Of course, if it were just good-looking, it wouldn't be worth Ye Feng personally supervising its construction and participating in its building. What's truly amazing about this stage is that it can project 3D images in real time. In other words, it can project three-dimensional images based on the songs the singers are singing, allowing the audience to truly feel as if they are there.

Since they were fellow countrymen from another world, Ye Feng naturally couldn't afford to falter at this crucial moment, so his preparations this time were quite thorough and sincere.

Two days later, beautiful music filled Hogwarts, and as the music played, the audience found that their surroundings had suddenly changed.

For example, when they heard "Lotus Pond Under the Moonlight," a lotus pond appeared before them under the moonlight, and when they heard "The Lasso," they were in a vast grassland. They could even smell the unique scent of grass and hear the hoofbeats of galloping horses.

That night, the teachers and students at Hogwarts not only heard catchy and memorable music, but also enjoyed the beautiful scenery of China firsthand. Meanwhile, Ye Feng's two fellow countrymen from another world put on a perfect concert.

As the moon moved westward, although neither the audience nor the performers were sleepy, the two members of Phoenix Legend had to stop after singing the last song on their pre-arranged setlist.

"Thank you everyone, thank you for liking our songs. A special thank you to Ye Feng, because he gave us the opportunity to hold this perfect concert. We... hope to meet again..."

There was no sentimental farewell, nor did they wait for the audience's response or attempts to persuade them to stay. After saying these words, an intricate array appeared beneath their feet, and once the array's light completely enveloped them, the two vanished.

The moment the array appeared, the Hogwarts professors' eyes widened in shock. They stared intently at the intricate array, but even Dumbledore, who was among the first to notice it and study it carefully, couldn't understand it.