Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

A new week is here. This is the last week of October. The professors unanimously speed up the progress to make time for the upcoming competition.

Moody's class is still full of fright. "I can smell the coward," he said in class. At that time, he was planning to recite Imperius Curse to the students in turn. Moody looked at the students gloomy with that intact eye and said in a low voice, "You will find that the more you escape, the more danger will come to you...Yes, it He always loves cowards."

When he raised the wand, the young wizards trembled.

For the entire grade, only Harry showed resistance to Imperius Curse, "You have the potential of Auror! Potter, let them see what you can do!" Moody yelled, and he was attached to Harry. Imperius Curse was cast four times, until Harry could completely get rid of the influence of Imperius Curse before turning his attention to the next person.

At the end of class, Ron and Neville helped each other out of the classroom. The treatment of the two was similar. Under Moody’s control, Ron performed a passionate dance and Neville performed a series of amazing Gymnastics.

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

As they passed by a group of Second Year young wizards, these young wizards stared at Hermione straightforwardly, talking about Hermione's horrific performance in the open space last weekend without any shit.

"The flame Phoenix...burned out her hair..."

The expression on Hermione's face was both happy and embarrassed, "They have nothing else to do Is it?" Even when she was supplementing homework in the library, she did not escape all kinds of scorching eyes. When rejecting the third call of the student who asked for a signature, the young wizard "cut" dissatisfiedly, "What is it proud of."

Hermione said incredulously: "Am I proud of it?"

"You look like you have been cursed with happiness," Ron said with jealousy. "The smile is so happy and beautiful."

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

"What did you say?" Harry asked confusedly.

"I'm just...a bit emotional." Hermione said, "Think about it, I just gained a little fame recently, and it feels airy, but you have been in this look for three years. Show anything strange."

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

"Does it include the time when it is misunderstood?" Hermione asked him a deep look. In the past few days, she has experienced the disadvantages of the sudden rise of 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 students to be the heir of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets because of the exposure of the Parseltongue. They all walked away from Harry, discussing spiritedly behind the scenes.

"Didn't you have you." Harry said.

Ron shrugged, "What weird topic are you talking about, let's go, let's go to Fred and George, I saw them go to the owl shed, maybe the ageing agent has arrived."

Harry was going to see Hedwig, and Hermione also thought it was better to let the air out, and they packed their stuff and left the library.

While passing by the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they saw two Pukwudgies coming out of the forest. Carrying a wild boar together on his shoulders, he was moving towards the station of Ifamoni. When they saw Harry and the others, the two Pukwudgies whispered in strange language.

"Guess what they said?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, maybe I am simply curious." Harry said while looking at the direction of the Quiddich stadium. Standing at his position, he could only see the roof of a tall building. Four animal statues stood on the four corners of the eaves. Opposite them was a thunderbird that was flapping its wings, which looked a bit like Ravenclaw's bronze eagle.

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

"Thunderbirds are not easy to deal with. They are the darling of the storm. They are not magical. The fact that they can fly is beyond the reach of champions." Hermione said not optimistically.

The owl shed is a round stone room, standing high. When they endured the "whispering" draught in the tower and the smell of owl feces, and climbed up the stairs, they happened to hear the twin footsteps going downstairs.

"He is impossible to avoid us forever, that's not a small sum!"

"Yes, I don't know if the letter is effective, maybe we should just stuff the letter directly In his hands, he must come, isn't it..." After turning a corner, George stopped talking and looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione in surprise.

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

Ron didn't answer, he stared at the twin, "Who wants to hide from you?"

"I hope you stupid brother can avoid us." Fred De said unhappily.

Ron wanted to ask again, Fred and George embraced him from left to right, "Don't you want the ageing agent? It came yesterday, and I will give it to you when I go back." They left one after the other.

"They definitely have something to hide from the family." Ron said affirmatively, looking at their backs. "But it seems that someone owes them a sum of money." He quickly put the matter behind and said hopefully, "I don't know how the ageing agent tastes? I hope it's better than Polyjuice Potion. ......"

Hermione said coldly, "You haven't given up on that plan yet?"

"Yeah, are you going to report us, Hermione?" Ron chuckled. He said, "How much do I have to try... I heard from Professor McGonagall that champions don’t have to take the year-end exams, which means no matter how much they fool homework, they don’t have to worry about being scored low... This is a safe day for the whole year. !"

Hermione looked at him annoyed, "So you want to be champion, just to not write homework?"

"Of course there is a big bonus."

They returned to the common room and Ron groaned on the table: "There is too much homework this year. Professor McGonagall left a paper on the transformation of a hedgehog. Trelawny asked us to predict the stargazing horoscope next month, and Snape forced us to study. The antidote, he even hinted that he would poison us! Professor Binns has always had a lot of homework, the Goblin rebellion... Who cares about what happened hundreds of years ago? And Professor Flitwick, who prepared three reference books for the Accio curse, just Even Hagrid suggested that we observe the Blast-Ended Skrewt every other day. Did you hear that? He actually asked us to observe the fire in the ass. His tone is like talking about a group of obedient dogs..."

"Think about it, as long as you become a champion, you can get rid of all this." He lifts the head, looking forwardly.

Neither Hermione nor Harry paid any attention to him, anyway, he felt sorry for himself for a while. Hermione took out a booklet mutter incantations, Harry held a two-way mirror and made a parent-child call with Sirius.

"I'm fine... Scar doesn't hurt anymore, maybe it's psychological... Well, three other schools are coming, I really hope you can see... Hi, Kreacher, what? Of course, locket goes well with your bald head...Happy Halloween in advance..."

Sirius' grumpy voice came from the mirror: "Damn, Felix didn't let me use his office. In the fireplace! There is no one who abandon one's benefactor after achieving one's goal like him!" In the evening, Neville brought back a new message that the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang people are coming.

……

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

With the experience of welcoming the magic school of Ivmanni, Hogwarts seemed comfortable from top to bottom. Even Filch’s eyes were not so protruding anymore. It might be because there was no young wizard to repeat the crime. Low-level error again.

At the end of October, the weather had turned cold. The students gathered at the High Level steps outside the hall for 20 minutes. The Beauxbatons delegation finally carried a huge pink blue carriage towards them Accio. Carriage It is the size of a house, and twelve winged silver-mane horses pull it into the air.

The students raised their heads and let out an exclamation. With a loud noise, the carriage crashed to the ground, "Cool! Hard landing!" Seamus said, until Madam Maxime walked out of the carriage and stepped on the golden steps to the crowd, he took a breath.

"Oh my God, she is so tall!"

Dumbledore and the professors led the applause, after which Dumbledore kissed the back of Madam Maxime's hand, and after some greetings--"Karkaroff also Didn't you arrive?" Madam Maxime asked.

"He was a little later than expected." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Maxime gave a "chirp" and murmured in a low voice. The professors standing in front and the students nearby heard clearly. She said "pretending to be."

"Would you like to wait here to meet him, or go in and get warmer?" Dumbledore asked as if he hadn't heard it.

"I'll go in first and get warm," she bowed slightly, and said, "My horses are very temperament-they need strong people to take care of, and they only drink pure malt whisky. "

"Don't worry, our professor in the protection of magical creatures will take care of him." Dumbledore said.

Madam Maxime smiled gracefully and nodded to the professors. When she saw Felix, her smile became much more sincere. Then she said majesticly to the students of Beauxbatons: "Follow me in."

The students of Hogwarts stepped aside and watched her lead twelve or three students into the castle along the steps, discussing spiritedly behind. These Beauxbatons students are all wearing refined blue silk school uniforms, and a few particularly slender girls also wrap their heads.

Dumbledore turned his head and whispered: "Felix..."

"Leave it to me." Felix said, he looked towards carriage, his eyes covered with silver white light. , The group of horses the size of an elephant stared fiery-red's eyes, suddenly motionless. After a while, they all lifted up a horseshoe the size of a dish and moved towards the Hagrid hut.

"By the way, there is also pure malt whiskey." Dumbledore said, and he raised his hand and pulled out a note from the thin air, which was floating and stuck on the head of the silver-mane horse. superior.

The note was blown upside down by the wind, making a hunting noise, which looked strange. Professor McGonagall purse one's lip, his expression gradually became severe.

"Ah~Why wait is a little boring," Dumbledore said: "Felix, do you have any new products for your'Future World' company? I read from the newspaper that you recently combined with The Weird Sisters Signed a contract..."

"That is for the magic phonograph, and they will cooperate with the infusion of the first batch of records. I recommend Remus to make the product as small as possible, and it is best to cast magic images. However, I have encountered a few small problems, and I urgently need some valuable suggestions."

The two discussed, and the bored professors and students listened. Later, the professors also participated. Go in, time passes a little bit.

After another half an hour, even the students wearing cloak couldn't hold it, shiver coldly in the cold wind.

"How long will I have to wait?"

Draco · Malfoy said dissatisfiedly. He quietly pulled out the wand, chanted the expansion spell at a beetle on the ground, and then kicked the mouse. That big beetle kicked away. After a while, there was a cry of exclamation not far away.

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

At this moment, Lee Jordan yelled, "Look at the lake!"

Draco "cut" and squinted to observe carefully. The originally peaceful black lake turned up The huge splash was like a boiling cauldron, after which a huge mast rose from the vortex.

It was a very weird-looking ship, like a shipwreck that had been seabed for hundreds of years. It was finally salvaged one day—the ship’s hull was filled with wind-leaking holes and portholes were scattered. With misty phosphorescence. When the ship docked on the shore, a line of people wearing heavy cloaks came out, only the man in the lead wore a special silver white fur.

He has a raised goatee. He is tall and thin, with thin cheeks, sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and a little dangling eyebrows, giving people a deep feeling.

"Dumbledore!" The man yelled enthusiastically as he walked up the slope, "My dear Old Partner, how are you?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore replied.

He led everyone to the auditorium, and the house elf in the kitchen had prepared a sumptuous dinner.

This banquet gathered four schools. When they heard that the people of Vajda didn't know which mountain they were spinning around, Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff immediately grunted in dissatisfaction.

"They really do show off! Let everyone wait for them! Know that Krum had a cold before departure, I told him, you have to hold on, there will be days when you are not used to it... …"

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

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At night, the deep blue night sky full of stars is shrouded by dark clouds, and the moon is also covered by thick clouds. A bright lightning flashed across the night sky, thunder rumbling, and cold rain pattered down.

In the ancient runes office, Felix wears a wool cloak, and Sniffs Wallen's nest watching a movie on the sofa. Sniffing intently stared at the projection screen, seeing the wonderful place, even Felix quietly took away the gold Galleon in his hand without noticing it.

After watching the movie, Sniff climbed onto her cradle bed and lay on the velvet comfortably.

"Good night."

"Chirp!"

At the same time, a few mountains away, a group of silhouettes stood on the top of the mountain, looking out over the majestic Hogwarts Castle.

"Go hard! This storm is nothing, we will arrive before dawn."

A high-pitched voice said. He suddenly jumped from the top of the mountain and turned into a big bird with a big head. The iron azure wings swept across the steep rock wall and hovered continuously within the valley.

"Woohoo!"

Another silhouette body rolled, turning into a vigorous leopard. Several take-offs and landings, ran a distance of hundreds of feet.

Immediately afterwards, the long trunk was raised high. The African elephant with wide ears and silver white tusks walked dexterously down the dark brown steep slope. The sharp stone ground is for it. It's like flat ground.

"The little fellows are very energetic. It seems that the effect of experience is very obvious." An old, declining voice sounded, and the thin witch sat on the flying carpet, grinning, laughed and said.