Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

The enlarged ball python is coiled up like a giant conch, with black and white patterns on its skin and a bitter gourd-like head hidden in the middle of its body.

Some people who were afraid of snakes jumped in fright and quickly took a few steps back, feeling goose bumps all over their bodies.

The ball python in the center of the maze looked at the strange and bold magical bird in front of it and stuck out its tongue.

It had just eaten a lot, so it didn't want to bother with this little thing that wasn't even enough to fill its teeth.

To the audience, it looked like a huge python was giving them a threatening expression, and they were so scared that their legs almost went limp.

Then they heard another voice—

"Are you all ready? It's time for us to set off!"

"of course."

In the mirror on the left, there are several young wizards.

They seemed not to notice the audience here, and did not even look at them, just talking to themselves.

"Okay then. Let's do as we agreed before - I'll explore the way, Betty will be on guard, Brian and Chad will be ready to cast the spell, Carol will memorize the route, Avery will cover the rear, and Buck -"

The boy who was speaking was tall, handsome, and looked very authoritative. All the children around him gathered around him.

Amos Diggory excitedly said to the people around him:

"It's my son Cedric! See? That's my son! Come on, Cedric!"

He shouted loudly at the person in the mirror, but naturally got no response.

Another boy said with a smile:

"I'll take the dung eggs and jumping eggs. If an enemy appears, I'll throw them out to attract their attention."

He made a throwing gesture, holding a large dung egg in one hand and a few green, sweet potato-like things hanging around his waist.

There was a good-natured laugh from the audience.

"What is a vibrating egg?" someone asked.

"Don't you know? The Weasley brothers' new invention, a little thing that jumps around and screams loudly."

Another student replied.

“Most of the participating teams have bought it.” Another added: “They said it would help everyone save necessary time.”

"…But don't they also have to participate in the competition?"

"That's why the Slytherin team rarely buys that thing - they're worried that the Weasleys will tamper with it."

At this time, Vader was talking to the "technicians" at Aslan's magic workshop.

“It’s best to amplify the sound of only one mirror at a time,” he said. “Three at the same time would be a bit too chaotic.”

“This is easy.”

said Colliver, with a big beard. He drew out his short wand, pointed it at the mirrors, and the chaotic sounds suddenly became clear.

Colliver was the main person in charge of this magic workshop. He was shorter than Professor Flitwick and his iron-brown beard was like a tangled mess.

Vader suspected that he might have some goblin or dwarven ancestry, but out of politeness he did not ask.

In order to communicate more conveniently, several people simply sat cross-legged on the ground so that they could see the side of the audience seats when they looked up.

"There's still the ball python, so don't shoot it for now. Let the camera scan this side..."

Vader drew a range and said:

“Let everyone know what challenges the contestants will face, and then target a few teams.”

"Yeah." Colliver said, "That team just now was very good. I think they should be able to make it to the end."

“Don’t just look at the people who are going to be successful.”

"Leave two mirrors for losers - it's fun for the audience to watch others get into trouble," said Weider.

Although there are only three mirrors seen in the audience, Marchionne actually placed more than a dozen master mirrors inside and outside the maze for shooting, and Colliver decided to present those images.

After hearing what Wade said, he doubtfully changed the center of the picture on one of the mirrors to a few little boys with nervous and cowering expressions.

They were almost huddled together, trembling as they walked forward with their wands raised, completely unaware that an enlarged lizard was quietly following them.

The lizard suddenly stuck out its tongue and stuck to the boy who was at the back, covering him with slime.

"what--"

The boy couldn't help but let out a scream as he was carried backwards.

Only then did everyone realize the sudden attack and started screaming in unison. After another person was taken away by the lizard, they finally thought of running away.

Some people bumped their heads against the tree trunks nearby, some were stuck between the big trees because they were too fat and couldn't turn around, and some people fell headfirst into the spider's web, scaring the half-man-high spider.

There were bursts of laughter from the audience, and the laughter almost never stopped. Cedric's team in the center was ignored.

Colliver gave Wade a thumbs-up, then suddenly understood the hotspot password.

He reserved the main screen for several teams that had the potential to win the championship, switching between them in turn, while the secondary screens on both sides showed the teams that were about to be eliminated.

Colliver has a "God's perspective" and a sharp eye. He can always pick out the moments when contestants are about to encounter accidents, making a "live broadcast" look like a carefully edited video.

He also assigned someone to switch the sound, so that there would not be only pictures, which would reduce half the audience's fun.

Magic is also very convenient in this regard. No speakers or tuners are needed, and the spell can allow one person to complete the work of ten people.

Wade saw that the images from the several streaming mirrors were smooth and clear, the sound was not distorted, and even the sounds from the surrounding environment could be transmitted well.

He felt relieved and walked to the side without any sense of presence.

Colliver broadcasted for a while and gradually became proficient in it. He was just sharing his experience with Wade when he found that the person who was by his side just now was gone.

Chapter 255 The Scenery of the Owl Shed

Wade didn't actually have anything important to do in secret, but now that the work was done, he just wanted to be alone and quiet.

He has spent so much time leading the launch of this magical version of television, and he knows better than anyone how broad the prospects of streaming mirrors are.

You know, even Muggle TV stations don’t broadcast in high definition yet!

The streaming mirror not only has clear images and three-dimensional sounds, but can also be enlarged or shrunk so that it can be put into a pocket and taken away - of course, the size change can only be done by wizards who have mastered the relevant spells.

Marchionne saw business opportunities in the flow mirror, the Weasley brothers saw alchemical techniques, the audience saw unprecedented fun, and the contestants could probably see their short-lived socially dead future from it.

But Wade knew clearly that from now on, Liu Jing would take away half of the public opinion in the magic world... or even more than half.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that the Daily Prophet often criticizes the Ministry of Magic and mocks government officials.

But once the real work comes, they become the mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic, fighting for Fudge without any shame.

They can describe the respected old principal as an old lunatic with ulterior motives. They can describe the underage savior as a vain and boastful little liar. They can also fabricate facts and weave lies to whitewash the dark forces.

But when streaming mirrors become widely popular, the status of The Daily Prophet will definitely be greatly challenged, and it may even be uncertain whether anyone will read the newspaper anymore.

By then, public opinion will have a new helmsman.

But the people are always ignorant and can be easily deceived and misled.

Vader didn't know if Dumbledore saw this future, but he said nothing.

……

Vader avoided the crowd and went to the Owlery.

The environment here is not very good, but you can see most of the maze, the view is wide, and it is quiet.

Most of the owls stood on the shelf, turning a blind eye.

Some of them were lying flat on their backs with their eyes closed and their long, thick, hairy legs stretched straight out, sleeping as if they were dead.

Some owls were startled by the footsteps and opened their eyes to look at him in confusion. Their eyes followed Wade's figure for a while, but when they saw that he did not "offer" any delicious food, they ignored him.

Wade suddenly noticed that the back of an owl's head was a little bald, so he walked over and touched it, trying not to laugh.

The owl tilted its head and looked at him in confusion, making a "cooing" sound in its throat, but did not dodge away, nor did it tilt its head to peck at his hand.

Looks very well behaved.

There was no fierce look at all as if he was going to start a fight at night.

Wade paused for a moment before coming to the platform on the roof of the shed, where he was surprised to find that there was already someone sitting there.

"--professor?"

Vader said in surprise.

The person sitting here was Professor Murray, who seldom came to school.

"Oh—Ved."

Professor Murray turned around, smiled, and said:

"Looks like you've discovered this secret spot, too—nice view, isn't it?"

"of course."

Wade was confused, and after thinking about it, he asked directly:

"Professor, aren't you going to attend the European Alchemists' Union banquet?"

This was the schedule that was booked more than half a year in advance. Professor Murray should have left for Luxembourg yesterday afternoon.

To this end, they even postponed an alchemy class.

Professor Murray spread his hands helplessly and said:

"Right after the party started, the organizers and the guests started fighting, and one disgraceful fellow lost his pants... I knew today was the first day your Liujing would be publicly unveiled, so I thought about it and rushed back using the portkey."

"Then why didn't you go down there? It still smells a bit after all."

Professor Murray's face changed slightly, and he said quickly:

"Don't tell Dumbledore that I'm back, or he'll definitely send me to work! Look at your poor dean, how busy he is!"

In the distant maze, Professor Flitwick was flying on a broom near the wall. He probably hadn't ridden a broom for a long time, so his movements were a little awkward.

While Professor McGonagall was maintaining order outside the maze, Professor Flitwick was using magic to throw out students who had fallen into traps, students who were chased by magical creatures, and students who had been carried back home as trophies.