People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

He patted old Crouch on the shoulder, looked around and said loudly, "You all need to understand."

"No Death Eaters have escaped, and the You-Know-Who is completely dead."

"You have to trust the Ministry of Magic, trust me, trust—"

"The corpse reappears!" Without any warning, a voice suddenly broke the silence.

A huge green shiny object flew into the air.

It was an enormous skeleton, made up of countless emerald green star-like things. A huge python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a tongue.

The skull rose higher and higher, glowing brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark sky.

The Death Eaters who were hung upside down were surrounded in it.

"Fainted!" Almost at the moment when that voice appeared, twenty voices shouted at the same time -

Rays of burning red light shot out from the wands of wizards led by Crouch, heading towards the direction of the green glowing object in the darkness.

Fudge's face turned pale.

The next second, a yellow mixture of solid and liquid flowed through the body of an incontinent Death Eater, bringing new color to Fudge's face.

A camera flash flashed by.

-

On a speeding steam train.

In the workshop.

"Look at how stupid Fudge is!" Ron spread out the Daily Prophet on the table and laughed, holding his stomach. "He even licked it."

"What a shame it was old Crabbe's and not Lucius Malfoy's!"

"But he also lost face. Now everyone in the world knows that he likes to wear green, silver and white striped underwear."

"My father told me that they were all fined a large sum of Galleons."

"What a shame, they're not in Azkaban!"

boom!

"Ouch," Ron covered his leg, "Who kicked you?"

"Malfoy." Harry looked a little worried for some reason.

Ginny, acutely aware of her boyfriend's mood, squeezed Harry's hand.

Draco Malfoy was looking at Ron coldly, and he lowered his head to avoid Harry's gaze.

Crabbe and Goyle were still behind him.

However, Crabbe covered his face with a black cloth, and his short pot-shaped haircut exposed him.

The three of them walked straight to the rear of the car without saying anything.

"What a coward!" Ron muttered, shocked by the strange Draco. "If you have the guts, stay here!"

"Evil Slytherin!"

Harry shook Ginny's hand back and said to Ron, "I told you to keep the door closed."

"What, or--" "Ron Weasley!" Ron was about to retort, but was shut up by Ginny.

Hermione was flipping through a book with a depressed look on her face, ignoring everything that had just happened in the carriage.

Even when Crookshanks curled up and rubbed against his legs, he ignored it.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 229 Performance in the Auditorium

"Bucky," Hermione murmured, resting her chin on her hand and looking out the window.

Her mind was so focused on that man that she had no intention of reminding Harry to write to Dumbledore or Sirius about the scar and the dream.

Harry didn't care about the scar on his head which was aching again for some reason.

Where did it hurt? Was it because Ginny's hands weren't warm enough? Or was it because her body wasn't soft enough?

Only Ron was sitting near the entrance of the carriage, looking out the window, eagerly waiting for the saleswoman and her cart full of snacks to appear.

After being interrupted by Draco, he no longer had the leisure to read the newspaper.

But Bagel, who was supposed to take the train and go to Hogwarts with them, was not in this world at the moment.

To be precise, not in the material universe.

It was a giant whale-like creature with green mountains and clear waters as its skin, swimming in the ocean of human subconsciousness, just like the giant beast in the sky among the warriors in the offline city.

During the period of waiting for the school to start, in addition to communicating with Hermione, as a student of Castellobus, I also negotiated with the Hogwarts Headmaster Dumbledore through letters.

In the blue ocean of dreams where no one has ever touched, he opened up new territories and combined the concepts of the giant whale of the Pillar of Water and the dream owl to create this celestial life form that he named [Behemoth].

Since the birth of mankind, the spiritual treasures accumulated for 600 million years have been consumed in the creation of the Dream Sea, and the remnants are also extremely huge.

With the remaining treasures as nourishment, Behemoth's body expanded and developed so rapidly that in just two or three days, it grew from a palm-sized egg to its current appearance - an active celestial body with a surface area of ​​105.37 million square meters.

The pillar of the dream sea.

However, the reason why the spiritual energy was so huge was that he could only digest it through the pillars of creation.

Bagir believed that this was because the extraordinary energy named magic of wizards and other intelligent magical creatures in this world was hidden in their brains.

Even the dreams of the Muggles in this world are more valuable than the witches in the American horror world where dreams are most valuable in the world spread by the Bajir Dream Sea.

The top of a tall tower that seems to be made of white jade and reaches into the sky is located on the head of [Behemoth].

Bagir sat on the windowsill, with the endless sea of ​​clouds just within reach at his legs.

Looking at the thin film above his head that blocked off the sea of ​​dreams, and the twinkling stars that were also within reach, the vast spiritual universe made him feel as if he was in another world.

He thought that the greatest gain from coming to this world was Voldemort's memory.

But after spreading the concept of the dream sea as usual, he possessed all that he had worked hard for a hundred years to create.

"The world is indeed a miracle." Bajir raised his glass.

With a thought, the star of a wine connoisseur flickers, and the extremely fragrant and delicious wine that only exists in dreams flows into the glass.

The historical magic that could materialize [treasures] from stories has changed beyond all recognition.

Even Anemon from the Good Demon Law School could not recognize its original appearance when he saw it.

Sniffing the fragrance and shaking the wine that seemed to have a galaxy flowing through it, Bagir was ready to drink it all, and once again fell into a long dream and a sea of ​​dreams, dragging the vast world's [Behemoth] under him to sleep with him -

"Woo~woo~"

A long and vast cry sounded in my ears.

A little elf that looked like Kurumi Tokisaki, the size of a palm, with clocks in its eyes blew the conch in its mouth.

"Kyousan, is it time?"

The elf in the silver bikini fluttered her translucent wings, stood with her hands on her hips and chest out, looking very proud.

She is the embodiment of the wizards' research on time in this world.

The same as the wine in Bagir's hand.

It's just that her existence is forever.

While serving as a pet, he also serves as Bagir's clock in the Dream Sea because of his precise control of time.

"It's a pity you can't speak yet."

Basil rubbed Kurumi's little head.

In order to ensure her stable spiritual growth, Bajir did not directly give her more complex things such as language, except for common sense, daily life and self-protection magic.

"Woo wow, woo wow!" The little cutie rubbed Basil's fingertips.

"Okay, it's time for me to set off."

The wine in his hand disappeared with the glass, and his loose white pajamas were replaced with the shirt, tie, sweater and wizard robe he wore at Hogwarts in the movie.

As for the suitcases, he had already sent them to the train.

They were all distributed by the house-elves and sent to their respective dormitories.

As for international students like him who have not yet determined their college dormitories, as well as first-year students, they will be assigned one by one after the list of colleges is released.

"Be obedient at home and study hard. If you have any questions, go to Sisyphus (the tower spirit of this tower, responsible for coordinating the tower and everything within a radius of fifty miles, and can also communicate with him in reality)."

Kuang San nodded impatiently, her eyes rolling around, and I don't know what bad idea she was thinking of.

After Bagel's figure disappeared, she snapped her fingers and changed into the same pajamas as Bagel, and appeared in a flash on the small sofa that was made to fit her body shape.

He turned his face to the side, bit the straw, and squinted his eyes.

Bajir already knew that Kurumi wouldn't study well.

But she doesn't have to go to work, and her conditioned body won't make her fat, so what's wrong with sleeping when she's tired of playing?

He just said that as a Chinese parent is used to.

"We're here." Bagir stepped out of the air.

In front of me is a spacious office.

It was paneled all around and filled with dark wooden chairs.

This is the Hogwarts staff room.

The place Dumbledore had prepared for him.

Unlike the novels, students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrive at the beginning of the term.

Many students, including Harry, saw the carriage flying in the sky and the ghost ship like the Flying Dutchman emerging from the water in the corridor. Hagrid, as a ground crew member, was almost scratched by the carriage.

The reason why they did not appear before the Sorting Ceremony was that they were preparing for the performance that would occur after they appeared.

The magic schools in this world are particularly eager to show off, and they have to perform when they appear on stage.

As a student from a different school, Bagir was also not immune to this.

Time was also allocated for performances.

After Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

This room is specially prepared for him to use as a lounge before the performance.

A one-time furnace door was also specially opened, named 'Son of the Jungle'.

"Child of the Jungle." Basil walked to the fireplace and sprinkled Floo powder.

The flame turned green and the furnace door was activated and used up.

ten minutes later.

squeak~

The door opened.

Filch ran towards him with his legs raised high, carrying a glass of pumpkin juice.

Bajir's pupils trembled. Damn! He ran like this with a drink in his hand?

"Hello, you must be Badger Granger."

"I'm Filch," the old man who felt like he was about to die suddenly put down the pumpkin juice and took out a mirror from his arms. "Dumbledore asked me to give this to you. You can see the Great Hall from inside."

"You can leave once Durmstrang is seated."

"I remember the spell was..." He rubbed his hands, his low voice unable to conceal his excitement, "Open Sesame!"

As the words fell, everything in the Great Hall and the sound of Dumbledore's speech emerged from it.

Filch almost cried when the images and sounds appeared.

"Dumbledore is so kind-hearted that he made a voice-activated alchemical tool that can be used by Muggle Squibs." Basil was a little surprised.

Then, 0 and 1 flashed in his eyes.

[Eyes of the Cave] is activated.