Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 293 "Education Order No. 20 No. [-]"

Draco pouted.

"He is the only one who can afford it. My father has given a lot of money to deal with Dumbledore. If he joins the Order of the Phoenix, Malfoy will have to live with a tight belt."

Of course Draco was joking, the Malfoy family's wealth was not comparable to that of ordinary rich purebloods.

"Let me go and talk to my dad... Are you sure you want the Oude family to contribute too?"

Bree nodded.

"Just pay in secret, and you won't end up if you can. Of course, it depends on your father's decision."

Bree is also ready to let Tom make his own decision, but Bree thinks Tom will really want to deal with Voldemort personally.

……

The next day, reports about Grindelwald in Durmstrang appeared in major newspapers in the British wizarding world, and the content about Bree was very prominent.

Even the Hogwarts campus newspaper has appeared. The difference is that Bree's content accounts for the majority of the campus newspaper, and there are also Umbridge's comments.

Draco was at the Slytherin table reading the report, so annoyed that he looked towards the teacher's desk, where Umbridge was comfortably eating his breakfast.

Bree sat quite far away from her, eating green apple pie.

Umbridge smiled, but soon she couldn't laugh anymore, because an urgent owl messenger flew quickly and jumped on Umbridge's dining table. The coffee and snacks in front of her flew everywhere, making her full. All over the body.

"Ah, what is this!"

Umbridge grabbed the owl and wanted to tear it apart.

However, when she saw teachers and students from other schools looking over, she immediately put on a different face.

Smiling softly, she put the quivering owl down and opened the package the owl had brought.

There were two things inside, a report from Germany and a parchment she was familiar with.

Umbridge's eyes lit up, she grabbed the parchment and opened it to read.

"Hahaha." Umbridge covered her mouth and laughed. The sharp voice made all the wizards unable to eat. Bree looked at Umbridge angrily. Umbridge was startled and laughed. It stopped suddenly, stuck in the throat and couldn't get out.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough!" Umbridge patted her chest hard and finally regained her breath.

She didn't immediately find trouble with Bree, but got up and came to the podium.

"I have to announce happy news to everyone."

Umbridge said triumphantly——

"Education Order No. 20 No. [-]"

The High Inquisitor will henceforth have ultimate authority over all punishments, sanctions and deprivations involving Hogwarts students, and will have the power to modify such punishments, sanctions and deprivations imposed by other faculty members.

signature:

Cornelius Fudge

minister of magic

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Umbridge looked at all the professors provocatively, and then said: "I think my previous investigation of each professor was not specific enough. Later, I will decide whether the professors are suitable for Hogwart based on some secret investigations." tz."

"Lest some characters that are harmful to the wizarding world stay in Hogwarts and mislead the children!"

Umbridge glanced at Bree before continuing to address everyone: "I'm delighted to hear this as I have a big event coming up."

Umbridge waved the education order on his hand, and continued: "This event is that Hogwarts is about to hold a foreign school friendship competition."

Umbridge looked at the young wizards from other schools flatteringly and said, "I know that wizards in many places know Quidditch. This is why I resolutely canceled the Fantasy Game Club."

"We will hold a fraternity match before Christmas, where students from outside schools will compete with Hogwarts students. I will participate as a Quidditch instructor."

Umbridge smiled sweetly, but no one paid attention to her, especially those from other schools.

Several wizards from Durmstrang School stood up, and the professor among them said: "I'm sorry because of the matter at Durmstrang Academy."

The professor was talking to Bree.

He walked forward and bowed to Bree with the little wizard: "Principal Grindelwald sent me a letter yesterday, hoping that Durmstrang School can reach a friendship with Hogwarts. Of course, the premise is that Od The professor is at Hogwarts, and the white rose has never withered."

After saying that, Durmstrang's staff sat back at the dining table and stopped eating. They didn't even look at Umbridge, as if Umbridge was talking nonsense just now and disgusted them.

"Perhaps you should read this report, Professor Umbridge." Professor Snape was sitting next to him. He pointed to the report on Umbridge's seat with a cold face.

Report!

Umbridge then remembered.

She looked at Snape gratefully, thinking that Snape was giving her a step down.

She was indeed so excited that she forgot to discuss Quidditch with people from other schools in advance. This was her problem.

Smiling and winking at Snape, Umbridge picked up the report.

It's from Germany.

In an instant, Umbridge's face turned black.

On the report——

A large number of saints gathered in Durmstrang and led their families to join Gellert Grindelwald. Some highly respected and capable wizards in the wizarding world became Durmstrang's professors...

At the press conference, Grindelwald said bluntly: "If Oded serves at Hogwarts, I will not target the Hogwarts school at any time."

"By the way, the fantasy game is also very interesting. I hope Durmstrang School can have a friendly match with Hogwarts in the future."

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Umbridge's brain was buzzing. The matter of the white rose was quite tactful before. She could still let Bree keep the white rose in Hogwarts out of justice, but now Grindelwald's attitude is thought-provoking.

But in any case, she has been unable to use the education order to drive Bree away.

Umbridge gritted her teeth, forced a smile, and then said to Bree: "Professor Odd, I think the Fantasy Game Club is actually a very good game."

Umbridge chuckled.

This report follows the education order, and Fudge's meaning is self-evident.

Grindelwald is already flexing his muscles. There are so many families and powerful wizards in Durmstrang. If this is aimed at Britain, the Ministry of Magic will not be able to stop it.

Fudge is still worried about Voldemort and Dumbledore, but he doesn't want to provoke Grindelwald.

Umbridge didn't want to either.

She got up with the report and education order and ran quickly to her office. She wanted to talk to Fudge in detail!

After Umbridge left, there were voices of discussion in the hall, wondering what the content of the report was.

At this time, Bree stood up and said: "The Quidditch fraternity match will not be held. Let's hold a fantasy game competition. We can use the fantasy game competition to conduct an assessment on natural magic."

"The finals are scheduled at the end of the semester, during which we will arrange trials."

Yes, natural magic can be used in fantasy games. The things Brie studied are all complementary to each other and only need some changes.

"We are very supportive." Durmstrang's people stood up immediately.

Subsequently, other people from other schools and the young wizards from Hogwarts also agreed.

Bree looked at the professor's chair, and Professor McGonagall nodded.

She didn't want to see Umbridge being proud at all, even if she wasn't playing Quidditch, which she loved.

"Then please excuse me, Professor Flitwick. You are the advisor of the Fantasy Game Club." Bree had something to do, so she pushed Professor Flitwick out.

Professor Flitwick looked surprised. Being able to hold a foreign school fraternity competition was definitely a significant milestone in his career as a teacher.

"Of course, but what about you, Professor Odd." Professor Flitwick stood up and asked, suppressing his excitement.

"I'll just watch the game."

No one refused, and this was the end of the breakfast.

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At this time, Durmstrang School——

In the corridor, the little wizard who was supposed to be wandering was nowhere to be seen, only the cold wind was blowing.

It's actually snowing in the Nordic lands.

Because the snow is so fine, when the wind blows, the snow is rolled up to the white beard and melts.

"Hoo" Dumbledore exhaled a breath of white mist. He had come to Durmstrang only a handful of times, but like Hogwarts, the ancient charm here had not changed.

"Please come this way, Mr. Dumbledore." The vice-principal who led the way led Dumbledore through the gorgeous European-style corridors to the high-rise building.

After walking through several indoor corridors, they arrived in front of the principal's office.

"Dong dong dong!" The vice principal knocked on the door respectfully and carefully.

"Click..." The door opened, revealing a gap.

The vice-principal opened the door and said: "Please come in, Mr. Dumbledore."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, but when he looked up at the principal's office, the smile could not be left on his face.

The office is very spacious, with towering bookshelves on the left and right, and the windows are sandwiched between the bookshelves.

And above the head is a huge bright light, which is working even during the day.

"Long time no see, Albus." Grindelwald sat on the soft leather chair in the center of the principal's office. In front of him was a desk filled with information and documents.

The floor was also filled with information, but it was in good order. Dumbledore walked up to Grindelwald easily.

Grindelwald smiled and knocked on the table, and a chair appeared behind Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sat down casually.

"Long time no see, Gellert."

Dumbledore's tone was familiar, but his mind was not on the conversation with his old friend.

Grindelwald also heard Dumbledore's tone. His expression remained unchanged and he stared at Dumbledore with a slight smile.

"I didn't do anything, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore responded calmly.

"You took Durmstrang."

Grindelwald smiled and shook his head and stood up from his seat. He did not care about the purpose of Dumbledore's trip and continued in a familiar tone: "This is not a big deal. No one has stipulated that I cannot become Durmstrang's son." headmaster."

"And you see, the wizards here respect me and acknowledge my existence."

Dumbledore did not fall into Grindelwald's words. He looked at the white rose on Grindelwald's chest.

"Spellcasting item."

Dumbledore said, looking at the two books that Grindelwald had placed in the most conspicuous positions.

"Basics of Natural Magic"

"Natural Magic·Basic Analysis"

Grindelwald smiled: "This is a good thing for wizards."

Dumbledore was silent, he already understood why Grindelwald fled Nurmengard, and even destroyed it, not leaving himself a chance to regret.

This is indeed an irresistible temptation for Grindelwald.

"He went to find you?" Dumbledore's tone was very shallow, with a hint of disbelief.

"Him?" Grindelwald laughed, walked up to Dumbledore, looked at his old friend and said, "Except for the friends I recognize, who can see me, you have never stepped into the tower."

Grindelwald was unmoved when he saw Dumbledore, and he smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, does it matter, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore was speechless, but it didn't matter, because Grindelwald had already come out.

He looked at the white rose on Grindelwald's chest and sighed.

"If it's his choice, I'm not going to stop him."

Grindelwald smiled.

"What choice?" Grindelwald has always wanted to know Bree, and it seems that Dumbledore knows Bree very well.

"I don't know him, Gellert." Dumbledore didn't lie, it was like he didn't understand why...Grindelwald would come out at this time.

Dumbledore exhaled and took out a bottle necklace from his arms. There was a small crack on the exquisite bottle.

blood alliance!
However, the blood of the two people had disappeared in the bottle.

Dumbledore handed the bottle to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald was silent for a long time.

He slowly raised his hand, took the blood pact from Dumbledore, then put the blood pact behind his clothes with a white rose pinned on it, and hid it.

"Don't worry, Albus, I am no longer the reckless Gellert I was before. I understand the power of Muggles."

Having said this, Grindelwald looked at the Elder Wand on Dumbledore's waist, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The powerful military power of Muggles was the source of Grindelwald's failure. He once searched for the Deathly Hallows, but in the end, the Deathly Hallows was nothing more than a scam, and he could not use it to reverse the decline of the wizarding world.

"Of course, I know." Dumbledore forced a smile.

The purpose of his trip was achieved. He could deal with Voldemort with peace of mind, because Grindelwald still needed to accumulate strength and would not take action for the time being, at least not against Britain.

The temporary balance is fine. Neither he nor Grindelwald wants to commit to the other, lest it cause a greater tragedy.

And the longer time goes by, the more likely he is to find a way to break the situation.

Dumbledore left Grindelwald's office with a sigh, and left Durmstrang under the leadership of the vice principal.

"Odd, what do you want to do?" After leaving, Dumbledore sighed and looked at the distant sky. The endless mountains and forests made him a little confused.

The situation had changed, and he didn't even have time to care about Hogwarts.

"Cuckoo!" An owl flew over.

It was obvious that it was from England, because the long distance letter exhausted the owl and fell directly into Dumbledore's hands.

"Oh, thank you, little one." Dumbledore gently stroked the owl's feathers and used magic to unfold the letter.

It's a letter from Bree, about Harry.

"Harry, a picture of Voldemort?"

Bree had told Dumbledore before that Harry was a Horcrux, and Dumbledore could not help but have some suspicions.

"It seems I have to teach you Occlumency, Harry." Dumbledore was a little distressed. He wanted to leave it to Bree, but Bree was a natural Occlumens and had no systematic learning experience at all.

"Leave it to you, Severus, I think you are willing." Dumbledore smiled, then used the portkey and returned to England with the owl.

As for returning to Hogwarts, there is no rush. First, Snape must be persuaded in a letter.

As soon as the cold wind in England blows, the owl raises its head in a daze. It thinks of the hardships it had to go to Northern Europe to deliver letters...

"Cuckoo!" The owl looked at Dumbledore fiercely, and then pecked Dumbledore's beard with his beak.

"Oh, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Dumbledore ignored the letter in his hand and tried his best to comfort the owl.

If it were a phoenix, nothing like this would happen. The phoenix can use long-distance phantom appearance, or space travel, which is a special talent of powerful magical creatures.

(End of this chapter)