A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

  Chapter 347 Objection

  Before dawn, the cold, gray-white light pierced the fog in the forest little by little, and this unknown conversation came to an end.

   "Master, the newspaper says that the Longbottoms are already well, and they will accuse me..." the figure lying on the ground whispered.

  "Time will erase all traces. Didn't they also forget my fame? How many people have crawled under my feet and kissed my robe?" Voldemort said softly.

  Batti Crouch Jr. trembled suddenly, like an invisible whip hitting him.

But Voldemort ignored him and said lazily: "I want to share an opinion with you that magic is power. Do you know why extracting memories and Veritaserum can not be used as evidence in court? Just because they are unreliable, these methods can Deceived by a brilliant wizard. I ask you-were you caught on the spot?"

   "No, no," Barty Crouch Jr. whispered.

  Voldemort sneered twice, "That's it. There are too many ways to deny their accusations, compound decoctions, forgetting curses, confusion curses... The key is whether there is a strong enough witness!"

  "If Dumbledore came forward to identify you, it would be troublesome, but an ordinary Auror couple? Don’t forget, their own memories are glued together. How reliable is it?"

  Barty Crouch Jr.'s face turned rosy from excitement.

"Ideally, according to the original plan, I successfully resurrected, recruited the old ministry in the dark, and accumulated strength. After you kill Moody, you inherit the fame and relationship of old Crouch and enter the Ministry of Magic... At that time," he He whispered: "You will get an incomparable glory, the position of Minister of Magic, just the most inconspicuous reward."

  "Your will is my mission, Master."

  ……

  The sun finally came out, and the fog in the forest dissipated completely without leaving any traces. The camp became lively.

  Felix didn’t sleep long. He always felt that Barty Crouch was unclear. He thought for a long time and didn’t have any clues. When the sky was dark, he saw Kramy coming out of the cubicle, holding a cup of hot cocoa, holding a thin blanket in his other hand, half-squinting his eyes, and yawning.

   "Why, can't sleep?"

Kramy blinked, and then saw Felix sitting on the sofa, "Professor, why don't you turn on the light?" She walked to the table where she was dining yesterday and patted a magic lamp shaped like a bronze eagle. It flapped its wings, flew into the air and spit out a ball of light, and the tent instantly lit up.

  She sat across from Felix, covered herself with a blanket, and couldn't help but yawn again, "Oh, I can't sleep, I'm going to stay awhile and go back to the company to sleep. When will we leave?"

"You can leave anytime you want," Felix said gently: "We don't need the door key, we just apparate and leave." He glanced at the other two compartments in the tent, which were simply separated. "Wait Lai. Ms and Arik."

  Kreme holding a thin blanket, drinking hot cocoa, chatting one after another.

"When the vacation is over, I have to go back to Gringotts to transfer work... It's a pity, I have made a lot of friends in Egypt." She shook her fingers and said something interesting, "Right," she said. Suddenly he asked with great interest: "Professor, did Bill call you by your nickname in person back then-the Wandering Sphinx?"

   "...nothing."

"This nickname is very interesting, why is no one called it?" Kramy showed a regretful expression, "I heard someone in the company call you the King of Snake secretly. I don't think it's very good, it's easy to remind people of the basilisk... …"

   "Well, I can't care what others say." Felix made a cup of tea for himself, very leisurely.

  Unconsciously, Kramy's hot cocoa drank, and she stared at Felix's tea. "Do you want to try?" Felix asked, and Kramy said hesitantly, "I heard that if I drink it, I can't sleep..."

  At this time, a low female voice came from outside the door: "Is Mr. Felix Haipu inside? I am Olim Maxim, from the Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, France."

Felix showed a surprised expression, "Wait a minute, ma'am." He stood up, and while walking towards the door, he put his hand out, "Whoo!" A coat flew out of the room, put it on him, and fastened it flexibly. Button up.

  Kremy also slipped back into the room with a blanket and an empty cup.

  Walking out of the tent, I saw a tall woman facing him. Unlike the side that was quickly glimpsed in the middle of the night, she was obviously dressed up, wrapped in a blue cotton satin dress from head to toe, her hair combed behind her back, and her hair curled into a black shiny bun, and she wore a strip around her neck. Opal necklace.

   "Mrs. Maxim?" Felix tentatively said the name he heard by chance.

  Mrs. Maxim opened an elegant smile, she stretched out her hand, Felix was stunned for a moment, grabbed it gently, and touched the back of her hand with her lips.

   "Mr. Haipu," Mrs. Maxim said, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit, but we are leaving during the day, and I really don't want to miss the meeting with the new school manager."

   "Has Boothbatten got the news?"

  "There is a list of school directors in the principal's office. When Mr. Nick Lemay passed away, I saw your name appear on it." Madam Maxim said sadly.

   "So you are the headmaster of Busbarton."

  They walked into the tent, and Mrs. Maxim sat in Kramy’s position. She occupied the entire sofa alone and had to put her legs on her side.

Felix took out an empty teacup and placed it in front of the two of them. While directing the teapot to pour tea, he said: "Actually, I thought of Boothbatten for a long time, but I heard that some rules of the tournament have not been finalized. , There are many objections, so I didn't set off to avoid suspicion."

  Mrs. Maxim said: "Every Triwizard Tournament is a big trouble, not to mention two more schools. The Ministry of Magic is not very happy..."

   Felix knew that she was talking about the French Ministry of Magic.

   "At least the general direction should be determined, is there anything difficult to choose?"

  Mrs. Maxim took a sip of tea, and she said casually: “The general direction is determined, but the details should not be sloppy, because if you agree this time, it will most likely become an example of the next time.”

   "Every school has its own ideas, and every Ministry of Magic is the same. We have to confirm the various rules before lighting the Goblet of Fire."

  "Is the United States and Africa putting forward unacceptable conditions?" Felix asked.

He did not pay much attention to the progress of the tournament, but when he went to the Fire Dragon Reserve, he heard from the captain of Charlie Weasley. It is said that Fudge made many compromises in order to spread the influence of the tournament from Europe. .

  "Whether the venue is the first to be determined, or in Europe, in order, this time it is Hogwarts' turn," Mrs. Maxim said. "Ifamoni and Vagado can only line up at the back."

  Felix nodded, he knew that the Triwizard Tournament had been held in turn before it was suspended.

"As for the specific items of the competition, the Ministry of Magic where the competition is located, that is, the British Ministry of Magic, will be kept secret from us throughout the whole process." At this point, she paused and hummed a nasal sound, "Dumbledore must know. But I believe in his character..."

   "What our principals can participate in the decision is the more subtle aspects, such as the number of participants, the age of the players, and the banning of magic. The controversy is also here."

   "For example?"

  "Ifamoni asked for an increase in the number of people. The claim is that they have four academies and at least one warrior must be selected from each academy."

   Felix laughed blankly: "Isn't choosing the Warriors a Goblet of Fire business? They still want to do it for you?"

  Mrs. Maxim nodded and said, “They do have this idea, but Boothbatten, Hogwarts, and Durmstrang firmly disagreed, and they gave up.”

"There is also Vagado's self-transformation," she pursed her lips, and said with a bit of alarm: "I also learned after understanding that they actually mastered the human body transformation magic that is very similar to Animagus, senior Nearly one-third of Vagadu students can transform into leopards and elephants, not to mention those elite students can do more..."

   "Self-transformation? I have heard of this magic, but it shouldn't disrupt the balance of the game, right?"

   "It depends on how you look at it." Mrs. Maxim explained: "Some animals have advantages that humans do not possess. For example, if a certain level is faster than speed, the students of Navarga will naturally have the advantage."

   "But this doesn't explain much. It can only be said that the students of Vagado have demonstrated their own characteristics." Felix didn't think there was any problem.

   "Then do you know the time spent by the students of Vagado on this magic?" Madame Maxim asked.

   "Could it be very long?" Felix guessed.

"At least three to five years of study." Mrs. Maxim said: "They enrolled at the age of ten, and after a year of observation, they choose the appropriate direction, usually two or three subjects as the main subjects, three or four as minors. When they reach the upper grades, they will focus all their energy on the main subject~www.readwn.com~ For example, a little wizard, from the second grade, can get in touch with all the knowledge of self-transformation, and prepare for and Practice, and then go through several years of uninterrupted practice until you are successful. Even those who have the ability to learn can also choose the second form and the third form."

   "It's really unique." Felix nodded. The principal of Vagadou should think that this is the knowledge that students must master, so he did so. There are some similarities with the advice he gave to Dumbledore, but it really needs to be analyzed, and the difference is quite big.

  "Where is the dispute?"

"If you look at it alone, it’s okay, but how about comparing Vagado and Demstrang? The students of Vagado take the magic of practicing for several years to participate in the competition. There are no restrictions, and Demstrang However, the students of Japan must endure not being able to use the black magic that they are best at. Karkaroff certainly disagrees. They have lost too many times in the past, so they don’t want to be ashamed."

   Felix knows that this is the crux of the problem. The competition for hegemony represents honor, and the unprecedented five-strong competition represents an unprecedented honor. The championship is destined to be recorded in history and spread for many years.

  In the face of great honor, even the slightest advantage will be counted, not to mention that there is still such a big gap, no one wants to dance with shackles.

  (End of this chapter)