Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts

Returning to the auditorium again, Dumbledore found that other professors from the school and principals from other schools had arrived.

A strange calm remained in the auditorium.

After Serafina walked into the auditorium, this strange atmosphere even started to become weird. The students seemed to be concentrating on destroying the breakfast in front of them, but they seemed to have been secretly peeking at Professor Picquery who returned to the auditorium.

Seraphina noticed the strange atmosphere in the auditorium, but as an experienced person, she chose to just pretend that nothing happened.

She walked straight to the staff table and found an empty seat to sit down.

Serafina herself wanted to keep a low profile, but others would not give her this chance, such as Karkaroff, who was afraid of chaos in the world.

"Professor Picquery, I'm really curious, what happened just now?" Karkaroff asked with a strange smile on his face.

Serafina stiffened. Just as she was thinking about how to respond to this annoying Karkaroff, Dumbledore's voice came from behind her.

"Nothing happened, Igor, it was just a misunderstanding." Dumbledore said calmly, while looking at Karkaroff.

Karkaroff closed his mouth.

He felt strong pressure.

Few people dared to offend Dumbledore on Hogwarts territory. So after receiving Dumbledore's strong response, the storm subsided.

It was buried deep in the hearts of everyone, and the name Les Lint became widely known.

No matter how he explained it, he successfully withstood Professor Picqueri's sneak attack and defeated him in a head-on battle. This alone is enough to attract attention.

No matter how old Professor Picquery is, his background is not comparable to that of ordinary wizards.

But how could such a person end up at the bottom in points in a round? This is simply unbelievable!

However, when some contestants made public the tasks assigned by the system during a round of competition, everyone noticed a detail: if a player killed the fire dragon alone, and then did not join his teammates and chose to travel around, wouldn't the score be exactly Zero points?

In other words, the players who scored zero points but passed the assessment are ruthless people who completed the main mission independently without relying on the strength of natives and teammates!

After thinking about this, the names of the players at the bottom of the rankings who had zero points but completed the main story suddenly became dazzling.

Les was not a high-profile person. When someone asked him how he killed the fire dragon, he always said that he just accidentally killed a young fire dragon. Most of the other zero-point players said the same thing. Only the monk from India said that he had indeed killed an adult fire dragon alone.

"I first smeared essential oils all over my body, which made my skin invulnerable to fire and water, and then drank soma wine brewed by the ancient method in my hometown, which made me powerful. Then, I took out a few musical instruments, and the instruments automatically accompanied me , amidst the music, I danced the Shiva Tanvada dance, and gained endless divine power. Shiva’s blessing helped me kill the evil dragon,” the Indian monk Arjun said while taking out the essential oil. and soma wine, and showed it to the wizards present.

Everyone was shocked that there was such a magical potion in the world!

Someone asked Arjun if he could sell essential oils and soma wine. Arjun said how could such things be sold? But if you are willing to sincerely offer sacrifices, he can send a letter to the priest in his hometown temple and ask him if he can give some essential oil and soma wine.

At this point, most of the little wizards have woken up and no longer think about this matter.

"Is that man really a dragon killed in this way?" Helga was extremely curious, so she asked Rowena quietly.

Rowena took out the crystal ball, retrieved player Arjun's data, and took a look at his participation process. Then Rowena was speechless.

"The place he teleported to was very close to a big city. He sold essential oils, soma wine, and some other miscellaneous gadgets there for a month. Then he used the money to buy a dragon egg, and it turned out that He hatched a fire dragon from a dragon egg - that's how he got his dragon heart."

Helga was speechless after hearing this man's story.

He really found a loophole in the competition! Indeed, when Rowena first formulated the rules, she did consider that some players might be opportunistic and buy a dragon heart, so she specifically stipulated that they need to participate in the crusade against the fire dragon, but she did not stipulate the age of the fire dragon!

Because under normal circumstances, young fire dragons will always be cared for by adult fire dragons. If he could kill a baby dragon under such circumstances, Rowena believed that he would be qualified to pass the test.

But who would have thought that someone could actually do such a cool thing as hatching eggs?

"Forget it, this guy has no teammates and will be eliminated in the second round. It's not a big problem."

Helga blinked: It seems that Salazar doesn't have any teammates, so he won't be eliminated accidentally, right?

"It's not a big problem. You have to have some confidence in Salazar." Rowena didn't panic at all and had full confidence in his old friend.

"Okay." Seeing Rowena's confident look, Helga stopped asking questions and chatted with her about other things.

At the faculty bench, other professors also had their own thoughts.

Professor McGonagall wanted to ask Dumbledore about the specific details of the conflict between Les Lint and Professor Picquery in the morning, but found that Dumbledore's entire mental state had changed after not seeing each other overnight.

Well, she couldn't tell what had changed specifically. If she had to say it, she felt that Dumbledore had a sense of "relaxation", as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

This was very strange.

Professor McGonagall knew what Dumbledore was carrying. The mysterious man was like a sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of Hogwarts teachers and students, making the centenarian in front of him bear too much.

But now he looked as if the mysterious man didn't exist, which made Professor McGonagall puzzled - maybe it was her own illusion.

Dumbledore noticed Professor McGonagall's gaze, and he pointed his wand, and a plate of Turkish-style dessert flew into his hands.

"Minerva, would you like some dessert? This dessert is called 'Angel's Hair', a special snack in Turkey-"

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall quickly broke away from her previous emotions and snatched the calorie bomb made of a huge amount of oil and sugar from Dumbledore with extremely swift movements.

"No way! Don't even think about this level of sweets!"

"Minerva, I'm the headmaster!" Dumbledore's expression became serious for the first time.

Bang!

Professor McGonagall slapped the table.

Breakfast ended in such a happy and peaceful atmosphere.

After breakfast, Les met with the Parseltongue student from Ilvermorny under the joint witness of Dumbledore and Seraphina.

When he learned that Les wanted to compete with him for the recognition of the Slytherin Staff, Jack did not admit his weakness as Les expected, but readily accepted Les's bet.

This made Les extremely puzzled: Who gave you the courage to fight against me? You can't even stand up in front of me!

If he hadn't been concerned that this was Hogwarts and he couldn't do whatever he wanted like in the alchemy world, the man in front of him wouldn't even be qualified to talk to him, and the liquid in his body would boil just by getting close to him.

Then how did he dare to compete with him for the ownership of the Slytherin Staff?

With such doubts, Rice returned the Slytherin wand to him for the time being - he was really a little curious and wanted to know how the student in front of him would deal with it.

Not only was Rice confused, but other Ilvermorny students who had seen Rice's strength were also puzzled.

Jack was not panicked at all, because he got a very powerful thing during the game. He was just caught off guard by that Les Lint in the hall just now. In the real confrontation, he was confident that he would win in the end.

Yes, he thought that once he used that method, even Professor Picquery would not be his opponent.

"You beat that Les? Really? Can you win?" Jack's classmate couldn't help asking.

"You can win!" Jack made a confident declaration.

Soon, Jack and his friends came to the duel venue designated by Professor Picquery and Professor Dumbledore for them - an unused classroom in Hogwarts.

The so-called "fighting for control of the wand" is actually a duel to decide the winner, but it is more gentle and does not necessarily require the cost of life.

Not long after arriving at the duel field, Rice also came. With him came some Hogwarts students and several Hogwarts professors.

Under the gaze of Dumbledore and Seraphina, Les and Jack boarded the duel stage they had set up.

After boarding the stage, Jack did not rush into the duel process, but started to talk to Les.

"Les Lint, I admit that your performance in the hall was a little beyond my expectations, but that just caught me off guard. Now, I will let you see the opportunity I got in the competition venue-"

Les raised his eyebrows, his curiosity was fully aroused.

Jack took out a small crystal bottle from his arms, which was filled with red potion. He pulled out the cork and drank the potion inside.

"The flesh of a wizard or a human being is too weak. Today I will show you what a truly strong flesh is, a real dragon body! Magic and the like are all illusions in front of it!" As he spoke, Jack's momentum began to rise steadily, and dense scales grew on his body.

A few seconds later, he turned into a "dragon man" who was much taller than a normal person, and his hands became something like dragon claws.

"Huh--" A ball of fire spurted out of his mouth, and he casually threw the Slytherin staff in his hand to the ground, raised his head and uttered a deafening dragon roar.

Les's expression changed in an instant.

"Pick up the wand, you bastard, you are so brave! I told you to pick up the wand!"

In response to Les, there was an even louder dragon roar.

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