Harry Potter's Dharma

A bet?

Zheng Fan looked at Dumbledore with a puzzled expression. What was this old fox thinking? What did he mean by a bet?

Zheng Fan felt that something was wrong.

Who knew that Dumbledore would wink at Zheng Fan.

That's right, it was just a wink, as if he was helping Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Zheng Fan did not believe that this old fox would help him!

Absolutely not!

Zheng Fan looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, gesturing for the senior students to come to his side.

"Why don't you all have a bet? Let's see who can last until the end without a wand.

Here it comes!

Here it comes!

*3!!!

Dumbledore, the old fox, was torturing his students again.

Zheng Fan always felt that Dumbledore's hobby was to torture his students, otherwise, he would not have made such a suggestion.

"Okay, I think that's a good idea, Headmaster Dumbledore."

At this time, Hermione hurriedly said.

Don't tease me!

Zheng Fan's face was instantly filled with "meow meow meow?"

He looked at Dumbledore and Hermione who had already fallen into an alliance situation.

The two of them obviously wanted to turn the camp into a situation like this, which meant that they would not use a wand.

"But Headmaster, I think that it's a little unfair for Fan to compete with them. After all, they have their own friends who can ask for help, so I suggest that everyone compete together without using any magic."

Hermione suggested.

"Then what if something dangerous happens?!

This is the Forbidden Forest. Even if we can enter, there's no guarantee that there won't be any danger!

Malfoy shouted.

In fact, he did not have a good impression of Hermione, mainly because Hermione was a wizard of the Muggle family, and Malfoy had received a pure bloodline education since he was young.

If Zheng Fan's girlfriend was not Hermione, Malfoy would have shown more hostility, just like in the original work.

Hearing Malfoy's words, Zheng Fan could not help but praise him in his heart. Although he was talking about his girlfriend, Zheng Fan liked to hear this sentence.

"Really?

Could it be that you're scared? Could it be that your noble sorcerer bloodline doesn't allow you to leave magic for even half a step? As long as you leave magic, you'll become someone worse than a Muggle?

Are you afraid of that? "

Hermione quickly retorted.

Only then did Zheng Fan realize that his little Hermione's [Verbal Cannon] ability had already reached perfection. He thought that it would take a few more years for little Hermione to become the Goddess of Hermione. He didn't expect her to become one now.

"Indeed, Malfoy's words are not without reason. After all, we are wizards and have never undergone any wilderness survival training. Even if we try our best not to use magic, I don't think most of the wizards here would be able to completely break away from magic."

Sorry, Hermione. Zheng Fan chose Malfoy at this moment.

After all, Zheng Fan had read a lot of books about survival in the wild, so she was certain that there were some basic skills that could be learned.

But!

Survival in the wild was not cool at all. "Compared to magic, it's a very simple thing.

If Zheng Fan had to choose, no matter how many times she had to choose, she would always choose magic.

"That's very simple."

Who knew that at this moment, Dumbledore would do something that would make Zheng Fan's jaw drop.

Dumbledore took out something that looked like a brooch from his hand.

"Once you're in danger, you only need to read the words on it to send out a distress signal. This way, we'll be able to reach where you are and help you."

Dumbledore said.

"Then, what if I don't have time to read it?"

"If you don't have time to read it, this thing can also monitor your physical condition. If something goes wrong, it will automatically send out a distress signal.

Dumbledore hurriedly explained, then took out a bunch of badges from his luggage.

"I-I-I-4."

Zheng Fan looked at Dumbledore and didn't know what to say.

This wily old fox!

He!

He had been waiting for them from the very beginning, hadn't he?

Zheng Fan looked at Dumbledore in confusion and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he just nodded and gave up struggling.

It seemed that Dumbledore was really going to bring them to experience life without the use of wands … Fine, Zheng Fan wasn't afraid of that anyway.

"Oh right, to be fair, you can put your wands in this bag and leave with your badges. Before the sun sets, you're free to do whatever you want. If you have any questions, you can ask me or Professor McGonagall at 373."

As Dumbledore explained, he looked at his students and urged them to put their wands in their bags.

Zheng Fan didn't want to say anything. He just looked at Dumbledore and sighed.

"Hmm, why are you sighing?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking, can these people really survive the next three days without tents?"

"It's two days and two nights, Mr. Zheng Fan."

Dumbledore said with a smile. Zheng Fan's words made sense. Tents were indeed a problem.

Because only the Muggles would bring their own tents, the number of tents here was not enough for each person.

"How about this? Let's line up according to the school. We'll divide the tents later."

Dumbledore said.

What?!

Zheng Fan suddenly regretted his suggestion. Was he going to let others sleep in his tent?

However, even if he didn't say it out loud, Deng Buduo would still discover the problem with the tents when the situation appeared at night.