a certain scientific harry potter

"It should be in the Scandinavian Peninsula, probably further north than Norway and Finland." Hermione continued, "I've read the "European Magic Education Evaluation", which speculates on its location. This school attaches great importance to black magic, and also rejects students from ordinary backgrounds. The former Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald graduated from Durmstrang."

"The purpose of running the school and the people who have gone out cannot fully represent the image of the school. Didn't Hogwarts also have Voldemort?" Seeing that everyone seemed to have scruples about the name of the Dark Lord, Harry gave his own Relatively objective evaluation, "The students of Durmstrang, they can always endure the freezing climate of northern Europe, there must be something special about them."

"Indeed, it's actually so far away." Luna blinked her eyes, and her thinking obviously started to go astray. "In the case of Northern Europe, isn't that very close to Sweden? Could it be that Durmstrang's Students often see the horned snorkel?"

"That's impossible! The claim that the horned snorkel was produced in Sweden is nothing more than Mr. Lovegood's making up." Hermione rolled her eyes noncommittally, "Anyway, Durmstrang must be The northernmost point in Europe, but strangely, they also seem to recruit Bulgarian students. For example, the Bulgarian team in this World Cup, their main Seeker Viktor Krum, he went to school in Durmstrang .”

"Bulgaria?" Will was startled when he heard the words, "Isn't that in Southern Europe? Whether it's going to Hogwarts or Beauxbatons from there, the distance should be much closer than Durmstrang, right?"

It’s no wonder Will was so surprised, because if Durmstrang’s location is correct, then driving from Bulgaria would have to cross the entire Europe from north to south, and the straight-line distance is likely to exceed 3000 kilometers!

"Maybe it's because the first headmaster who founded Durmstrang was a Bulgarian witch." Harry shrugged, "And Durmstrang doesn't limit the origin of students, as long as they are not from ordinary people, the whole world Both pure-blood and mixed-race students can go to school there. In contrast, Beauxbatons can accept students from the seven Western European countries and southern Europe such as Spain and Italy, while Hogwarts only accepts students from England and Ireland."

"Hogwarts...it seems to be true." Hermione tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she had never seen any exchange students in Hogwarts.

There are only three foreigners in the whole school, but whether it is Qiu Zhang or the Patil sisters, they are only Chinese and Indian, and they are still British in essence.

"The school-running philosophy of Hogwarts is actually a problem left over from the history of the four founders. They couldn't even reach a consensus on whether to recruit students from ordinary backgrounds, let alone foreigners." Harry interjected, "But There are actually quite a few foreign students in the school, and they were able to successfully enter Hogwarts because they obtained British or Irish citizenship from the Ministry of Magic."

"But if that's the case, wouldn't there be little communication between Hogwarts and other wizarding schools?" Will asked suspiciously at this time.

"In fact, magic schools all over the world don't communicate much with each other. Magic schools are the most important way of inheritance for wizards today, and the existence of each school is a secret among secrets." Hearing Will's words Harry shook his head and explained, "Among all wizarding schools, Hogwarts has already had close communication with the outside world. There were at least two traditional inter-school competitions that allowed Hogwarts students to broaden their horizons." vision."

"Two traditional inter-school competitions, what are those?"

Everyone cast puzzled looks, even Hermione didn't know much about the two major competitions.

"One of these two major events is the Triwizard Tournament, which is jointly participated by three European schools, but it has been suspended for centuries. The other event is the Magic School Potions Tournament, which is organized by Hogwarts It is said that it has not been held for a long time with the four schools of Kodos Torrez in Russia, the Magic Institute in Sakurajima, and Uganda's Waggadu."

"Ah?" Will couldn't help but lose face when he heard the words, "Isn't this the same as no communication, why are these two events suspended?"

"Because the students are abolished in the Triwizard Tournament, and the referees are abolished in the Potions Tournament." Harry shrugged and said, "Think about it, the potions in the Potions Tournament need to be drunk before they can be evaluated. Who can guarantee the participation?" The stuff made by the students must be safe? As for the Triwizard Tournament, you should be able to see how dangerous this event is this school year."

Harry revealed a little bit of the inside story to everyone. Knowing that Hogwarts might hold the Triwizard Tournament again this year, the rest of the detective agency couldn't help but secretly look forward to it.

"Where is...Salem School for Witches? Is that also a school for wizardry? I've never heard of it before?"

When moving forward, Astoria saw a group of middle-aged witches chatting and laughing happily. A shiny banner with the name of 'school' was hung high among their tents.

"That's the Salem Witch Association, an unofficial magical women's rights organization in Milton." Harry shook his head. Ni, and Castelbroscher in the Nanmi rainforest."

Harry naturally knew a lot about magic schools in the United States, after all, Tina graduated from Ilvermorny.

And according to what he found when he investigated Voldemort's origin - the Gaunt family, the founder of Ilvermorny, Isolt Thayer, seemed to be a descendant of the Gaunt family.

In other words, Ilvermorny is the school founded by the direct descendants of Salazar Slytherin!

Snake stick...

For some reason, a strangely shaped wand suddenly popped out of Harry's mind.

(ps two explanations

1. Hogwarts only accepts students from England and Ireland. This is not an official setting, but Rowling clearly stated in an interview in 2000 that Hogwarts only accepts students from these two places

2. For the 'Salem Witches' Guild' in this chapter, first read the original text and Chinese translation of Chapter 7 of the Goblet of Fire

while a group of middle-aged American witches sat gossiping happily beneath a spangled banner stretched between their tents that read: THE SALEM WITCHES' INSTITUTE

Another group of middle-aged American male wizards sat chatting and laughing, a shiny banner hung high between their tents: Salem Wizarding Academy

There are obvious translation errors in the Chinese version here, witches are witches, and the gender is directly wrong

In addition, Rowling said on Twitter that the translation of the Chinese version was wrong, and made it clear that the "Salem Witches Association" was a joke she made on the British Women's Association. It is an association organization rather than a school that only accepts witches.

above~)

Chapter 550 Seven British Wizards, General Confidence

Salazar Slytherin's Wand, Basilisk Horn Core, Snake Wood Core, Unknown Length…

Probably after bringing Nagini home, Harry has often seen this thing in his mind recently. There will always be end-to-end associations.

Of course, I was also glad that Rowena had been stopping him in his mind, otherwise Harry might have jetted off to Ilvermorny by now.

The wand left by Slytherin is definitely a treasure, and Harry has always had a voice in his heart telling him that he must get this wand.

But Harry knew with certainty that this thing was absolutely harmful to himself now, but not beneficial at all.

Because whatever Slytherin urged him to find, it was sure to end up being prepared for Voldemort to fuck himself.

But, after I swallowed Voldemort alive, I might as well take a trip to Mizhou to find the last relic of Slytherin.

Thinking wildly about the staff and some other questions along the way, Harry and his party arrived at the water intake at the corner of the camp.

At this time, some wizarding families with children had already risen up, and a small line was formed next to the faucet, but obviously not all wizards could adapt to this way of water fetching by ordinary people.

Harry saw a lot of people secretly releasing clear water into the jug, and there was also an old wizard who was arguing with the staff whether he should wear trousers or not.

"Just do it, put it on, Archie, you can't walk around in a Muggle woman's clothes, the Muggle at the gate has already begun to suspect." The staff in charge of the faucet was crying at the moment Opening his face, he held a pair of pinstriped trousers in his hand, and was constantly stuffing them into the hands of the old wizard opposite, hoping that the other party could change them.

The old wizard opposite him was wearing a long printed pajamas. Looking at the style, it was obviously the women's pajamas that only grandma and grandma would wear in the aesthetics of ordinary people.

"I don't care, I bought this suit in a Muggle shop, and Muggles usually wear it like this." The old wizard named Archie angrily rejected the staff's kindness, "Anyway, I don't want to wear it." Will change my pants, I'd rather let the wholesome breeze blow my ass!"

"Ah... it's just asking him to wear a pair of trousers. How could he react so much?" Will shrugged in puzzlement when he saw this, "And that set of printed pajamas really doesn't look good."

"That person should be Archie Emslow. I knew about this person when I was sorting out the modern history of wizards. He was often warned for violating the "Secrecy Act." Harry glanced at him and recognized him. "This guy is the founder of a fringe movement called 'Fresh Air Cleans Everything', calling on all wizards to wear robes under all circumstances, whether or not ordinary people are present. Joined him The wizards in the world all hate ordinary people's trousers, and feel that the trousers block the magic flow of wizards from the source."

"Blocking... the flow of magic from the source?" Hermione couldn't understand it when she heard the words, "Why do you have such a ridiculous idea?"

"But the fact is that although we all know that this idea is ridiculous, there are still many people who have become members of his FART movement, and they are basically old wizards." Harry shook his head slightly, " And coincidentally, those who have been denouncing and preventing me from revising "History of Magic" are also mostly these respectable old people. In the final analysis, it's not that they claim to be noble in magic and think that ordinary people's things are all inferior and clumsy. But As everyone knows, in the world of ordinary people, they have already been defined as cultists."

"Wizards and...ordinary people, everyone is obviously human, can't they really accept each other?"

Hearing Harry's words, Will sighed heavily. He bears the two special identities of prince and wizard at the same time, and even understands the feeling of being in the gap better than ordinary people.

"Will, you think too much." After fetching water and leaving, Harry patted Will on the shoulder, and a disdainful smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Ordinary people and wizards will eventually accept each other, and the ones who dominate this acceptance process must be ordinary people!"

"yes…"

The only ones who were really puzzled by Harry's words were Will and Astoria.

Hermione has always been around Harry, and she is very aware of the power contrast between wizards and ordinary people; and Luna, she may have seen through the future from the very beginning.

"Do you know how many wizards there are in England?" Harry slowly stretched out three fingers, "3000 people... the whole of England is full, even if you include the newborn children, there are only 3000 wizards in existence. But Wei Well, you should know how many troops there are in England, right?"

"This..." Will was stunned for a moment, because he never thought that the wizarding community in England would be like this...

weak.

As the former empire on which the sun never sets, even though the strength of the British army has been extremely weakened after World War II, the combined forty army battalions still have nearly 12 troops!

Even with a casualty ratio of 40:1, the British Army alone is enough to deal with these [-] wizards.

What's more, in addition to the army, the Royal Air Force and the Royal Navy are not just eating dry food.

It is true that many wizards have this idea, thinking that they have magic and can change the memory of ordinary people at will, so they are worthwhile even against the army.

But the question is, is there any state machine in this world that can have a head pierced so that soldiers can go head-to-head with wizards?

In modern warfare, distance is justice. No matter how far your wizard's casting distance is, can it still be farther than a sniper rifle?

Not to mention, England itself has a nuclear arsenal, just throw a courier at a place that cannot be plotted on the map... Even Hogwarts can't last for a minute.

To be honest, what really makes Harry feel ridiculous about British wizards is that most wizards are never willing to really understand ordinary people who are only separated from them by a wall, but they are still so proud and confident.

They have long been left behind by the world, but there are always a bunch of whimsical guys—for example, Voldemort, a middle-class neuropathy, who thinks that ordinary people are inferior creatures to them.

But these people don't know how powerful ordinary people have under the blessing of ever-changing technology.

And the "International Confederation of Wizards' Secrecy Act" that they have always hated, actually actually protects...themselves!

So, Harry is now planning to use "New History of Magic" and common world cognition courses to tear open the fig leaf of wizards... Of course, he is actually guiding wizards to save themselves.

I don't know how many people will jump out against him...

Chapter 550 Eight-year-old girl, acquaintance from afar

After fetching the water, Harry and the others walked across the camp to their tent. At this time, the sky had completely brightened, and there were gradually more and more people moving around.

They passed the Bulgarian tent area on the way-these wizards from southern Europe hung their own flags on the tents, and there was someone's photo sticker.

Hmm... There is one thing to say, in terms of appearance, the gloomy Viktor Krum is indeed not a likable type.

However, Luna really wanted to visit the Bulgarian tent. Of course, she mainly wanted to try to see if she could meet a student of German Shepherd Strong, so as to inquire about the situation of the horned snoring beast, but Hermione dragged her away forcibly. He came back: "I said it a long time ago, the horned snoring beast does not exist at all!"

"That's not it... Oh, know-it-all, don't drag me, just let me ask!"

"Heh... they are really lively. Will... Will?"

Seeing Hermione and Luna fighting, Harry couldn't help laughing. He turned to the prince next to him, wanting to have a chat with him, but found that the other party was staring blankly in a certain direction, and couldn't even walk. Forgot to step.

Following his gaze, Harry saw an unusually beautiful little girl.

She is about eight or nine years old, with a little baby fat on her small face, but overall she is impeccable, and she will definitely be a rare beauty when she grows up.

"What a beautiful child!"

See, even a girl like Hermione can't help but marvel at her beauty, so it's no wonder Will just sees her and...

Wait, something's wrong?

Harry looked at the little girl carefully, and a little doubt gradually rose in his heart.

Beside the little girl, there was a jug full of water at the moment. She was pouting and shaking her hands gently on the spot, as if her palms were sore from exhaustion.

Ordinarily, this is just a very common movement, but Will can't look away at all, and his eyes have been drifting unconsciously with the fingertips of the other party, especially when the little girl inadvertently blinked those eyes that seemed to be talking, Will It's even more like he's lost his soul.

Even Harry himself felt that this little girl was indeed very cute, and couldn't help but want to take a closer look.

Can a child who is less than ten years old be so beautiful?

In addition, she is wearing... Beauxbaton's school uniform?

This little girl with waist-length hair is wearing a well-tailored light blue suit, with a cross pattern of two golden wands embroidered on her chest, which is Beauxbaton's coat of arms , Harry would naturally not admit his mistake...

"Oh! Astoria, why are you stepping on me?!" With a sudden scream, Will jumped up on the spot, interrupting Harry's thoughts at the same time.

"What am I doing?" Astoria scolded Will angrily, "If you keep watching, your eyes will fly out!"

'Phew, it's dangerous~'

Looking at Will's inexplicable appearance, Harry couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he had enough concentration, it was just doubts, and he didn't stare at it without blinking, otherwise he would have to be trampled on right now. .

And maybe it was a kick from the left and right sides.

"Uh, you are..."

Will's voice naturally attracted the little girl's attention, and when the other party turned his head, the flickering of the big eyes also naturally stunned Will again.

By the way, the little girl spoke French.

"Hey, I'm really going to be angry!" Astoria had already secretly raised her small fist, looking at that posture, if Will continued to lose his soul, she would attack directly.

"Cough!" Harry hurriedly coughed lightly when he saw this, and used his magic power to help Will regain his sobriety.

After that, he showed a friendly smile, stepped forward and asked in his decent French: "We are just passing by here, do you need help?"

This kind of situation has already been seen by others, and my own side must offer to help, so I can't continue to watch from the sidelines.

"You can speak French? That's great!" Upon hearing the familiar language, the little girl's face burst into a smile, "I'm just worried and don't know what to do!"

"I want to bring the water back, just leave it to me." Harry knowingly helped the little girl lift the kettle, and after asking the direction, he walked with her towards the Frenchman's tent.

On the way, Harry also found out that the little girl's name is Gabriel, and she came to watch the Quidditch World Cup with her family.

"I originally wanted to bring water back by myself, but I didn't expect the kettle to be too heavy, and magic is not allowed here. Fortunately, I met you."

Gabriel is a very cheerful child, and she is not afraid of strangers at all. She chatted happily with Harry and others along the way, which of course made Will show a silly smile every now and then.

This girl is amazing...