Ch 581-585

Moody obviously ignored Ron's nonsense, and after a glance at him, he hurried away with his wooden legs.

　　 Ron slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that the appearance he was scared just now was very shameless, so he suppressed his voice and explained it to Harry and the others.

　　 Ivan stared at Moody's away back, and suddenly remembered that the coaching time Moody had revealed in the previous class was exactly one year, which coincided with the curse set by Voldemort.

Is 　　 a coincidence?

　　 Still said that Dumbledore wanted to try whether he could avoid Voldemort's curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

　　 After all, the biggest effect of this curse is to prevent each professor from teaching for more than a year. All kinds of accidents are just derivatives of achieving this goal.

　　 If Moody's leaves after a year, maybe the curse will not be aimed at him like that...

　　If that is the case, maybe Moody's can leave this position as safely as Lupin.

　　...

　　 In the next few weeks, nothing happened in the castle, and Harry completely forgot the scenes in his dreams, because the heavy lessons had weighed on him.

　　 Especially Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class!

　　 The legendary old Auror divided each class into two parts, first to explain some black magic or common offensive magic protection skills, and then the intense and exciting actual combat exercise.

　　The students who got to the point were asked by Moody to break the curse he personally cast according to the method given in the class. If someone behaves badly, he will be merciless, and the only thing he will do is reprimand.

　　 Even so, Moody's courses are still very popular.

　　 After all, there are too few practical courses for hands-on combat, not to mention that they can often learn many useful defense skills from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

　　 It's just a headache for the little wizards that Moody's will leave a lot of homework before class, usually for them to give a method of self-defense in a specific situation.

　　 I still can't write casually, because Moody's will pick people out in class and practice on the spot to test the feasibility of this method.

For example, in a homework discussing how to defend against the Tarantella dance spell, Seamus suddenly thought that he could roll and hide first, and then sprint in front of his opponent and break the opponent's nose with a punch. Play the effect of defeating the enemy.

　　 However, in the actual combat drill, Seamer was hit by Moody's spell before he could roll, and finally did a tap dance for most of the class and almost broke his leg.

　　So when they were in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, everyone was always in a cycle of fear of being named and expecting to see others having fun.

"So how are we going to deal with the disarming curse, with many obstacles? But I've written this last time. Or look for cover? Hide under the table? God, what if Professor Moody hits me this time? "

　　 In the morning, in the Gryffindor lounge, Ron watched this after-school homework collapse and shouted, especially since Moody's hadn't allowed them to write similar defensive methods too frequently.

　　 "Ivan, can you show us how you wrote it?" Harry also had a headache, and turned his head to refer to Ivan's answer.

　　 "Are you sure you want to copy my homework?" Ivan said with a weird face, and directly pushed the workbook over.

　　 Harry and Ron immediately looked up, their faces suddenly became very embarrassed, and it read randomly, "We should cast the Disarming Curse faster to achieve the goal of countering our opponents." ]

　　 "Is this okay?" Harry looked at Ivan speechlessly.

　　 "Which time did my method fail?" Ivan shrugged and covered the homework, preparing to hand it in tomorrow.

　　 Harry and Ron looked at each other, and finally sighed in distress. This is why they collapsed every time. They couldn't do the defense methods written by Ivan, and they couldn't copy them.

　　 At first, Ivan was trying to save trouble, and there was even the Iron Armor Curse in the list of coping methods, and I wrote this every time.

　　 Ivan gave up this panacea defensive spell until Moody could not bear to order them not to write the same thing every time, and because he didn't want to bother his brain, the answers he gave were more nonsense.

　　 For example, if you encounter an attack by a dark wizard, it should be subdued and sent to Azkaban as soon as possible.

　　 If you kill the opponent in advance, you can effectively remove the threat posed by the opponent, etc...

　　 Not to mention that they think nonsense, even Moody thinks so, but after personally verifying it in class, Moody has to admit that these methods of Ivan are very useful...

　　So that in the recent Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Moody simply let Ivan be an assistant, using offensive magic to test other people in the school.

　　Unable to get help from Ivan, Harry and Ron had to turn to Hermione for help, but the little witch didn't give them face at all. She closed the workbook with a brush, and stared at them.

　　 "You should think of a solution by yourself. Professor Moody said in class that we cannot expect others to protect ourselves!"

The two were completely lost, so they had to lower their heads to think about it~www.mtlnovel.com~ Seeing Harry and Ron in distress, Ivan shook his head secretly. With such a good teacher as Moody, neither of them Study hard, it's really hopeless!

　　 From the perspective of the growth of the students, Moody is definitely the most competent Defence Against the Dark Arts professor he has ever seen, even surpassing Lupin!

　　 After all, Moody's is more strict, and it is also vigorous and resolute in doing things, almost forcing the students to grow up quickly.

　　 If you learn this all year, not to mention what a good fighter you become, but at least in the event of an emergency, you will not be at a loss, and you will have the ability to protect yourself.

　　 Of course, Moody's radicalism is probably also related to Dumbledore's secret instruction.

　　 The only thing that surprised Ivan was that Moody didn't call everyone up to test whether it could resist the Imperius Curse in the past few days.

　　 But it's right to think about it. It should be a quiz specially made by Barty Crouch Jr. specifically for Harry, so as to understand how different Harry is and able to defeat the Unforgivable Curse.

　　 It took more than half an hour before Ron and Harry finally finished Moody's homework, and then a few people went to the auditorium to prepare for lunch.

　　 When a few people walked to the hall, they unexpectedly found that a large group of students was blocking the door, squeezing around a big announcement erected at the foot of the marble staircase.

　　 "What happened?" Ron asked curiously.

Ivan squeezed in and took a look. An announcement was posted on the wall, which read about the Triwizard Tournament. It mentioned that the representatives of Boothbatten and Demstrang will be held on October 10th. Arrived at 6 o'clock in the evening on Friday the 30th.

"Ivan, what's written on it?" Harry squeezed in with difficulty, but he was not tall, blocked by the little wizard in front, and couldn't see the specific content of the announcement at all.

　　 "It said Boothbatten and Demstrang will arrive at Hogwarts at 6 o'clock in the evening next Friday, and everyone has to go to the door to greet them." Ivan explained.

"Friday afternoon? Great, the last session should be potions class!" Harry's first reaction was that Snape's potions class might not be used anymore, which is indeed a thankful thing for him. .

　　 "Where are the candidates for the Warriors, have they already decided?" Ron asked hurriedly.

　　 "Not mentioned above, it should be waited for the students of Boothbatten and Demstrang to arrive before choosing!" Ivan said casually.

　　 In addition to a few of them, the little wizards gathered nearby are also discussing this topic, arguing about who can become the warrior representing Hogwarts.

　　The little wizards in every academy hope that people from this academy can be elected, and some senior students are thinking about how to get this qualification.

　　 The most talked about is Cedric from Hufflepuff College.

　　 As for Ivan? Although the performance is outstanding every school year, and some big news can be made from time to time, but where is Dumbledore's age limit, most of the young wizards are unwilling to believe that Ivan can find a way to crack it.

　　 Otherwise, what warrior would they choose? Just wash and sleep...

　　 Because of this announcement in the hall, the campus became very lively in the next few days. The Triwizard Tournament has become a hot spot, and everyone has more talks after dinner.

　　 Even the interior of the castle has begun a new round of decoration, which is more solemn than when Ivan received the Merlin Medal!

　　 Those dusty portraits that had not been moved for hundreds of years were taken down one after another until they were wiped clean and there was no trace of dust before they were hung up again.

　　 The armors placed in the corridors were also polished one by one, and almost all of them could be used as mirrors.

　　 As the reception place, the auditorium is even more completely new, with huge silk banners hung on the walls, and the flags of the four colleges are flying high above, and traces of magic have been cast everywhere.

　　The other staff and professors also appeared to be extremely nervous. They regulated the dress and behavior of every student. If someone looked sloppy, Filch would be caught and cursed.

　　 All this is naturally to welcome the students of Boothbatten and Durmstrang. Every professor is unwilling to lose Hogwarts face in front of the staff and students of other schools.

　　 In the last transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was very furious because Neville accidentally grafted his ear to a cactus while practicing the conversion spell.

　　 "You should look at Hals, he learned this simple spell in about the first grade!

　　I don't expect you to be like him, but I beg you to work harder, don't show your stuff in front of Durmstrang's people, let them see that a fourth-grade student can't even learn the most basic conversion spell! "

　　 Professor McGonagall roared sharply and almost cried Neville.

　　 After class, Professor McGonagall asked Ivan to stay.

"It's a pity, Hals! You are probably the best student ever at Hogwarts. If you don't have that age limit, you can surely become a warrior and win the glory for Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall saw Xiang Yifan said with emotion.

　　 "Professor, do you approve of me participating in the competition?" Ivan looked at her in surprise, wondering why McGonagall, who has always been rigid and lawful, hinted at encouraging himself to participate.

　　 "If you can, why not?" Professor McGonagall smiled. Although she didn't know the strength of Ivan, she knew a general idea.

　　 The many levels of the Triwizard Tournament are really not dangerous for Ivan, and she certainly has no worries.

　　 On the contrary, McGonagall thought that as long as Ivan was selected, the triwizard victory would be no more suspense, let alone his peers, even the Auror of the Ministry of Magic might not be Ivan's opponent.

　　 More importantly, apart from Ivan, Gryffindor College really has no outstanding senior students.

　　 McGonagall didn't want people from other colleges to get ahead, and he didn't want to see Hogwarts lose the game.

　　 The three major colleges in Europe have been fighting for hundreds of years. Everyone wants their school to become the number one in Europe!

　　 If Ivan can find a way to pass the age limit and throw his name into the Goblet of Fire, she believes that Principal Dumbledore will open one eye and close one eye.

　　 "The proposal to set the age limit this time was jointly proposed by Busbarton and Durmstrang, and it may not be aimed at you!" McGonagall said with some dissatisfaction.

　　 Ivan touched his nose and didn't answer. He thought it shouldn't be so exaggerated.

　　 There is no him in the original time and space, but the Triwizard Tournament still has this restriction. It can be seen that the original intention is indeed for the safety of the junior wizards, to avoid the lack of strength of the contestants and cause casualties.

　　 But from the outsiders' point of view~www.mtlnovel.com~, it's obvious for yourself.

　　 "Anyway, you can come to me if you have any questions!" Professor McGonagall patted Ivan on the shoulder, said vaguely, then packed up the teaching aids and left the classroom.

　　 Ivan who stayed has a strange expression, he muttered to himself. "So, I am also ordered to cheat?"

　　 Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. At least he didn't need to worry about Dumbledore's troubles after he crossed the age line and successfully participated in the election.

　　 Out of the classroom door, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all waiting for him in the corridor.

　　 "Evan, what did Professor McGonagall just tell you?" Hermione asked with the book in her arms.

　　 "It's some high-end skills of Transfiguration Charm, you know, the knowledge in class is no longer useful to me." Ivan said foolishly, without revealing the meaning, he was worried that Ron's big mouth would say it.

　　...

　　 Time passed, and soon it was October 30th, which was agreed upon.

Everyone in Hogwarts was looking forward to waiting for Busbarton and Durmstrang's personnel to arrive. They didn't even think about the lessons. The little wizards sitting by the window frequently looked out the window, but there Nothing at all.

　　 What disappointed Harry was that Snape's potions class was still going on as usual. The only difference was that the get out of class time was half an hour earlier, so they could leave earlier and suffer less torture.

　　 When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the little wizards were very excited one by one. They rushed back to the lounge as quickly as possible to put their things in, and lined up to wait in the hall.

When Ivan and others arrived, the hall was already full of people, and the prefects and Filch of the various colleges were working hard to maintain order.

　　 "Don't be crowded, line up!" Professor McGonagall shouted loudly, then turned his eyes to Ron and Parvati, and reprimanded harshly.

　　 "Weasley, get me your hat upright! And Miss Pettil, you have to remove that ridiculous thing from your hair."

　　 Ron hurriedly fiddled with his hat, Parvati frowned unhappily, but still took a large butterfly headdress from the braid.

　　Professor McGonagall then corrected a few disheveled senior students, then looked at the crowd and spoke.

　　 "Okay, everyone follow me! The first-year classmates walk in the front..."

　　 Under the leadership of McGonagall, everyone quickly lined up and stood on the large lawn in front of the castle.

　　 It was the end of October, and it was the evening, and the weather gradually became colder. From time to time, a cold wind blew by slowly, and several thinly-dressed little wizards shivered.

　　 But a little bit of cold wind didn't affect everyone's enthusiasm at all. Everyone looked eagerly toward the distant lane or discussed in a low voice.

　　 Even if the prefect repeatedly scolded them, they couldn't calm them down.

　　 "It's almost six o'clock? How do you think they will come? Do you take the train like us? Or use a flying broom?" Ron glanced at his watch and asked expectantly.

　　 "It may also be the door key or the Apparition, after all, it is so far!" Harry guessed. He remembered that in the Quidditch World Cup before, spectators from various countries used the door key to arrive.

　　 Apparition can also have the same effect, if the students of Boothbatten and Durmstrang can perform this magic smoothly.

　　 "It can't be Apparition! I saw in a school history at Hogwarts that anti-apparition magic was applied near the castle!"

　　 Hermione retorted, and then she didn't know what she thought of, and continued with dissatisfaction. "Only the magic of house elves will not be restricted. They can walk freely in the castle, so as to provide services to the wizards who live here!"

　　 Seeing that Hermione was about to mention slave labor again, Harry and Ron quickly turned their faces away and pretended not to hear them.

　　 Ivan also hurriedly changed the subject, pointing to the distance. "Don't quarrel, look over there, it should be Busbarton's people here!"

　 　 Hermione was stunned. When even looking in the direction Ivan was pointing, they faintly saw a black spot appearing on the horizon.

　　 "What's that? A group of eagle-headed horses with wings?" Harry squinted hard to see clearly, but the distance was so far, he couldn't see clearly, he could only guess.

　　 The little wizards around this meeting also noticed the abnormality in the sky, and they raised their heads and looked at it.

　　 The black spots on the horizon are getting bigger and bigger. Gradually, everyone clearly sees a behemoth passing through the clouds, flying over the forbidden forest and rushing towards this side!

　　 "Gosh, what did I see? A castle is flying in the sky!" a first-year freshman screamed in astonishment.

　　 "Idiot, it is obviously a carriage, a flying carriage!" Ron retorted excitedly.

　　 Just under everyone's gaze, the behemoth has flown above them.

　　 It was a pink-blue carriage the size of a house, with many ornate decorations hanging on it. There was also a badge printed on the door, which looked like two golden crossed wands.

　　 Twelve winged silver bristles pulled it into the air.

　　 These horses look very majestic, their pupils are blood red, and they are pulling the carriage down quickly.

A large shadow enveloped the students below. The little wizards standing in the front row hurriedly backed up a few steps to avoid being hit, but before they could stand still, the ground shook abruptly-a huge carriage Landed less than a meter in front of them.

Then, the door of the car was opened, and a boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, fumbled and opened a golden spiral staircase, and then a middle-aged witch with luxurious makeup walked out of the car. come out.

When 　　 saw her, the students present couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath, even Ivan was no exception!

　　 Because this witch is too tall!

　　Compared with the old professor standing at the front, Ivan thinks she is as tall as two Dumbledores!

　　 Among all the people Ivan had met, only Hagrid could compete with this witch in terms of height.

　　Hybrid giant?

　　 Ivan thought of the words of Hagrid in the original time and space. Although the headmistress of Boothbatten, Ms. Maxim, firmly denied this, it seems that it should be.

　　 Normal people are unlikely to grow so tall.

　　 You must know that the tallest person in the Muggle world is not more than three meters tall, but Hagrid and Maxim are more than four meters tall!

　　 As a wizard who also acquired the blood of a magical creature, Ivan is somewhat interested in Maxim.

　　 He knew too little about the bloodline. It was entirely dependent on the "Origin of Bloodline" and many notes left by Slytherin to gain some understanding.

So Ivan thinks maybe I can find a breakthrough here in Maxim~www.mtlnovel.com~ But judging from the other's tall body, Maxim's experience should be similar to Hagrid's situation, probably parents and giants. It took some close relationships to create such a hybrid giant.

　　In the description of "The Origin of Bloodline", it is regarded as the lowest method to obtain bloodline!

　　 Most of the aliens produced in this way are caused by accidents. After all, few wizards will relish the taste to this point.

　　He, Tom Riddle, and a certain ancestor of the Dumbledore family used more high-end techniques, using potions, contracts and other means to seize the power of magical creatures and turn them into use.

　　 Just when Ivan was distracted, Dumbledore greeted him with a smile, and chatted with Ms. Maxim.

　　 In the huge carriage behind them, more than a dozen students walked down. They were all about 18 or 9 years old. Most of them were girls, all of them gorgeous and wearing gorgeous silk robes.

　　 Ivan stared at them, trying to find the legendary mixed-blood Veel.

　　 It's just that a few girls from Busbarton wrapped their heads in scarves and turbans. Ivan didn't know who Fleur was, but saw her sister Gabriel.

　　Because this little girl is young and short, so obvious in the crowd...

　　 "Are you looking for something? Ivan?" Hermione suddenly interrupted Ivan's thoughts, her lips pouted, her face not looking pretty.

　　 "Look at the excitement, this is the first time I have seen students from other wizarding schools!" Ivan smiled, turned his head back, and replied freely.

"Is that so?" Hermione glanced suspiciously at Ivan, but didn't say anything, because the other little wizards were also curiously looking there.

After Ms. Maxim talked with Dumbledore, she left the carriage and took the students of Boothbatton to the castle to rest.

Hogwarts professors and students continue to wait for Durmstrang's personnel to arrive.

The sky gradually darkened, and the cold wind became more and more bitter. Just when Ivan and others were a little impatient, a strange voice was faintly coming from a distance.

The sound sounded like someone was beating a drum that leaked, accompanied by a slight sucking sound.

"Ah, it seems that Karkaroff has finally arrived!" Dumbledore shouted happily.

"Where is it?" Ron looked around, then up to the sky, but there was nothing nearby.

Ivan stared at the Black Lake closely. The surface of the originally calm lake suddenly became restless at this moment. A huge spray was turned up, and the waves hit the wet lake shore.

A large whirlpool appeared in the center of the Black Lake. A thing that looked like a flagpole was slowly rising from the center of the whirlpool, followed by the high flying sails. The last huge sailboat rushed directly out of the water, splashing everywhere The splash is like a light rain.

Ivan looked up at it. The exterior of the ship looked very old, even a bit dilapidated, like the remains of a sunken ship that had just been salvaged.

On the portholes, you can see the misty dim light, shining in the dark. If there are a few more skeleton pirates on the deck, it will be almost like the ghost ship in the Muggle story.

As we sailed all the way, within a few minutes, the big boat slowly stopped on the shore of the lake. With a muffled noise, a solid wooden board stretched out from the boat and landed on the shore of the lake.

A group of tall and mighty wizards walked down from the ship along the wooden planks. They were uniformly dressed in thick fur cloaks, covering their bodies, and they took off their hoods one after another until they got closer.

Headed by a tall and thin old wizard, he has short white hair, a thin chin with a small curly goatee, and a pair of cold and sharp eyes, but when he is near Dumbledore They showed exceptional enthusiasm.

"Meet again, my dear old buddy! How are you doing? How are you?" The old wizard laughed and stretched out his hand, his voice was round and sweet.

"I'm fine, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore reached out and shook his hand.

Karkaroff shook his hand for a few seconds before releasing it, turning his head to look at the towering Hogwarts Castle, and said with emotion. "Ah, Hogwarts! It's great here... I regret not coming sooner!"

"It's not too late, isn't it? You have to stay here for several months, so you can go shopping..." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Yes, this year's Triwizard Tournament is going to be going on for a long time." Karkaroff nodded, and then he slapped his head and turned to look at the students behind him.

"Oh, having said that, I almost forgot... Wiktor, come here, get warm, don't be cold..."

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came out of Demstrang's students. He looked very sturdy, with the coat of arms of the Bulgarian team painted on his cloak.

"Don't you mind, Dumbledore? Victor has a bit of a cold recently... I can't let him stay outside in such a cold place for too long!" Karkaroff's words were full of apologetics, but his face was full of apologies. It is showing a little complacency.

Before Dumbledore could reply, the little wizards at Hogwarts began to commotion. Many people recognized the boy, the legendary Seeker Krum of the Bulgarian team, a world-class Quidditch star!

"God, Harry, Ivan, Hermione! It's Krum, he's at Hogwarts! Am I right?" Seeing the idol just standing in front of him, Ron was so excited that he tried hard. He shook Harry's arm beside him in a terrible way, and the words were a bit incoherent.

"I didn't expect Krum to be a student, his skills are so good!" Ron murmured added.

"I know it's Krum!" Harry reluctantly pushed Ron's hand away. He admitted that Krum's skills are very good, but it doesn't have to be this way, right?

Ivan also looked at Ron in surprise, unable to understand his behavior, but thought of Lockhart in the second grade and stopped talking. There were so many crazy people back then.

There are not a few little wizards like Ron. Many little wizards are excited to see Krum. Several senior girls complain about why they don't bring pen and paper with them. If that's the case, you can do it later. Go up to sign the first time.

Such remarks were naturally heard by Karkaroff, and the smile on his face suddenly became stronger.

Krum didn't respond much, he had experienced too many occasions like this, and he was used to it a long time ago.

"Very good, I read the report of that game, you played very well!" Dumbledore looked at Krum and said admiringly.

Cultivating a seventeen or eighteen-year-old world-class star is indeed something to show off, and he is not surprised that Karkaroff would specifically mention it in front of him.

"It's just a pity, I remember the Bulgarian team finally lost the whole game!" Dumbledore put on a regretful look.

"It's very bad!" Karkaroff emphasized, and complained dissatisfied. "And this is not to blame Krum, he has done well! The Bulgarian team will definitely replace those unqualified players next time, and they will definitely win the championship by then!"

"That's true, I'm here to congratulate Krum in advance!" Dumbledore just smiled.

Karkaroff raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and even Krum showed a smile. Dumbledore was known as the strongest white wizard in England, and it was natural to be happy to be praised by him.

However, before they were happy for long, Dumbledore continued.

"By the way, I think there should be more exchanges between outstanding students. Krum also needs some friends at Hogwarts, so please let me introduce you..."

"Halse!" Dumbledore turned his gaze to the Hogwarts team and found Ivan.

Ivan, who was watching the excitement, suddenly heard his name with a dazed expression, but was stared at by Dumbledore, he quickly reacted, Shi Shiran walked out of the queue, looked at Karkaroff, and spoke politely. Said.

"Hello, Principal Karkaroff!"

Seeing Ivan who came by, Karkaroff's eyes narrowed and his face became a little unsightly, but he still pulled out a smile, patted Ivan on the shoulder, and spoke.

"Ah! I know you, Mr. Hals! I can hear your name in Durmstrang."

Krum next to him is also looking at Ivan, the happy expression on his face has been put away, and it has turned very dignified.

He knew very well that his task was arduous. He needed to represent Demstrand overwhelming Hogwarts and Boothbatten, winning the Triwizard Tournament and establishing Demstrang's reputation!

But Krum has also read the Nordic Times report and knows that Ivan is the Merlin Medal winner, and the gold content of this heavy identity is higher than that of his well-known Quidditch player!

Although all the thoughts in his mind drifted away, Krum looked personable on the surface, he took the initiative to step forward and said hello.

"Hello, Hals, it's nice to meet you. I saw a report about you in a column, and it said you got a second-level Merlin Medal, right?"

Hearing this, Ivan's face became a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, Krum, Principal Karkaroff, I think your information may be wrong..." Ivan said hesitantly.

"Is it a report error?" Krum was stunned and asked subconsciously, and he was even more relieved.

Karkaroff's expression also eased a lot, he smiled and said comfortingly. "Haha... it doesn't matter, I understand the nature of those newspapers, they always exaggerate things habitually..."

"No, Principal Karkaroff, I mean your news is out of date. I am now the winner of the Merlin Medal of the First Class!" Ivan corrected.

Professor Karkaroff's smiling face suddenly froze, and there was no response for a long time.

"Yes... Is it? That's really amazing..." Krum also stammered for a long time, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his mouth abruptly.

"Wait, Albus... I remember that the first class Merlin Medal will be awarded to wizards who have made significant contributions to the magical world. How could they... how could they be given to a fourteen-year-old child?" Karkaroff Somewhat unbelievable, he suspects there is an inside story!

"Yes, because of Hals, the Merlin Knights made a rare exception!" Dumbledore said with emotion, and after a pause, he continued.

"Because he not only researched out the wolf's poison potion that can keep the werewolves sober, but also solved a big problem in the magic world~www.mtlnovel.com~ he also caught a Death Eater who had been hidden for many years at the end of the school year. By the way, I corrected a major mistake made by the Ministry of Magic!"

When talking about Death Eaters, Dumbledore deliberately increased his tone.

Karkaroff's face changed.

Ivan's thoughts moved, and then he remembered that Karkaroff was also a Death Eater, or that kind of traitor who betrayed Voldemort in the great trial more than ten years ago, and provided a large list of Death Eaters.

Thinking of this, Ivan mumbled to himself that Dumbledore was not an ordinary bad, digging into other people's pain points.

On the bright side, Ivan was polite and polite. He sighed and said very modestly. "Actually, I just did some small work, which is really ashamed..."

The corners of Karkaroff's mouth twitched, and Dumbledore looked at him playfully, waiting for Karkaroff's response.

Karkaroff opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he closed it again, and it took a long time to say a word from his mouth. "The wind is a bit strong today, let's get in the house quickly!"

"Of course, this is my negligence!" Dumbledore laughed, and didn't mean to embarrass Karkaroff, so he called the students around to line up and return to the castle together.

Ivan realized that his tool was useless, so he returned to the Hogwarts queue and followed everyone to the auditorium.

Along the way, Ron was like a chicken blood, talking endlessly about Krum's great achievements, and looked at Ivan with envy, and asked.

"Ivan, how did I feel when I saw you talking to Krum?"

"Well, how do you say? It's kind of polite..." Yifan raised his eyebrows and replied perfunctorily.

In the previous confrontation, Krum was speechless but not irritated into anger by him, indicating that the restraint is okay, at least without the bad habits that are used to it.

"Really? You think so too?" Ron was pleasantly surprised, as if he had found a common topic, and said incessantly. "There are not many celebrities as approachable as Krum. If only I could chat with him, he might be willing to send me a signed photo..."

Hermione on the side really couldn't stand it, and could not help but argued. "You are wrong, Ron! There are a lot of approachable celebrities, there are two in front of you, and you are still friends with them!"

Naturally Hermione was talking about Ivan and Harry.

One of them is the youngest first-class Merlin Medal winner, and the other is the savior of the British magical world. I don't know where it is higher than that Quidditch star!

"That...that's different!" Ron's face flushed red, and he was hesitant for a long time, but he couldn't tell the difference, he had to deflect the words bluntly and brag. "I bet that wizards all over the world know Krum! He is so famous..."

Ivan didn't bother to pay attention to Ron at all. It was undoubtedly foolish to reason with a fanatical person, and he would not degenerate to compare with Krum.

However, Ivan soon discovered that there are not a few little wizards as fanatical as Ron. For example, Lee Jordan, who has been a Quidditch interpreter for many years, saw Krum jump up and down excitedly, and he said nothing, I don't know. Thought he had just gotten lost.

The few young witches next to him looked at Krum's eyes with glare, wishing that the whole person would stick to Krum's body.

Such a scene made Ivan feel a little curious, and logically he was a celebrity. Why did he never meet his admirer in school?

Is it because the distance is too close and there is no way to reinforce the deification? Still lack that sense of mystery...

Of course, Ivan thinks this is also a good thing, without those unnecessary troubles.

Just as he was thinking about it, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding, a new mission has been generated! ]

Hearing this familiar voice, a bad foreboding arose in Ivan's heart.

He hurriedly opened the task bar and looked at it. As expected, there was one more unfinished task on it.

[Task: Fanatic Families

Mission Objective: Have more than one hundred followers in Hogwarts

Task progress task reward: legendary value*2

Task description: After initially controlling Knockoff Alley, you turn your gaze to this thousand-year-old castle. The boring study life cannot satisfy your growing ambitions. You urgently need to gather enough believers in this castle to declare your evil ideas!

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Note: You clearly realize that controlling one hundred little wizards is equivalent to controlling one hundred wizard families! ]

Ivan took a few glances and tried to calm his emotions. After understanding the general content of the task, he closed the system panel.

He wanted to pretend that he had never seen this mission, but after all he couldn't help but complain.

Am I that evil?

Thinking about the system tasks he had triggered over the years, Ivan couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and finally felt that there must be something wrong with this system, so that he misunderstood his own character.

In addition, the four clusters displayed on the task progress also made Ivan somewhat curious. He had never noticed the existence of these clusters before.

who can that be?

Ivan turned his head and saw Ron next to him, and eliminated him first, because Ron could only be a crowd of Krum.

Then, Ivan looked at Harry and Hermione again. After thinking about it, I thought they were unlikely. After all, the two were friends with himself, which did not fit the description of the fanatical crowd.

Could it be the camera boy Colin and the bard Seamus? How about two more people?

While thinking in his mind, Ivan stepped into the auditorium, found a place at the long table in Gryffindor, and sat down.

Ron was sitting on the side facing the door, and very deliberately left a space beside him.

Because Krum and his Durmstrang alumni gathered at the door, they seemed to be hesitating about where to sit. They also looked over here, to be precise, looked at Ivan and Hermione, but Ron stubbornly thought that Krum was looking at himself.

However, it turns out that Ron was just whimsical, and Krum finally went to the Slytherin seat after discussing it with others.

Malfoy and his two followers looked very happy and welcomed Krum's arrival. Krum didn't refuse their kindness, so they sat beside them and talked with them.

After seeing this scene, Ron was furious. He felt that Malfoy must have fooled Krum to make the other party change his attention.

"I dare say that it won't be long before Krum can see what Malfoy is, and now he must be arguing!" Ron said harshly, then turned his head to look at Harry. Discussed with him where these new students will live. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

"If there are not enough beds, we can add a bed to Krum in our dormitory, Harry... I can even let him sleep in my bed, or I can sleep together! I mean... if Krum doesn't If you mind..."

Ron spoke with excitement, but he didn't notice that Harry was quietly shifting his position next to him, leaning against Ivan—Harry had some doubts whether something was wrong with Ron's sexual orientation.

In this noisy atmosphere, all the little wizards sat down at the long tables in their respective colleges.

The Busbarton students also made an early decision, choosing to stay with the little wizards of Ravenclaw.

When they saw Dumbledore with Karkaroff and Maxim passing by, they all stood up and bowed together, until Maxim sat down in the main guest seat before they sat down again. .

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore strode to the front of the stage, where he stood, looking around.

Under the cover of unspeakable pressure, the noisy auditorium quickly quieted down.