Chapter 285 Hermione Writhing on the Bed (Revised)

After briefly talking about the five schools and learning about their unique special magic, Harry asked curiously:

"Professor, why didn't the other magic schools come to participate in the competition this time?"

"There are three magic schools that didn't have outstanding students. They didn't even participate in the last magic school potion championship, let alone the top six competition this time."

Professor Dumbledore said with a smile,

"After all, magic schools are all about face. If you don't have any good students, how can you deliberately lose face?"

"If Hogwarts hadn't produced such an outstanding student as you, then we would probably have missed the Magic School Potions Championship this time."

"And the Big Six Tournament probably won't happen anymore, it will only maintain the original scale of the Triwizard Tournament."

"Everyone is only willing to communicate with excellent magic schools. The original Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang are not ranked high in the world. It is fine for everyone to communicate internally. There is no need to shame Throw it outside of Europe."

"What about the other two magic schools? Kodos Torrez and Vargadu seem to have participated in the last Potions Championship." Harry asked a new question.

"There was an accident in the magical world where Kodos Torrez is located." Professor Dumbledore shrugged,

"You know, the Muggle country they were in was disintegrated, and the wizarding world was also divided."

"Originally, the official of the big hairy boy (Professor Dumbledore would not call him such a nickname, but the author was afraid of being judged) thought that everything was settled, so the potions tournament later arranged students to participate."

"As a result, the aftermath of the division has emerged. During the last Quidditch World Cup in England, the conflicts in that area became more and more intense, so now I don't have the energy to participate in this kind of competition."

Professor Dumbledore's tone was a little low, as if he was sad that Kodos Torrez could not come to the competition, and even more regretful for the disappearance of that powerful and huge magic world.

"As for Ouagadou, they have a little problem themselves. Last year they detected a suspected case of the Black Death."

"Although only one student died in the end, and there was no contagion, no potion or magic could cure that student."

"This scared them enough, and they decided not to go out for a short time and refused to participate in any international competitions."

Listening to Professor Dumbledore's words, Harry felt inexplicably familiar.

She suddenly remembered that Fleur also seemed to have mentioned this disgusting guy who was shrouded in the aura of her disease.

Forget it, I feel unlucky when I think about it, it's just fine not to come.

Only Professor Dumbledore felt a little regretful. After all, Vagadu's wandless spellcasting and fighting in the form of Animagus are excellent, and Kodos Torrez's control of cold weather is unique in the world.

It's a real pity that I can't communicate with them.

Seeing that it was already nine o'clock, Harry was about to get up and leave.

But the expression on Professor Dumbledore's face suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked at Harry seriously:

"Harry, I want to ask you a question before we wrap up tonight. And I personally want you to be honest."

"I should have mentioned to you that it is only possible to master the Animagus in the form of magical animals with a near-rule-level understanding in a certain field."

"And later, if there is an almost regular level of understanding in the new field, the existing species of Animagus in the form of magical animals will not undergo major changes, but will only change at a subtle level."

"I have a unique establishment in the field of life and transfiguration, and Tom has his own understanding in the field of death."

"Grindelwald's mastery of order, mind and death is why he can stir up storms in Europe."

Professor Dumbledore paused for a moment, hesitated a little, and then added,

"And his understanding of death and my understanding of life... can be said to be the opposite of life and death, similar but different."

"And Nico... I only know that he has reached a very high level in the field of alchemy, and he has lived for so long, so he may have his own unique understanding in the field of life."

"And I can be sure that all four of us have our own Animagus in the form of magical animals."

"For example, I am a phoenix, and Tom's Animagus is an emerald green snake that is more powerful than a basilisk, and there is a black mist around it."

"So... in which areas did you touch the level of rules?"

Professor Dumbledore's last words were inaudible, but they clearly appeared in Harry's ears.

Seeing that Harry was a little silent, Professor Dumbledore suddenly showed his smile on his face all the year round:

"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say it. After all, this is your own privacy, and you have the right to keep it secret."

"Actually, it's not impossible to reveal," Harry said with a slightly hesitant expression on his face, after a little thought,

"I feel that I have almost come into contact with the rules in death, and I have also inexplicably comprehended in the field of soul magic recently."

Of course, the most important authority, negative emotions and disasters of the Witch Path are all concealed by Harley.

Compared with the negative reputation of these two authorities, the first two authorities are nothing worth mentioning, and the first two fields can also be pushed to Senior Riddle, which is perfect.

"Death and soul..." Professor Dumbledore was slightly startled, "It's the same as I thought before..."

Seeing that Harry got up and was about to leave, Professor Dumbledore reminded again:

"Harry, I want to tell you one thing, it's best not to use Animagus in the form of magical animals in the competition."

"Of course, Professor." Harry nodded, "I don't think the competition items are so difficult that I need to use an Animagus."

Of course, the more important point is that Harley's Medusa is not the so-called Animagus in the form of magical animals, but in the form of mythical creatures.

The Animagus in fantastic animal form does not have the ability to drive those who see him insane, but mythic creature forms do.

What Harley needs is to accumulate more anchors through the Six-wizard Tournament, not create a bunch of crazy people.

While watching off to Principal Harry's office, Professor Dumbledore's right hand has been gently rubbing a black gemstone ring worn on the middle finger of his left hand.

The black gemstone inlaid on the ring has cracked, but it still looks shining.

"Say, should I tell her about that place?"

Professor Dumbledore looked at the gemstone ring and muttered to himself,

"My dear old chap..."

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Although it was not too early, the Gryffindor tower was still brightly lit.

The moment Harry stepped into the common room, deafening cheers erupted instantly.

Fred and George fired homemade firecrackers at the same time, and a gold and a red salute exploded under the ceiling.

Strips of colored paper mixed with gold and red flew out of it and scattered in all directions.

In a puff of golden-red smoke, the lion on the emblem of Gryffindor slowly emerged and let out a roar.

Although there is no mane on the lion's neck, the Weasley twins thoughtfully added a crown to the lion to make it more majestic.

The two also ingeniously stored a sentence on a magic small speaker:

"Let us welcome the supreme Lion Queen to her faithful Gryffindor!"

And now, those words are echoing in the common room.

Angelina took the lead, rushed over, and gave Halle a hug:

"That's great, Harry! I knew you could do it! You should be a Hogwarts champion!"

As she said that, Angelina waved the bottle of butter beer in her hand, looking extremely happy, without the slightest hint of sadness that she lost the election.

Aliya and the other sixth and seventh graders who signed up for the Big Six Tournament were also cheering, not at all sad for losing.

The cubs, who were not old enough to sign up, couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, and kept squeezing over to give Harley their best wishes and congratulate her on becoming a warrior.

It would be even better if I could have a few more words with Harley during this time.

After dealing with this group of crazy little wizards, Harry was finally free.

She looked around and found delicious food everywhere, as if the dinner party in the auditorium had been extended here.

And in one corner of the common room, there were several large barrels of Butterbeer and a large pile of Honeydukes candy.

"Help from some righteous people," Fred caught Harry's gaze and winked at her,

"You know whose I'm talking about!"

Seeing the cubs still cheering, Harry felt a little tired, so he chose to slip back to his bedroom.

Hermione was flipping through the thick ancient books borrowed from the restricted area on the bed, which recorded the specific content of the previous Triwizard Tournament.

After seeing Harley, she also showed a heartfelt smile:

"Congratulations, Harley! Congratulations on being a champion!"

"Unexpectedly." Harry's voice was slightly flat, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised,

"It's a pity that we haven't found out who sent the other two notes."

A worry appeared on Hermione's face: "Yeah, it's really worrying."

"Especially when they are so malicious, either writing 'Azkaban' or writing the name in red paint."

Apparently, only the students sitting at the very front of the auditorium saw the last parchment, and not so clearly.

Otherwise, it's impossible for them to fail to see the blood-like color, and Hermione will definitely be more worried.

"...Obviously, these people definitely want to ensure that you can be selected, so as to take the opportunity to kill you."

Hermione was still flipping through the heavy books, and flipping faster and faster, with an extremely anxious expression on her face,

"I just found several more cases, including during the competition, some contestants were poisoned to death by blind basilisks, or were eaten by manticores."

"Thinking about it now, you only need to make some small moves for the events in the competition, such as giving some special potions to certain high-risk magical animals."

"Then the danger of this game will rise sharply, and uncontrollable accidents will definitely happen."

"Harry, I think you must be careful..."

Hermione wanted to continue talking, but suddenly felt her body sink.

Harry didn't know when he had hung the robe on the hanger and was only wearing a pair of underwear.

"Have some confidence in your best friend who is highly skilled in magic, Miss Granger?"

Harry said softly, while quickly putting on his pajamas,

"I chatted with Professor Dumbledore all night and prepared a lot of plans, so it's safe."

"And have you forgotten? I was awarded the Order of Merlin First Class Medal because I was able to fight well enough."

Saying that, Harry pinched Hermione's nose conveniently.

(It has been modified, and the front and back may be slightly inconsistent. Let’s make do with it, the original version will not pass.)

"Well~"

Hermione uttered an inaudible whimper, and her hand, which was turning the pages of the book, fell limply on the bed.

"I know... I know!" She said weakly, "I have confidence in you!"

"Let go of me, take your hand out! I have absolute confidence in you!"

Only then did Harry get up satisfied, humming a ditty and headed to the bathroom, leaving only Hermione rubbing her earlobe, her face flushed and dazed.

Hermione suddenly closed the book quickly, threw it on the bedside table, and buried her head in the pillow.

She writhed wildly on the bed, and it took a while to calm down, and kicked down the curtain.

Hedwig was standing at the top of Hermione's tent preening her feathers.

After drinking the potion of Sequence Seven "Psychologist", she rarely went back to places like the owl shed.

Anyway, Hedwig wouldn't make a fuss, so Harry let her stay in his dormitory.

And Hermione's kick startled Hedwig, and she flew to the edge of Harry's bed opposite with fluttering wings.

She looked suspiciously at Hermione's fully zipped curtain, and tilted her head in confusion.

Crookshanks on the side seemed to want to jump on the bed and ask the master to comb her hair.

But after she barked for a long time, what greeted her was not Hermione's stroking and combing her hair, but a crisp "Shut up, Crookshanks!"

Crookshanks whimpered aggrievedly, opened the door of the dormitory, and prepared to go to the common room to find some snacks to comfort his wounded heart.

Hedwig glanced at Crookshanks disdainfully.

Although Hedwig herself didn't know what happened, but this didn't stop her from saying with contempt in her heart: "Oh, stupid cat!"

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(Thanks to "Nine Tailed Flame Fox" and "Big Meat Bun" for their rewards!)

(ps. As for the three magic schools that don’t even have names, Rowling actually set up a total of eleven magic schools in the entire magic world in the background, but only gave the names of eight magic schools. The other three magic schools did not mention their names, nor did they plan the country where the school is located and the general scope of enrollment.)