935 We have all been taken advantage of by Dumbledore!
The Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, which uses a large number of items to activate the Elf Spell, once wrote to Anton to ask. In the letter, the Auror Director Scrimgeour expressed special doubts and asked how to judge the maintenance time of this magic.
If the magic on your wizard robe or mask suddenly fails while the enemy is casting the Death Curse, you will die.
Anton has no way to give a quantitative estimate for this.
This is obviously data worthy of study or statistics, but from the perspective of magic theory, it should probably be studied from the two perspectives of the spirituality of the item itself and the magical ability of the wizard to grant spiritual awakening.
Since Anton did not intend to spend more energy on this, the Aurors had to invest more manpower and material resources in research to avoid tragedy.
And now~
Scrimgeour saw the tragedy happen with his own eyes.
No matter how they board the advanced Hogwarts, these little wizards will be guided to a high platform built next to the Black Lake to wait. Aurors like Scrimgeour are sent by the Ministry of Magic to take charge of safety.
He almost stared in disbelief as he watched a Muggle helicopter fly into the confines of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Muggle invasion?
at this time?
So fierce?
Countless questions flashed through his mind quickly, and he saw this Muggle machine suddenly stopped running under the influence of Hogwarts magic, and was thrown from the sky and crashed to the ground.
"Rescue that child quickly!" Professor McGonagall's rapid roar came from the distance in the wind.
"!!!"
Scrimgeour quickly took out his wand and pointed it at the helicopter. His long career as an Auror gave him extremely fast reaction speed. Almost without thinking, he released the most appropriate magic at the moment, "Slow down and stop."
shock!"
At the same time, the huge lawn next to the Black Lake suddenly looked like
It was as if it had come alive. Countless vines in the grass soared into the sky, instantly turning into a huge buffer zone.
Obviously, this is Professor McGonagall's magic.
But the helicopter obviously had its own ideas. It kept shaking its propellers and wings, and even kept adjusting its posture and gliding forward, just in time to avoid the curse.
"Plane, plane, what's wrong with you?" Ross hugged the helicopter door tightly in fear. He was almost thrown out just now.
The pair of eyes on the head of the plane turned into electric mosquito coils. After turning around a few times, he replied with some horror, "I... tried to control... but... interference... I seem to be able to only control the appearance... the internal machinery."
interference
The strong wind was howling, but Ron didn't hear it very clearly, but he just knew that the helicopter seemed to have malfunctioned.
"Ahhhh..." He widened his eyes in horror, "Quick! Turn around quickly, we are about to hit the Whomping Willow!"
At this moment, a fierce whistling sound came, and a middle-aged wizard wearing a long woolen jacket and suit appeared beside him on a broomstick, waving the wand in his hand vigorously, "Slow down and stop the shock."
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But it all happened so quickly that Scrimgeour only
When I had time to slow down the aircraft, I saw the tall whomping willow violently waving its huge branches towards the helicopter that was tilting and gliding.
Snapped!
There was a huge noise, and the entire helicopter crashed into the dirt beside it like a quaffle.
"Dead, dead~~" the plane screamed, and the fluorescent graffiti face on the engine compartment shrank tightly into a ball, turning into countless light spots and exploding.
"Ahhhh..."
Ron screamed in fear and hugged the driver's seat tightly, closing his eyes tightly, feeling that something was going to happen to him too.
However, he waited for a long time and never saw the expected crash and explosion, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and look.
He blinked and stretched his head to look out from the hatch.
I suddenly discovered that at some point, the countless grass on the ground seemed to become extremely long and turned into one
Green chains bound the entire aircraft.
These green chains are like elastic supports, tilting the aircraft one and a half feet above the ground.
in the air.
The light and shadow of the cat flashed, and Professor McGonagall's concerned expression appeared outside the hatch. He looked at Ron and breathed a sigh of relief, "Kid, you scared me to death!"
Ron opened his mouth, looked at Professor McGonagall with some fear, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Have I passed the test?"
"How dare you say that!" Professor McGonagall looked at Ron sternly, "Do you know that if we hadn't taken action just now...
Before she finished speaking, Scrimgeour beside her interrupted her with a smile, "If we hadn't taken action just now, this warrior obviously wouldn't have been greatly affected. Even if he was a little injured, he could still keep walking.
We’ve reached the finish line, what do you think, Professor McGonagall?”
Professor McGonagall glanced at Scrimgeour, thought for a moment, then turned to glare at Ron fiercely, "Next time you use magic you are not good at, remember to leave some room and think of a way out. I think this lesson is enough.
Let you remember it for a lifetime!"
With that said, she turned around and left. She didn't know if other little wizards would come up in some bad way later, so she had to go and watch.
Scrimgeour looked at the Muggle plane with burning eyes, then at Ron, and smacked his mouth, "A good item to activate the Elf Charm!"
Ron reluctantly showed some smile, and the smile on his face looked stiff.
When he was a child, he went to the Ministry of Magic with his father and was almost frightened to tears by this sinister wizard with eyes like hawks.
"Ron Weasley..."
Scrimgeour whispered his name in an unclear voice, looked Ron up and down, turned around and limped away with his broomstick in hand.
Boom~
The green chains supporting the helicopter turned into weeds and flew away, and the plane hit the ground hard, scaring Ron so much that he hugged the door again.
As the competition progressed, the little wizards showed off their talents, and every successful person was full of highlights.
For example, someone collected materials from several magical plants and successfully weaved several simple magic flying carpets by applying magic potions and blessing them with magic spells.
The rag can only float a short distance up, climbing up to the sky step by step like a ladder to heaven.
The thrilling scene, especially the moment when he almost fell from a height of 100 meters when he was exhausted, aroused everyone's exclamation.
Another example is when Harry made a simple flying broomstick from the branches of an apple tree. After flying into the sky, he plunged uncontrollably into the sea, causing high splashes. Wen broke through the sea and flew straight into the sky in front of everyone's attention.
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And Goyle, this silly guy relied on the memory of the balloon introduced to him by the Muggle girl with the guitar, and tried to cast a jinx on a poor ash snake to open it up enough.
It was as big as a castle, and it pulled the fire-ash snake's head hard and floated it up.
Some people are happy and some are sad. Crabbe, a child who was taught by Anton to develop in the direction of fire magic, originally had a way to make a hot air balloon and fly into the sky, but he just looked at the sky in despair.
Obviously, he does not understand the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, and has no idea what the magical ability he possesses can bring to him.
He can only be hopeless and helpless.
Crabbe was following Draco looking for various trees in a daze.
The proud Master Draco didn't want to admit that he planned to steal Harry Potter's method. Making a simple broomstick was a great idea, and it happened that Anton had also taught him. At this time, he only had one goal.
- Find a magic tree that is not an apple tree, it will be more virtuous than Harry Potter.
Come to this.
As for his younger brother, Crabbe, he might not be able to do it.
According to Anton, the method of selecting materials for making a wand is somewhat similar to the method of potion processing herbs, or the acuity of alchemy processing items. It requires a bit of intuition and feel, and it is difficult to use one standard to evaluate.
This is very
Too bad, Crabbe is terrible at Potions, let alone Alchemy, a compound knowledge.
There were bewildered contestants like Crabbe wandering around the Azkaban island. Draco saw Ginny of the Weasley family, and the outstanding senior who his father once reminded him to pay attention to - Yi Bo
West Weasley.
This is an all-round and complex competition, extremely difficult, to challenge the heights that humans have longed for since the beginning of their existence.
Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is people who don’t even have a direction to try.
For example, there was a student from Egypt. She obviously mastered apparation very well. She actually apparated directly to a higher sky than Hogwarts, intending to use deceleration magic to land at Hogwarts.
But she was tragically pushed away by the protective magic of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and was almost seriously injured by the huge repulsion, and finally fell to the bottom of the sea.
But this is obviously a promising endeavor.
The witch is looking for something that can be made into a glider, and plans to apparate to a higher altitude and glide towards Hogwarts Castle.
Grindelwald listened to the discussions around him, and his expression became strange unknowingly. He looked at Dumbledore and Anton, "Why does this look like a group effort to find a way to break through the defense of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
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Anton raised his eyebrows at him and chuckled.
Dumbledore threw a pile of cockroaches into his mouth with some pride, "I don't plan to hide the location of Hogwarts, but I also need to consider the future. I think, under such circumstances, now both the contestants and the audience
, all there
Try every possible means."
"In this way, I can collect information and use it as a reference to think about how to build better protection for the magic school."
"Haha~" Grindelwald chuckled and said to Anton, "Very good, this is very Dumbledore's style!"
"Yes!" Anton nodded to him with deep sympathy, and spread his hands towards him with a helpless look, "We have all been taken advantage of by Dumbledore!"