As the graduates burst into tears during the final chorus of the school song, the students finally felt the end of the semester.
After leaving the auditorium, the seventh-grade students wandered around every corner of the castle, greedily touching and looking at the familiar surroundings, as if they wanted to imprint them deep in their souls, until Argus Fell
Qi waved a lantern and began to drive them away, then reluctantly returned to their respective common rooms and started packing their luggage.
As if suddenly, all the closets in the dormitory were empty.
Magic books, clothes, utensils, pens and papers, and some gadgets were all stuffed into the suitcase. Seamus wanted to cast a spell on his suitcase to make it lighter, but something went wrong.
I almost set my bed on fire.
On the other hand, holiday notices were also sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.
According to Grindelwald, this is the only area where the Ministry of Magic has improved over the years.
Each notice carries magic in the form of a contract, or "trace". From the time when the young wizards read this notice, until they reach adulthood, the traces will continue to detect the magical activities around them.
This is a surveillance measure, and it is also an extremely effective protection measure. It can very accurately detect the spells used by wizards under the age of seventeen to perform magical activities. If the little wizard or someone around him casts a spell, as long as he is still in the
Within the UK, the Ministry of Magic could quickly detect and even identify the content of the spell.
Of course, this is mainly for children living in the non-magical world.
For those little wizards who come from wizarding families, parents only need to report to the Ministry of Magic once in advance (in most cases, the school will do it for them when enrolling), and the Ministry of Magic will not pay too much attention to these little guys.
Their traces are disturbed unless traces show signs of the release of the Unforgivable Curse around them.
But anyway, the colorful and exciting Hogwarts campus life is temporarily over.
In the Hogwarts school auditorium, breakfast time had ended. Dumbledore did not return to his office as usual, but was still sitting on the staff seat, looking at the empty auditorium with a sense of loss.
Although for the old wizard, he has experienced this kind of thing for decades.
But whenever the holidays come and the students leave school, Dumbledore still feels a little empty in his heart. He only hopes that the long summer vacation will be over soon and the students can return to the castle again.
The departure time of the Hogwarts Express is 10 a.m. from Hogsmeade Village.
Albus Dumbledore didn't have to stand on the terrace to imagine the scene at the gate of Hogwarts today.
There is no doubt that at this time, the school gate must be crowded with students waiting to take the Thestral carriage to Hogsmeade train station. Earlier, the freshmen had followed Hagrid on the ferry across the lake.
fleet.
Calculating the time, they had almost arrived at the train station in Hogsmeade Village.
Boom! Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, a violent explosion sounded faintly outside the auditorium.
Before the old wizard could react, a house elf suddenly appeared in front of Dumbledore in the central aisle of the hall not far in front of him, holding a letter in his hand and looking at Dumbledore with a worried face.
Bullido.
"Deng, Professor Dumbledore, I just received a letter from Miss Kaslana..."
The poor house elf swallowed and said cautiously.
"Miss Kaslana said in the letter that this morning, there may be a magical brawl covering the four houses at the gate of Hogwarts. In order not to delay everyone's boarding time, she will maintain order at the scene.
Please don’t worry…”
"Magic...Chaos? Covering...four academies?"
The expression on Dumbledore's face froze slightly, and he repeated something confused.
Immediately afterwards, the old wizard instantly realized the meaning behind the word and the scene that might appear outside the door at this time. He stood up suddenly, took out his wand and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the auditorium, with a ferocious expression on his face.
Elena Kaslana, what on earth did this little devil do again...
…
at the same time.
The entrance to Hogwarts School.
"Hufflepuff students, please note that if you want to participate in the arena confrontation, please choose the camp you want to join; if you want to watch the first lion-snake competition, you can stand outside the red line and pay attention to protecting yourself.
Curse; if you want to go to Hogsmeade train station, please wait in line on my right for the school carriage..."
Elena held the magic loudspeaker that Lee Jordan used to commentate on Quidditch matches in her hand. Like a dedicated arena NPC, she quickly explained what was happening to avoid disturbing the students.
of panic.
Not far in front of her, red lines divided the field into a huge fighting area.
Just a few minutes ago, Gryffindor and Slytherin students had already entered and began to use wizarding methods to resolve the grievances accumulated this year and even in the previous years.
Compared with the traditional single-player duel in the magic world, this time it adopts an undifferentiated team battle mode.
Each wizard has only one chance to play. Once knocked down, he will be immediately removed from the field by the house elf waiting next to him and transferred to the "cemetery" area for treatment and recovery. The way to determine victory is also very simple.
, whichever side of the wizard is the last one standing in the field will represent which side finally won.
At Elena's request, everyone must swear on their wands before going on stage:
"No matter the outcome, no matter what happens in the duel, once the arena is closed, all grudges will be wiped out. Any attempt to continue hatred or retaliate afterwards will be despised by everyone."
Both Gryffindor and Slytherin are very satisfied with this arrangement.
Although in terms of dueling skills, the experienced Gryffindor is slightly better, but with the Ravenclaw boys headed by Roger Davis joining the Slytherin camp, the strength of both sides has almost reached the same level.
An evenly matched standard.
At the beginning, Ravenclaw's "Miss Peach", Penello and others wanted to help their boyfriends immediately, but unfortunately they were all declined by the proud little lions.
According to George Weasley, "This is a conversation between men."
However, as several Weasley boys were knocked down one after another by intensive magic volleys, the Ravenclaw girls standing nearby finally couldn't bear it anymore. After briefly asking about the rules, they excitedly
He drew his wand and joined the fight.
As for the little wizards of Hufflepuff College, naturally some of them couldn't stand the call of their friends in the arena and joined both camps according to their own preferences. Anyway, Hufflepuff does not fight Hufflepuff. As for Gran
The little badgers have never forgotten the fact that these three houses, Findor, Slytherin, and Ravenclaw, stole the land.
The entire arena quickly became a complete mess. Students from the two huge camps of "green, yellow and blue" and "red, yellow and blue" collided with each other. Some people continued to fall and disappear, and new ones continued to appear.
Students fill the battlefield.
The only good thing is that Elena has stipulated that fighting with fists is strictly prohibited.
Any little wizard who attempts to challenge this rule will suddenly appear under his feet and swallow them up. They will be directly counted as dead, and then they will be moved to the cemetery area by the house elves for resettlement.
The total number of students in Hogwarts is not too many, and the number of people willing to participate in the PVP arena is naturally even smaller. Under Elena's "graveyard rules" and "plot killing" control, the two
A small magic battlefield with 300 people cannot actually last for too long. After all, most of the little wizards are still little squishies with high attack and low defense.
Therefore, by the time Dumbledore arrived at the school gate, the battle was almost coming to an end.
"Stop! Stop it all!"
"Hey, Professor Dumbledore is here."
Elena glanced at the panting Hogwarts principal and showed a sweet smile.
"Don't worry, everything is under control. This duel will be over soon... Well, okay. If you insist, I declare the end of this round of timeover!"
Catching the gloomy look on the old wizard's face that was about to kill someone, Elena shrugged helplessly, pulled out her wand and waved it gently, and dozens of cylindrical earth pillars slowly rose up in the center of the open field.
As Elena's magic divided the entire field, the confrontation stopped almost instantly.
After this period of intensive practice, Elena is now as good as most wizards who specialize in transformation in this simple field shaping. After all, her method of casting spells is slightly different from conventional transformation.
different.
"Look, as I said, this is actually not dangerous at all."
The little wizards turned their heads in confusion and looked at Elena who was standing by the gate of Hogwarts.
Noticing the gazes around her, Elena suddenly picked up the metal magic microphone in her hand before Dumbledore could fully understand the logic, turned her head and shouted loudly towards the group of dull-witted students.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly get on the carriage and go to the train station? Do you want to stay and be caught by Professor Dumbledore and put in solitary confinement for the whole summer?! It's summer vacation, run away!"
Following Elena's voice, the little wizards gathered in the center of the venue dispersed in an instant.
The changes brought about by this semester are not only reflected in students' knowledge or abilities, but also in how to quickly evacuate after doing something, or how to cleverly dance around the loopholes in the rules...
Subtly, the students at Hogwarts are completely different from the good kids a year ago.
"Ahem, then, Professor Dumbledore, next semester we will..."
"Miss Kaslana, you don't have to get on the train today. I will take you home personally later."
Albus Dumbledore stretched out his hand expressionlessly and stopped a certain white-haired dumpling who was about to take advantage of the chaos and flee with the crowd. A cold light flashed on the half-moon-shaped lenses.
"I think we need to have a good chat about this matter..."