"I think this is Professor Scamander. He is really young and promising. You are welcome to visit Durmstrang at any time."
After exchanging pleasantries with Dumbledore, Karkaroff smiled and walked towards Aini, with a slightly exaggerated expression on his face.
"But Professor Karkaroff doesn't seem to like coming to Hogwarts as a guest."
It is said that you should not hit anyone with a smiling face, but it also depends on who it is and when.
The optimal solution he had just determined was to be slapped in the face on the spot.
Ani raised his hand, and although he didn't slap Karkaroff's face literally, he released a burst of magic power that made the invisible mist appear.
Taking the initiative to intervene with magical power on the head of a famous school is not saving any face.
"The blasphemous potion, I think Durmstrang needs an explanation."
Even though they didn't meet each other's eyes, Dumbledore still picked up the conversation tacitly, and his aura of being the chief wizard gradually gained momentum.
The blasphemous potion has strong barrier properties and can slowly absorb the black magic energy within the range. It seems to be a defensive potion that can alleviate the continuous damage caused by black magic.
However, every trace of black magic energy it absorbs will infect the surrounding area a hundred times or a thousand times the normal magic energy, and will also affect nearby magic nodes. After a long period of time, it may even degrade the magic nodes with insufficient energy, which is well deserved.
Forbidden potions.
"Ah, I'm sorry. It's really not polite to come here in this state. It's true that something happened last night."
Karkaroff's eyes flickered for a while, as if he was giving in under pressure, and took the initiative to open the seal of the fog.
Suddenly, an obscure and corrupt atmosphere spread.
"Ahem, Durmstrang has been committed to finding the weaknesses of black magic..."
The way a certain principal licked his face while chatting was fake, but the smell of the black magic accident on his body was very real.
True actor's self-cultivation.
Dumbledore allowed those useless notes to pass by his ears, and took out his wand to add another layer of silver light to Karkaroff, shielding him from the interaction with the surrounding magic to prevent the blasphemous potion from infecting Hogwart.
Ci’s magic node.
Karkaroff's expression was stagnant. Lao Deng's operation really didn't save any face.
However, he was wrong about this matter. After smiling sincerely, he stopped nagging and led the students towards the castle.
Different from the scene when Beauxbatons just arrived, compared with Maxim, Karkaroff couldn't find anything eye-catching when he searched all over his body. The little ones at Hogwarts had turned their attention away early in the morning.
It’s up to those “peers”.
In just a few minutes, the word "Krum" was mentioned hundreds of times.
The World Cup was less than three months ago, and even the Muggle students who were not qualified to watch the game remembered the Seeker who caught the Golden Snitch from the chatter of his peers.
The final score of 160:150 added a special touch to him in the context of Ireland winning the championship.
"Look, Hermione. It's Krum! Viktor Krum! The hero of the Bulgarian team!"
Ron gestured excitedly in front of the little witch. For some reason, Hermione often caught his eye inadvertently after school started, and the boy always wanted the other person to focus on him.
"Yes, Krum, that player from the Bulgarian team. If you have nothing else, please give way."
Hermione glanced at him impatiently and saw Ron put down the arm that was dangling in front of her and hurried past him.
"That player from the Bulgarian team? Hey, Harry, did you hear what she said? That player! She has no idea how good Krum is! He..."
Ron stayed for a moment, grabbed the arm of his friend next to him and started spitting.
Harry's throat moved to say something, and then he closed his mouth tightly.
When he first met Ron, Harry, who had no other friends, felt that his chattering was very friendly...
Now……
A certain president's lady had no intention of guessing the thoughts of the two boys behind her.
"Hey, Ani, aren't you going to the dinner?"
Hermione smoothed her long hair that was blown by the wind and caught up with the man who was walking away from everyone.
"Go, of course, but I have to go and see Akates first. He seemed to be frightened by the movement just now."
Aini replied loudly, then winked at the girl and continued walking towards the lake.
"Poor giant squid, it must have been extremely scared when Durmstrang's big boat broke through the water just now. I'll go with you."
Hermione responded with understanding and followed Ani to the lake.
Hearing the sound from far away, Karkaroff breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the gate of the castle.
He didn't see that a huge tentacle then broke through the lake surface, picked up Aini and put it on him. How could the joy that was about to overflow show any signs of being frightened?
Standing on the smooth back of the giant squid, Ani took out the improved version of the Marauder's Map. There were only his, Hermione and Arcatus' names nearby. Only in the distance was a group of murlocs gathering together - they were really scared.
Not light.
The big ship that Karkaroff and the others were traveling on was a treasure left behind by a certain headmaster of Durmstrang hundreds of years ago. After being passed down for generations, it was blessed with various protective magics, even though it was docked at Hogwarts.
, but Aini is not sure whether the Marauder's Map can explore its interior.
To be on the safe side, it would be safer to go in and take a look.
Under Hermione's surprised gaze, Ani's robe rolled up, filling a body that was exactly the same as his, and he took off his robe, transformed into a little hummingbird, and flew silently onto the ship.
's deck.
After hundreds of years of operation, perhaps even Durmstrang's maintenance staff can't figure out how many protective measures there are on the big ship, but whether it is a trap or a magic barrier, under the influence of Aini's magical attainments and true vision,
Under the powerful combination of the Eye, everything is in vain.
Due to Durmstrang's special preference, the atmosphere of black magic was very strong in the cabin, especially in the captain's cabin where Karkaroff was.
Ani quickly checked it out and found that there were many special things, but none of them had anything to do with Voldemort.
It seems that Mr. Riddle is very cautious and trying his best to maintain the victory in this hide-and-seek game.
Aini is not surprised by this. After all, he is the man who put the whole of England into panic, and his IQ is still very online.
After cleaning up his things, Ani flew out of the ship and returned to his robe.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
As soon as he returned, Ani grabbed the two little hands that were making trouble on his face.
"Ha~ that...this..."
A blush passed over her neck, climbed up her cheeks, and reached her ears. The little witch murmured awkwardly, not knowing what to say.