Visiting and communicating with two magic schools is not a small matter, and Weston cannot be the only one. After some discussion, an exchange group was formed, led by Flitwick and one person from each of the four major schools.
Travel to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.
Weston originally thought that the way to travel in Hogwarts should be portkeys or floo network, not brooms. As a result, Dumbledore gave him a big surprise.
Looking at the big guy in front of him, Weston couldn't help but start to take a closer look. He was even a little surprised that Dumbledore had such a method and was able to control them.
With a ferocious appearance, thick scales, four thick and huge bodies, snake-like pupils, and bat-like wings, these are clearly two Tigris black dragons!
The person driving the carriage was none other than Hogwarts' gamekeeper, half-giant wizard, Rubeus Hagrid. Speaking of which, Weston hadn't seen this big man for a long time, and he was originally thinking about going to have a chat with him.
Yes, but seeing how obsessed he was with the pair of dragons, I decided not to disturb his nature.
"Everyone is here!" Flitwick looked at the four people already sitting in the carriage, nodded, and called back, "Hagrid, it's time to go."
"Sit tight, guys!" Hagrid raised the whip like a flagpole in his hand, "It may be a little bumpy, but it still feels good!"
After speaking, Hagrid whistled, whipped his whip, and the carriage or dragon carriage shook violently, followed by a feeling of weightlessness.
At the beginning, the students from the three colleges were a little excited, chattering and exchanging something, but then gradually turned into calm, numb, and finally bored to the point of drowsiness.
Later, Flitwick couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave them a lecture in the carriage and all the possibilities that they might encounter next. Weston leaned against the carriage alone and read a biography. This is
What was brought back from Dracula's Castle tells the story of Belial's formation of the Hell Legion after his fall to heaven.
Time passed slowly like this, and towards evening, we finally arrived at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is also a huge castle. It is different from the classics of Hogwarts and the gorgeousness of Beauxbatons. Its overall style can only be described as domineering and mysterious.
Looking from a distance, the entire Durmstrang Magic School is built on the top of a cliff. Below the cliff is the endless sea. Although the black castle is not too tall, it covers an area of very huge, about two meters.
The size of Hogwarts.
Weston even feels that the style of this school is more like the Blackstone Prison in Edinburgh. Although the architecture is different, the chilling and cold style is simply too similar.
At this time, several wizards wearing wizard robes and high-end furs were waiting there. Each of them looked more like a warrior than a wizard. Their bloated muscles made the robes bulge.
He looks very burly.
Hagrid whistled, controlled the two black dragons to land on the ground, opened the carriage, and Flitwick took Weston and the other three people out.
"Welcome to Durmstrang, guests from afar!" A wizard said loudly, "Everyone must be exhausted after coming from a long distance. Why don't we go inside to talk? The principal is waiting in his office.
Looking forward to your arrival."
Flitwick nodded with a smile and took the lead to walk forward. The small stature and Durmstrang's leading wizard actually had the most adorable height difference.
However, Weston's idea of pretending to be a slap in the face did not appear. In fact, everyone behaved very appropriately, and there was no trace of contempt in their eyes, even if Flitwick was only as tall as them.
waist.
If you think about it, you will know that this must be what Grindelwald confessed, otherwise, according to Durmstrang's general character, he would like to come up and fight directly.
After entering Durmstrang, Weston and others looked at the scenery along the road while following the wizard who led the way. During the conversation, several people learned his name - Bach.
According to himself, he has been teaching in Durmstrang for more than ten years and is considered a relatively young teacher in Durmstrang. However, he also has another identity, that is, he is the youngest saint!
When talking about this identity, Wizard Bach looked proud, as if this was an extremely glorious thing.
"Huh? What are they doing?" Percy Weasley saw a group of students gathered around and couldn't help but asked curiously. He was the representative of Gryffindor at Hogwarts.
"Oh, they are practicing dueling!" Bach glanced at it and said casually, "Wizards' combat effectiveness needs to be maintained at all times, so the school supports the students and any conflict can be resolved through dueling. Of course,
It’s nice to stay warm in the cold weather, right?”
Bach's little humor made Weston laugh slightly, but the others did not laugh. They were all shocked by this teaching style and could not imagine it.
In Hogwarts, magic is strictly prohibited in the corridors and dormitories. Except for Weston who basically ignored this rule, the other students tried their best to avoid these two places, even if there was a conflict.
Besides, Hogwarts does not support such an honest duel.
It is obvious that the teaching styles of the two schools are really different. If Hogwarts is training nobles, then Durmstrang is obviously training warriors.
Later, several people saw several duels between students. It was obvious that Bach was not lying. In this school, dueling has become a very common behavior, and it can even be said to be a kind of campus culture.
"Huh?" Weston also discovered some differences, "Their magic seems to be different from ours?"
"Magic?" When the Flitwicks heard what Weston said, they hurriedly looked at the people in the duel. Sure enough, the method and effect of casting spells were very different from what they learned at Hogwarts.
"This is an ancient magic. It is said to have come from the distant Eastern Continent and was transformed by some wizards." Bard explained, "With the disappearance of the mystery of the Eastern Continent, there are only a few schools of this magic.
There are only a few among them, and Durmstrang should be the one with the most.”
"Can you tell me a little bit about this?" Weston asked with interest.
"There is nothing that cannot be said." Bach shook his head slightly, "This kind of magic is called 'secret magic'. It is a powerful magic that borrows the power of some demon gods. Most of them use magic power to form some weapons, and then
Use fighting skills to defeat your opponent."
"However, the shortcoming of this kind of magic is also obvious, that is, the magic power is consumed too quickly, so we basically treat it as a last resort."
Mystic? Mystic? When Weston heard this word, he couldn't help but think of a certain bald man. After looking at the effects of these magics, they were really similar.