In the following days, Weston and his team truly began their friendly exchanges with Durmstrang. With Weston's hands-on experience, no student ever provoked Hogwarts again.
This group of people, the real purebloods are not without any discernment, they know exactly what Weston's hand represents.
Durmstrang's teaching system was indeed very different from Hogwarts. After understanding it, Weston realized how much the world had misunderstood this school.
All Durmstrang's courses are based on actual combat as the first criterion. Any magic learned is for combat. Even the courses on the history of magic learn the deeds of some wizards with relatively powerful combat capabilities.
This is why black magic is not banned in this school, but is taught openly and openly. The reason is that black magic is more powerful and more lethal in comparison.
In addition to general black magic, Durmstrang also has its own characteristics, that is, magical martial arts. Secret spells are taught in magic martial arts classes. In addition to secret spells, there are also steps that match magic.
Method, dodge and return attack, etc.
All in all, a student who graduates from Durmstrang is not just a dark wizard, but a more accurate name should be a combat wizard, a wizard who exists specifically for fighting.
This education model is simply too good for Flitwick's liking. When he was young, Flitwick won the duel championship. Although he is quite old now, compared to the general lifespan of goblins, Flitwick is still relatively young.
As a young man, the fighting spirit is still the same as before.
"Weston, what do you think will happen if I ask Albus to open a dueling class when I go back?" Flitwick asked Weston.
Weston thought for a moment and shook his head: "I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore won't agree."
Dumbledore's character itself is to win steadily, and the current education model of Hogwarts is actually relatively mature, and it has changed once before. Compared with Durmstrang, Hogwarts
The learning environment at Gwartz is still very step-by-step.
In the short term, Durmstrang may look better, but in the long run, I am afraid that Hogwarts graduates will be more comprehensively developed.
Flitwick naturally knew Dumbledore's character and reluctantly gave up the idea.
"However, if the professor wants to set up a dueling club, I think the principal will not refuse." Weston continued.
Duel Club? Flitwick's eyes lit up and he patted Weston's waist with satisfaction: "That's it, I'll apply with Albus when we get back."
Weston smiled and nodded.
After staying in Durmstrang for less than a week, the group was about to set off for Beauxbatons. This time Grindelwald came out in person to see him off and gave Weston a golden necklace.
"This is one of my most important things. With this, you can mobilize those resources. You know what I'm talking about." Grindelwald said with deep meaning.
Is it the symbol of the leader of the temple? Weston looked at Durmstrang who was gradually walking away, and kept playing with this small object in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"I heard that your young fiancée is in Beauxbatons?" Flitwick looked at the absent-minded Weston and asked with interest.
"Yes, she is a student of Beauxbatons principal Madame Maxime." Weston nodded, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face.
"Have you been to Beauxbatons, Mr. Weston?" Cedric of Hufflepuff looked at Weston curiously.
"I have been there once." Weston said with some nostalgia, "Although I only stayed there for one night, Beauxbatons left a very deep impression on me!"
"Are Beauxbatons students very powerful?" Marfa asked with some doubt.
"No." Weston shook his head, "Please forgive me for being pretentious, you will know when you get there. You will be shocked, if you have enough knowledge."
Several people looked at each other, some not understanding what Weston meant. Flitwick somewhat guessed what Weston meant. He had been to Beauxbatons. However, he didn't know what the reason was, but he also sat and watched.
The three students were making random guesses.
Weston suddenly thought of something, showed a smirk on his face, stood up, and walked outside.
"What are you going to do?" Flitwick asked curiously.
"Nothing," Weston shook his head and said seriously, "I'm worried that Hagrid is a little bored, so I went to chat with him for a while."
After saying that, he opened the door of the carriage, spread his wings and flew out, leaving him confused and amazed.
"Hagrid, are you okay?" Weston flapped his wings and flew directly to Hagrid's side without sitting down, just flying parallel to the carriage.
"Not bad, just a bit cold." Hagrid said angrily, "By the way, you should be in the carriage, why did you get outside? I don't remember what kind of wings you have. Is it some new magic?
"
"It's just a simple magic, it's no big deal." Weston said casually, "I'm just worried that you are a little bored, and the carriage is a bit stuffy, so come out for some air."
"Okay, just hold on a little longer, and we'll be there in a while." Hagrid replied while controlling the two dragons to adjust their directions.
"Hagrid, I want to ask you a question." Weston said suddenly.
"Ask me?" Hagrid laughed loudly, "Yes, as long as I can help you. Although, in my opinion, this possibility is not too big. You are smarter than Professor Dumbledore."
people."
"No, only you can answer me this question." Weston shook his head, "I want to say, how about I introduce you to a girlfriend?"
When Hagrid heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, he took a deep breath, and then coughed violently: "This...cough cough...this is...cough.
.....It’s not funny! Ahem..."
"I'm not kidding!" Weston said with a smile.
"Stop it, Weston." Hagrid finally calmed down and shook his big head, "I think you know my bloodline. This is impossible!"
"Don't you want to hear who I want to introduce to you?" Weston asked with a smile.
"No one is suitable." Hagrid said with a smile, "Don't make fun of me. If you want to blow some air, I'm more than welcome."
"Okay." Weston said seemingly unintentionally, "Originally I thought the hybrid giantess was quite suitable for you, but it seems you don't want to accept it. Then forget it!"
"Wait?" Hagrid suddenly glanced at Weston, "You mean... the hybrid giantess?"
"Of course, even I have to admit, she is a big beauty!" Weston said with admiration, "That figure is simply amazing, her eyes are as bright as the bright moon in the sky, and her appearance doesn't need much.
Mention, the temperament is also quite outstanding! Unfortunately, you don’t seem to be interested..."
"Weston, I think you should sit down and let's have a good talk. It seems like we haven't had a good talk in a long time!"