Chapter 16: Kastrupshe
Chapter 559 Kastrubushe
Krum thought he had gotten used to everything, even to the point of not caring about life and death.
Before Grindelwald came, he was a big shot in the school, the favorite student of the annoying Karkaroff. But
after that devil came, everything changed.
Because Krum clearly opposed Grindelwald's attitude.
He was rejected by the people around him and Karkaroff.
The most shameful thing was that it was Grindelwald's voice.
That prevented this rejection from further evolving into something more sinister.
Instead, it became ignoring.
Therefore, Krum felt that he had already remained calm in the face of a catastrophe.
However - danger! Danger! Danger!
Krum's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He turned his head to look at the source of the danger.
That was Ron!
He was looking at him with an almost fanatical look.
Some Slytherin students who came to show him courtesy even revealed that Ron had just called out his name because he couldn't see him!
It's over!
Barbie Q!
Ron really fell in love with him!
Krum felt desperate for the first time.
But fortunately, with the exclamations of the people around him.
He found that Ron had shifted his sight.
He and the people around him looked up into the air.
The scene in the air changed again.
At this moment, they came to the grassland beside the Black Lake.
The rumbling sound of the earth's crust turning came from outside and in the air.
The grassland bulged, and the black soil mixed with stones tilted to the ground.
A huge redwood emerged from the bulge.
After a moment, a bang sounded.
A wooden spiral staircase slowly grew from the center of the tree until it touched the ground.
A slender, wheat-colored hand appeared behind.
The owner of the hand was wearing a bright green robe.
Long brown hair, oval face, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes.
This is a witch who is not easy to mess with at first glance.
Following closely behind is an old man with white hair and beard.
He looks familiar.
Just like a darker Dumbledore.
He and the students behind him wore the same bright green robes.
If you don't look at the order and age, you can hardly tell the difference between students, professors, and headmasters.
"Is he really not related to Dumbledore?" Hermione couldn't help asking.
Ryan shook his head, "No, there are so many people in this world who look alike without blood relationship.
I remember I should have introduced him.
Caster Pollach, grandfather of the famous pharmacist Libashu Pollach."
After entering the hall, the people of Castrumbushe also divided into two columns.
The students went to the second long table next to Slytherin.
That is, between Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.
The old man and the witch went to the staff table.
The old man sat next to Snape.
The witch was between Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.
In response, the short Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on a pile of cushions, almost slipped off because of surprise.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and the image in the air suddenly disappeared.
He cleared his throat, "I think you all can't wait.
There are many questions to ask.
As everyone knows, this tournament is different from previous ones.
It is no longer a few selected warriors representing the school.
This time, each of you will feel involved.
There are three games in total, which will end before May next year.
Each game is divided into two parts - group and individual.
The group competition is for all teachers and students to participate.
It involves three fields: group potions, war magic, and alchemy.
The principals of the other three schools will introduce it later.
The individual competition is the indispensable warrior in the tournament.
It will be selected by fair referees recognized by our four colleges.
The selection will officially begin after 6 o'clock this Friday.
I hope everyone will participate enthusiastically then." Dumbledore paused and drew out his wand again.
He first lightly tapped it, and a long table full of food floated in the air - where the picture was just played.
The students below and the professors around him all stared with wide eyes.
They all knew that Dumbledore would perform Ravenclaw's secret magic for the first time in front of everyone - ghostification.
It would turn everything in the air into something that ghosts could eat.
The students from other schools next to Slytherin also held their breath.
It seemed that they had been informed of this process in advance.
They all looked at Dumbledore, not daring to speak.
After Dumbledore above had transformed everything in the air, he seemed to be petrified and almost motionless.
But if you look closely, you can see that the wand in his hand is trembling slightly.
After a while, it began to wave.
But it was as if the whole wand was filled with lead, and Harry could see that Dumbledore's right hand even had blue veins.
The milky white magic beam was copied from the tip of the wand in the air.
After an unknown amount of time, Dumbledore drew the last heavy stroke.
Then, the milky white magic words floating in the air flew towards the long table in the air.
A blinding white light flashed, and a transparent long table with transparent dishes on it appeared in the same place.
Ghosts flew out from the surrounding walls.
They no longer glowed with a milky white halo like before.
If you don't look at the translucent bodies, you might even think they are living people. .
.
Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the hall was decorated in an instant.
Huge silk banners appeared on the wall, each representing a Hogwarts college:
The red background with a golden lion is Gryffindor, the blue background with a bronze eagle is Ravenclaw, the yellow background with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the green background with a silver python is Slytherin.
Behind the staff desk, the largest banner appeared, with the Hogwarts coat of arms:
Lion, eagle, badger, and snake are connected together, surrounding a large letter H.
"I really want to say that you have been waiting for a long time, and tell you directly - eat!
But obviously, the other three headmasters need to introduce it next." Dumbledore said.
Then, the cool old man next to Dumbledore also stood up directly.
Sharp-eyed Harry also found that he touched Dumbledore directly.
"Hello.
I will speak on behalf of Headmaster Karkaroff at Durmstrang.
As we all know, our school is best at the dark arts.
But this is a misunderstanding.
Compared to the dark arts, we are better at duels and war magic.
I think - you who have listened carefully to the school song should be very clear.
And war magic is the content of the first group match.
It will start in October.
Every Saturday at 3 pm, I will explain war magic to everyone in the hall." The old man bowed elegantly to the people around him, and then sat down again.
And Harry found that he secretly - or rather openly touched Dumbledore again.
Dumbledore's face was calm, and he didn't react at all.
As if he was not the one being touched.
