Chapter 202 Three Brooms
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Time gradually came to December.
It seemed that Dumbledore's anger was very effective, and the dementors no longer roamed around unscrupulously with thick clouds.
The weather in the castle has improved a lot as a result——
No wonder!
Now that it's December, the castle is already covered in ice and snow, and even if there are no dementors, it's still chilling to the bone.
But the sun did shine a lot brighter, and even the students felt more cheerful about going to Hogsmeade.
Tver is no exception.
After this period of practice, the club members have been able to fully use the funny spell on the dummy.
However, when used on wizards, they can currently only conjure small items such as shawls and handbags.
But it is already a great progress for them, and this progress also indicates that their direction is not wrong.
A brand new magic is being born in their hands!
This news was also "accidentally" revealed to Rita Skeeter by Tver, so for one week after another, the headlines in the Daily Prophet were about Tver and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club.
Rita is also smart enough to know that bragging will only lead to resentment.
So she wrote and invited many well-respected wizards in the magic world to have heated discussions in the Daily Prophet.
While some of these wizards praised them, they naturally also received a lot of criticism.
But the forward-looking nature of this magic is enough to change the concept of the magic world, as Tver said.
So they quarreled in the newspaper, and in the end they could only come to one conclusion -
This innovative concept really impressed them!
Suddenly, for the first time, Tver became famous in the magical world not by relying on the surname Welfare, but by relying on himself.
From the beginning of the report, many curious wizards wrote to him. After the final conclusion was made, the letter writers became internationally renowned wizards.
So Tver has been feeling both painful and happy lately.
This reputation was something he asked for on his own initiative, and it was also to make it easier for him to act in the magic world in the future.
There is no way that a new generation of Dark Lord will be born by then, and everyone will be scratching their heads: "Who knows this Tweel Foley?"
It's just that these old wizards have studied magic for many years, and their knowledge of magic is no worse than mine. Many of the ideas they put forward can even make Tver feel refreshed and benefit a lot.
This also leads to a lot of thinking when writing a reply.
If he hadn't transferred part of it to Malvolio and Cynthia, he would have had no choice but to imitate Lockhart and be busy writing replies every day.
He seemed to know why Dumbledore always said that he had no energy to manage school affairs - there were many more people writing to him than himself!
But it's not without gains.
He secretly sought help from several old wizards who had studied the soul deeply, mainly about soul transformation.
Then they really provided a lot of help to themselves.
Now, he has begun to try to transform his little devil.
It can now be transformed into pure magic power, but there is still a way to go before it can be transformed back...
"It's time to go, Tver," Hagrid came to this corridor with a smile on his face, "any later, you will be late."
Professor McGonagall suggested that some of their professors also go to Hogsmeade this weekend.
Originally Tver had no intention of joining in the fun, but Hagrid was very fond of him now and invited him quite enthusiastically several times.
Considering that he had been boringly studying magic recently, he simply agreed and just relaxed in the past.
As for Lupine, he was preparing to teach Harry the Patronus Charm, and because of his poor health, he had no plans to go there.
As for the Patronus Charm, Harry actually approached Tweel first at the beginning. Just considering his Patronus, he recommended Lupine to Harry.
So in the end, the only ones traveling with him were Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid, and Tver himself.
Of course, there was another guest waiting for them in Hogsmeade.
"...Tver?" Fudge stretched out his hand in surprise, "I thought the one in the newspaper was printed wrongly, but I didn't expect it was really you."
Tver shook it with a smile.
"Of course it's me. There should be no one in the magic world who can disguise my identity."
"This is Tver's third year at Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall proudly patted Tver on the shoulder and said to Fudge.
Fudge was even more surprised now.
"But I remember you were the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Or was there a mistake in the newspaper?"
"He is currently the only Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts who can teach for more than two years!"
Professor McGonagall specially emphasized the word "only".
"Don't stay outside, come in and talk." Ms. Rosmerta greeted from the door of the bar.
She is the owner of the small bar The Three Broomsticks, and she is a lady who still has charm and a delicate face.
So many people in the magic world know her, and the bar business has always been good.
Fudge then took Tver's arm and walked into the bar first.
He seemed to particularly like this action.
"So, you have solved the problem of this course?"
Fudge didn't know about Voldemort's curse, but that didn't stop him from realizing the weirdness of this course.
In other words, the British wizarding world knows this more or less.
Tver silently glanced at the moved right wrist.
"……more or less."
Fudge frowned strangely, but did not continue to ask.
He was just being polite. After all, no matter how famous the Welfare family was, they were still an orthodox pure-blood family.
There weren't many people in the bar, so it didn't seem like the lively atmosphere of the weekend.
They found a corner seat next to the Christmas tree and sat down.
"Would you like something to drink - wow, this is the Welfare Professor Hagrid always talks about, right?"
Ms. Rosmerta looked at Tver in surprise.
"To be honest, if Hagrid didn't tell lies very rarely, I would have thought you were a handsome student. How about you, do you want to have a taste of mine..."
Her graceful figure leaned slightly against Tver's body, her arms supported his shoulders, and she whispered: "Aphrodite."
Don't get me wrong, she was talking about the name of a cocktail, a cocktail named after a goddess.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I still want a glass of mead, because there are always curious little wizards coming to see me, and I need to stay awake at all times."
Tver smiled and glanced vaguely at the location blocked by the Christmas tree.
There were two panicked little wizards hiding there, and a little wizard wearing an invisibility cloak who was even more panicked and hiding under the table.
Harry trio.
Ms. Rosmerta stood up with some regrets but simply looked at the other professors.
"Where are you guys? Of course you are Red Currant Rum, Minister..."
It seemed that Dumbledore's anger was very effective, and the dementors no longer roamed around unscrupulously with thick clouds.
The weather in the castle has improved a lot as a result——
No wonder!
Now that it's December, the castle is already covered in ice and snow, and even if there are no dementors, it's still chilling to the bone.
But the sun did shine a lot brighter, and even the students felt more cheerful about going to Hogsmeade.
Tver is no exception.
After this period of practice, the club members have been able to fully use the funny spell on the dummy.
However, when used on wizards, they can currently only conjure small items such as shawls and handbags.
But it is already a great progress for them, and this progress also indicates that their direction is not wrong.
A brand new magic is being born in their hands!
This news was also "accidentally" revealed to Rita Skeeter by Tver, so for one week after another, the headlines in the Daily Prophet were about Tver and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club.
Rita is also smart enough to know that bragging will only lead to resentment.
So she wrote and invited many well-respected wizards in the magic world to have heated discussions in the Daily Prophet.
While some of these wizards praised them, they naturally also received a lot of criticism.
But the forward-looking nature of this magic is enough to change the concept of the magic world, as Tver said.
So they quarreled in the newspaper, and in the end they could only come to one conclusion -
This innovative concept really impressed them!
Suddenly, for the first time, Tver became famous in the magical world not by relying on the surname Welfare, but by relying on himself.
From the beginning of the report, many curious wizards wrote to him. After the final conclusion was made, the letter writers became internationally renowned wizards.
So Tver has been feeling both painful and happy lately.
This reputation was something he asked for on his own initiative, and it was also to make it easier for him to act in the magic world in the future.
There is no way that a new generation of Dark Lord will be born by then, and everyone will be scratching their heads: "Who knows this Tweel Foley?"
It's just that these old wizards have studied magic for many years, and their knowledge of magic is no worse than mine. Many of the ideas they put forward can even make Tver feel refreshed and benefit a lot.
This also leads to a lot of thinking when writing a reply.
If he hadn't transferred part of it to Malvolio and Cynthia, he would have had no choice but to imitate Lockhart and be busy writing replies every day.
He seemed to know why Dumbledore always said that he had no energy to manage school affairs - there were many more people writing to him than himself!
But it's not without gains.
He secretly sought help from several old wizards who had studied the soul deeply, mainly about soul transformation.
Then they really provided a lot of help to themselves.
Now, he has begun to try to transform his little devil.
It can now be transformed into pure magic power, but there is still a way to go before it can be transformed back...
"It's time to go, Tver," Hagrid came to this corridor with a smile on his face, "any later, you will be late."
Professor McGonagall suggested that some of their professors also go to Hogsmeade this weekend.
Originally Tver had no intention of joining in the fun, but Hagrid was very fond of him now and invited him quite enthusiastically several times.
Considering that he had been boringly studying magic recently, he simply agreed and just relaxed in the past.
As for Lupine, he was preparing to teach Harry the Patronus Charm, and because of his poor health, he had no plans to go there.
As for the Patronus Charm, Harry actually approached Tweel first at the beginning. Just considering his Patronus, he recommended Lupine to Harry.
So in the end, the only ones traveling with him were Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid, and Tver himself.
Of course, there was another guest waiting for them in Hogsmeade.
"...Tver?" Fudge stretched out his hand in surprise, "I thought the one in the newspaper was printed wrongly, but I didn't expect it was really you."
Tver shook it with a smile.
"Of course it's me. There should be no one in the magic world who can disguise my identity."
"This is Tver's third year at Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall proudly patted Tver on the shoulder and said to Fudge.
Fudge was even more surprised now.
"But I remember you were the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Or was there a mistake in the newspaper?"
"He is currently the only Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts who can teach for more than two years!"
Professor McGonagall specially emphasized the word "only".
"Don't stay outside, come in and talk." Ms. Rosmerta greeted from the door of the bar.
She is the owner of the small bar The Three Broomsticks, and she is a lady who still has charm and a delicate face.
So many people in the magic world know her, and the bar business has always been good.
Fudge then took Tver's arm and walked into the bar first.
He seemed to particularly like this action.
"So, you have solved the problem of this course?"
Fudge didn't know about Voldemort's curse, but that didn't stop him from realizing the weirdness of this course.
In other words, the British wizarding world knows this more or less.
Tver silently glanced at the moved right wrist.
"……more or less."
Fudge frowned strangely, but did not continue to ask.
He was just being polite. After all, no matter how famous the Welfare family was, they were still an orthodox pure-blood family.
There weren't many people in the bar, so it didn't seem like the lively atmosphere of the weekend.
They found a corner seat next to the Christmas tree and sat down.
"Would you like something to drink - wow, this is the Welfare Professor Hagrid always talks about, right?"
Ms. Rosmerta looked at Tver in surprise.
"To be honest, if Hagrid didn't tell lies very rarely, I would have thought you were a handsome student. How about you, do you want to have a taste of mine..."
Her graceful figure leaned slightly against Tver's body, her arms supported his shoulders, and she whispered: "Aphrodite."
Don't get me wrong, she was talking about the name of a cocktail, a cocktail named after a goddess.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I still want a glass of mead, because there are always curious little wizards coming to see me, and I need to stay awake at all times."
Tver smiled and glanced vaguely at the location blocked by the Christmas tree.
There were two panicked little wizards hiding there, and a little wizard wearing an invisibility cloak who was even more panicked and hiding under the table.
Harry trio.
Ms. Rosmerta stood up with some regrets but simply looked at the other professors.
"Where are you guys? Of course you are Red Currant Rum, Minister..."
