Chapter 229 Performance in the Auditorium
"Bucky." Hermione murmured, holding her chin with her hand and looking out the window.
She was so focused on that man that she had no intention of reminding Harry to write to Dumbledore or Sirius about the scar and the dream.
Harry didn't care about the scar on his head that was aching for some reason.
Where did it hurt? Was Ginny's hand not warm enough? Or was her body not soft enough?
Only Ron sat near the entrance of the carriage, looking out the window, eagerly waiting for the saleswoman and her cart full of snacks to appear.
After being interrupted by Draco, he didn't have the leisure to read the newspaper anymore.
And Bagel, who should have taken the train and followed them to Hogwarts, was not in this world at the moment.
To be precise, not in the material universe.
It was a huge whale-like creature with green mountains and green waters as its skin, swimming in the sea of human subconsciousness, like the sky-curtain behemoth in the warriors of the offline city.
During the period of waiting for the start of school, in addition to communicating with Hermione, as a student of Castrobush, he negotiated with Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, by letter.
In the blue sea of dreams that no one has touched, he opened up new territory and combined the concepts of the giant whale and dream owl of the water pillar to create this celestial life named [Behemoth].
Since the birth of mankind, the spiritual treasures accumulated for 6 million years have been consumed in the creation of the dream sea, and the remnants are also extremely huge.
With the remaining treasures as food, [Behemoth]'s physical expansion and development are so rapid that in just two or three days, it has grown from a palm-sized egg to its current appearance - an active celestial body with a surface area of 105.37 million square meters.
The pillar of the dream sea.
However, the reason why the spiritual energy that can only be digested by him through the pillar of creation is so huge.
Bajir believes that this is because the extraordinary energy named magic of wizards and other intelligent and magical creatures in this world is hidden in the brain.
Even the dreams of the Muggles in this world are more valuable than the witches in the American horror world where the dreams are the most valuable in the world where the dream sea of Bagir spreads.
The top of the tower that seems to be made of white jade and reaches into the sky is located at the head of [Behemoth].
Bagir sat on the window sill, and the endless sea of clouds was within reach of his legs.
Looking at the thin film above his head that isolates the dream sea, the twinkling stars that are also within reach, and the empty spiritual universe, he felt as if he was in another world.
He thought that the biggest gain from coming to this world was Voldemort's memory.
But after spreading the concept of the dream sea as usual, he had all these things that he had worked hard for a hundred years to create.
"The world is indeed a miracle." Bagir raised his glass.
With a thought, the stars of a certain wine tasting master flickered, and the extremely fragrant and delicious wine that only exists in dreams flowed into the glass.
The historical magic that can materialize [treasures] from stories has changed beyond recognition.
Even Anemon from the School of Good and Evil Law could not recognize its original appearance when he saw it.
Sniffing the fragrance and shaking the wine that seemed to have stars flowing, Bajir was ready to drink it all, and fell into a long dream and a sea of dreams again, dragging the vast world's [Behemoth] under him to sleep together--
'Woo~Woo~'
A long and vast sound sounded from his ears.
The elf with the appearance of Tokisaki Kurumi, palm-sized, and a clock in his eyes blew the conch in his mouth.
"Kurosaki, is it time?"
The elf in a silver bikini vibrated the clear light wings, put her hands on her waist and raised her chest, with a proud face.
She is the embodiment of the wizards' research on time in this world.
The same existence as the wine in Bajir's hand.
It's just that her existence time is forever.
While serving as a pet, she also serves as Bajir's clock in the sea of dreams because of her precise control of time.
"It's a pity that you can't speak yet."
Bajir rubbed Kurumi's little head.
For her stable spiritual growth, in addition to common sense, daily life and small magic for self-protection, Bajir did not directly give her more complex things such as language.
‘Woo wow, woo wow! ’ The little cutie rubbed Bajir’s fingertips.
“Okay, I should go.”
The wine in his hand disappeared with the cup, and his loose white pajamas were replaced with the shirt, tie, sweater and wizard robe of Hogwarts in the movie.
As for the suitcase, he had already sent it to the train.
They were all distributed and sent to their respective dormitories by the house elves.
And international students like him who have not yet determined the college dormitory, and first-year freshmen, will be distributed one by one by them after the list of the division comes out.
“Be obedient at home and study hard. If you have anything, find Sisyphus (the tower spirit of this tower, responsible for coordinating the tower and everything within a radius of fifty miles, and can also contact him in reality).”
Kuang San nodded impatiently, her eyes turning around, and I don’t know what bad idea she is thinking.
After Bajir's figure disappeared, she snapped her fingers and changed into the same pajamas as Bajir, and appeared on the small sofa that fit her body shape in a flash.
She turned her face to the side, bit the straw, and squinted her eyes.
Bajir already knew that Kuang San would not study well.
But she didn't have to go to work, and her modulated body would not make her fat, so what's wrong with sleeping when she was tired of playing.
He just said that sentence as a Chinese parent habitually.
"We're here." Bajir stepped out of the air.
In front of him was a spacious office.
It was surrounded by wooden panels and filled with black wooden chairs.
This is the staff lounge of Hogwarts.
The place Dumbledore prepared for him.
Unlike the novel, students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived at the beginning of the school term.
Many students, including Harry, saw the carriage flying in the sky and the ghost ship like the Flying Dutchman emerging from the water in the corridor. Hagrid, as a ground staff, was almost scratched by the carriage.
The reason why they did not appear before the sorting ceremony was that they were preparing for the performance after they appeared.
The magic schools in this world are particularly eager to perform, and they have to perform when they appear.
And as a student from a different school, Basil is also inevitable.
He was also arranged to perform a show.
After Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.
And this room is specially prepared for him as a lounge before the performance.
A one-time furnace door was specially opened, named "Son of the Jungle".
"Son of the Jungle." Basil walked to the fireplace and sprinkled the Floo powder.
The flame turned green, and the furnace door was activated and used.
Ten minutes later.
Squeak~
The door opened.
Filch ran towards him with a cup of pumpkin juice in his hand.
Basil's pupils trembled. Damn! He ran like this with something to drink?
"Hello, you must be Basil Granger."
"I'm Filch," the old man who felt like he was going to die at any moment put down the pumpkin juice and took out a mirror from his arms, "This is what Dumbledore asked me to give you. You can see the Great Hall from inside."
"You can go out after Durmstrang is seated."
"I remember the spell was..." He rubbed his hands, and his low voice could not hide his excitement, "Open Sesame!"
After the words fell, everything in the Great Hall and Dumbledore's speech appeared from it.
After the picture and sound appeared, Filch almost cried.
'Dumbledore is so kind-hearted that he specially made a voice-controlled alchemical prop that can be used by Muggle Squibs. ' Basil was a little surprised.
Then, 0 and 1 flashed in his eyes.
[Eyes of the Cave] is activated.
‘It’s just reserved magic, no modification. Interesting technique.’
‘If the killing curse is reserved in the wand, Muggles can also use it to kill people, as long as the spell is recited correctly.’
‘I’m leaving first.’ Filch, who turned his back, wiped his tears.
Then he raised his legs high and ran out, closing the door.
Seeing this funny running action, the rare touch that Basil had felt disappeared instantly.
‘Watch a movie, watch a movie.’
Basil straightened the mirror.
I have to say, it really feels like watching a movie.
Michael Gambon’s irritable version of Dumbledore spoke at the podium.
‘What the hell? Forget about the podium.’
‘And the speech, Albus Dumbledore still needs to read the script when he speaks?’
‘This sleeve is too narrow, so tight, how can I hide the wand?’
‘The sleeves should be big to hide the potion bottle and wand!’
For everything inside, Basil was instantly out of the play.
Born and raised in the world of Harry Potter, Dumbledore's brother-in-law and the de facto master of Hogwarts, he couldn't suppress his desire to complain.
Fortunately, the speech soon came to an end.
"Now, please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmaster, Maxime."
The smile that Basil had just revealed froze again.
Every few steps, the Beauxbatons female students who came towards him had blurred eyes, made "hmm~" and "hmm~" sounds that made people daydream and soul-stirring, and bent their knees and stretched out their hands.
He just wanted to dig his toes on the ground and dig out a five-bedroom and one-living room.
The girls then trotted again and stopped in front of the podium.
This time, they didn't shout, their eyes were still drawn, their hands were spread out, and while shaking their bodies ambiguously, they shook off a large group of silver-blue butterflies that were transformed by magic.
Combined with their blue one-piece knee-curled skirts, they were embarrassed and a little elegant at the same time.
However, Basil really couldn't appreciate the bare legs, black stockings and silver high heels.
Then the tall Madame Maxime walked out -
As Fleur's boyfriend, he had personally come into contact with this beautiful tall lady.
It was hard to accept that the elegant black forged dress and the shining opals that decorated the body would become fur.
The shiny bun tied at the base of the neck turned into Willy Wonka's hairstyle.
The handsome olive face, black and big watery eyes, and the pointed nose became wrinkled, just like Neville's grandmother.
But the most ridiculous thing was Fleur.
She appeared from behind Madame Maxime in a circle, and was paired with a girl in a gymnastics suit who kept doing front flips.
Where did the art school come from?
Basil couldn't help but cover his eyes. She was indeed beautiful, but if she was Fleur, he really couldn't accept it.
He forced himself to comfort himself, 'This is the movie version, the setting of the Veela bloodline was eaten. Beauxbatons has become a girls' school, it's nothing for Fleur to be ordinary. ’
‘Dumbledore! Is this the greatest white wizard running? Isn’t he an old man in love? ’
‘Grindelwald will be disappointed and want to kill people if he sees this! ’
‘Wake up! You are not heterosexual! ’
Bajir forcibly shifted his attention to the students at the long table, ‘Huh? Harry is not as fascinated as in the movie, he is always with Ginny! There are many people around, stop touching Harry, he is almost bald! ’
The mood is rarely better.
But he also knew what was going to happen next.
"Welcome the proud men from Durmstrang and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff!" Dumbledore's voice fell in the mirror.
The image in the mirror shifted to the auditorium door.
‘The next thing that appeared was the Bulgarian branch of Shaolin Temple, a men’s acrobatic troupe from the north. ’
Bajir complained in his heart.
Almost bald men, wearing tight-fitting hooded sweatshirts, long black leather boots, and carrying canes walked into the auditorium one after another.
They tapped the ground rhythmically every few steps.
All sparked.
The professors looked confused.
The real reason for Grindelwald's withdrawal seems to have been found.
Then the leader put down the cane, and the people behind him took it and rushed towards the podium with a sprint speed of 100 meters.
The leader and the one behind him danced a hip-hop dance below, rolling on the ground.
The two people next to me were practicing stick skills with their hands on their crutches.
Real martial arts academy, right?
Then, like Fleur, Krum made his final appearance.
He had a different style of painting. He was wearing a bald fur hat and a fur coat, and he walked in like a model walking down the catwalk.
Karkaroff behind him was like a follower.
As they approached the podium, the four Durmstrang students performing in front of the stage pulled out their wands.
He puffed up his cheeks and blew the flames coming out of his staff.
The flames burned instantly and turned into a firebird with spread wings as it passed by.
Karkaroff and Dumbledore hugged each other like two old friends.
"Where do Beauxbatons Girls' Arts School, Durmstrang Boys' Sports School, and Hogwarts come from?"
"Finally, it's my turn to appear."
Bagir stood up.
At this time, he is not fighting alone.
He represents Castello Busch, the Hogwarts of another world.
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"Why haven't you started dinner yet?" Ron, who was seduced by the glutton and forgot how obsessed with Krum just now, held the knife and fork.
"Hermione, is what you said true? There are only three schools in the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Then why does Dumbledore seem to have something to say?"
"Triwizard Tournament, three!" Hermione said with a sullen face, all the excitement had nothing to do with her.
Like the gloomy sky and the pounding rain on the enchanted ceiling.
Ron shivered with fright.
Then Dumbledore's voice came to his ears.
“Welcome the international student from Castrobushe – Barjir Granger!”
"Granger?!" x99
The students all looked at Hermione.
And Hermione stood up directly, her eyes shining, "Bucky!"
But soon, everyone's attention shifted again.
"What is that?" Ron gasped.
A hint of green suddenly appeared on the ceiling covered by dark clouds.
"Devil's Net!" Harry was reminded of his first year and hugged Ginny tightly.
"No, Devil's Net is afraid of light!" Hermione still subconsciously replied even though her mind was completely occupied by Bajir.
The green gradually spread, it curled and spread, snake-like tendrils, and the vines soon covered the ceiling and walls.
Then a bulge appeared above the podium.
Vines hang down and connect to the floor.
The floor that had been knocked intact cracked open, forming a root-like aggregate of branches.
Ceiling vines move closer to this polymer.
Finally a huge laurel tree appeared in place.
Among the tree trunks, a blond boy walked out.
He is majestic and looks around in all directions with a majestic appearance.
The metal wand slipped out of his sleeve, and fluorescent blue electric waves spread out.
The laurels collapsed like a curtain of water, surrounded by stars, which made him even more breathtaking as he was already as majestic as a god.
