That night was a sleepless night for many. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Benjamin woke up the next day, most of the people he saw had two dark circles under their eyes.

Of course, almost as soon as we meet, everyone will greet them cordially:

"Did you hear the dragon's roar last night?"

Then the other person will definitely nod his head excitedly.

"Of course, I'm not deaf. But what kind of dragon is it? The Norwegian Ridgeback I've seen, that's definitely not what they call it. ”

Benjamin shrugged, this was the Black Dragon, a species that had long since disappeared from the continent. But they appeared out of thin air yesterday.

If someone had told him at this point that it wasn't the work of some Durmstrang madman (Benjamin could already be sure it was Grindelwald), he wouldn't have believed it.

Perhaps, constantly experimenting with magical creatures is just for the sake of the black dragon?

But Benjamin knew that dragons were dangerous and cunning creatures, and that they could never be as loyal as Grindelwald's followers.

At lunchtime, Hai Dongqing walked through the window and landed in front of Benjamin.

It fluttered its feathers proudly, accepting the envious gazes of others. Of course, after yesterday's dark arts lesson, Benjamin has become the object of everyone's attention. Even with it, Hai Dongqing also seemed mysterious.

Benjamin opened the letter and unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth when he saw the familiar words on it.

"Dear Benjamin,

Oh dear, it's been a long time since we've heard from you, haven't we? since you arrived in Durmstrang there has been no news at all, and Pansy and Daphne miss you very much. (Benjamin was surprised that Hermione had integrated into the Slytherin girls' group.) ）

But both of them are busy with newspapers these days, and seriously, Moon is even more popular than we thought, and it has become Hogwarts fashion.

By the way, you probably didn't know that Harry was quite scared during this time, because Sirius escaped. Oh, that madman, who knows if he'll come to Hogwarts?

Are you worried about Sirius? But I'll have to remind you that he's very dangerous.

By the way, I also have my own pet now, it's called Crookshan, it's a cute big cat. I mean, if its face wasn't so flat. Of course, Ron didn't really like him, and I didn't quite understand it, and he said that Crookshank Hill scared Spotted (Ron's pet mouse), which I didn't think so. The rat had become much weaker after the Weasleys had returned from Egypt. Probably because it's old? poor spotted.

I thought, oh, I almost forgot, we have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and he's called Lupin. He looked so weak, like a gust of wind could blow him down. But seriously, he's a good professor, if only you could get to know him. I've heard that Durmstrang also has a special Dark Arts class, and alas, I'd like to learn about it. After all, if you want to deal with your enemy, you have to know it first, don't you?

Finally, Benjamin, I hope you can tell me a little bit more about the interesting things you encountered in Durmstrang. Don't pretend you don't see it.

Love, Hermione. ”

Benjamin put the letter down and smiled heartily.

Maybe it was only after he arrived at Durmstrang that he began to miss his days at Hogwarts, right?

There is surprisingly easy.

Victor leaned over at this time and asked gossipily:

"What are you looking at, why are you smiling so happily?"

"Oh, a former Hogwarts classmate. ”

Benjamin explained calmly, and then tucked the letter in his book.

"yes, it must be a female classmate, otherwise you wouldn't be smiling so happily. ”

Victor said with a wicked grin.

Benjamin shrugged, noncommittal.

But he had to admit that Victor was really a thoughtful person.

As they left the school cafeteria, they habitually glanced at Mrs. Borgin's dining room, only to find that it was empty.

"Mrs. Borgin, she, she's gone?"

Victor said unexpectedly.

Benjamin nodded, he almost thought of the black dragon, and there was no doubt that Madame Borgin's departure had a lot to do with it.

Perhaps, Mrs. Borgin had already guessed the return of Grindelwald?

From this point of view, the prison of the Ministry of Magic is really quite pitiful, and two felons have skipped class from it one after another.

Benjamin thought so as he left.

It's just that he has another class this afternoon, divination.

Seriously, he didn't really like the course, and if it weren't for the fact that all of Durmstrang's students had to take it, Benjamin would have absolutely canceled it without hesitation.

After all, in Benjamin's view, fate is in his own hands, not predestined by something.

Otherwise, what's the point of his desperate efforts to change?

"Oh, I don't quite understand why the divination class has to be in such a small attic. I mean, don't you think it's tiring to climb up this place?"

Luckily, Durmstrang doesn't have the same ghost as Hogwarts, otherwise Benjamin would have died of exhaustion if he had encountered something like Peeves here.

Victor shrugged, he didn't quite understand why Benjamin was so opinionated.

"It's nothing, Benjamin, don't complain anymore. Otherwise, I'd have suspected you're a woman. ”

It seems that Victor still has the idea that Andy is a woman in his head.

"Hehe, what a stupid idea. ”

Benjamin rolled his eyes and sat in the last row of the classroom with Victor ringing the bell.

The small room in the attic was not large, with rows of modest tables and chairs close together.

It's just that the crystal balls and the white smoke that surrounds this room make people know at a glance that this is a divination classroom.

In addition, Benjamin also smelled a strange smell here, which was considered a fragrance, but it made people dizzy after smelling it for too long.

"Haven't the professors come yet, or is this course actually for us to learn on our own? ”

Benjamin said, stroking the dusty crystal ball in front of him.

Victor rolled his eyes, then his gaze rested on the cabinet beside him.

Until he saw a bottle with a bloody eyeball in it.

The main thing is that the eyeball is still moving, and it even throws a wink at Victor.