"Have you heard about two big news lately?" said Longbottom, uninvited, and sat down with Tolkien. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHe always had grilled chicken thighs and honey quiche on his plate, as if he could never get enough of both. Today, however, he has an extra volume of newspaper on his plate, the Daily Prophet, from which it seems that his news came from.

Longbottom looked down, "Oh, you'd only be half right. One of the big news stories is indeed the Daily Prophet. The Ministry of Magic ordered all entrances and exits to the Muggle world to be closed. When coming from the Muggle world, the location of the landing must be the Muggle Artefact Misuse, where it will be inspected. ”

"Why?" Tolkien was separated from his wife, and he immediately asked anxiously, "Is something wrong?"

"The Ministry of Magic revealed that it was related to the Muggle war, but it is unclear why exactly. Longbottom looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "As far as I know, there are wizards who carry a Muggle egg, and then the egg breaks, curses and poisons two people. The Ministry of Magic was worried that this was a new operation to eliminate wizards, so it was nervous. ”

"Eggs?" Tolkien frowned, thinking of the gas bombs used on the battlefield, but maybe they were just bombs. Through his studies at Hogwarts, he discovers that wizards are not equal to gods, at least bullets and bombs can still hurt them. Wizards are magical, but their power is not unlimited. He began to worry vaguely about the assurances Grindelwald had given him. "I'll let the world war end this year," Grindelwald said with confidence.

"I don't think the Ministry of Magic can close all the passages. Longbottom pursed his lips, took a hard bite of the chicken leg, and then said indistinctly: "I use Floo powder, and I say where to go is not where to go, the Ministry of Magic can handle it?"

Zhao Mai shook his head: "The Ministry of Magic has never been able to manage anything. ”

From the past to the present, and into the future a hundred years from now, the Ministry of Magic has had little power to discipline wizards. If freedom produces creativity, and intensification produces productivity, then the Ministry of Magic produces nothing. Dark mages one after another, wizarding wars one after another, the relationship between wizards and Muggles never went in a good direction, and eventually a global catastrophe caused the transcendents to intervene.

"Not to mention the bad things about the Ministry of Magic, they just lost Minister Glogan Stamp, and the current Acting Minister Sputt Lupin can't stop the scene. Who will take over as Minister of Magic has become a pot of porridge. "Longbottom has already killed the chicken leg and is toiling on the honey quiche. "Don't you want to know something else?"

"yes, what's the other thing?" asked Tolkien hurriedly.

"Hey, this has something to do with you. Longbottom raised his eyebrows: "Someone ventured into the Forbidden Forest and captured a house-elf, and it is said that he was the culprit who attacked the cram students." I never thought a house elf would do such a thing!"

"Where did you hear that?" Zhao Mai was a little strange, didn't Dumbledore say that it would be kept secret for the time being? he hadn't said it to anyone, and Dumbledore didn't seem to be a talkative person.

"I listened to what Professor Binns said when he talked to Ms. Albela. Longbottom looked at them and said, "Oh, you shouldn't have seen Professor Binns, after all, you only have one Dumbledore teacher now. Professor Binns is a ghost who teaches the history of magic. When Ellebella woke up, she was worried that the bad guy who attacked her would come out again, so she went to inquire about it every day. Although Professor Binns was a ghost, and he looked cold on the surface, he was actually quite kind, and inquired about the news and went out of his way to tell Elle Bella. ”

"What else did you hear?" Zhao Mai asked.

"Not much. It seems that the house elf ran away and couldn't ask whose house it was. Professor Dumbledore had applied for a warrant from the Ministry of Magic, but Headmaster Deppert thought it was a waste of time and a bit of a disgrace to Hogwarts. ”

"Ran away?" Zhao Mai sighed and said, "It's a pity." It seems that we tutors still have to be careful to guard against attacks!"

"yes, you have to be careful. Longbottom saw that the two friends were in a bad mood, so he clapped his hands twice to try to cheer them on: "Otherwise, I invite you to watch the Quidditch World Cup?!"

"No, we still have to prepare for exams. Tolkien shook his head, and so did Zhao Mai. "When the exam results are out, we can really relax. ”

"It's a shame, but I understand you. Longbottom seemed to forget that he was younger than the two opposites, but said in a "senior" attitude: "Don't be nervous during the exam, otherwise it will affect your performance." My experience is that having a piece of chocolate candy in your mouth during an exam will make you more focused. ”

Neither Zhao Mai nor Tolkien had any sugar in his mouth during the Spell Exam?

Although with Dumbledore's "guarantee", Zhao Mai will not pin all his hopes on him, and some things must be done by himself. Potions class wasn't too difficult for him, and with the help of the Natural Force, psychic abilities, and some of Westeros' alchemy techniques, his success rate in crafting potions would only be higher than the exam required. Not to mention lessons such as the history of magic that rely on rote memorization, using psychic abilities to create engrams, which is the most common method used by psychic warlocks.

The flying lesson will definitely hang, because he can't get the broomstick to fly no matter how much he tries. This may have something to do with the fact that he resisted the posture of straddle it deep down, and if he was standing on a broomstick, there might be a glimmer of hope for success - but even then, it would be too much of a "discount" than standing on a flying sword. Zhao Mai can use his psychic ability to grab the broom alone, but he can't add himself to fly into the sky. You can only use a broom in flying lessons, and you can't transform into a bird, so you must have lost this score.

This part of the score is gone, and if you want to pass, you can't lose the score in the Charms class anymore. Zhao Mai thought of a way, just like all students who will have problems in the exam, ready to "fool" the past. Since psychic abilities, combined with the Force of Nature, can mimic the effects of most spells, all that's left is to make that imitation unnoticeable.

"What do you want me to help with?" Tolkien thought he had misheard, so he asked, "You want me to intersperse another spell with one spell?"

Zhao Mai nodded: "Which spells to test in the Charms class are basically determined, I hope you can help me find a way to insert the spell of McCamie into the spell." No matter which spell I chant, there will be McCammee in it. ”

"What's the use of that?"

Zhao Mai waved his wand, "McCamie"! The wand glowed, and at the same time, Zhao Mai used his psychic ability to hold up a book next to him. "Look, as long as they think I'm reciting Yugadim Leviosa, and I'm actually using McCammer and the other abilities, I've succeeded in imitating the levitation spell, right? You're a linguist, so it shouldn't be hard to interject pronunciation, right?"

"It's not that it's not difficult, it's difficult!" said Tolkien, "that you do this no different from creating a language, you have to completely dismantle the spell and reorganize it, the key is to deceive the ear." ”

"Hard?"

"Thankfully, I've done something similar before. Tolkien suddenly laughed. He raised an eyebrow and said, "I've been trying to create a language with beauty as the only goal. I've got some foundation for dismantling all kinds of pronunciations. Mike, don't worry, give me a week and I'll give you a few plans, and you can try which one works. After all, this is a spell, not an ordinary word. (To be continued.) )