Durmstrang, open-air auditorium. Yani Ktondell looked at the professors not far away, and raised an eyebrow at the gloomy wizard on the side.

"So, what's the matter with you, Mr. Bailey?"

"Heh, what are you pretending?" Coomas Bailey, whose father is the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and Deputy Minister of Magic at the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, is one of the contenders for the Minister of Magic.

Because the relationship between the two families is not good, in Durmstrang, there are professors above who can be safe for the time being, but after leaving Durmstrang, it is difficult to say.

Miss Clendel would follow her father's instructions to enter the Ministry of Magic, and so would Mr. Bailey.

The rivalry between the two may have begun at an early age, but unfortunately, Miss Clendell did not consider Mr. Bailey her imaginary enemy.

Even if their relationship is bad enough. The sorcerer with a gloomy face stared at the student council president with a double ponytail in front of him and a flat appearance, and smiled gloomily,

"Maybe when we get to the Ministry of Magic, we'll have a showdown, Clendel, and I can't wait." The student council president looked at the gloomy wizard with a puzzled expression, she pursed her lips, and just as she was about to say something, Professor Harlenius's coughing voice suddenly came from the open-air altar.

"Ahem." Professor Harlenius put his wand against his throat and tried his voice before speaking.

"Looks like everyone is here." He glanced at the students in the auditorium and said, "I'll go back and inform them when I don't come, of course, if they don't show up for a day, then I'm sorry." "You're set!

Professor Haronnius's threat didn't help, just a big tall man in the corner shuddered suddenly.

Cyrus Plivan, captain of the Durmstrang Quidditch team, had just last week used a shock spell to send Professor Merino to the infirmary, sending himself into confinement.

The man who looked at him was Professor Harlenius. And the method of supervision is very simple and straightforward, Professor Harlenius said you can sleep whenever I want, oh, if you are in which professor's class the next day...... No, you go to Professor Danlin's class, just to make up for your knowledge of potions, if you are sleepy that day, then sorry, go to heaven with my star.

So, I don't know who inspired him, but also understood the joy of confinement, Professor Harlenius left a very deep psychological shadow on Mr. Cyrus Plivan, who was devastated in his heart.

As a result, he couldn't help but shudder when he heard Professor Haronnius' calm voice.

"Okay, let's start choosing a graduation topic for this year." Professor Harlenius glanced down, not missing any detail on the face.

Professor Malfoy stood beside Professor Harlenius, and was relieved to see that Professor Harlenius was threatening his students.

Ah, Professor Harlenius, who usually only pulls his back legs, has finally started to work. Unaware of the mess going on in the mind of the Dark Arts Professor next to him, Professor Harlenius continued to raise his voice with a spell, and the students only heard Professor Harlenius say, "The first project in the seventh year is for Professor Fancent, who teaches the history of magic. Professor Vincent pulled out his wand and sent a brilliant orange light into the sky.

The students saw the light condense into a few words. Topic: The impact of witch hunting on the modern wizarding world in the Middle Ages.

''—Wizard Wizard: Robin Van Sent. ''Note: This topic involves the use of time converters, so please choose carefully.

The light flickered for a quarter of an hour, and Professor Harlenius and the others continued until the light fell.

"The second topic is in charge of Professor Danlin, who teaches the Potions class." As the vice principal, Professor Dan Lin was supposed to be the keynote speaker for this time, but she was also a member of the wizarding staff, so she had to leave the matter to Professor Harlenius.

She didn't talk too much nonsense either, her wand shook slightly, and a bright silver light rushed into the sky, condensing into a paragraph.

'Subject: Saliva toxicological analysis of the Witch Baba Monster. ''—Wizard Wizard: Winnie Kolaki Danlin.

''Note: Wu Baba Monster is a kind of magic beast that lives in the depths of the Congo Basin, mainly involving the complex terrain of the Congo Basin and the magical creatures that inhabit it.

The bright silver glow also lasted for a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating. The seventh-year wizards in the open-air auditorium were all weighing which of the two subjects would be better.

"Isn't there a third?" Some wizards already feel that it is difficult to choose either of the two. The first topic seems to be a simple matter of finding information and writing about it, but Professor Van Sent warns that when it comes to objects such as time converters, the whole project becomes extremely dangerous and uncertain.

After all, no one knows if they will be trapped in the past and never come back. The wizard will only tell you what to do, provide the necessary tools, and although safety can be guaranteed, this kind of thing that is extremely dangerous when you hear it, the professors are relieved, but most of them are not at ease.

Of course, there are a few students who simply hate history. And the second topic, it seems that it should be to study the toxicity of that kind of demonic beast, although it seems simple, it is very difficult to operate.

First of all, no one knows where that monster is in the Congo Basin, and what dangers exist there.

As members of the pure-blood family, although their family has a background, they may not be able to catch a living Wu Baba Demonic Beast, but who can guarantee that they can complete the research on those Demonic Beasts before the end of the project?

Professor Dan Lin looked kind, if they can't complete the project, delay graduation, or simply let you go to school for seven years for nothing.

Durmstrang is strict in and out. The one who comes in is the bloodline, and the one who goes out is the ability. The school never lets waste out and spoils the family atmosphere!

"Let's see, isn't there a third issue? I'd rather go to the stars every day. Some wizards whispered to their companions.

As soon as his companion was about to say something, Professor Haronnius continued, "Alright, the last subject is for Professor Malfoy, who teaches the dark arts. "Professor Malfoy?

The student who had just said that he would wait for the third subject watched as the wizard's little secret, which was no more than half his waist high, came out and cast an almost black spell into the sky.

The spell is like the most brilliant fireworks, but the pitch black is not the slightest beauty, but it makes people feel full of ominous and cursed, and it blooms.

'Topic: Horcrux crafting. ''—Advisor: Ranko Malfoy''Tips: Literally, you know it :)''What's that last look?''

A group of wizards looked at Professor Malfoy with a smile on their faces, wondering if they were mistaken?

"I shouldn't have a problem with my English, right?" The students, who had not made a sound when the first two professors released the project, were really nervous when they saw the third topic.

"Professor, are you sure you're right?" Horcruxes? The thing he was thinking? Not to mention the student, all the students who saw the subtitles stared at Professor Malfoy and Professor Danlin in disbelief.

Professor Danlin! Hurry up and manage Professor Malfoy!

"Of course, Mr. Zenoni, as you see it literally." Seeing that they were still in disbelief, Ranko's eyes widened, and he said, "Okay, it's useless to talk more, you can also choose my topic to see, maybe it's really true?" The wizard who had just spoken looked at Professor Danlin: "Professor!

Look at him! Professor Dan Lin silently pulled the hair hanging down on his forehead, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

This means that it is tacit.

"Crazy, really crazy." Some students stared at the word Horcrux, grunted, and then immediately said to Ranko: "Professor, I choose your topic!" "Horcruxes!

Horcruxes! His father and his mother wouldn't let him touch something, and Durmstrang dared to take it out and directly use it as a graduation project?

And this kind of good thing!

"Ahem." Professor Harlenius coughed again, interrupting the student's overly excited words. Professor Harlenius: Hold on, we're still here.

He looked at Professor Malfoy, who was still calm, and pouted. Come on, he's figured it out, and Malfoy doesn't care about the Horcrux's weakness flowing out.

I thought I had finally pitted this pit, but I didn't expect that there was a big pit behind a pit, and Malfoy deserved to be your Malfoy.

I want to pluck those hairs off your head.

"Okay, take advantage of today, well, we still have a lot of time, please stay in the church if you choose Professor Van Sent's topic, please go to the Potions class professor at the castle if you choose Professor Danlin's topic, and if you choose Professor Malfoy's topic, please also go to the castle's professor of dark arts, the time to choose the topic is only one day, and from tomorrow the seventh graders will officially enter the project process!" After Professor Harlenius finished his sentence, he walked briskly and pulled Professor Malfoy away.

Ranko: "??? ”

"Why are you in a hurry than me?"

"Or else?" Professor Harlenius stared at the smart, phew, scheming professor of the dark arts,

"I'm still waiting for your Horcrux subject." I'm with you this year! I'd like to see what a Horcrux is!

"Ah, is that so?" Ranko looked thoughtful,

"I didn't expect Professor Haronnius to turn your head around." Professor Halenius: ...... Go away, don't bother me to kill this dead kid!

Professor Danlin: Laugh but don't say anything. Today is all the course selection stage, so Ranko can't go anywhere for a day today, so he can only stay at the castle and make sure every seventh grade student.

"Miss Clendel." Ranko looked at the student council president with a double ponytail and was a little surprised.

"Professor Malfoy." Miss Clendell nodded at their professor of dark arts, took the letter of promise from the other, signed her name, and handed it back.

"Say hello to your father for me."

"Okay, Professor Malfoy." Miss Clendell replied fluently. When she was gone, Professor Malfoy looked at the name on the pledge and was amazed.

"I didn't expect this student council president to choose this topic as well." Professor Harlenius on the side squinted over,

"You don't know? Is there anything in this world that you don't know? ”

"There are too many such things, but I still know some things, such as Professor Harlenius, you like to watch while taking a shower......" Professor Harlenius covered Professor Malfoy's mouth, his face was quite vicious: "Shut up! He looked around and saw that no one had entered the dark arts classroom for the time being, so he asked in a low voice and gritted his teeth: "Malfoy......"

"How do I know?" Ranko slapped Professor Harlenius' hand covering his mouth, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's easy to guess, there are only a few places here that can be connected to the outside world, just pay a little attention to it......" It's strange, he only knew it when he saw the school will hold a copy of that thing in his hand before.

"But Professor Harlenius, it's better to read less Muggle magazines or something." Professor Harlenius's face flushed, and his voice grew deeper,

"Shut up! Malfoy! ”

"Ahhh Ranko was still smiling, and Professor Haronius almost didn't pull out his wand to have a serious duel with him.

"Isn't it just a car, it's not a bad thing to like Muggle things, if I have the chance, I can introduce you to someone, you two must get along."

"There is a saying that the car is a man's romance? I like it too. "I like to blow one up a day and let it fly.

Professor Halenius: ......

"You like it too?" Professor Harlenius hesitated, liking Muggle products was not common for wizards, and given the bondage of pure-blood families to their own wizards, it was in itself an insult and contempt for them to like this kind of Muggleization and its seriousness.

The wizard from the Malfoy family, who is proud of pureblood, even likes this kind of thing?

"I thought I said that." Ranko blinked, "I have a lot of property in the Muggle world, and by now, um, well, I think a lot of car manufacturers are my business." So why did he abandon his property?

Although the golden galleon is useless, who can refuse to drop the real sound of the golden galleon on the ground. Professor Harlenius also blinked: "Quite a few car manufacturers? ”

"yes, which do you prefer? Send you two?. Ranko waved his hand,

"Anyway, it's all parked and playing, where is it not put?" Professor Halenius: ...... MMP, Malfoy is still a big dog!

The big dog Ranko smiled and said: Who gave you a feeling that I am poor? Say, who gave you the illusion :)