Professor McGonagall arrived at the meeting room and looked around at the wizards around her before standing up and walking in the direction of a woman not far away.

"Minerva, long time no see."

The lady with the red wine glass was dressed in a navy blue wizard's robe, and her face was already wrinkled, and she looked very kind.

She is a Transfiguration professor at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and has a close friendship with Professor McGonagall.

"Long time no see, Lotty."

Professor McGonagall took the goblet on the table, her serious face slightly relaxed.

"It doesn't look like the pressure on our Vice Chancellor has been light lately." Professor Lottie laughed, her expression kind, "Count the days, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, Minerva, since that incident...... I'm a little nostalgic for the old days. ”

Professor McGonagall paused, not saying anything more.

What are they talking about, the most serious thing more than ten years ago is nothing more than that people who can't even mention their names are doing evil in the UK.

That incident also put a lot of pressure on the British wizarding community at that time.

"Alright, let's not talk about that." Professor Lottie put the injured cup down, glanced in the direction Professor McGonagall was walking from, and asked in surprise, "Those are the students of Durmstrong?" ”

"Speaking of Durmstrang's professors? I don't seem to see them. ”

"They're delayed, they should be there later."

"Yes......" Professor Lottie didn't dwell on the issue for long.

"Speaking of which, although our respective schools are collectively known as the three major schools of magic in Europe, in fact, Durmstrang, a school of magic in the Nordic countries, has always maintained a mysterious appearance, and I would like to meet their professors today......"

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall thought to herself, that you might as well not know each other.

The astronomy professor was fine, Professor Malfoy looked human, but one accidentally fell for him.

Professor Lotty, you don't have to be an opponent either.

"But Minerva, you should know the topic of this year's symposium, right?"

Professor Lottie withdrew her gaze from the Durmstrang students and whispered, "We've been told that this year's symposium isn't going to be discussed as usual. ”

Professor McGonagall lowered her voice as well, "Professor Dumbledore is guessing too, and those illegal wizards seem to be making a move. ”

"Did Professor Dumbledore guess that...... Also, if Professor Dumbledore knew about it, then we would be relieved. ”

Professor Dumbledore is undoubtedly a needle for most people.

"It's just that I don't know, the British Ministry of Magic tastes ......" Professor Lottie looked at the British Deputy Minister of Magic, who was chatting and laughing with several officials of the Ministry of Magic of other countries not far away, and then let out a strange laugh.

Professor McGonagall followed her gaze as well, and was speechless when she saw the man, "It's just an exception. ”

Minerva, who is also a Hogwarts-born wizard, calm down.

"Nature." Professor Lottie didn't know what to say.

The opinions of the two professors were highly unanimous, and while they waited for tonight's topic, they also took the time to chat about some situations in their respective schools.

The main discussion is about academic issues, such as how to make a disobedient little wizard quickly fall in love with the broad and profound subject of Transfiguration.

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"Minerva, you don't need to be too serious in class, and it may be a good choice to know how to relax properly."

Professor McGonagall's "What are you talking about" look made Professor Lottie laugh.

"Let me say, among the professors at Hogwarts, Minerva, you're pretty strict, well, pretty responsible."

"But some children are not unwilling to learn and have no talent, but if you push too hard, it will backfire."

Professor McGonagall nodded, she knew all this.

For example, the mischievous Wesley brothers, any professor who sees them will be eager to pull off the wizard's robes of these two to see how much contraband is hidden underneath.

"Minerva, you're just too stiff-faced, smiling more might be good for you and students."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall disagreed, but on second thought, it seemed that she did have a bit of a hatred for some wizards before.

Maybe...... Can you transform the transformation?

The Weasley brothers, who had no idea, were almost scared to death by the "gentle and commendable" Professor McGonagall.

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There are fixed seats at the venue, but most people are not in their seats right now.

Calulin stood in the corner with a few delicate snacks, and Cotton on the side held a small notebook and talked to herself.

Calulin listened curiously for a moment, and realized that it was some theoretical knowledge of charms.

"The accuracy rate of the A-class exam is 84 ......"

A, A, etc.?

Is this the world of Xueba?

The IWLS exam was still too far away from Miss Caloline, who was only in her first year, and her body had not grown enough to receive intensive spell training, so even with the permission of her professor, she would not be able to participate in a practical department such as Charms that involved a lot of spell applications.

As for other subjects, this makes a little girl who has not studied for a year go to the exam, which is somewhat frustrating.

"The IWLS exam is coming up in June." Cotton sighed, and Yin Sen came over with a few plates not far away.

"The organizers seem to be late too."

He said.

"The organizers are also late? A wizard from the International Confederation of Wizards? ”

Cotton asked.

"The organizers of the international symposium are led by international organizations, and this year's symposium is hosted by not only wizards from the International Federation, but also representatives from the International Wizengamot, and the International Magical Organization."

Yin Sen said, "And one of the organizers invited list announced this year is the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone today, Nicol Lemay, so the specifications of this year's academic symposium are incomparable to previous years." ”

Speaking of the Philosopher's Stone, Cotton understood the weight of this academic seminar.

"But what is the topic of this year's symposium?"

Even Nicol Lemay, the alchemist who had not appeared in front of everyone for many years, appeared.

"I don't know."

Yin Sen didn't know that.

"It's not light, it's not light."

Not far away, President Krendel also quietly found an inconspicuous position, and after a short rest, he found an official from the Norwegian Ministry of Magic to inquire about information.

It is impossible for the Minister of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic to hand over this kind of matter to the personnel of the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement who is opposed to him, and the people who come this time are naturally wizards from the minister's faction.

Leading the team was the director of the Department for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, and his attitude towards the eldest daughter of the minister's family was naturally quite gentle.

Faced with the lack of information due to the lack of information due to the professor's lack of attendance, he not only informed her of the information provided by the organizers, but also told her some of the information that the ministry had heard.

"The content of this seminar is mainly about the dark magic used by wizards."

Within Norway, the Saints and Death Eaters were served by Professor Malfoy not long ago, and the workload of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic's magicians was much smaller.

Throughout the wizarding world, the dangers of black magic are self-evident.

Countries have clearly stipulated the consequences of the use of black magic, and many members of the international police department under the International Wizengamot have been dealing with black magic all day long.

In addition to the new legislation that legalized the treatment of black magic, most of the wizards who openly use black magic will be called dark wizards.

As for black magic, research and discussion have been endless over the years.

But for the dark magic that is developed much faster than it can be cracked...... It's really not enough to see.

In the end, this meaningful seminar may turn into a street scolding that can only be seen in the wet market.

That's really a bit rude.

Just as President Clendell was thinking about something, a middle-aged wizard suddenly rushed in front of him.

"Durmstrang's wizard?"

The middle-aged wizard looked President Clendell up and down very impolitely, coughed twice before the director of the Department for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic went berserk, and introduced himself in a rather arrogant tone:

"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm a wizard of the International Auror Training Organization, and my name is Jamal Campbell Reese."

President Clendel felt puzzled, but nodded his head, and after greeting him, he planned to return to his place.

"This classmate, there's no need to be so rude, right?"

"Could it be that all the wizards of Durmstrang are like that? Don't your professors even know how to give it to you? It's no wonder it's called the Dark Wizard's Processing Factory! ”

His voice was a little loud, which caused many people to look at him.

When they noticed the blood-red school uniform and the school emblem that many people who paid attention to were quite familiar with, they were also stunned.

"Durmstrang?"

"Is that the wizard of that magic school?"

"Why are they here too?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen a wizard from this magic school attend an academic seminar."

"Could it be that the content of this year's academic seminar is related to this magic school?"

"Isn't that nice?!"

Many people who knew Durmstrang's name had written to Durmstrang to deliver it, and although he no longer dared to do so after being taught a good lesson, the anger in his heart could not be easily erased.

This also made some wizards look at President Clendell with more and more unkind eyes.

Jamal smirked at Wizard Durmstrang in front of him, thinking to himself what if you were a pureblood? This is the consequence of having too many enemies in such a school.

"Mr. Reese." The head of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Magic at the Norwegian Ministry of Magic stepped forward, and just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by President Krendel.

President Clendell glanced at the wizard she hadn't even remembered the name.

To be honest, she didn't bother to use this kind of trick at all.

Miss Clendell was about to speak, but she saw the black-clothed Azan from the sixth grade, and Zhang He, who was also from the sixth grade, come out of the crowd.

Behind them were a few wizards who looked very oriental.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? (Huaxia)"

The leading wizard of the Huaxia Ministry of Magic looked like he was in his thirties, and he was very kind, and his yellow and black wizard robe made him look heroic.

"What are they talking about? (Thai)"

The face of the wizard behind Azan in black was coated with some strange plant juice, which seemed to have some kind of meaning and symbolism.

At this time, the wizard of the Thai Ministry of Magic looked at everyone a little confused, and he looked completely confused.

Members of the Eastern Ministry of Magic appeared, making the scene a little quieter.

"President, he didn't bully you, did he?"

Zhang He didn't care about anyone in front of him at all, and trotted in front of President Clendell and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with an unhappy expression.

"What do you mean by bullying? I'm just trying to get to know, heh, meet the elite of Durmstrang. ”

Jamal said with a smirk.

"It's not bullying." President Clendell also said.

"Miss Zhang, do you care about what a bed bug says?"

Her voice was so small that it was only heard by a few people present.

Black-clothed Azan looked at Jamal and raised his hand slightly, a baby sat curiously on his shoulder, holding the head of Black-clothed Azan and giggling, staring at the middle-aged wizard in front of him with black eyes without blinking.

Most of Thailand's folk magic is black magic, which even international organizations have to admit is a national specialty.

Therefore, it is legal to use this kind of magic, as long as it does not endanger the lives of others.

Being stared at like this by a Kuman Thong is a little unbearable even for a wizard who is often exposed to this kind of thing.

But that doesn't stop Jamal from feeling a little angry at what President Clendell said right now.

"What happened?"

Professor McGonagall and Professor Lottie themselves were not far away, and when they saw the movement, they quickly came over, and when they saw that it was Durmstrand's student, Professor McGonagall looked solemn, and after saying a word of apology to the wizard in front of her, she quickly walked inside.

"Professor McGonagall."

Jamal, who was also from Hogwarts, naturally recognized the Headmaster of Gryffindor House.

"Mr. Reese, what are you?"

The heads of the Ministry of Magic of China and the Ministry of Magic of Thailand also walked in, and the director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic of the Ministry of Magic of Norway also stared at Jamal with unkind eyes, looking like he was eager to give him a spell first.

What's up, you're amazing, aren't you? Durmstrang provoked you? Why can any cat or dog jump on their heads now?

"I'm just telling Durmstrang's little wizard something."

Being stared at by so many "big shots", Jamal involuntarily sweated a few drops on his forehead.

Even if it's not cold right now.

"What's the point that deserves you to say such things to slander our school?"

President Clendel lowered his eyes and said, "Dark wizard processing plant? That sounds a little too ugly. ”

In the words of Professor Malfoy, you are breaking the law by doing this, you know?