Chapter 194: Collision
"Ugly?"
Jamal was watched by several eyes, and even if he had to bite the bullet.
Isn't that true? This Durmstrang student, I don't think you don't know that your school has an international reputation, right? β
What do you mean? Mr. Reese? β
"In astronomy and divination, Professor Harlenius, who taught us, has a wealth of experience in teaching, and his divination skills are very famous even in the field of international divination."
"Professor Dan Lin, who teaches Potions, once entered a vampire-controlled territory alone, cultivated magical plants that could heal vampires, and successfully developed vampire potions, saving many wizards or Muggles who suffered from vampires."
"Professor Van Sent has used the time turner to record an unknown aspect of history in the history of the dangerous past that has not been included in the history of magic today."
"Not only in terms of professors, but also in the wizarding world today, many talents come from our school, and Javier Maldonado is an excellent Defence Against the Dark Arts master and one of the best graduates of our school."
"Lady Claire Whist has also made a name for herself in the field of Potions."
"There are so many wizards from our school who are driving the development and prosperity of the wizarding world, I don't understand, Mr. Reese, what do you mean by the dark wizard processing factory?"
Miss Clendel said word by word, staring into Jamal's eyes, "Or do you have any high opinion that these people are what you call dark wizards?" β
Everyone from the Norwegian Ministry of Magic also looked at it with unkind faces.
They weren't comparable to the people President Clendell mentioned, but they were part of that school.
My alma mater was ruined like this, I can't stand it, right?
The two wizards from the Ministry of Magic of China and the Ministry of Magic of Thailand glanced at each other, and put themselves in the seats of the theater with a clear heart.
It doesn't seem like they need to be from the Ministry of Magic, just that little girl can solve the problem perfectly.
Professor Lottie and Professor McGonagall felt the same way, and looking at the downcast, calm and rational President Clendel, Professor McGonagall suddenly seemed to see another wizard like Albus appear in front of her.
The director of the Department for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic stared at the middle-aged wizard in front of him with a grim face, and before he could speak, he saw several wizards break in.
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The person who came was the director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters of the Danish Ministry of Magic.
Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Ministry of Magic, Iceland.
Minister of Magic of Sweden.
Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, Director of the Department of Magical Sports.
and several Durmstrang students.
The Swedish Minister of Magic, a bearded man, took a wand as thick as his fingers, stepped over the crowd, stared at the wizard with a sneer, and snorted.
"I thought some kind of bull ghost and snake god was looking for Durmstrang's bad luck here."
Although the Ministry of Magic of the Nordic countries may have internal strife, they can also unite and become a powerful force when others provoke them.
"Auror International Training Organisation? Something I've never heard before, how? Are you planning to provoke us in the Nordic realms to think that our magic school is clean of dark wizards? β
The Minister of the Swedish Ministry of Magic was obviously a rare rectum, and his voice was loud as if it could lift the roof of the venue, which made many people around him turn their attention away from it.
Jamal's face became more and more unsightly.
He suddenly regretted why he had come.
But thinking of his purpose, he could only grit his teeth and subconsciously glance at Professor McGonagall.
But Professor McGonagall stared at President Clendell thoughtfully, completely oblivious to her former student's gaze.
Jamal: "......"
Jamal gritted his teeth and looked back at President Clendel.
Zhang He and the black-clothed Azan stood on both sides of President Clendell on the left and right, silently acting as a faΓ§ade for their own president.
One is a sorcerer from Huaxia, the other is a sorcerer from Thailand, and the heads of the ministries of magic of the two countries are also watching from a short distance, it is completely impossible to fight, and he is estimated to be beaten by a group of people if he wants to fight.
So, Jamal said loudly: "Your dark arts education has taught so many dark wizards, aren't you going to be responsible for it?" β
"And your professor of dark arts, Durmstrang openly educates dark arts, which is one of the reasons why dark wizards are proliferating these days, right? As a wizard who has fought on the front lines of the Dark Wizards, I can be sure that the Dark Wizards with an orthodox heritage are definitely more dangerous than those Wild Wizards. β
"Not only would this jeopardize the safety of many ordinary wizards, but even the Ministry of Magic's agency dealing with these dark wizards would be quite a headache."
"So, what do you want to sign? Don't agree with Durmstrand's philosophy of black magic education? β
The Minister of the Swedish Ministry of Magic looked at him with a foolish look on his face and was unceremoniously, "Have you read the International Education Law?" Or are you an expert here? Who can you represent? β
Jamal choked when asked, and he looked at the Swedish Minister of Magic, whose arms were as thick as his neck, and looked very oppressive, not to mention the wands they were holding.
Although not every member of the Ministry of Magic is very good at magic, this one from the Swedish Ministry of Magic is definitely the top in magic duels.
The head of the Swedish Ministry of Magic used to be a wizard who retired from the front line of the battle against the dark wizards, so although he is already the head of the Ministry of Magic of a country, some habits still can't be changed.
"But that one is also from Durmstrang......"
Jamal subconsciously shouted, "Don't you think there is a problem with the educational philosophy of this school?" If there is another ......"
"What, do you think there's something wrong with our school's educational philosophy?"
Suddenly, a slightly immature voice of doubt abruptly interrupted what Jamal was about to say.
President Clendell looked to the side, and the blonde boy appeared, untold how long he had been watching.
"I didn't know, Mr. Reese doesn't have much ability, it's quite surprising that he has a heart for the world's major affairs."
Professor Malfoy, who had been watching the excitement for so long, finally came out.
Calurine behind him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It's finally out."
The first time Caroline saw Professor Malfoy, her first reaction was to feel at ease, and then Caroline thought that someone was probably going to be unlucky.
"Cotton, they went to the Ministries of Magic in other Nordic countries, it seems like a bit of a redundancy."
President Clendell alone, the wizard named Reese couldn't take it anymore.
Plus an even more heavyweight Professor Malfoy......
Poor wizard, bless yel.
"Director Strick."
"Minister Ngoncombe, it's been a long time since I've seen you......"
After greeting several of the Ministry of Magic executives he knew, Professor Malfoy walked over to President Clendell and looked at the wizard in front of him with a smile.
"Mr. Reese, do you think there's anything wrong with our teaching philosophy?"
"Little wizard?" Jamal frowned.
"It seems that Mr. Reece is not very well-informed, so it would be better for me to introduce myself." Ranko looked around, "I'm Durmstran's Dark Arts Professor, Ranko Malfoy, and it's a pleasure to meet you. β
"Ranko Malfoy?" James's face changed, "You're Durmstrang's professor of dark arts?" β
"As you can see." "But I'm a little more curious, Mr. Reese, and I don't quite understand what you're trying to say. β
"First he criticized our school as a dark wizard processing factory, and then he talked about the teaching philosophy of our school, and even used Grindelwald as an example to arouse other people's emotions......"
Professor Malfoy smiled, "May I assume that you, Mr. Reese, are planning to confront our school head-on in order to prove that our teaching philosophy is wrong?" β
Against a school of magic?
Not to mention a wizard, a country's Ministry of Magic may not have this ability.
Jameston was caught in a dilemma,
"I just think that your school does have a problem with the teaching philosophy, should you even prohibit the right to raise objections?"
"Naturally not." Ranko spread his hands, "If it's a legitimate opinion, our school will naturally think about it seriously." β
Suddenly, his voice turned cold, "But if it's illegal, or if it's a very immoral method......
"My personal opinion, well, I don't speak for the school."
"As a professor of dark arts, I have the responsibility and obligation to make wizards who don't know how to speak think about what to say and what not to say."
"What do you mean?!" James's eyes rolled, and his heart was a little flustered.
If Durmstrang is really good at dealing with him......
"Of course, this is just my personal opinion." Ranko suddenly returned to his softer tone, as if the cold voice did not come from him.
"The school won't pursue a wizard because of dissenting voices, so don't worry."
"And as our Miss Clendell just said, although our school is compared to Grindelwald, a wizard who caused an uproar in the wizarding world, it doesn't mean that our school is what you say, the dark wizard's processing factory."
More than 90% of the pure-blood wizards in the Nordic countries are from Durmstrang, this proportion is not to say, most of the top figures in various fields in the Ministry of Magic are wizards with family inheritance, hundreds of years, thousands of years of history
The school was not so idle, and the ones that Professor Danlin had to deal with had been done a long time ago through cooperation with the Icelandic Ministry of Magic.
Now all that remains are small fish and shrimp, and there is no need to take it to heart.
"But ......" Ranko's voice suddenly lengthened, and he turned his head to look at President Clendell.
"Miss Clendel, what do you think should be better done for the harm he has done to you?"
Hurt, hurt?
James, who had already retreated, opened his mouth.
"Mental injury, as soon as you came out, you talked nonsense to my students, didn't you see that my students were all said to be crying?"
Say crying?
Zhang He turned his head to look at his own president, but saw that the president was crying without what Professor Malfoy said.
What's going on?
Zhang He was dumbfounded, and James was also dumbfounded.
President Clendell lowered his head and said nothing.
Those who don't know don't know what happened to President Clendel.
Although such a little girl was sharp and toothy before, after their professor arrived, she still felt wronged.
"Yes, after all, she's just a little girl."
Some wizards were said to be like this, and they thought of it with emotion in their hearts.
"So, how are you going to compensate our little girl for the mental damage?"
Ranko asked Jamaes.
"I'm just ...... with this wizard"
"Friendly exchanges? Do you want to say that our school is a "friendly exchange" like a dark wizard processing factory? β
"This ......"
"Okay, I see."
Ranko nodded, "Since Mr. Reese is highly skeptical of the dark arts education system that our school conducts, then as the professor of dark arts in our school, I have to make a statement. β
"I remember, you seem to be the founder of some kind of international Auror training organization? Well, listening to the name, it seems that there is an inextricable connection with the British Ministry of Magic. β
Ranko's gaze swept over a striking pink not far away, then turned his head back to look at Jamais.
"We do have a training program with the British Ministry of Magic."
The Auror office in the UK is also quite well-known internationally.
To be precise, what James is doing is to train wizards who want to join the Auror Office, and help them join the front line against the Dark Wizards.
Not for professional Auror training.
In the end, it was a lot of tricks.
"Is that so?" Ranko shrugged noncommittally, then said, "In that case, looking at Mr. Reese's previous attitude and rhetoric, you seem to have a unique opinion on the dark arts?" β
"Yes." Speaking of this, James suddenly had a hint of confidence.
"That's good."
Ranko nodded, "Then I believe that you won't refuse the fair duel I proposed, Mr. Reese, right?" β
"What are you?"
The Swedish Minister of Magic stood with the other heads of the Ministry of Magic, and suddenly couldn't figure out why the topic had changed so quickly.
"Since someone is questioning Durmstrang's education in the dark arts, the school responds with just how hard their fists really are."
Stricker said.
There is no problem with questioning and the school accepts any suggestions.
But when it comes to something impolite, then a shouting letter from Professor Durmstrang Dark Arts will also come unexpectedly.
"Dark Arts vs Defence Against the Dark Arts, a fight between Durmstran's Black Arts professor and a wizard from the International Auror Training Organization."
Although the reason is right, at first glance, Durmstrang is very bullying.
So, Professor Malfoy wasn't going to play himself.
"Mr. Hollen, I'm going to trouble you next."