It took little effort for Owen to find a group of students at Durmstrang School of Magic.

As a talented Bulgarian chaser, Krumke is still a sixth-year student at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—he's a seventh-year student this year.

Can you imagine how many young wizards from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will come to England to watch this Quidditch final?

Owen didn't know.

But if it's up to the Gryffindors.

If the final team is England.

The Seeker was Harina - I guess they'd have to party all night for a week.

Then the whole house ran to cheer on Harry.

Even Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw will be on the move.

As for Slytherin, they might have to go to England, but they wouldn't be applauding Harry.

You can probably imagine how many of these Bulgarians were students of Durmstrang!

They were almost the largest school of witchcraft and wizardry present outside of Hogwarts.

"Hey, there's a fight going on over there."

Near a tent of the Bulgarians.

Owen's ears were clearly filled with a few words of English with a strange tone.

As a school of witchcraft and wizardry registered with the Federation, Durmstrang has the right to enroll students throughout Europe.

Unlike Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Ilvermorny, which have relatively fixed nationalities, Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has students from several European countries.

So they also use several languages.

However, it is mainly German and English.

As for the French language

Germans still have to learn French?

It's a joke!

"It looks like Hogwarts and Beauxbatons are fighting, and Ilvermorny's people are watching!"

It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old wizard in a fur cloak and blood-red robes.

He has the characteristic blond hair of the Germanic people.

On the chest robe is a coat of arms that resembles a shield, the background is light green, embroidered with a red skeleton goat, and two phoenix saddles sit on either side of the horns.

The dark green flag at the top was clearly tattooed with the words Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Of course, what was even more surprising was that almost all of the students had a necklace of the Deathly Hallows around their necks.

It seems that while his grandfather's fear spread in Europe was feared by countless people, in the new era, it has become something that young wizards are proud of, after all, except for Grindelwald, no dark wizard has the ability to drive the Federation to the edge of a cliff and unite all of Europe against him alone.

Such a legendary story makes people's blood boil when they hear it.

"The British and the French? And that bunch of idiot Americans? Another short-haired wizard came out of the tent.

He stood there and glanced into the distance.

Then a disdainful smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Humph! It's just a child's house. ”

"Just them, a group of flowers in a greenhouse, may not have mastered a few black arts in their lifetime."

"It's just that the three houses can fight together, but as long as Durmstrang people join the war, this boring battle will be over a long time ago."

"That's right!" The blood-red robed wizard said with the same mocking expression.

"I heard that Hogwarts doesn't teach dark arts, but something called Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"What a tattered defense!"

"Look! The Quidditch final will definitely be Krum's solo show, so do Irishmen know what Quidditch is? ”

Owen, who was the wizard of Ilvermorny on the side, stood not far from them.

My ears were full of the conversations of those two arrogant guys.

In all fairness, the little wizard at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry does have this arrogant capital.

As the only one of the three major magic schools in Europe that teaches young wizards dark magic.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, Durmstrang is indeed much stronger than the young wizards of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons.

This can be seen from the fact that they have a whole bunch of dark wizards popping up every few years.

But Hogwarts and Beauxbatons also have their own strengths.

The French are the most successful in alchemy.

And Hogwarts.

Hogwarts is the most magical, because although she may not be as strong as Durmstrang in terms of overall strength, every once in a while, a legendary wizard emerges that calls the wind and rain and threatens Europe.

Three have popped up in more than a hundred years.

5th year transfer student, Dumbledore, Voldemort.

This made Hogwarts famous throughout Europe.

On the other hand, Durmstrang is a little less famous.

The only one who is famous is Grindelwald.

This gave the school of magic a mixed reputation.

It was in recent years that a talented chaser, Krum, suddenly appeared, which brought the school back to the attention of Europeans.

It's a bit like Germany.

The reason for their accession to the European Union is to clear their name of genocide and rejoin human society.

And Krum also returned to Europe with Durmstrong, such a feat, how could his reputation in school be small?

"Hey, that little ghost over there, what are you looking at!"

Perhaps it was Owen's disdainful gaze that burned the nerves of the two Durmstrang wizards, who finally spotted the wizard in the Ilvermorny cloak not far away, looking at them with rough eyes.

Especially his expression.

Disdain is mixed with some sarcasm, and there is more indifference in the sarcasm.

It's really a big fire.

"Look at the two idiots, pointing out the country there, and don't pee to take a picture of how many pounds and taels you have!"

"What did you say!" The two burly Durmstrang wizards immediately drew their wands and walked towards Owen.

Look at the momentum.

Owen dared to assert.

If either of them punches themselves, they'll probably get to their knees———— crying out for him not to die.

Ahem - that muscle, that line, that curve, just for real men

Look at yourself again - Owen looked down at his thin arms and legs.

Although it's not too thin, and it's quite handsome. But compared to those muscular hunks, the little bit of meat on his body is not much different from nothing.

Unfortunately, this is not his original world.

The wizarding world is about magic, not muscle.

Otherwise, how dare he stand still?

Wouldn't it be too early to run, walk the dog with obstacles, and then turn around and spit out the fragrance while running!

"I said." Owen was about to continue taunting these two guys with figures that men would envy.

It's just that when he looks sideways and subconsciously looks around.

Suddenly, a familiar figure came into his sight.

Not far from them, next to a tree.

The boy, who also had blond hair, was staring at them with great interest.

Look at him—leaning against a tree, looking leisurely, arms crossed, and a contemptuous smile on his face.

There are also two attendants by his side.

One is tall and one is fat, which is very conspicuous.

It simply wrote a few words on his face that he was coming to me for trouble.

"Watching a play?"

Owen's gaze slipped to the stinky boy, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the words that were about to blurt out in his mouth instantly changed content.

"I should have taught you a lesson with my own hands, but look at you like this." His eyes looked up and down the muscles of the two macho men.

Suction ( ̄ ii ̄; After a while, he continued with a normal face: "I guess my brain is full of muscles, and I haven't learned a few magic or anything at all. ”

"Maybe you can't even beat the little Hogwarts wizards over there."

"Hey!" Owen spread his hands and said kindly: "I don't do anything to people with disabilities, intellectual disabilities are also a kind of disabilities!" ”

"Hey! The blonde little deflated three over there. These two idiots are up to you! ”

Say it!

Suddenly, a gray spell passed by him.

Owen dodged easily.

Then the ridicule at the corners of his mouth became even more intense.

"No wonder Durmstrang is out of the dark wizard, this sneak attack has a hand!"

"Shut up!" The two wizards who were provoked to anger glared at Owen angrily, while Draco on the side was also unjustifiably affected, and more Durmstrang wizards came out of the tent.

And he was in the midst of the hostility of those people.

"Ouch! Dare not do it! Aren't you Durmstrang who specialize in training dark wizards? ”

"Could it be ————," he said, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His gray eyes with some green spots stared at the two muscular hunks unscrupulously.

"Bulgaria! I know. Babes! Babes! Fake~~~! I know, you two."

"This is the UK, I won't discriminate against you, everyone has the right to pursue their own love, even if the other party - ahem - I know that this is a little difficult for ordinary people to accept. But believe me, in another twenty years, you will be the right vanguard of the chosen one, and no one will dare to point fingers at you. ”

Owen, who had an expression on his face that you know, was really disgusted by those two Bulgarian muscular hunks.

I don't know why, they obviously don't understand what Owen is saying.

But I understood what he meant from the look in his eyes.

"You're looking for death!"

"Rip his mouth!"

"What are you doing with so much nonsense! Demon Flame Attack~"

As he spoke, the grumpy Bulgarian Demon King threw a black magic directly at Owen.

Unlike the fierce fire, the black flame, Owen did not perceive a very strong aura of destruction and death, but it had a very clear smell of curse.

Obviously, if he was burned by this kind of flame, the unknown curse would attach to the wound, and he didn't know the exact effect, but it definitely wouldn't be good.

"Oops! I've seen a lot of things, and I don't know how many pairs of real men I've seen come together. ”

He did see a lot of them.

"Like you, you have to boldly show your love to each other!"

"Confide in the other person. Showing their love. ”

While giving the other party a sincere idea, Owen, who walked around in a circle with his legs, did not fight back, mainly for fear of directly calling them to death.

"Bravely pierce the window paper and embrace love and freedom."

The sound of Owen's laughter on the grass echoed in the ears of the two Bulgarians.

The two of them's faces turned black.

It's about giving yourself another layer of politically correct buffs

"Shut up~~~"

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"Young Master, that strange wizard is running towards us."

Goer's humble voice gasped.

On the other side, Owen's figure is indeed getting closer and closer to Malfoy watching the play in the woods.

"I'm not blind!" Malfoy drew his wand, changing the expression he had just whispered.

Because he found that the group of blood-red robed wizards around him looked at him more and more dangerously.

"Damn it!" Although Draco has always had an IQ that is not online.

But this time, he could still see that the wizard of Ilvermorny was deliberately luring the flames of war to him.

"Yo, isn't this Malfoy? How many days have I not seen you bald again? Owen, who had already run in front of Lacco, said with a smile.

"You? Do I know you? ”

"What do you say! We're best friends! Owen locked Draco's shoulder with one hand.

And at that moment, Draco finally saw the true body of the person in front of him through the illusion spell.

"Damn it, it's you!"

"That's right, it's me!"

Oak, mission accomplished.

When Malfoy said this, it meant that Owen's purpose had been achieved.

Then he smiled wickedly and stared ghostly at Draco.

"So we're really best friends!"

"What do you want to do, Sanchez!" Draco's face darkened, a quick flash of trepidation in his eyes.

"What for?" Owen patted him on the shoulder, "Of course, it's for you to exercise!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted his right foot and kicked Malfoy's ass hard.

Kicked the others directly in front of the angry Durmstrang wizards.

"Come on! My friend! Fight them! Make a name for yourself today! Today! ”

"Make a name for yourself, uncle!"

Owen laughed.

Draco was annoyed.

Even if he's really a fool, it's time to react.

That bastard of Sanchez, treat him like a thug!

And then in a loud voice, the sound of Ma Farke. Draco ushered in a storm of Durmstran.

Looking at Draco, who was struggling to hold up the Iron Armor Charm.

Owen laughed.

Can you watch your uncle's play casually?

If I don't give you some Colour to see, you really don't have a long memory!

On either side, Malfoy's handsome henchmen stood still, completely oblivious to what they were supposed to do now.

Owen turned his head to look at Goyle and Crabbe, and asked in a flirtatious tone, "You know when Hogwarts was the first in Europe!" ”

The two fools came back to their senses and shook their heads blankly.

"Today!"

"!! Today"

With that, he raised his leg and kicked at the two Hanhan, one for each of them. Kicked them straight in front of Draco's heels.

"You two idiots still know about it!" Draco said furiously!

Just now, he even thought that these two people would abandon him and choose to run away!

Although there is a fire in my heart.

But there was a strange, high-spirited light in Draco's eyes.

Just now, he took advantage of the gap between the attacks of the other party's wizards, threw out a few spells, and easily knocked down several wizards.

This made Draco's eyes widen instantly.

These Durmstrang wizards, how

Why is it so weak?

The combat effectiveness is not as good as that broken special?

Xu was at Hogwarts and had spent too much time being beaten by Harry. This has led to a deep misunderstanding of Draco's strength.

There are so many people who are better than him in school.

Even if he begged Snape to teach him a few spells, it was a little difficult for him to fight Harry and Ron, who had been trained by Owen, even Hannah and Justin.

He also bullied and bullied Colin and Ginny who were a year below him.

Or Neville, who is seriously unconfident in his own strength.

The rest of the people, one by one, can't beat them.

Draco had almost gotten depressed since learning about it.

Especially when he found out that his father Lucius had put a lot of energy into Owen Harry and them, the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world grew stronger.

If it weren't for his mother, Narcissa's constant encouragement, our arrogant Draco might have been gone.

But now, everything has changed.

Because Draco suddenly realized that he seemed to be quite strong.

At least there are so many people on the other side, and the pressure on him is not as big as that damn Sanchez alone!

Young Master Malfoy, who was about to go bald, immediately regained his confidence and became himself.

During the scuffle, Owen was also targeted by several Durmstrang wizards.

However, needless to say, their level is not enough, the dish is not enough, and it can barely be called water!

It's that kind of magic spell that is flying around, but both the accuracy and the power are almost dead, except for the black flame released by the strong big brother at the beginning. All that's left is stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Owen could feel that this group of Durmstrang wizards were indeed stronger than the Hogwarts wizards in dark magic, but they had a sense of greed and chewing on their spells, and they were not skilled in using the mess of attack spells and curses, and the real lethality was not as good as Harry's disarming charm.

It's no wonder that Malfoy's half-man has been able to go unbeaten for so long.

You know, that guy gets a few spells, in addition to those boring mischief spells, which are standard Defence Against the Dark Arts like Iron Armor, Disarm, Petrification, and Stuna.

Maybe Snape had taught him some powerful spells, but not so much as to teach him Bladeless.

Malfoy of this level, under the siege of so many Durmstrang wizards, is enough to show that the key to winning wizarding duels is not dark magic, and the trick in wizarding duels is to defeat the most powerful enemies with the least magic and the most suitable spells like Professor Flitwick.

This is also why powerful spells like those in ancient magic will be lost, because by the time you finish muttering a large number of spells and bothering to use the world-destroying spells, the opponent has already ended the duel with a disarming spell or petrification spell.

With such an easy way to win, naturally no one was stupid enough to learn those ancient magics, and those magic slowly disappeared into the long river of history.

"Damn, what's wrong with those Nordic madmen. Why attack us! On the other side, the group of Ilvermorny wizards who were watching Hogwarts fight Beauxbatons were suddenly sinned. Spells from Durmstrang rained down on them.

And that's exactly what Owen wanted to see.

He walked leisurely with the Durmstrang wizard who had dogs stained with him like plaster, and quietly leaned into the crowd of Ilvermorny.

When he blended into the crowd, he quickly lifted the illusion spell and dodged into the tent next to him.

When the crowd passed, he ran out again.

"Hehe~ The curtain is gradually rising!"

(End of chapter)