At the start of a new semester, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts has been replaced, perfectly perpetuating the curse of the position - every teacher doesn't last more than a year. Old Bee also tried to ask Favenir if he could teach the students a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, but Fafnier refused—"I'm not interested in the three unforgivable spells of this world, and there are as many spells as the sea of stars than them, and a thing that is a weakened version of the Finger of Death has nothing to defend against." You can just use alchemy to make an exemption amulet. Hey, it's a business.......... but it's a pity that you can't change money. ”

Fafnier wrote and drew with a quill on parchment, and soon filled a roll of parchment. He then put on his top hat and hunting cloak, rolled up the parchment paper into his inner pocket, and went straight to Diagon Alley with the fireplace Floo net. Fafnir wandered around Diagon Alley until he reached the front of a rather large magic shop, where he stepped in and rang the bell to find the owner.

Fafnir lowered the brim of his hat, the magic effect on it covering his face, and he handed the parchment roll directly to the shopkeeper, "Fifty gold gallons, this is yours." The innkeeper glanced at Fafnier, gave up any further probing of the guest's face, opened the parchment and looked at it carefully.......

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to quickly pull out a money bag and place it in front of Fafnier, without asking a word more. "Cheerful boss...... You can do your own business with confidence......." Favenier tossed the money bag in his hand, did not open it to check it, said a word to the shopkeeper, nodded the brim of his hat, and then turned and walked out of the store.

In almost a week's time, the anti-death amulet was spread all over the market—almost simultaneously spreading to the entire world......... Avada's life is completely slagmed, and a small crudely crafted amulet that costs one silver sik and costs one copper nat can completely exempt the prestigious "powerful" deadly spell......

It was like a bolt from the blue to the Death Eaters, but Voldemort didn't feel anything - he was so confident in his magical prowess, "Our opponents can't use this spell anymore!

The difference between Death Eaters and ordinary wizards is that they dare to use the three unforgivable curses recklessly, and at the same time, they have a much lower limit on torturing and killing a person than normal wizards.

The price of a silver sike is that almost everyone in the wizarding world can afford to buy one, so after a month, it is commonplace for all wizards to carry a death talisman on their bodies - some people, such as Neville, have bought at least a dozen to avoid forgetting to carry such a trivial matter.

The Death Eaters still had at least a few torture spells to use, and they also had a variety of demonic weapons at their disposal that could give their victims the last blow. But all this Faveniel didn't care at all, he looked at the students in Hogwarts Castle, humming a little tune in his mouth.

This year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was taught by an old-fashioned and delusional victim, and Alastor Modi, an occupational diseaser, took the podium to demonstrate the Dark Arts to the students. "What a contradiction.......... Faviniel naturally knew that this Modi was a fake, but why say it.

Dumbledore didn't know why, and in that year he approved the proposal to reopen the Goblet of Fire Wizard War, "Should I say he's old and confused?" Favenir actually received the old bee in the castle more than once during the holidays, and also knew that he had been running around throughout the holiday - for a "rumor" that Voldemort had been resurrected. Dumbledore is still in the old-school style - believing that a warrior who has been assured of prophecy can unite some righteous people to solve the problem - relying on his own hard work, courage and faith.........

"Now is the time for business......... Business is business. Malfoy said.

"The Bikers have rejected us again, well, I'll go and get them a good price........." Harry Potter was also telling his friends.

Potter still hadn't used the modern firearms he had already smuggled into his stronghold in the village of Hogsmeade - the guy had already set up a secret location in Hogsmeade during his weekend outings. Don't talk about Potter alone, the fraternity of all Hogwarts Roads basically has its own stronghold in Hogsmeade. Potter wasn't ready to murder a man with his own hands - he didn't even have the idea of doing so.........

When Dumbledore announced his intention to host the Goblet of Fire Wizarding Tournament at the banquet, Malfoy pouted lightly in contempt, and Potter - as in the style of their house was enthusiastic about it - the House of Lions had a passion for victory in any competitive event.........

Time flies, and almost in the blink of an eye, the day has come when the other two houses will come to Hogwarts. All the teachers and students gathered in the hall that evening – Faveniel was among them. He, like the rest of the teachers and students, looked at the sky after receiving the prompt.

A small black dot appeared in the air, and Faveniel's keen eyes saw that it was a huge horse-drawn four-wheeler, very luxuriously decorated. By the time the carriage stopped on the lawn outside, all the teachers and students had already run outside, and Hagrid looked at the four huge horses with great excitement - until he saw a huge beautiful woman coming down from the carriage...

From the Bousbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France, there are many beautiful women in it. "It's weird, is this school a girls' school?or is the French only producing female wizards?...... There are still a few males....... but they're sissy. Favenir thought to himself that the students had been fascinated by the beautiful schoolgirl walking in the lead......

It wasn't long before the Black Lake was also tumbling and a huge ghost ship arched from the bottom of the water, and after the cabin opened, a group of walked down. Some of the students who still had a love for Quidditch began to cheer - because the who walked in the head of the Durmstrang students was Krum, the Seeker of the Bulgarian National Quidditch team.

Now that the top three have arrived, the banquet is about to start - the most enthusiastic about this competition is the Lion Academy, and the bigwigs in the other three academies are now mainly thinking about business.......... "Maybe we can find an agent or partner from the mainland here?" more than one bigwig thought so.

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