On the third day after the Christmas vacation, Hogwarts welcomed a large number of foreigners and Ministry of Magic staff early in the morning.
Even Fudge, as a minister, took time out of his busy schedule to personally receive these distinguished guests who came from all over Europe.
Especially wizards with a certain status in the Wizengamot, the International Federation of Wizards, the Merlin Order, and other organizations, so that he did not dare to show even the slightest slightest indifference. He was always there with a smile almost the whole time, without any trace of British magic.
Minister's airs.
Because compared with these powerful and successful seniors, Fudge can only be regarded as a slightly promising junior at best.
Whenever he sees these wizards with extremely high status and reputation in the magical world surrounding Dumbledore, his heart, which has been corrupted by power, is full of envy and jealousy, and he also longs for one day to get all this.
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It's a pity that when these people discuss professional knowledge about esoteric spells, potions, alchemy, etc., he can't get in the middle of the conversation.
Obviously, in the world of wizards, power is often far less useful than strong personal strength and profound professional knowledge, and it is more respected.
So many unexpected visitors undoubtedly triggered heated discussions among the students.
Especially those junior students who didn't know anything were looking around to find out what happened that attracted so many foreigners and the British Minister of Magic.
"Do you know? I just heard someone say that the reason why these people came to Hogwarts is to discuss with Principal Dumbledore about organizing the Quidditch League. Maybe next semester, we will not only
Competitions are held between the four schools, but also with other magic schools in Europe."
Ron pretended to be mysterious and shared the news he had heard with the other first-year students in Gryffindor.
"Really?!" Harry's eyes shone slightly.
But unfortunately, before Ron could reply, Hermione, who was sitting next to her reading a book, couldn't help but interrupt: "Of course it's false!
Use your brains to think about it. If you really want to hold a Quidditch League with other magic schools in Europe, how will you solve the venue problem?
Which house will represent Hogwarts?
What should the other three teams do?
Most importantly, do you think that a mere Quidditch match between students will bring so many important members of the Wizengamot, International Federation of Wizards, Merlin and other organizations to personally attend?
Don't be stupid!
There are a lot of people here that even the Quidditch World Cup wouldn't be able to invite."
"Then what do you think is going on?" Ron asked very unconvinced.
"All these people are here for Soth. Today is the first of five classes he has agreed with the Ministry of Magic to teach the techniques of making magic scrolls." Hermione gave the correct answer angrily.
"Going to...class? But he's still just a student!" Ron's mouth opened in disbelief.
Looking at the stupid guy in front of her, Hermione couldn't help but sigh slightly and explained: "Soss is not an ordinary student, but he invented and created such an epoch-making product as the magic scroll in the first grade.
You must know that before this, no wizard could store spells in an extremely cheap way for emergencies.
Based on this alone, his name will appear in the history of magic sooner or later.
Moreover, Soss also exchanged alchemy with Dumbledore's friend Nico Flamel, the maker of the only Philosopher's Stone in the world.
The latter even gave him his lifelong research notes, including detailed steps for making the Philosopher's Stone.
Now tell me, do you think he is still just a student like you and me?"
Instantly!
Ron's poor self-esteem suffered a 10,000-point blow. He was suddenly unable to utter a single word, and his face turned red, not knowing whether it was anger or shame.
Just when Harry wanted to say something to ease his friend's embarrassment, George, one of the twins, suddenly ran over from a short distance away and handed Hermione a card with a beautifully printed pattern. At the same time, he lowered his voice and said, "This is
Tickets for the Charms classroom later. Don’t tell anyone about it. You know, Fred and I spent a lot of effort to get this thing."
"Where did you get it from?!" Hermione was obviously frightened.
You must know that anyone who holds this kind of card is basically either an official of the Ministry of Magic or a wizard from other countries.
If it goes wrong, it will cause a very serious diplomatic problem, and you may have to go to Azkaban for a few years.
"Hehe, don't worry, we are not stupid enough to attack those targets who are easy to cause trouble. In fact, we secretly forged this ticket, but I have tried it just now, and the guy guarding the door has nothing to do with it.
I couldn't tell." George's eyes flashed with pride.
Of course, he has every reason to be proud of his ability to deceive a group of adult wizards.
You must know that it is not an ordinary card, but a large number of magic items with anti-counterfeiting marks and identification.
"Damn it! You guys are really crazy! If you want a ticket, wouldn't you just ask Soth for one?"
Hermione obviously couldn't understand the brain circuits of the twin brothers.
But George responded indifferently: "Soth is already busy enough now. He will have to stand on the podium to deal with dozens of very famous wizards. We don't want to add extra pressure to him. In short, this
You can use the admission ticket with confidence. Remember, the location is the Charms classroom and it starts at nine in the morning."
After saying this, he winked mischievously, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor on the right without turning his head.
There is no doubt that this "false certificate" caused Hermione considerable trouble.
On the one hand, she really wanted to listen to what Zuo Sihui would say in class, but on the other hand, she was afraid of being caught, and her tangled brows were knitted together.
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Just as the girl was hesitating, Professor McGonagall suddenly walked out from the corner and handed the girl a real admission ticket: "Here, this is what Soth asked me to hand over to you."
"For me?!" Hermione suddenly looked surprised.
"That's right. I hope you can sit in the corner and keep quiet the whole time after entering. Because there will be many respected wizards like Principal Dumbledore attending, and I don't want to see you giving Hogwarts and Granville
Findor College is in disgrace." Professor McGonagall warned in a serious tone.
Hermione nodded hurriedly: "Understood! I promise to only wear my ears and not my mouth, and I will never make any sound."
"Very good. This is a very good learning opportunity. I hope you can take advantage of it. You must know that among the students in the school, you are the only one qualified for admission."
Professor McGonagall obviously didn't notice that the girl had a fake one in her hand, and quickly turned around and left after giving away the ticket.
After all, so many people suddenly came to Hogwarts, and she was quite busy and had no time to pay attention to these little ones.
When Professor McGonagall completely walked away, Hermione let out a long breath, immediately threw the fake ID that George gave you to the trash can aside, and happily held the real ticket towards her.
Walking to the Charms classroom.
But the girl didn't know that as soon as she walked away, Harry stared blankly at the card in the trash can. It took a full minute before he couldn't help but ask: "Ron, do you want to listen to Soss?"
Class?"
"No! I don't understand it anyway."
Ron is obviously losing his temper.
"In that case, I won't be polite with this ticket."
Harry picked up the fake ID from the trash can without saying a word.
He had personally experienced the convenience of magic scrolls, so he was very interested in this magic technology.
As a result, Ron could only watch in a stunned state as his best friend abandoned him and walked straight towards the direction of the Charms classroom.
Ten minutes later, when Hermione discovered that several students, including Harry and the Weasley twins, had openly used "false certificates" to deceive the Ministry of Magic staff guarding the door, and then walked in swaggeringly, her jaw dropped.
I was almost shocked.
She could not believe in her dreams that these guys were so bold.
And the girl also noticed that when Professor McGonagall saw this scene, there was naked and undisguised anger in her eyes.
If the Minister of Magic and many distinguished guests weren't present, she would probably rush over and grab these little bastards by their ears and carry them out one by one.
But unfortunately, Professor McGonagall can only think about it now and has no way to put it into practical action.
Not only her, but also many people noticed that a few extra students appeared out of thin air.
After all, teenagers stand out as much as they want among a group of middle-aged and elderly people.
Fortunately, George and Fred, who have always been very nervous, noticed in time that something was not right in the atmosphere, and hurriedly dragged a group of classmates who had sneaked in with false certificates into a corner and kept silent.
Obviously, this is not a place where they can have fun or mess around as they imagined.
In particular, Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes are inherently a huge deterrent to bad students who like to be naughty and troublesome.
Just when the twins and other students began to hesitate to sneak away, the entire classroom suddenly became quiet.
To be continued...