Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Harry and the others ushered in Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class after squeezed pus in Herbal Medicine class, feeding Blast-tailed snails in Magical Beasts Protection class, and being mocked by Snape again in Potions class.

The Weasley brothers had told them that Moody's class was very coooool, but Harry and the others didn't expect that Alastor gave them a big blow in the first class: the three Unforgivable Curses were displayed on the spot.

Ron said the Imperius Curse, Neville said the Cruciatus Curse, Hermione said the Avada Kedavra Curse, and Moody tried them one by one.

When Moody used the Cruciatus Curse on the magnified spider, Harry and Hermione noticed that Neville was pale, his hands were clutching his desk, trembling, but he was still staring at the spider, eyes radiating They couldn't read the light, gnashing their teeth.

After class, Moody called Neville, invited him to tea and gave him a book "Mediterranean Miraculous Aquatic Plants and Their Properties". This surprised Harry and the others, because Alastor Moody didn't seem like someone who would give them books.

But soon, they had no time to think about other things, because Aristophanes' "Alchemy of Calculation" started.

At the beginning, there were quite a few people who applied. Harry and the others saw that there were many people sitting in the classroom, from all colleges. To their surprise, there were other people in Slytherin who had taken this class besides the Greengrass sisters, including Malfoy and his two followers.

However, Aristophanes treated them equally, and did not say anything when he saw unexpected students, but told them: "This course is the essence of what I have learned in the past three years. Ke Flamel came. But this class is very difficult, very difficult, and some places even go against the wizarding education you have been exposed to since childhood, but..."

As he spoke, Aristophanes picked up one of the stacks of books on the desk, on which was written ""Computational Alchemy (Part 1)", by Aristophane Flitwick".

"Isn't someone wondering why I won the gold medal in the alchemy conference? That's what I rely on. Let's do a test first, Miss Granger, please come and distribute these rolls to everyone here today. First let you see what computational alchemy is, and then decide whether to use it."

After Malfoy got the roll paper, he glanced at the title, and suddenly became sluggish: it said something like "How long will it take Tom to catch up with Mindray on a broom", "Two Mandrakes grow in the same greenhouse, with The effects of the medicines produced are very different, why? Please list more than three reasons" and other topics that he has never seen before, and he doesn't know how to start.

But he saw Harry and the others on the side pick up the quills and start writing quickly, gritted their teeth and began to write on the parchment.

Two hours passed in a flash, Aristophanes collected the papers, and quickly started grading them. After all, the papers for less than 50 students were much easier than helping the high math teacher in his previous life.

"I took a general look," Aristophanes said to the students after about ten minutes. "Most of them are not qualified, and some people even failed to answer a question. But it doesn't matter, I will ask again, some people want to quit Right? There is no punishment right now, but once the formal class starts, it will not be so easy for someone to quit."

"Professor, are the things you will teach in the next class the same as the topics on the scroll? Don't you talk about alchemy?"

Looking at the Slytherin student who asked the question, Aristophanes said: "The title of this course is 'Computational Alchemy'. Of course, alchemy will be taught, but the focus is on integrating mathematical thinking into it, rather than just following the scriptures." May's alchemy knowledge, those who only want to know about it will be disappointed. Hermione, please count the number of people who are willing to continue the class, and take a break first."

When Aristophanes taught for the second time, there were far fewer people, but Malfoy was still there, but his followers Goyle and Crabbe had disappeared.

Aristophanes nodded in satisfaction, and then asked Neville Hermione to come forward and distribute the book to the dozen or so scattered people who stayed behind.

"This is the textbook I wrote, "Computational Alchemy (Part 1)", from which you can find what I have learned from traveling around the world in the last year. North America, South America, East Asia, Africa, maybe you I will not understand, but I hope that students who are interested in alchemy will study hard, because this will be the direction of future alchemy development.

This class does not require high-strength magic power, even if you can only cast a weak fluorescent spell; but it requires you to invest a lot of time and energy. If you choose this class, you will spend a year with Hogsmeade, banquets and The date is gone, the library will be your permanent place, and staying up late to catch labor will be common. "

Harry opened the thick textbook, and unlike other textbooks, there was no magic in this book, neither moving pictures nor book covers with teeth, all he could see were densely packed letters with the formula.

"It should have been printed by the teacher in the Muggle world." Hermione whispered.

"There are two books in this set. The first volume is the foundation, and the second volume is the practice. Then I will take you to conduct a series of alchemy experiments in this classroom, but the premise is to pass my assessment."

"Okay, let's start our first class: what is computational alchemy? What is it used for? Why is it called that?"

After that, until the end of October, Harry didn't think about the scar on his forehead because he was too busy. In addition to him, the Weasley brothers, Malfoy and other students who signed up for Aristophanes' class were also the same, and Hermione didn't have time to think about her "vomit" organization anymore.

They basically meet in the library every day. Although they don't deal with each other, they don't bother each other, because Aristophanes assigns them a lot of homework, and what is painful is that Aristophanes gave everyone homework questions. They were all different, even if Harry and the others wanted to copy Hermione's, they couldn't copy it.

During these two months, it was not that there were no students who resisted, but under Aristophanes' "deducting points, repeating grades, and calling parents", these students were all persuaded. Deducting points is easy to say, but repeating a grade and calling parents really embarrass many Slytherins.

"There will be no homework for you today. The other two academies for the Triwizard Tournament will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Go back and have a good rest, and then we will continue next week." Aristophanes said in class on October 29 Tell the students.

Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and even Hermione was a little relaxed. After all, Aristophanes' class was so difficult and homework was so difficult, and he had moved from the basics of mathematics to the basics of computational alchemy. The combined lectures of mathematics, herbal medicine, and alchemy are really difficult to learn.

In the afternoon of the second day, when everyone was indifferent to class, Harry, Neville and Hermione hurried to the Gryffindor Tower, put down their schoolbags and textbooks as instructed, put on their cloaks, and rushed forward three steps in two. Go down the stairs to the foyer.

Deans of colleges are ordering their own students to line up.

"George, Fred, put your hat on," Professor McGonagall said sternly to the Weasley brothers, "Miss Patil, get that ridiculous thing out of your hair."

Frowning unhappily, Parvati removed a large butterfly headdress from her braid.

"Follow me, everyone," said Professor McGonagall, "the first-years are at the front... don't be crowded..."

They filed down the steps and stood in a single file in front of the castle. It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

"It's almost six o'clock," said George, looking at his watch and looking down the drive to the front door. "How do you think they'll come? By train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione.

"Then how? A broomstick?" Harry looked up at the starry sky, guessing.

The students scanned the gradually darkening field excitedly, but there was no movement. Everything was still, quiet, as usual. Harry was starting to feel cold, wished they would hurry up...

At this moment, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, shouted——

"Ah! Beauxbatons' representatives have arrived, if I'm not mistaken!"

"Where is it?" Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" shouted a sixth-grader, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A monstrous creature flew over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, and as it was illuminated by the lights from the castle windows, they saw a huge powder-blue carriage flying towards them. It was as big as a house, and it flew in the air by twelve winged horses, silver-maned horses, each as big as an elephant.

Harry and the others watched the carriage land with wide eyes, the door opened, and then watched in shock as Mrs. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, stepped out of the carriage.

Dumbledore started to applaud, and the students followed suit. Her face relaxed into a graceful smile, she held out a gleaming hand, and walked towards Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely stooped to kiss the hand.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

Harry watched as Madame Maxime led Beauxbaton's student from the carriage in fine silk, and then asked Dumbledore to take care of her silver-maned horses, which drank only single malt whiskey, in Aristophanes Under the leadership, he walked up the steps and entered the hall.

After Harry and the others saw how Durmstrang came, everyone followed Durmstrang's students through the foyer and into the auditorium.

"I can't believe it! Viktor Krum is still a student of Durmstrang!" Ron's shocked voice sounded behind the three of Harry, and Lee Jordan and some Hogwarts students jumped up and down thinking Find the quill and ask Krum to sign it for him.

After entering the hall, they found that Beauxbaton's students chose to sit at the long table of Ravenclaw, and a Beauxbaton student wearing a turban was chatting with Aristophanes.

"Looks like they are familiar?"

"Little Professor Flitwick went to Beauxbatons for an exchange in the second year, have you forgotten?" Hermione said to Neville.

As Durmstrang's students chose to sit at the Slytherin table, the hooded Beauxbatons student returned to his classmates, and the other staff filed in, and the three schools The headmaster is last.

The students of Beauxbatons stood up quickly when they saw their headmaster appeared. They didn't care about the ridicule of the Hogwarts students, and they didn't sit down again until Mrs. Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left. . Dumbledore remained standing, and the auditorium gradually fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and - especially - distinguished guests," said Dumbledore, looking at the foreign students with a smile, "it is with great joy that I welcome you to the To Hogwarts. I hope and trust that you will be comfortable and happy here."

"The Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet," said Dumbledore. "I invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they want at home!"

Soon there were sumptuous dishes on the table, and Hermione also introduced some French dishes, which she had tried in France before.

"Excuse me, do you still eat this plate of miscellaneous fish soup?"

It was the Beauxbaton girl who was chatting with Aristophanes just now. She finally took off the scarf. A long cascade of silvery hair reaches her waist, and she also has a pair of big blue eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

Ron stammered and wanted to say something, and Harry asked the girl to take the soup away.

Afterwards, everyone discussed whether this girl was a Veela, and the situation of the girls at Hogwarts. The banquet was over, and Dumbledore stood up again. After introducing Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman, let Filch brought the box containing the Goblet of Fire that had been prepared.

"Warriors need to go through three rounds of tests," Dumbledore then took out a wooden goblet with dancing blue and white flames from the box, "every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and The name of the school is written on a piece of parchment and thrown into this goblet."

Then he stated the restriction that he must be no younger than seventeen years old, and the registration started tonight and lasted for 24 hours. After emphasizing the responsibility of the warrior again, he dismissed the banquet.

On the way back, Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff stared at Harry's scar, only to be caught by Moody and warned.

The next day was Saturday, Fred and George tried to cheat Dumbledore's age limit by using aging agent, although the Goblet of Fire accepted their business cards, but then the twins were thrown out of the golden circle, Along with filmmakers to their name, it was as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out.

Soon at night, the list of warriors for the Triwizard Tournament will be decided.

"The champion of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum!"

"The warrior of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!"

"The champion of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory!"

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, and Harry was no exception. He and Neville gave Cedric a bear hug, and then watched him walk into the room behind the staff desk. However, no one knew what happened afterwards. think.

When Dumbledore was about to finish his speech, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and sparks sputtered out. A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was lifted out of it.

Dumbledore subconsciously stretched out a slender hand and grabbed the parchment. He held it far away, staring at the name written on it. Then read aloud: "Harry Potter! Potter, Potter? Where are you?"

Then there was commotion in the Great Hall, and Harry walked out numbly, feeling hundreds of eyes on him. When he reached the staff table, Aristophanes got up and patted him on the shoulder, then motioned him to enter the warrior's room, where three people were already waiting.

After a while, the room was full of professors, arguing and discussing, and finally decided to let Harry participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

Aristophanes watched this scene quietly from the side. He didn't change the plot because he didn't intend to stay in the world of wizards any longer. He has basically visited the mysterious world of the whole world, and he has learned almost everything that should be learned. The remaining mysterious skills are too restrictive and not suitable for him to learn.

Moreover, the cycle of secret energy in his body is also gradually improving, and his body's thirst for arcane magic is gradually getting rid of under the nourishment of secret energy, and he has gone to a route that is completely different from the traditional elf mage.

Before leaving, he was going to give Voldemort a fatal blow when necessary, and the best time was when he was just reborn, so he had to wrong Harry, Cedric, and Fleur to participate in this unexpected Goblet of Fire.