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With a final warning, Bartyclaw waved his wand and chanted a spell:
"Apparate."
The four figures turned into a ball of black mist, twisted and spiraled into an invisible black hole, and disappeared.
The room suddenly became quiet. The flame in the fireplace, which was burning with magical power, gradually became dormant after losing the source of sustaining the flame, and the room fell into darkness.
In the darkness, waiting for the next visitor.
……
On a remote beach far away from the city stands an ancient castle.
A ball of black mist flew from afar, hit the old stone bridge in front of the castle gate, and gradually condensed into the image of Hu Xiuwu and others.
But they now look a little embarrassed.
Barty Crouch looked normal, Zhang Zhiwei stood straight, closed his eyes and said nothing, his face looked a little ugly.
Zhang Lingyu was not as good as the two above. His face turned blue as soon as he landed on the ground and he knelt on the ground retching.
Hu Xiuwu also looked embarrassed and had a headache. He felt like he was thrown into a washing machine, spun around for several rounds, and then spun dry and thrown out.
"It can move people away. The Western escape method is indeed mysterious."
Even Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but comment tactfully: "But it still needs to be further considered and improved. At least human feelings should be included in the ability of magic."
Hu Xiuwu looked around: "Is this Hogwarts?"
Hogwarts Castle is located on a cliff and surrounded by the sea on three sides. The Gothic-style tower is tall and magnificent, and the auditorium connecting to other buildings in the castle is also elegant and magnificent.
A gargoyle squatted at the corner of the eaves. It had a face like an evil ghost, bat wings on its back, bared fangs, and looked down at the castle coldly, as if monitoring every move in the castle. Every detail was carved vividly, as if a real gargoyle was sealed in the stone statue.
Every little place in Hogwarts is built very delicately, and the towering castle is as exquisite as a doll's house in the details.
Under the sunlight, the castle reflects a soft metallic luster like gold and jade, like a giant dragon with sharp scales and horns lying silently on the top of the mountain, overlooking the world.
This is not something that can be achieved by ordinary construction methods, this is the power of magic.
This is the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that Britain is so proud of.
All wizards in the UK graduated from Hogwarts. It is the best and only magic school in the UK.
Although all the eligible aliens in the whole of England are in Hogwarts, there are only more than 300 students in Hogwarts.
"There is a vast ocean behind us and high mountains in front of us. It is a fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack."
Zhang Zhiwei didn't know much about Feng Shui, but he had lived for nearly a hundred years and had experienced the war years. He was knowledgeable and could see at a glance the cold murderous aura hidden beneath the gentle and gorgeous appearance of Hogwarts.
Hu Xiuwu explained: "The Heavenly Master has a unique vision and sees through the essence of this school."
"It is said that thousands of years ago, this place was originally used to shelter persecuted aliens. In order to prevent being surrounded by the army, only this stone bridge was left."
"Later, four wizards, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, decided to establish Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry here to help the aliens gain the ability to protect themselves."
This stone bridge is also left for use by students who have not yet learned to Apparate, if only to stay away from the fanatical people who persecute them out of fear.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be simpler for the four of them to find a deserted island far away from the world and never worry about worldly affairs again?
Zhang Lingyu wiped the sour water from the corner of his mouth and looked up at Hogwarts: "It is indeed a different style from the Tianshi Mansion, but it is equally spectacular."
Several people commented on Hogwarts in Chinese. Although Barty Crouch could not understand them, he could still read their admiration and appreciation from their expressions.
As a student who graduated from Hogwarts, he naturally felt proud of it.
Looking at the outer wall of the college, he recalled his youthful past. His icy face melted a little, revealing a long-lost smile.
Suddenly remembering something, Barty Crouch said to Hu Xiuwu:
"Oh, by the way, there is someone from your place in Hogwarts right now. I handled the formalities for him."
"I think his name is Smith Deng. I wonder if you know him."
Chapter 228 Old Friend
Smith Dun?
Hu Xiuwu had no impression of the name, it sounded very unfamiliar, but he inexplicably felt it was familiar.
Who is this person?
Sensing the questions from the soul, the brain spirit root sat upright in the Niwan Palace and looked through the memories as if it had received an order.
Smith, Smith Dun...Dun...
Deng Youfu!
An image of a spirited young man from Northeast China emerged in my mind. He was neatly dressed, wore gold-rimmed glasses, spoke Northeastern dialect, and had the image of a wild scholar.
Yes, Smith Deng, he once mentioned that he gave himself an English name, Smith, but he forgot about it.
More than a decade ago, when I was still in Northeast China, I heard Deng Youcai say that his brother Deng Youfu was going to study in England. Now more than a decade has passed, why hasn't Deng Youfu returned yet?
In ten years, even if he is studying for a doctorate, he should have finished it. Why is he still here?
Hu Xiuwu asked: "Mr. Crouch, where is this Smith now?"
Barty Crouch shook his head. "The Ministry of Magic hardly interferes with the internal affairs of Hogwarts. I only know that he is in Hogwarts, but you still have to ask Headmaster Dumbledore or Professor Minerva McGonagall what he is doing in Hogwarts."
When Hu Xiuwu asked about Barty Crouch and Deng Youfu's situation, Zhang Zhiwei also reminded Zhang Lingyu:
"Lingyu, there is no need to tell anyone else about the conversation between Xiuwu and I just now, including Mr. Bi who knows everything."
"Yes, master."
As always, Zhang Lingyu had no doubts about his master's request and obeyed the order with awe.
With a dull friction sound, the gate of Hogwarts automatically moved slowly to both sides. An old woman, holding a wand that was still emitting spiritual light, stood at the door to greet them.
She was dressed in a long robe and a pointed hat, and looked exactly like the witch in the story, but her temperament was not as evil as the vicious witch described in the story.
Although wrinkles are all over her cheeks, it can still be seen that she was once a beautiful girl.
Time has taken away her youthful and beautiful appearance, but the unyielding her has also regained from time a wise, brave and unyielding soul.
"Professor McGonagall, long time no see."
Barty Crouch also has a certain respect for Professor McGonagall, who has devoted her entire life to Hogwarts and trained many outstanding employees for the Ministry of Magic.
Professor McGonagall nodded in return, "Long time no see, Mr. Crouch."
"Are these the guests who have come all the way from the East to attend the Goblet of Fire?"
Barty Crouch nodded: "That's right."
"It's freezing cold on the bridge. Please come into the castle. Mr. Bi, who arrived earlier, has been settled. I'll take you to see them."
Professor McGonagall first greeted Hu Xiuwu and others to come in, and introduced herself on the way: "I am Minerva McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor House and the professor in charge of Transfiguration."
"Transfiguration?"
Before coming here, Hu Xiuwu read a little about Hogwarts introduced by Yaoxing Society. Hogwarts has four colleges and fourteen courses.
Seven major subjects: Potions, History of Magic, Astronomy, Herbology, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration. They can also be called the chemistry, history, physics, biology, mathematics, physical education, and language of the wizarding world.
Transfiguration class is the most important one. It is easy to get started, but it is difficult to master the essence. The last person who was called the Master of Transfiguration was the current strongest white wizard, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore.
Transfiguration can be said to be the most magical spell in Western magic. It can do almost anything. Hu Xiuwu has always been interested in this spell.
After translating Professor McGonagall's words for Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Lingyu, Hu Xiuwu couldn't wait to say:
"Professor McGonagall, I wonder if outsiders like us can have the honor of sitting in on your class."
Professor McGonagall admired Hu Xiuwu's eagerness to learn and said generously and gently:
"Of course, Hogwarts welcomes all students who are interested in magic and eager to learn."
"In order to ensure that students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons do not miss classes, Hogwarts decided to add more auditoriums for them. You guys are not a big deal."
"but,"
Professor McGonagall changed her tone and put on the strict face that usually scared the little lion of Gryffindor in class: "No matter which side you are on, you must abide by the classroom rules in class."
"It's natural."
Professor McGonagall nodded, very satisfied with Hu Xiuwu's attitude:
"I have already made an agreement with Madam Pince. Except for the restricted area, you will enjoy the same treatment as other students of this school. You can go to the library to read some books and prepare for the exam. You have never been exposed to magic before, so you still need to work hard on your own."
Hu Xiuwu never expected that Hogwarts would be so generous as to allow outsiders to attend its school's courses and browse books. This surprised him.
The Ministry of Magic even has to repeatedly review aliens from other countries who come to study in ordinary schools in Britain, but here they directly open up courses and even allow free entry to the library.
It was like the Zhengyi Longhu Mountain invited Quanzhen people and warmly entertained them, letting them learn the Golden Light Mantra before leaving. They were worried that they would not be able to learn it, so they found teachers to teach them.
It is simply unimaginable.
By the way, because this matter was so unexpected, Hu Xiuwu almost forgot about Deng Youfu. While Professor McGonagall was there, he quickly asked about Deng Youfu's situation.
"Smith Dunn?" Professor McGonagall remembered this person. After all, there were not many people from the East in Hogwarts, and there was not even an Asian among the faculty and staff.
"I remember him. He should be with the professor of Protection of Magical Creatures in our school. Last year, he came to school and applied to become the assistant to the Forbidden Forest Warden. Albus agreed to his application."
How did Deng Youfu come to Hogwarts to be a guard? I remember that he didn't care much about the affairs of the alien world and wanted to be a forest guard. Wouldn't it be better to go to Changbai Mountain? Why did he come all the way to Hogwarts to be a guard?
Hu Xiuwu thought to himself.
No matter what he thinks, it is always a happy thing to hear news about friends whom he hasn't seen for a long time in a foreign land.
Several people followed Professor McGonagall into the Hogwarts castle. The castle was brightly lit, neat and tidy, almost spotless. Even some corners were wiped clean. It was hard to tell that this was an ancient building with a history of thousands of years.
Their guest room is on the fifth floor, converted from an abandoned classroom. Dumbledore personally connected several classrooms and used the Gryffindor student lounge as a template to transform it into a warm and comfortable room.
A few days ago, the house elves of Hogwarts cleaned up the place, and Professor McGonagall helped transform the teaching aids into various furniture, sofas, and soft beds with curtains, and hung the Hogwarts school emblem on the wall. The emblem showed an eagle spreading its wings, a snake crawling, a lion with a fluttering mane, and a honeypot snoring.
Bi Youlong was standing in the middle of the guest room, talking to a wizard, and the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.
There was not a single strand of black hair left in the wizard's hair, and he wore glasses with half-moon lenses. His long white beard was comparable to Zhang Zhiwei's, and had already reached past his chest. He wore a small slanted hat on his head, and a robe that was as loose as a nightgown.
He looks like another naughty old man similar to Zhang Zhiwei.
Hu Xiuwu was very familiar with this man's appearance. He could often be seen in major newspapers in the British supernatural world. Even Yaoxing Society had used a lot of space to describe his story, and sales had doubled. This could be called the code to wealth.
Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard in Britain.
Perhaps it was because of attraction between the same sex, Dumbledore, who was talking to Bi Youlong, glanced over and noticed Zhang Zhiwei among Hu Xiuwu and his group: