Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 Harry, after squeezing pus in the herbal medicine class, feeding the snails in the magical animal protection class, and being mocked by Snape again in the potions class, they ushered in Moody's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

　　 Before, the Weasley brothers told them that Moody's class was very coooool, but Harry and the others didn't expect that Alastor gave them an offensive in the first class: Three Unforgivable Curses were shown on the scene.

　　 Ron said the Imperius Curse, Neville said the Heartbreaking Curse, Hermione said the Avadasuo Mantra, and Moody experimented one by one.

When Moody used the Heartbreaking Charm on the enlarged spider, Harry and Hermione found Neville's pale face, his hands tightly holding his desk, shaking all over, but still staring at the spider, eyes exuding They couldn't understand the light, gritted their teeth.

　　 After class, Moody stopped Neville, invited him to drink tea and gave him a book "The Magical Aquatic Plants and Their Characteristics in the Mediterranean". This surprised Harry and the others, because Alastomoudi didn't seem to be someone who would give them books.

　　 But soon, they had no time to think about other things. The reason was that Aristophanes' "Alchemy of Computation" had started.

　　 There were a lot of people reporting at the beginning, and Harry and the others saw a lot of people sitting in the classroom, all colleges. What surprised them was that in Slytherin, besides Sister Greengrass, there were other people who took this course, including Malfoy and his two attendants.

However, Aristophanes treated the students equally and did not say anything when they saw unexpected students. Instead, they told them: "This course is the essence of what I have learned in the past three years. I know that many people are targeting Nigeria. Klemay came. This course is very difficult, very difficult, and even some areas are contrary to the wizarding education you have been in contact with since childhood, but..."

　　 As Aristophane picked up a stack of books on the desk, it said "Calculation Alchemy (Part 1 by Aristophane Flivi."

"Isn’t someone wondering why I can get the gold medal at the Alchemy Conference? That’s it. Let’s do a test first, Miss Granger. Could you please send these rolls to everyone here today? First let you see what calculation alchemy is, and then decide whether to go."

Malfoy glanced at the question after getting the roll of paper, and suddenly became sluggish: it said something "Tom chased Mindray on a broomstick and asked how long it would take", "Two Mandrakes grow in the same greenhouse, with The effects of the medicines are very different. Why? Please list more than three reasons." He has never seen the topic before, and he doesn't know how to put it down.

　　 But he saw Harry and the others picking up the quill and writing quickly, gritted his teeth and started writing on the parchment.

　　 After two hours passed, Aristophane took up the paper and quickly corrected it. After all, there were fewer than fifty people on the roll paper, which is much easier than helping the Gaoshu teacher to change the paper in the previous life.

"I looked at it roughly," Aristophanes said to the students about ten minutes later, "Most people are not qualified, and some people didn't even answer a single question. But it's okay. I will ask again. Some people want to quit. Right? There is no penalty at this time, but once the class starts, it is not so easy for someone to quit."

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

Looking at the Slytherin student who asked the question, Aristophane said: "The topic of this course is'Calculation Alchemy.' Of course it will talk about alchemy, but the focus is on integrating mathematical thinking into it, rather than just teaching it as a scripture. May’s knowledge of alchemy will be disappointed if you only want to understand it. Hermione, please count the number of people who are willing to continue the class, and take a break first."

　　 When Aristophanes was in class for the second time, there were a lot fewer people, but Malfoy was still there, but his followers, Gower and Crabbe, disappeared.

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

"This is the textbook I compiled, "Calculation Alchemy (Part 1. You can find from it what I learned during traveling around the world in the last year. North America, South America, East Asia, Africa, maybe you I would not understand it, but I hope that those who are interested in alchemy will study hard, because this will be the direction of alchemy development in the future.

This course does not require high and strong magic power, even if you can only release a weak fluorescent spell; but it requires you to invest a lot of time and energy, choose this course, and you will be with Hogsmeade, banquets and The date is out of date, the library will be your permanent location, staying up late to catch up with the union is common. "

Harry opened the thick textbook. Unlike other textbooks, there is no magic in this book. You can neither see moving pictures nor the book cover with teeth, but only dense letters. With formula.

　　 "This should be 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. I will take you to conduct a series of alchemy experiments in this classroom at that time, but the premise is to pass my assessment."

　　 "Alright, let's start our first lesson: What is computational alchemy? What is it for? Why is it called this name?"

After 　　 until the end of October, Harry didn't think about the scar on his forehead because he was so busy. In addition to him, the Weasley brothers, Malfoy and other students who enrolled in Aristophanes's class did the same, and Hermione had no time to think about her "vomiting" organization.

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

　　 It was not that there were no students resisting during these two months, but these students were persuaded by Aristophanes’ system of “point deduction, repetition, and parenting”. Deducting points is easy to say, repeating grades and calling parents really makes many Slytherins shameless.

"I won't assign you homework today. The other two colleges of the Triwizard Tournament will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Go back and have a good rest, and then we will continue next week." Aristophanes is in class on October 29 Said to the students.

Harry and the others took a sigh of relief, and even Hermione was a little relaxed. After all, Aristophanes’ class was difficult to homework, and the basic mathematics from the beginning has entered the basis of calculation alchemy. Every class is The compound teaching of mathematics, herbal medicine, and alchemy is really hard to learn.

The next afternoon, everyone was unwilling to attend the class. Harry, Neville, and Hermione hurried to the Gryffindor Tower, put down their schoolbags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and then rushed in three steps in two steps. Go down the stairs and come to the foyer.

　　 The deans of the college are ordering their students to line up.

　　 "George, Fred, wear your hat upright," Professor McGonagall said to the Weasley brothers sternly, "Miss Pettier, take that absurd thing from your hair."

　　 Parvati frowned unhappily, and took a large butterfly headdress from the braid.

　　 "Please follow me," Professor McGonagall said, "The first-year classmates are in front...Don't be crowded..."

　　 They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle. It was a cold evening with fresh air, night was approaching, and a white, semi-transparent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

　　 "It's almost six o'clock," George looked at his watch and looked at the driveway leading to the front door, and said, "How do you think they will come? Take the train?"

　　 "I don't think so," Hermione said.

　　 "Why then? Flying broomstick?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

　　 The students scanned the darkened venue excitedly, but there was no movement. Everything is silent and quiet, no different from usual. Harry started to feel cold, I wish they could sooner...

　　 Just then, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, shouted—

　　 "Ah! If I am not mistaken, the representative of Busbarton has come!"

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

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

　　 A behemoth passed by the treetops of the Forbidden Forest. When it was illuminated by the light of the castle window, they saw a huge pink-blue carriage flying towards them. It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew into the sky. They were all silver-maned horses, and each horse was about the size of an elephant.

　　 Harry and the others widened their eyes to watch the carriage land and the door opened, and then watched in shock as Mrs. Maxim, the headmaster of Busbarton, got out of the carriage.

　　 Dumbledore began to applaud, and the students slapped their hands. Her face slackened, a graceful smile opened, and a gleaming hand stretched out towards Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely bent over when kissing this hand.

　　 "Dear Mrs. Maxim," he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts."

　　 "Dumbledore," Mrs. Maxim said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."

　　 "Very good, thank you." Dumbledore said.

Harry watched as Mrs. Maxim led the Bussbarton student in delicate silk clothing from the carriage, and then asked Dumbledore to take care of her silver-maned horses that only drank pure malt whiskey, in Aristophanes. Led by him, walked up the steps and entered the hall.

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

"I can't believe it! Victor Krum is still a Durmstrang student!" Ron's shocked voice sounded behind the three of Harry, and Li 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 Busbarton students had chosen to sit on Ravenclaw's long table, while a Busbarton student wearing a turban was chatting with Aristophanes.

　　 "They seem familiar?"

　　 "Professor Flitwick, Jr. visited Boothbarton to communicate in the second grade, did you forget?" Hermione said to Neville.

As Durmstrand’s students chose to sit at the Slytherin table, the Bussbarton student wearing a headscarf returned to his classmates, and other faculty members filed in. The principal is at the end.

The students of Busbarton stood up as soon as they saw their principal showing up. They didn’t care about the ridicule of the Hogwarts students, and did not sit down again until Mrs. Maxim sat down on Dumbledore’s left hand. . Dumbledore stood still, and the auditorium gradually became quiet.

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

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

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

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

　　 is the bussbarton girl who just chatted with Aristophanes. She finally took off the scarf. A long cascade of shiny silver hair was as heavy as her waist, as well as a pair of big blue eyes and neat white teeth.

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

Afterwards, everyone discussed whether this girl was a Veeva and the situation of the girl at Hogwarts. The banquet was over. Dumbledore stood up again and introduced Batty Crouch and Ludo Bagman. Filch brought the box containing the goblet of fire that had been prepared.

"Warriors need to go through three rounds of trials," Dumbledore then took out the wooden goblet with blue and white flames from the box. "Every student who wants to run for the Warriors must share his name and Write the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet."

　　 Then he stated the restriction that he should not be less than seventeen years old. The registration started tonight and lasted twenty-four hours. After re-emphasizing the responsibility of the Warriors, the banquet was dissolved.

　　On the way back, Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang, stared at Harry's scar, but was caught by Moody and warned.

The next day was Saturday, Fred and George tried to use ageing agents to fool Dumbledore into the age limit. Although the Goblet of Fire accepted their business cards, the twins were then thrown outside the golden circle. With the production of their names, it was as if an invisible shot putter threw them out.

　　 Soon it’s night, and the list of warriors in the Triwizard Tournament will be decided.

　　 "The warrior of Durmstrang is Victor Krum!"

　　"Boothbaton's warrior, Fleur Delacour!"

　　 "The warrior of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory!"

Everyone applauded warmly~www.wuxiahere.com~ Harry was no exception. He and Neville gave Cedric a bear hug, and then watched him walk into the room behind the staff’s desk, but then it happened. No one thought of the thing.

　　 When Dumbledore was about to end his speech, the goblet of fire turned red again, and sparks spattered out cracklingly. A long tongue of fire suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was raised on 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 a commotion in the auditorium, and Harry walked out stupidly, feeling hundreds of eyes fixed on him. When he walked to the desk of the staff, Aristophan stood 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, everyone argued, discussed, and finally decided to let Harry participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

　　 Aristophane watched this scene quietly beside him. He didn't change the plot because he didn't plan to stay in the wizarding world anymore. He basically wandered around the mysterious world of the entire world, and learned almost everything that should be learned. The remaining mysterious skills are too restrictive and not suitable for him to learn.

　　 And the occult circulation in his body is also becoming more and more perfect, the body's thirst for arcane arts is gradually getting rid of under the nourishment of occult power, and he has moved on a route completely different from traditional wizard wizards.

　　 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 aggravate Harry, Cedric and Fleur to participate in this accidental goblet of fire.