Chapter 562 What Taylor said today
"It's started again."
Hermione sighed in the library and whispered to Harry.
"There's no way. The tea party these two days is really too exciting."
Harry responded in a low voice.
There is no way, the library is Mrs. Pins' territory. Once the sound is too loud, even the professor dares to stare at her.
Taylor was kicked out of the library - this is not a legend, it was seen by the Hogwarts students with their own eyes, and there are still a few people who dare to be presumptuous!
"But what to do with his magic class? Don't he still have to win the first place?"
"Professor Flitvie actually expressed support," Harry added in a low voice. "I heard from Ravenclaw's students that it may be very helpful to the spell after a unified definition - you know, Professor Flitvie hates non-standard casting the most."
This is not false at all - in the first lesson, Professor Frieve emphasized standard gestures and spells, and even used the example of summoning cows to give an example, he recognized the fact that he had made a standard.
"But that's almost impossible. The entire Hogwarts students are looking for information wildly, and the students in the other three schools are also working hard."
Hermione shook her head, she knew why.
And, to be honest, if it weren't for the three-way competition, she would have participated.
The current scene reminded her of the story of Dumbledore's interpretation in a legend that was hidden in the Hogwarts Library - now from time to time, students still find Dumbledore's notes in the bibliography!
But the madness now is no less than that at that time.
After all, what Dumbledore’s notes can bring is an unknown, but Taylor’s basic magic definition is really to name it!
The entire magic world redefines magic according to your interpretation. From today on, you will be a page in the history of magic!
And such glory was guaranteed by Taylor with his recommendation and promised under the witness of many wizards, better than Gallon!
‘Unknown to me, the gap was already huge. The wizards from all four schools were listening to him, and even the warriors of Cordos Dorez slipped over to listen... This was outrageous. ’
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"Have you recorded all of them, Artem?"
"Of course, professor."
The boy known as Artem whispered, "That Mr. Taylor, it's really amazing."
"Who doesn't know that he is a student of Dumbledore and has been amazing since the starting line!"
Another boy shook his head.
"No, you were wrong, Mark," Artem shook his head, "I used the Dream Bead to record all Mr. Taylor's speeches, not because he was a student of Dumbledore or a referee or something, not even because of his past contributions."
Artem focused on the key point, "I recorded it because those words should have been recorded. The wizard should try to make life better. Listen, how great is he, he doesn't want anything, he just hopes that the wizard will make life better!"
"Grindelwald said the same thing when he came on stage. There are still a lot of cheated people on Demstrong."
The boy who retorted shook his head.
"You should listen to it instead of staying here to deal with the Golden Egg, Mark, we have already got the answer, it won't change any more."
"Listen to what you are saying, Artem! You are the warrior representing the school, not here to promote a Hogwarts student. He is amazing and invented great magic. Yes, these are all good, but what does it have to do with the Triple Championship? We must win honors for the school!"
Mark waved his hand with a grudge, "Learn the specific content of wisdom and struggle, this is what we need to do. I would rather go out with you to practice duel than waste time on that Taylor!"
He turned to look at the team leader Nikokin, "Professor, you have to stop Artem and don't let him waste time on those fallacies!"
"Archom has his own considerations. Is your exploration of the underground world of nothing useful? Mark! You have to learn to trust your teammates and hand him the back!"
Professor Nikojin severely criticized his warriors.
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"Okay, I'll see it once, Artem, but this time, we have to spend more time on the hard-earned Triumph!" After a moment of thinking, Mark took a step back.
In the dungeon, not believing in teammates is like giving backs to those evil spirits who have not been dispelled.
"But only this time, Artem."
He shook his head and put his head close to the Dream Bead.
"You won't regret it. Although my memory is not perfect, it is enough to explain the problem."
Artem said affirmatively, and then began to start the Dream Bead - the first scene did not leave any dream information, and it was not a school here. He finally found out his memories and then saved the dream.
There is no way, he is a Warrior, he has to train, break the secret of Golden Egg with his teammates, and he has to participate in Taylor's tea party without losing it.
He carefully plucked the dream beads, allowing the dream of memory to change.
The other three immediately began to concentrate and no other complaints appeared - Although the adventure in the underground world did not allow all students to be silent, the best group of students had developed the habit of not complaining after they started taking risks.
Because I don't use the dream beads very much, the dream is broken, but Taylor's image is not a bit careless.
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"I don't know what kind of future a wizard will have, nor do I have enough experience to judge which theories will not work at all, but fortunately, knowledge will never betray."
"Knowledge and some bold imagination tell me that the future of the wizard is not on this small planet - yes, planet, I'm glad that many people know better than me what the definition of the planet is, and how small the planet we live in is compared to the vast universe."
"I looked at the stars in every class in astronomy. The wizards knew the starry sky--but we had never set foot in, and no wizard had explored that unknown field."
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"What is he doing?"
A warrior couldn't help asking, because in the dream, Taylor touched the dream bead directly.
But it was soon the sound of air-conditioning - the dream bead created by Artem was buzzing slightly, and the picture of the dream bead was more than twice as clear as before.
The picture began to shrink from above Hogwarts, and then shrank again. The castle of Hogwarts turned into black dots in almost the blink of an eye, and the surrounding pictures were stacked layer by layer from the clouds, and white clouds blocked their sight.
But the speed has not changed at all, as if someone was using the highest speed flying broom - no, even the thickest wood will fall apart at this speed!
After a few breaths, a ball that was occupied by blue appeared in the picture. The aurora was like green satin and surrounded the poles of the ball, and clouds and hurricanes spun out milky white vortexes on the blue canvas.
The surroundings were covered by large patches of darkness, and the perspective began to change, and everyone could not open their eyes with the dazzling sun.
...
"Is this his demonstration?"
Mark asked in a low voice after a moment of silence.
"Yes, first speech."
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"I'll go in the afternoon, too. I want to see what Mr. Taylor will say today."
Mark said very seriously.
(This chapter ends)