Chapter 302 Durmstrang


Chapter 302 Durmstrang

“Tyler, do you remember what kind of magic school Durmstrang is?”

After submitting the cross-border materials, Professor McGonagall suddenly whispered the question to Andrew.

"I still remember, Professor."

He did a good job in his homework and figured out the general situation of that school by the end of last semester - although in the eyes of most wizards, this school The school is supposed to be in Germany, but that's just a smokescreen.

Of course, if I have to say it, the wizards there are more inclined to the German magic world, but the actual address is not there, but in Scandinavia, probably near Sweden or Norway.

There is no way to do this without a specific location - the specific location of Hogwarts cannot be marked out. It can only be said that in Scotland, this is the result of the stacking of defensive spells in the castle itself.

The approximate location of Durmstrang was only learned reluctantly by Hogwarts, which is one of the three European schools. Even Professor McGonagall did not know the specific location.

Even for this secret visit, all they can do is to first go to the German magic world, then use the portkey to reach the Durmstrang affiliated village, and finally be guided to the area-directly to this kind of Don't even think about it.

"Just remember," Professor McGonagall withdrew the application and signaled to the students handling it to keep quiet. "Remember what they do, and don't be too curious about black magic. You can learn more about it. But don’t think that’s anything special.”

"I will keep it in mind, Professor."

Andrew took his information, and then got the permit badge with Professor McGonagall - this thing is not illegal to cross the border.

They will use the portkey to cross the border, then go to the German Ministry of Magic to find Durmstrang's emissary, and then teleport together - yes, another portkey.

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‘His…’

Andrew looked up and saw that the sky was spinning.

He lowered his head and continued to stick to the ground unsatisfactorily.

As for the door key, he had put it aside a long time ago - if it were not for the basic etiquette, he would definitely throw it away.

'Damn it, the two Professors McGonagall...are just like this when they are drunk. If the Gryffindor students saw it, they would probably be scared to death by this damn portkey. ’

He tilted his head, trying to adapt to the dizziness caused by the continuous rotation.

"Tyler?"

"I'm not very good, Professor, ugh..."

He tried to raise his head, but was knocked down again by a strong sense of dizziness, "This time the distance is too far. I'm afraid I have to take a rest, professor."

"There's nothing you can do, Taylor, you have to adapt slowly."

Andrew couldn't see the professor's expression, but from his tone. Look, Andrew thought the professor should be laughing.

"Now I have to ask, Professor, how did you avoid this consequence?"

"Long-term apparation training and a little bit of transfiguration, but it can only be used on yourself, because It's so exquisite."

'The co-author is adapted to the dizziness and a little bit of self-transformation...'

He lay down, didn't move, and tried to adapt-the problem came. If he plans to take a plane back on his return trip, will the professor agree?

“Professor, I want to take a plane when I go back, is that okay?”

"You have to leave Durmstrang's defense system. If that doesn't work, just go back on your own - anyway, you can change the Muggle procedures. For wizards, just get off the plane and submit it."< br>
The professor is very easy to talk to—probably because he is too miserable. "By the way, isn't there a receptionist?"

Andrew suddenly remembered this important thing.

"No, I didn't send a signal. We are all very familiar with each other and won't notice the door key transmission. After all, we have known each other for hundreds of years."

"Yes, after all, the Triwizard Tournament has been going on for so long."

Andrew maintained a calm breathing state while recovering - Durmstrang was founded by the Bulgarian witch Nelida Volkanova, and Harfan ·After Mount took over as the second principal, it began to grow, mainly researching duel magic and war magic. From then on, Durmstrang rose to prominence.

When the first Triwizard Tournament was held, the three schools were already the most famous schools in Europe. It was already 1294.

Since the second principal, Durmstrang has been a dark school that teaches black magic - they still do not recruit any Muggle-born wizards. Blood's favorite school.

Because of this, Durmstrang recruits students from all over Europe, and even some of the British purebloods go there to study - but this will not affect Hogwarts very much.

But it will be hard to say in the future - from the information that Andrew has seen so far, Durmstrang's reputation is currently on the rise, and their principal Karkaroff is even a little unscrupulous in doing things, but he can get money. At present The number of professors and course quality are steadily improving.

As for Hogwarts - it can only be said that finding the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is successful...

' Thinking about it this way, that person really went too far. The class was ruined...'

Andrew muttered and tried to get up. The dizziness was relieved a lot.

"That's probably enough, Professor."

"Then let's go, go through the village here, and then we will be taken to the school. A normal visit would be by water, but there is too much movement. This is not an official visit after all."

"Yes. , Professor. "

Just like what Professor McGonagall said, first the small village, and then a professor who specially greeted him-the other person must have been waiting for a long time, but there was no trace of impatience on his face.

"It is indeed you, Professor McGonagall," the light-blond man saluted, "Welcome to Durmstrang, please forgive us for not being able to greet you with the highest courtesy."

"The secret visit is something that has been decided a long time ago. This is normal. Let's go to the school first. I don't like missing appointments."

The other person did not introduce himself, but Andrew guessed that Professor McGonagall knew the person opposite.

A carriage that had been prepared long ago was driven out. The horses were ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about the carriage - but when Andrew and the others got on, the carriage never turned around again. .

It's about moving forward, moving forward, and moving forward again.

It seemed that he had not encountered any obstacles, which made Andrew a little curious, but he did not dare to ask.

He came with the professor - no fuss.

After about ten minutes of driving straight, the carriage finally stopped.

The coachman's tone was a little regretful, but he still started to introduce it grandly outside the car.

"We have arrived. Welcome once again to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor McGonagall."

"Welcome to your first visit, too, young wizard."

"Please get out of the car, Principal Karkaroff is already waiting."

(End of this chapter)

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