Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 308 The Contest of Arithmetic Fortunetellers
Professor Kane led Mo Lin and the others to the registration office, where a wizard in a green fur coat saw them and immediately waved: "Good morning, Professor Kane, we'll be waiting for Hogwarts."

"Good morning, Fast, long time no see." Professor Kane reached out and shook the wizard, and handed him the invitation letter in his hand.

"The weather is good today." Fast browsed the registration list on the invitation letter, raised his head and glanced at the participating students, finally set his eyes on Molin, and asked suspiciously: "Maureen Walker, such a small Contestant? 12 years old? Professor Kane."

"Oh, yes, a rare seedling with outstanding talent." Professor Kane rubbed his hands, and patted Mo Lin's shoulder with satisfaction, "Bring him here to see the world ahead of time."

"That's good." Fast signed, returned the parchment to Professor Kane, and pointed in one direction: "Go forward, Telephone Booth No. [-]. I hope Hogwarts will have a good grade this year."

After saying this, Fast looked around again and found that no one was paying attention, so he lowered his voice and said: "Sorry, as the organizer of the competition, I should not favor any school, but I always hope that our school will Take first place in this competition, Professor."

"I will work hard, Fast." Professor Kane said with a smile.

Professor Kane walked along the runway of the gymnasium. There were three bright red telephone booths in front of them. Each telephone booth had a different school badge on the door. Molin also saw the name "Hogwarts" on the first telephone booth.

"Fast is a member of the Academic Research Institute of the Ministry of Magic. He used to be a student of our Hogwarts. He is a very smart person." Professor Kane explained to Maureen and Rose, because apart from the two of them, Ma Jiasha and the others knew about it in previous years.

When Professor Kane was about to open the doorknob of the phone booth, a man in a luxurious black wizard robe walked out of the phone booth next to Durmstrang. When he saw Professor Kane, he smiled boldly: "Professor Kane, haven't seen you for a long time."

"Professor Raffle."

Professor Kane also greeted with a smile, but Maureen noticed that Professor Kane's smile was a little uncomfortable. Durmstrang School has been shining in the "Dumbledore Cup" for several years, and it has been No. for three consecutive years. 1 is their school, and Mo Lin also knows about it.

"It seems that Hogwarts has a good mental outlook this year!" Professor Raffl glanced at Constance and the others, focusing on Constance and Pearson, and then glanced at Mo Lin in surprise: " Is such a young student also participating?"

Professor Kane didn't answer Ralph's words, he turned his head and said to Constance and the others: "Go in and rest first."

At this time, the door of the Durmstrang phone booth was opened again, and a tall boy with gray hair came out. He looked about the same age as Constance, and when he saw Constance, he greeted Kay very warmly. Professor En, and then reached out to Constance on the other side: "Constance, long time no see, remember me? Sawyer Brant."

But Constance didn't respond, he didn't even look at Sawyer, he just turned the doorknob of the phone booth and walked in. Pearson and others followed closely behind, as if they didn't want to talk to Sawyer.

Ralph shook his head and said meaningfully: "Hey, Professor Kane, your students are not very polite. You should respond to greetings."

"I'm very sorry, they need to prepare." Professor Kane waved his hand behind his back, motioning for Mo Lin and others to go in as well.

Magatha on the side extended her hand generously and held it with Sawyer: "Long time no see, Brant."

Then Mo Lin saw another very strange scene.

Magatha and Brant's eyes collided in the air, but they both maintained a smiling expression throughout the whole process. They didn't frown or move their faces, as if they had been cast with a holding spell, and they didn't even blink their eyes. .

The whole process lasted for a full minute, during which even Professor Kane and Professor Raffle did not speak.

Maureen probably knew who this Brant was. A person who could shake hands with Magatha so tacitly and without making a show of expression, even after thinking about it, he knew that the other party was an arithmetic fortuneteller.

The last time Magatha and Professor Victor had a silent communication between arithmetic fortunetellers, this time Magatha and Brant had a silent contest between arithmetic fortunetellers.

No wonder Constance didn't even bother to shake hands with Brant, because if he did more actions in front of an arithmetic fortuneteller, what he was thinking and what he was going to do next would all be calculated.

Finally, Brandt took his hand back first, and Magatha glanced at the Durmstrang phone booth again. Brandt shifted his gaze from Magatha's reaching out to Professor Kane, and then to the last one who went in, Mo On Lin, he let out a light surprise, looking a little surprised and uncertain.

Professor Raffle felt that something was wrong. He wrapped his coat tightly, broke the silence, and laughed again: "Then, Professor Kane, don't bother me."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly pulled Brant back.

"Huh." Magatha made a disdainful nasal sound.

Professor Kane also quickly pushed both Maureen and Magatha into the phone booth. Inside the phone booth, a traceless stretching spell was cast. It was a very ornately decorated living room with comfortable sofas and round tables. Constance and others He had already found a seat to sit down, and was waiting for Magatha.

"How is it? Magatha." Professor Kane asked impatiently after closing the door.

"That Brant is just a half-baked arithmetic fortune-teller." Magatha looked very confident, "I interfered with his calculation, performed anti-arithmetic on him, and stopped him in time for Constance's arithmetic fortune-telling, I think It will take him another two or three hours to figure out the algorithm, and by that time the competition has already begun.”

"Can this algorithm still interfere?" Mo Lin asked in surprise.

"Of course, if you don't want to be calculated, you can cast a complex barrier magic, just like the firewall of a Muggle computer. If you understand Muggle computers, Professor Kane and I have already used barrier magic to help you cover Brant won't be able to figure it out for a while."

Magatha sat on the sofa, took out a notebook from her schoolbag, and said while writing: "Raffle also cast barrier magic, unfortunately, if he is smart, he should know that his barrier magic can't stop me at all. Yes, give me 10 minutes, and I can break his barrier magic and count all the traces I saw."

Mo Lin was stunned. He really admired Magatha, a terrifying arithmetic and divination genius, it was so perverted that it was unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)