There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 183 Previous Lesson

Hermione thinks she is well-informed and has read thousands of volumes.

But no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't recognize what the weird symbols above were.

On the referee's seat, Mark looked at Snape.

I can't understand what is written on the parchment!

I asked you to make a puzzle that no one can guess, but you come up with a strange language, what if someone jumps out to question me for being shady and unwilling to let the warriors pass the level?
There are more than 200 countries and regions in the world. For countless years, human wisdom has created too many languages ​​and characters.

Some niche characters, even only a few people in the world understand...or even no one understands.

Using this thing to embarrass the little wizard is likely to cause controversy.

Snape smiled confidently.

A high-pitched and thin voice entered Mark's ears.

"Principal, don't worry, I'll take care of things." Snape said through magic voice transmission: "I use ancient runes, but it's just the oldest version."

"The ancient rune contains magical power. In ancient times, wizards chanted the ancient rune to call the wind and rain. Sometimes the power of the spell was unbelievably strong, and sometimes it was weak."

"Later, after countless years of evolution, we finally formed our current spell system, which is simpler, safer, and more efficient. Today, there are no more than ten people in the magic world who study ancient runes."

Snape said softly: "But no matter what, the ancient runes are the words created naturally by the wizards in the first place to control the world. They are of great significance in the history of magic. This test uses the ancient runes to test their wisdom. Anyone who tells them will choose Nothing wrong!"

Snape had a good point, but Mark was still worried.

Forget about the others, who is free to study ancient runes?Or the oldest version?
The problem is, Kevin is different!

This person has a sick mind, and his thinking is completely different from that of normal people. It is normal for him to learn ancient magic texts. What if he translates them and solves the puzzles?
"I expected it a long time ago." Snape smiled confidently: "I don't know ancient runes either, so I chose to transcribe a record from an ancient book, and it doesn't matter if Kevin translates it, because it doesn't matter at all. There are riddles."

"No matter how many rules he discovers, he can't pass this level!"

Hey, Snape's brain is too sinister, and the water in his stomach is rushing, Mark shook his head.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I, Mark, am upright, beautiful, and upright, and I am ashamed to be with such people.

If it weren't for the fact that he is too pure and kind, and the wicked need to be tortured by the wicked, and Snape has his own value, Mark would have dismissed him as a substitute professor of Potions long ago, and let him be in charge of the dangerous and difficult Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Oh, and someone said that Snape had his heart set on becoming a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?

Mark was unaware of this.

Mark just thinks that Potions class doesn't do anything, it's too easy to just sit there and cook soup, but Defense Against the Dark Arts needs to move around and cast various spells, which is very troublesome, and the spells pass by, and a little If you don't pay attention, you will have a bruised nose and a swollen face, or even broken bones and tendons.

There is no doubt that changing someone from a Potions professor to a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is downright punishment.

"Besides, there's you, isn't there?" Snape's voice was dry, which made Mark unhappy.

What is there me?
What you said sounds like I'm behind the scenes.

I was forced to do nothing because of time constraints and heavy tasks.

The little wizards cracked the secret of the golden egg too quickly. I didn't arrange it well, and I was worried that you would be unreliable, so all the potions left in the last room had negative effects.

What can I do?

It's not easy for me either!
Everyone should understand each other's difficulties. It is very difficult for me to be the principal. I can't lose face in front of the students and the teachers and students of the sister school!
It doesn't matter if I lose my face, if I lose face, it means Hogwarts loses face!

It is my duty to maintain the glory of Hogwarts.

Mark nodded slowly. No one can pass this project!

And in the last room, Hermione carefully read the ghost symbols on the parchment, thought carefully, analyzed calmly, and then... nothing came out of the analysis.

Not knowing is not knowing, no matter how you look at it, you don’t know.

The multiple-choice questions are okay, I can get one.

There are so many symbols that clearly indicate reading comprehension, and Hermione doesn't know how to figure it out!
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I can give full play to my imagination!"

Hermione pondered. Obviously, the contents on the parchment belonged to an article, which recorded in detail what the warriors should do when they came to this room... Looking at the more than 100 bottles on the ground, Hermione's eyes flickered.

Her brain was working, the light of wisdom bloomed, and she thought of many possibilities in an instant.

In the end, the possibility with the highest probability was sorted out by her.

"Obviously, the content on the parchment is a very complicated puzzle that tests wisdom. Only by solving this puzzle and drinking the correct potion can you successfully pass the level."

"In the final analysis, does the essence of the problem lie in the selection of medicine?"

Hermione smiled.

Sure enough, Principal Mark is kind.

While closing a door, open a window for students.

Of course, the kingly way is to solve the riddles on the parchment.

This is a test of text reading and logical thinking.

If you don't know how to read, it doesn't matter, you can analyze the final answer through the knowledge of medicine.

If you can't do this, then you can't, you deserve to be ineligible to pass the level.

Hermione had read too many books on potions.

"I'm at least three points sure!" Hermione carefully examined the potions one by one.

Change to a ruthless person, maybe it will destroy all the potions and prevent the next warriors from clearing the level.

Fortunately, Hermione is kind-hearted, gentle and lovely, she will not move such strange thoughts.

Relying on her extraordinary ingenuity and strong experience, Hermione finally found more than 100 bottles out of more than 30 bottles... there were problems.

"In other words, I have almost a [-]% chance of successfully clearing the level, so I can only gamble!"

Hermione sighed. She also knew that the probability was too low and the success might not be great, but she couldn't do without gambling.

Gryffindor, go forward and be fearless.

There are about [-] bottles left, so I can't recognize them.

First of all, if you exclude all black, gray and dark purple potions, it doesn't look like a good thing.

Secondly, ignoring all bright-color potions such as pink, red, yellow, etc., the more dangerous creatures in nature are, the brighter their colors are. They are often highly toxic, and eating them will make people dance in their heads, and even seal their throats with blood.

The unknown potion should be similarly the same.

Finally, transparent medicine must not be drunk.

Throughout the ages, countless predecessors have told us their personal experience and lessons.

True poisons are often colorless and odourless.

The most brilliant venom often appears in the form of boiled water.

Hermione chose a bottle of the safest light blue potion, and then drank it with the magical conch in one hand and the potion in the other.

She knew it was not good after taking the medicine.

Feeling drowsy, Hermione quickly launched the magic conch.

She didn't know what she was drinking, she only knew that, as the builder of the level, Principal Mark would definitely save her.

Human life is only once, and Hermione will never allow her future to wither because of a Holy Grail War.

"What a pity! Miss Granger chose the wrong potion!"

Before Hermione lost consciousness, she heard Hagrid's loud voice and felt relieved.

Madam Pomfrey hurried over to save her.

The Gryffindor students stood up collectively, and they cheered Hermione ten times louder than before!

Hermione's performance was amazing, compared to Hermione, what is Ron?
A relaxed and freehand, and finally fell to the last level because of force majeure.

A dumbass who has struggled since the glue pool.

Any fool knows who to support.

Ron sneered in his heart.

It was fine, as I expected.

In the first event, I voluntarily withdrew from the competition, thinking wholeheartedly for Hermione, leaving a strong mark in her heart.

No need to ask, she must be so grateful that she can't express it in words, and she can't wait to promise her with her body.

And in the second project, I was alone in the glue pool and drank the venom. The water in the cold pool was icy cold, and the corpses were fierce and indifferent, almost leaving me to be with them forever.

And Hermione is well prepared and fully armed!

Ron decided to tell Hermione about it later, making her feel distressed and guilty.

Wait, I took the initiative to tell if it was too much.

Fortunately, I have several brothers!

My brother complained and defended me, and the message reached Hermione's ears, and I jumped out with a free and easy smile, shrugged, and said nothing.

Hermione's favorability must be rising steadily.

The deer bumped wildly in his heart, his face was like a peach blossom, but there was still a trace of doubt.

"The powerful in the magic world are respected!" Ron said blankly, "If I don't have enough strength to protect Hermione, Hermione will just treat me like a licking dog, very touched by my dedication, and then decisively reject my pursuit."

"So, for the third project of the Holy Grail War, I must show enough strength to prove my bravery to Hermione!"

Ron clenched his fists.

"At that time, I was no longer licking dogs, but showing my unique tenderness!"

Same move.

The weak and the strong are two concepts.

It's good for a strong person to fart, his throat is itchy and he can't help coughing, there must be a deep meaning, and his neck is sore and he turns his head because he has thoughts about so-and-so.

And ordinary people... like whatever.

"I will do my best to make Hermione fall in love with me!"

Ron took a deep breath, the so-called restraint first.

He failed miserably in the first two projects, like a silly AC, all hopes were pinned on the last hurdle.

At that time, whether it really became a stupid AC or turned against the wind, it all depends on this trembling.

"So, brothers and parents, you all have to help me!"

In the auditorium, George and Fred suddenly sneezed together.

Beside, Percy's throat was itching like hell, but he was disciplined.

Surrounded by Gryffindor students, sitting neatly, sneezing in public, how decent.

He tried his best to suppress the sneeze!
But those who resist sneezing know that it will become more and more uncomfortable at this time. The itching goes from the throat to the lungs, and finally the face becomes red and the neck is thick, the facial features are distorted, and the body cannot help shaking.

Your body won't tell you that it's cool until you sneeze hard.

"Strange, it's not cold, why am I sneezing?" George asked.

"I definitely don't have a cold." Fred said, "The three of us are sitting here doing nothing, the other brothers in the family are honest people, my mother doesn't even have a few friends as a full-time housewife, and my father has been so busy recently No time for fancy ideas."

"Ginny is still young, and she doesn't even understand farts. Eliminate all wrong answers, and there is only one truth."

The Weasley twins set their eyes on Ron in the distance.

"Obviously, he performed too poorly in the first two rounds and wanted to seek help from his family."

"According to the logic, we should help him, after all, he is his own brother."

"But here comes the problem, but."

"That's the truth of ordinary families, it has nothing to do with us."

"If he is in danger, I swear, I will do my best to save him, even at the cost of my life."

"But now it's just a small activity in the school... To be honest, the risk factor is extremely low, it's not as interesting as hunting down black wizards."

"Then, as elder brothers, I think we should play a joke on my dear younger brother."

"Are you kidding? Be careful with your words, that's called teaching Ron a lesson."

"It's better to stumble on us than to learn from the dark wizard."

George and Fred smiled at each other, clapped their hands hard, and they came to Percy's side.

"Percy, something is wrong." George said with a serious face, "Father told us to go back."

"Huh?" Percy was taken aback. What happened?
"He illegally modified a Muggle car." Fred rubbed his forehead with his hand, "Now, the Department of Misuse of Muggle Substances is here."

Percy: "..."

Wait, let me ponder, something doesn't seem quite right.

He knew that his father had illegally modified a Muggle car... To be honest, Percy felt that Arthur was doing something wrong, but he didn't think his mother was ugly or his family was poor, and Percy felt that he had no position to object to what his father did.

Prohibiting Misuse of Muggle Items Spercy is too familiar with it. This is a department that specifically prohibits wizards from using Muggle items. Muggle wands called guns, they should all be taken away by employees of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division for inspection, Muggle items confiscated, and fined.

Why is Percy, who is still in school, so familiar with the Ministry of Magic?
Of course it wasn't because Percy was full of ambition at a young age, aiming at the Minister of Magic to gain nutrients for growth.

Veins popped in the corners of Percy's eyes.

"If I remember correctly, Arthur Weasley, Director of the Misuse of Muggle Substances Division, is our father?" Percy asked, "He checks himself? Is he free?"

Actually Percy wanted to ask him if he was sick.

Fortunately, hold back.

"Is there any way? He didn't run the Ministry of Magic." George sighed: "The rules are like this, our poor father can only check himself... You also know that he has used magic to transform too many Muggle objects. If Really work hard to investigate, he can only send himself to Azkaban."

"As a law enforcement officer, if you know the law and break the law, the crime will be added to the third class."

"We have to go back and hide everything right away, so that he doesn't catch himself!" Fred said, "Hurry up, or it's too late!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Percy stood up: "We'll set off immediately."

"By the way, when we get back to the Burrow, we'd better cast a spell to block communication with the outside world." George said with a smile, "If the employees of the Ministry of Magic who are free are suspicious of father giving us a tip-off for us to sell the stolen goods, we have a reason .”

Percy nodded.

This is what it should be.

It can't be seen that these two twins are usually unreliable, but they can stand up when encountering troubles.

As expected of the Weasley family blood, my Percy's brother!

(End of this chapter)