Harry Potter: The Grand Arcanist

"Good morning Dumbledore, this journey is really boring, I hope they can choose other modes of transportation next time!"An old man greeted Dumbledore with a smile, with unconcealed fatigue on his face.

"I heard that Hogwarts School also sent people to participate in the International Wizarding Chess Competition? I remember you haven't competed for a long time."The old man looked around, seeming to be looking for something.

"Oh, you mean Mr. Lannister, I thought he was here just now."Dumbledore looked around and saw no sign of Paz,"He probably dislikes me as an old man who walks too slowly, so he should go in first!"

"By the way, this is my grandson, Clive. He is good at wizard chess, so I brought him here to participate in this international wizard chess competition. It is a bit of experience and can gain a lot of knowledge, so that he can learn about outsiders. Someone."The old man talked about his grandson with a hidden smile on his face.

"This is Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts and the greatest wizard in England."The old man introduced to his young grandson

"I dare not accept your flattery. Dumbledore said with a smile:"Let's go in together!""

The three of them walked into a seemingly ordinary grocery store together.

This year's International Wizarding Chess Competition was held in a remote place in Denmark.

After entering the grocery store, there was a brightly lit square inside, and several wizards were welcoming them. There is a fireplace in the corner, and a few wizards will come through the fireplace. Not many wizards will appear from the rising green flames.

Dumbledore walked towards the corner and asked softly:" How about it?"

"not so good."Paz has been standing here observing the people coming and going around for a while.

Unfortunately, these wizards gave him an ordinary feeling. Sure enough, there are not many people like Dumbledore.

This wizard here is more like an ordinary person. He can only use some magic, but there is nothing worthy of his attention.

"Dumbledore, so you are hiding here!"A sharp voice came, speaking from a middle-aged wizard wearing a somewhat exaggerated dress. He was greeting Dumbledore in broken English.

"Long time no see, Peters."Dumbledore greeted the other party with a smile.

"This little guy is the contestant you brought. I thought Hogwarts wouldn't send anyone to compete this year."Peters looked at Paz, then looked at Dumbledore and said,"However, everyone is still very happy that you can be the referee."

"Oooh...I'm being called out, happy racing, little guy. Peters smiled and walked towards a staff member, but he tripped over his right foot and stumbled to the ground, looking a little embarrassed.

"I dare say Peters always thought he spoke fluent English."Dumbledore said with a smile. In fact, Dumbledore could also see that Peters accidentally fell down just now, and it was just a little punishment from Paz. This guy didn't like people calling him little guy.

"Oh, here he comes!"Dumbledore walked towards the distance and waved:"This way Tiberus"

"To be honest, I don’t understand Denmark very well, but this old friend does."Dumbledore said to Paz:"He happens to be free and is also interested in wizard chess, so I invited him to come over to watch the game and help us translate it."

"Peters is still as hairy as ever. The fall just now was so bad that his nose was broken. Tibelus babbled, gave Dumbledore a hug, moved his eyes to Paz and asked:"Long time no see Dumbledore, this is the one who represents Hogwarts in the competition." brat"

"I wouldn't say that if I were you, Mr. Lannister doesn't like being called that."Dumbledore blinked at Tiberus and then looked at Peters's back, as if the person who just called him that was the fate he had met.

"That's very sorry, Mr. Lannister."The old man smiled and shook hands with Paz, and introduced himself:"Tiberus Ogden"

"Parth Lannister"

"Come with me."Tiberus greeted them:"By the way, Dumbledore, you promised to introduce me to Mr. Raven Claw Mark from your college."

"He is right in front of you."Dumbledore said with a playful wink.

"Oh my God."Tiberus looked at Paz again, looked at Dumbledore and said,"It's unbelievable. Are you lying to me?"

"Of course not. Believe me, if you spend some time with Mr. Lannister, you will definitely have unexpected surprises, provided your heart can bear it. said Dumbledore

"Okay, I think we'll sign up first and we'll talk about the rest later."Tiberus took them to the counter and spoke to the wizard on the counter in broken Danish.

Then the wizard looked at Paz, took out a form and handed it to Paz to sign, and asked casually:"Paslanius?"

"Parth Lannister."Paz corrected the wizard in skilled Danish.

In fact, Paz could read most of the text, understand it, and communicate with the other party without any obstacles.

Of course, he would not use this language. That's it

"You didn't tell me that he knew Danish."Tiberus's eyes widened in shock and he said to Dumbledore:"Mr. Lannister speaks Danish more fluently than a bad old man like me."

"Actually, I don't know very well."Dumbledore said he didn't know either.

"Hello Mr. Dumbledore."

Behind the three of them, a middle-aged wizard came to greet them. His eyes fell on Paz and he said in surprise:"Is this our competitor? He looks really young."

The wizard stretched out his hand toward Paz and politely introduced himself:"I am Paul Bowen."

"Hello, Mr. Paul Bowen, my name is Parth Lannister."Paz reached out to shake hands with the other party. When he introduced himself, the man named Paul's expression froze.

In fact, Paul did not expect to get a reply from the other party. After all, Paz looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

"Mr. Lannister speaks German very well."Paul said in English,

"Thanks."Paz said lightly. The other person's English was very poor, just like the Danish spoken by Tiberus. Many wizards rarely master too many languages.

"I dare say Paul was taken aback."Dumbledore said, looking at the wizard's leaving figure.

"I was also shocked. Mr. Lannister is really magical!"Tiberus whispered. He found that the young boy had already used at least three languages, and he spoke each one very fluently. You must know that he is only twelve or thirteen years old, and many wizards will not be able to do this in their lives.._To read the underlined version of the novel, please download Feilu Novels.