Hogwarts' new house

Donggu is on fire. It’s not the kind of entertainment fire that we talked about after dinner a few days ago. It’s the fire of real money.

From the Daily Prophet to the Wizarding Weekly, the headlines are all about the news that Wintervale will conduct a professor qualification assessment on August 8th.

There are still three days left, and registration to participate in the assessment has begun.

The Ministry of Magic, almost going crazy, has made it clear that it requires major newspapers to report the news of Winter Vale in the most conspicuous place. The fact that Peter Pettigrew's hearing will be held on the same day was pitifully squeezed out. in the corner.

No one looked, no one asked, no one cared, and the reporter who reported the story didn't dare to speak. He was trembling and just wanted a title page. Minister Fudge actually wanted to eat people.

The naysayer, on the other hand, gave the molestation headline spot to Peter Pettigrew, but unfortunately only thirteen copies of the newspaper were sold.

I don’t know what the Lovegood family relied on to survive. Their strong will.

No one knows whether Lovegood relied on his will, but Voldemort must have

In the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, Voldemort crumpled into a ball like a slug and lay on the ground, trembling. He looked at his soul that had lost its human form, and everything seemed dull.

He finally escaped from that cold woman, and while Dumbledore was away, he possessed a mouse and jumped into the Forbidden Forest. He relied on the second-generation Dark Lord's top wisdom to trap a unicorn. He had just drunk the unicorn. The animal blood restores a little strength. All the magic power was taken away.

Once, twice, and three times for three days, every time I drank enough unicorn blood to regain some strength, it would be drained away in an instant. It's a pity that Voldemort doesn't know how to curse, otherwise he would have jumped: "It's your uncle's power. You took away the curse but left it to me." I co-authored the second-generation Dark Lord, I'm working for free for you.

The Dark Lord was furious and looked a little aggrieved.

In Sijiping, Gu Zhen looked at the black crystal pendant in the central crystal ball with disgust. He was so weak. This is the Dark Lord who scares everyone.

The recovery speed of magic power is so poor, the total magic power is so low, what is the difference between it and just a mouse?

"Hey, I feel like you're looking down on people." Toad fiddled with his small sculptures, including a giant dragon, a poisonous horned beast, a wolf-shaped werewolf, and a poisonous leopard.

Guzhen expressed sympathy for the professors who applied for the practical course. This is not an assessment for the Care of Magical Creatures course, but a practical course. To put it bluntly, it is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts, but it pays more attention to practical combat. Isn’t it one of the tasks to change the curriculum?

It's just a name change, it would be great to get a reward.

Toad puffed on his pipe and said, "Don't look down on that little black mist. A normal wizard would have died long ago if Sivir struck him with a thunder knife. Even that old man with a white beard couldn't resist being hit by a real blow."

The toad was talking about Dumbledore.

"Little Black Mist's soul is incomplete, and his recovery power is not even one-tenth of what it was at its peak. It's good to be content with the energy that can continuously provide magic power."

But, he is so useless

Guzhen put his hand into the crystal ball. It just looked like a crystal ball, but it was actually something like jelly, which is the core of Sijiping.

The majestic magic power is absorbed by the crystal ball through the arm, and the Four Seasons Ping becomes visibly alive with the naked eye. The green grass flutters in the wind, and the fragrance of the grass is astounding.

A sense of powerlessness rose, and Guzhen collapsed on the ground. He didn't want to move or talk. Give me a mobile phone and let me die here.

We need to recruit students as soon as possible. As long as there are more wizards and any magic spell is released within the Winter Keep, the lost magic power will be absorbed by the Winter Keep and then distributed everywhere.

Hogwarts Castle may have the same function, otherwise the changing staircases and the barriers that protect the castle would not be in compliance with the law of conservation of energy.

Magic and magic must be reasonable.

Why don't you help Voldemort and revive one of his Horcruxes to resurrect Wintervale's engine? I don’t know if all Horcruxes can be resurrected into a single Voldemort. If it can have a six-cylinder or seven-cylinder engine plus Voldemort’s body, it will be equivalent to a perpetual motion machine.

A cigarette pot and a pot hit the ancient town's head, and Toad curled his lips: "I feel like you are planning something dangerous."

It regards the ancient town as the main one, and can vaguely feel the state of the ancient town, the danger, happiness, pain, and the strong urge to beat it up all the time.

Gu Zhen rolled his eyes at it, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to feel the hunger in every cell, mobilizing every pore to breathe the method the toad taught him. It is said that wizards in the East can meditate and breathe to quickly restore magic power.

The first time, Guzhen couldn't figure out how a hairless toad could understand how to breathe through its pores. At first he was dismissive, but with a look from Sivir, the ancient town that had been squeezed dry by the crystal ball was completely turned into a mummy.

Let alone pore breathing, I can't even breathe.

Then, Toad looked excited and put Guzhen into a coffin, sealed him tightly and jumped on the coffin to sing Little Star. Then Gu Zhen fell into a coma, and when he woke up, his body was full again.

He split the coffin open with lightning and sent the toads flying all over the floor. The toad continued to argue: "You have absorbed a piece of magic stone as big as a bowl, and your body contains inexhaustible magic power. Sivir will drain you completely, and I will seal you to Where magic power cannot be absorbed, the body’s survival instinct will do its best to develop the power of the magic stone. I’m here to help you, young man.”

That sounds nice, but I really just want to slap you

"What if the power of the magic stone was not developed?" Gu Zhen asked through gritted teeth.

"Uh" Toad looked back at the ancient town: "Maybe I will change to a better master. If the master doesn't want the wool, then I will be free."

"Crackling"

Toad fainted.

Guzhen found that the power of his thunder and lightning was five to six times greater. If Karkarov came to rob him again now, Guzhen was sure to whip him to death with a thunder whip.

Speaking of which, Lupine should be back after going to the Weasley mansion to collect potatoes.

Although squeezing it dry and then restoring it will increase the magic power exponentially, the feeling of near death, which makes the ancient town inexplicable fear, is still safer by using the breathing method to grind the time.

Moreover, the parchment quietly told the ancient town that the drying method could never be used again. If the ancient town was mentally prepared to use the drying method again, his body would probably protest and go on strike.

Guzhen took a deep breath, and his magic gradually recovered.

I felt something in my heart, someone came in from the entrance of Donggu Cave. A group of people.

Guzhen and Toad came out immediately. Lupine had returned, with Karkaroff and six black witches floating around. The miserable wizard Guzhen did not hurt them, but their hands, feet and body were buried in the soil, and their mouths were covered with parchment and wooden sticks. Blocked, without food or water for three days, and bitten by mosquitoes and small animals, the seven people could barely be said to be alive.

A group of reporters followed the queue.

As soon as he came in, he immediately pounced on Guzhen: "May I ask Mr. Guzhen, what makes you use such evil methods on a famous wizard like Karkaroff?"

"Mr. Guzhen, is Donggu going to teach black magic on a large scale?"

"In inheriting Mr. Foster's legacy, have you inherited the ignorance and cruelty of a thousand years ago?"

"Mr. Guzhen thinks that Winter Valley is far away from the world and the Ministry of Magic of any country has no jurisdiction over it, so he is so unscrupulous?"