trainer at hogwarts

Go to a foreign school for exchange

Morris vaguely remembered that Chen Chen had mentioned this matter to him, but he did not expect that this errand would really fall on him.

Brazil sounds great, and since I’ve never had the chance to go there, it would be a good choice as a tourist trip.

"Principal, will these things still affect us in foreign countries?" Morris asked.

Dumbledore: "To be honest, I don't know very well, kid, but distance is a big, big problem for the implementation of magic. Just like although we can bring a certain influence to the United States, it is only through diplomacy." means, rather than using magic to do something to the other party."

"Oh, that means that these secret rooms are only in the UK, or even in schools, so as long as I run out, I will be safe," Morris thought thoughtfully.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "Then during this period of time, we will re-inspect the school and screen whether any other students are attracted to these secret rooms."

Morris curled his lips: "Yes, there must be."

Dumbledore smiled and winked: "You know what I mean Morris, fortunately, these secret rooms are not for geniuses."

Oops, why did you suddenly praise me? This is really embarrassing.

"Spring is coming soon." Dumbledore stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery in the distance.

The castle that was originally covered with snow gradually revealed its original appearance, like a sleeping lion gradually waking up from its sleep.

Wait, spring is coming soon, so isn’t Easter also coming soon? Hey, it’s a day off

"Principal, Shafiq," Morris said, "wouldn't it be better for her to go to Brazil too?"

Speaking of this little girl, although Morris initially wanted to find a shield, he used her desire for the secret room to put her in front. But after all, he just wanted her to share some of the danger, not that he wanted her to die. Now that she is being controlled by someone and is unconscious, it is basically her own fault. Thinking about it this way, I still feel a little guilty.

But I don’t have anything to compensate others. Their pure-blood family lacks everything. If they insist on getting something different, they can’t give them an elf egg. It’s not impossible, but it’s still inappropriate at this stage. Wait until later. talk later.

"Miss Crystal," Dumbledore thought for a moment, "Her current condition requires treatment and she is not suitable for traveling far away. Otherwise, it would be a good choice for her to go to Brazil with you. So she can only stay in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, once she returns to normal, if there is time, then of course you will go together."

Seeing Morris' confusion, Dumbledore smiled and said: "How do you think we will go to Brazil?"

Morris tilted his head: "Portkey"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "You know too much."

Morris rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Rumors are all hearsay."

Dumbledore shook his head and said kindly: "Portkeys can only be used within Europe. For example, if we want to go to France or Germany, we can use portkeys, but if we want to go to Africa, we will need to use other means of transportation. .”

"Making an ultra-long-distance portkey costs too much, and it will be used as the highest management material of the Ministry of Magic. It is generally not used when there is no need to rush for time. Like long-term exchange activities between schools, We will all prepare our own transportation, such as the Hogwarts Express."

Morris slapped his forehead and remembered that in the future three-school competition, the other two schools came over and they were not Portkeys. One was a Pegasus and the other was a boat. The schools were very crowded.

"Then what is our school?" Morris asked curiously, "We come to school by train, so it is such a long distance, can it be an airplane?"

"Airplane" Dumbledore was almost amused, "No, it's not. You will know when you set off."

Morris hummed, but he couldn't hide his curiosity. But Dumbledore kept silent, so there was really nothing he could do against the old man.

"Albus" a familiar voice came from the door, "I heard Mr. Hill, why are you here?"

"Oh, Minerva is here." Dumbledore walked back leisurely and sat on the chair. "Maurice came to me with something." He winked at Morris as he spoke.

Morris:

"Oh, is that so?" Professor McGonagall nodded clearly, and then said, "Then are you done?"

"I think we still have something important to discuss." Dumbledore said with his eyes wide open.

Morris:

What is this?

Professor McGonagall frowned, it seemed like she couldn't let go of what she wanted to say without someone else being present. Morris assessed the two people in front of him, and he decided to betray the crooked Dumbledore.

"Professor McGonagall, my business is almost done, I'm leaving first." Morris stated his position simply.

Professor McGonagall: "Yeah, okay. Serve in class and don't make trouble."

The corner of Morris's mouth twitched. It seemed that he made the right choice. As expected, it was better not to mess with the teacher who was in charge of discipline.

"Goodbye Professor, Goodbye Principal"

The moment Morris closed the door, he vaguely heard a roar inside.

"Albus, I need you to give me an explanation why."

Well, one more thing. When a female professor who likes to be disciplined should not try to suppress her flames when she is angry, she should let her vent her anger. The premise is that the person being vented must not be herself.

Time passed quickly. After no days of treasure hunting every night, Morris had good food, sleep, drink and fun.

When I was in the mood, I went to the library to search for records about previous exchange schools in Brazil. When I was too lazy to move, I hugged Soraya and took a nap under the shade of a tree in the afternoon.

Except for the mark of the crown that likes to jump out and act like a monster from time to time, life at other times is extremely peaceful.

Helena still did not appear, and the Ravenclaw students gradually got used to life without Ms. Grey. Some people thought she disappeared, others thought she left the castle. Everyone had different opinions, so many new legends emerged on campus. The Ravenclaw students sadly discovered that the difficulty of the questions asked by the hawk-beak knocker had increased by more than one level. For a long time afterwards, a forest of tents stood outside the Ravenclaw common room.

In the leisurely school life, the Easter vacation has come quietly, which means that I can go home again