The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Starting from the third week of December.Until the first week of January.

The Christmas break at Hogwarts lasts for two weeks.

They will not start school until January [-]th of the following year.

After Christmas, apart from checking in at the palace as usual every day, Anthony practiced magic the rest of the time.

Sometimes he would go to London for a stroll with WIC agents.

At the end of the month, he happened to meet Hermione on the road.

Carrying various things, he must have just returned from a trip to the supermarket.She seemed to be in a very good mood, with a rosy face and bright, twinkling eyes.

"Hi Hermione, Merry Christmas."

"How about the sketching quill I gave you? Do you like it?"

Anthony bought three sketch quills from the Literary Quill Shop in Hogsmeade Village and gave them to Hermione, Sir Humphrey and Mr. Bernard respectively.

"Thank you." Hermione smiled, "That's great! I can take notes a lot faster. I've been reading a medieval wizard's pastime book recently, you know, just to kill time."

"The book introduces wizards from many other countries and their magic. I can't believe that native wizards in Africa actually use hand gestures to cast spells. There are also Americas, where many terrible spells are experimented. Aurors When we captured the dark wizard, we spent a lot of effort."

"There is also Greece, the origin of European magic. There is a dark wizard named Despicable Herbo. He invented many dark magics in his life and is one of the most powerful and influential dark wizards in known history..."

After meeting Anthony, Hermione finally found someone to share with, and she kept chatting with him while pulling him.

Anthony listened patiently and did not dare to say a word.

Because he knew that as long as he dared to ask questions, according to Hermione's current state, she could talk until tomorrow.

And just when Anthony had a headache.

Qingqiu, far away in Scotland, is also becoming increasingly restless.

She's not here to travel.

Every day of delay here will damage the reputation of Chang'an Imperial College.

That is to say, Jin Cangshui is not committing murder now, otherwise her situation will definitely be even more embarrassing.

"Heaven and earth are in position, mountains and rivers are ventilated, thunder and wind are thin, water and fire are not in contact with each other."

In the mountain forest not far from the last city, Qingqiu frowned and looked at the shimmering Feng Shui compass in his hand irritably.

There are words in the mouth.

The last raid was not without success, as agents recovered a hair from the original owner's room whose DNA could not be verified.

I think it was left by Jin Cangshui.

With this hair, Qingqiu's tracking magic can finally be used.

only...

In the mountain forest, Qingqiu moves quickly through.

But, not just why, the position on the compass kept fluctuating back and forth, as if it was disturbed by something.

She didn't remember that Jin Cangshui still had this ability.

As a professor of ancient runes at Chang'an Imperial College, she didn't know much about the child. She was a student of Jin Cangshui and Wang Wenshu, and she also majored in two courses: alchemy and transformation.She had only scratched the surface of runes.

Therefore, she did not have much contact with Jin Cangshui.

After all, there are tens of thousands of students in Taixue, which is far from comparable to Hogwarts. She does not have the energy to understand every student.

And he is also a deliberately low-key student.

"This way."

Qingqiu pretended to be indifferent and said towards the back.

"Ok!"

Behind her, followed a group of British Aurors headed by Kingsley.

Both parties have been together for several days in the spirit of win-win cooperation.

After following Qingqiu for a long time, Kingsley's face became increasingly weird. He glanced cautiously at the foreign wizard not far away, and then asked calmly: "Further forward, is The largest pure wizarding village in the UK, Hogsmeade, I don’t think that person is hiding there!”

In fact, what Kingsley didn't say was.Hogsmeade is right under Hogwarts, right under Dumbledore's nose. That witch wouldn't be stupid enough to hide there!

When Qingqiu in front heard this, he slowed down, turned around and looked at Kingsley and said, "The more dangerous it is, the safer it is. Haven't you heard this?"

She hummed softly, put on her hood, and then continued walking in the direction pointed by the compass.

"Forehead..."

Qingqiu's words successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of the Aurors present. Everyone had been working very hard these days, especially the Christmas days. While others were still celebrating the holidays, they were searching for the criminal all over the mountains and plains. Don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

It's not that the Aurors don't trust Qingqiu, they just don't want to take the wrong path and waste time.

After all, she was the only one present, but Christmas...

Looking at the figure walking away, Kingsley sighed, said a few words to comfort the Aurors behind him, then adjusted his mentality and continued to follow.

...

Gradually, as they went deeper and deeper, a railway suddenly appeared in the mountain forest.

At the end of the railway, there is a vague village. Wherever you want to go, it is Hogsmeade.

Hogsmeade is a very unique, beautiful little village full of thatched-roofed cottages and shops. During these days of Christmas, the trees in the village are filled with enchanted candles to welcome everyone. The arrival of the wizard.

If Qingqiu were not here to arrest people, but to travel, they would definitely have a lot of fun.

But today is different.

Along the main road of Hogsmeade Village, all the way to the end of the street, Qingqiu stopped in front of a hidden small bar.

It's a cramped, dirty little bar that looks to be at least a hundred years old.

Without any hesitation, she pushed the door open and entered.

In an instant, a loud noise mixed with various foul smells rushed into her nose and ears.

Qingqiu frowned and looked around quickly.

The few windows in the bar were so thick with grime that almost no light could let in.

This made the whole room look extremely dark.

Lighted only by a few candles burning on a rough wooden table.

Almost everything here is dirty, from the floor to the roof, even the butterbeer bottles are covered in a thick layer of dust.

The dark environment made everyone in the bar look like a bad guy.And most of them were wearing hoods and veils.Those wizards without masks, in addition to being famous white wizards nearby, are also professors at the school.

Professor Quirrell was sitting among the crowd.

"Hi, Miss Zhang." Kingsley followed closely.

"Look around, I've found her."

Zhang Qingqiu's face finally showed a smile. This was the first time in these days that her mood had improved.

She stepped up and walked towards the cold and dim corner of the tavern.

On a rough wooden table, there was a wizard drinking wine.

Qingqiu walked over, looked down at him, and said in a cold tone: "Should I do it, or should you just surrender?"