Hogwarts: I'm the only one who cultivates immortality

Dumbledore is the absolute authority at Hogwarts, and this order is beyond doubt. Once he gets serious, even Ye Feng, who has always been fearless, will have to give him some face. After all, he is also a student of Hogwarts, it is okay to play around, but not too much.

Therefore, when Dumbledore forcibly suppressed them to be quiet, no one in Hogwarts dared to jump out and object that it was unfair. The Goblet of Fire appeared before them.

The Goblet of Fire, which represents the honor of the Triwizard Tournament, doesn't look fancy, it just looks like a rough brown trophy, but above it burns a raging blue flame, which adds a bit of mystery to it , and Ye Feng...

Ye Feng: (???)

The moment Ye Feng saw the Goblet of Fire, Ye Feng's eyes lit up with a dazzling light, and the light made Dumbledore couldn't help but startled, because once Ye Feng showed this kind of eyes, it meant that he was interested in something. Something or something is very interesting, and at the moment he is looking at...

Dumbledore: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Goblet of Fire!"

"Wait, it's okay to talk about other things, but this one can't do it!"

Seeing Ye Feng's eyes staring at the Goblet of Fire, even Dumbledore couldn't help but feel agitated, because with Ye Feng's personality, if you don't look at him and click, the Goblet of Fire might be gone tomorrow.

If the Goblet of Fire belonged to Hogwarts, it would be fine for Ye Feng to study it or even dismantle it, but the problem is that the Goblet of Fire does not belong to Hogwarts, it belongs to the Ministry of Magic, and it is still a triwizard It is irreplaceable for the tournament to be held, because the candidates for the Triwizard Tournament are selected by the Goblet of Fire.

Therefore, Dumbledore walked up to Ye Feng regardless of other people's surprised eyes, and warned in a low voice: "You boy, please be quiet and don't mess around. This thing does not belong to our Hogwarts."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Ye Feng wiped the saliva that didn't exist at the corner of his mouth, and replied in a low voice: "Principal Dumbledore, who do you think I am? Am I that kind of person? Don't worry, I don't It will be messy, at most... At most, I will take hundreds of millions of fire seeds from the Goblet of Fire to study, don't worry, it will definitely not damage the Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore: ￣へ￣

"I knew that this kid wanted to play the Goblet of Fire. It seems that I have to take it easy and look at this thing a little better. Otherwise, the Triwizard Tournament has not been selected yet, and the Goblet of Fire is gone. It will be a lot of fun."

Ye Feng: ￣へ￣╬

Seeing that Dumbledore was full of guard against him, Ye Feng was so annoyed, he was such an honest and trustworthy person, Dumbledore didn't believe him!

"Hmph~ Since you don't trust me, then don't blame me for sneaking here at night!"

It was night, after everyone had fallen asleep, a mosquito flew out of Ye Feng's dormitory, unimpededly arrived at the place where the Goblet of Fire was placed, and fell into the raging blue flame above the Goblet of Fire without stopping .

Logically speaking, a small mosquito should be burned to death immediately when it comes into contact with the raging fire, but this 'mosquito' has clearly flown into the flames, but it seems to be fine, and even slowly turned into light blue color, and finally completely merged into the flames.

About two or three seconds later, the raging flame above the Goblet of Fire flickered suddenly, and the raging fire became indeterminate in an instant, but Dumbledore, who was quietly hiding in the dark outside the door, waiting for Ye Feng to 'deliver' him, did not nothing.

After about four or five seconds, the flame of the Goblet of Fire returned to normal, but if you look carefully, you can find that the current flame is slightly weaker than before, as if the fuel is a little insufficient.

When the flames resumed, a mosquito buzzed out of the window, and when it passed through the window, the mosquito instantly turned into a moth, flapping its wings and flying towards Gryffindor's dormitory.

A few minutes later, Ye Feng's appearance.

"This flame is not bad. Although it is not a strange fire, Dao fire or Sanwei real fire, it is also much stronger than ordinary fire. It is usually used for alchemy, brewing potions and so on. Not bad."

"Besides, this thing can also be used as a fire seed for fire magic, which can greatly increase the power of fire magic." Whispering, the light blue flame in Ye Feng's hand is like a mischievous elf. Ye Feng kept jumping between his slender fingers as he moved his hand.

"(__)(-.-)(~o~)...(-.-)"

After playing with the light blue flame in his hand, Ye Feng yawned, waved his hand to disperse the light blue flame, and then fell asleep. On the other side, Dumbledore, who was hiding in the darkness, was full of doubts.

"No, according to your kid's personality, it's impossible not to come. Is it difficult to really change your sex?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I would rather believe that Voldemort gave up his ambition to rule the wizarding world, than believe that Ye Feng has changed his nature. This kid must have realized that I will wait for him, so this kid should hide now." Waiting for an opportunity somewhere."

"Take it easy, let's see who has better patience, I don't believe you can bear it."

Waiting, Dumbledore's upper eyelids slowly began to fight with the lower eyelids, which made Grinwald feel a little distressed when he was watching from a distance, but he couldn't help it, because fighting Ye Feng with wits and courage One of Dumbledore's few pleasures.

"Forget it, I'll go back to sleep, as long as you are happy."

...

The next day, Dumbledore yawned frequently while eating breakfast, while Ye Feng was so energetic that he didn't look like he had stayed up all night, which puzzled Dumbledore who had been watching all night.

"It's so hard that this kid really didn't go? Or... he has already succeeded?" Thinking of this, Dumbledore was startled.

If the guess behind him is true, then this guy Ye Feng is a bit too amazing, because last night he didn't slack off, but he was able to completely avoid him and enter the hall without being slack and attacked the Goblet of Fire. Hands and feet, this proves...he has to study harder again.

"No, this kid's skills have increased again. It seems that he has to go to the library to learn more magic, but before that, I have to check the situation of the Goblet of Fire."

While thinking, Dumbledore came to the Goblet of Fire, and seeing the unchanged Goblet of Fire, Dumbledore fell into self-doubt again.

"I'm stumped, am I really thinking wrong?"

Ye Feng didn't know about Dumbledore's distress. He was taking Defense Against the Dark Arts class at the moment, and it was no surprise that this year the teacher who taught them Defense Against the Dark Arts was the new teacher, and this teacher was the former Madman Mu di.

As for the reason, it has to be said that there is a noseless bald head who is planning to be resurrected.

"Alastor Moody, ex-Auror, unhappy with the Ministry of Magic, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore invited me to teach, it's as simple as that, nothing else."

"Is there a problem? If there is no problem, we will start the class."

"For black magic, I always advocate more practice, but first, can you tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?"

Ye Feng: (￣▽￣)／

"Very well, let's talk about it."

"Cruciatus, the Imperius Curse, and...Avada Kedavra!"