Hogwarts: I'm the only one who cultivates immortality

The most important thing about the Triwizard Tournament, also known as the Goblet of Fire, is actually not the championship trophy, but the Goblet of Fire that can filter out the contestants.

Of course, that thing was no longer reliable after Ye Feng stuffed almost the entire Hogwarts student list, so it might not be that important.

Of course, the Goblet of Fire is still more important than the trophy held by the champion.

But the championship trophy is not really unimportant. After all, now that the champion has been announced, we can't just award the championship to the champion and the champion doesn't even have a trophy, right?

If this is the case, when the Daily Prophet comes out, not only the Department of Magical Sports, but also the three schools that participated in the Triwizard Tournament will become the laughing stock and sinner of the entire magical world.

Therefore, when repair was almost impossible, letting Ye Feng recreate an identical trophy became the fastest, most convenient and best solution.

So, after pinching the bridge of his nose, Dumbledore turned his attention to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng: [?ヘ??]

Seeing Dumbledore turn his attention to himself, a question mark appeared on Ye Feng's head.

"What are you?"

Dumbledore: ヽ(`Д?)?Ada!

Ahem, this is an unlikely thing to happen. In fact, Ye Feng was just a little confused. When Dumbledore looked at Cedric with empty hands, Ye Feng understood what he meant.

But, it was Dumbledore who had just agreed to be the head of the Department of Magical Sports, not Ye Feng, so Ye Feng pretended not to understand what Dumbledore was thinking and still looked at him with a confused expression.

Dumbledore: (▼ヘ▼#)

"Huh~ don't be angry, don't be angry, this is the student you got back, and think more about the good things."

"Although this bastard is causing trouble all day long, he has indeed brought about earth-shaking changes in Hogwarts and made Hogwarts' overall strength soar. So... think more about the good things and move more towards..."

Dumbledore: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Don't be angry! This bastard actually dares to pretend to be confused and wants me to be embarrassed in front of so many people. We can't just let it go."

As he thought about it, Dumbledore's eyes towards Ye Feng became more and more dangerous.

Ye Feng: Σ(?Д?;)

Looking at Dumbledore, whose good looks were gradually becoming dangerous, Ye Feng had to cough lightly and said: "Principal Dumbledore, how about... we make an identical ordinary trophy to present the award first? A real trophy, and then Take it more slowly?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Dumbledore's increasingly dangerous eyes, which were about to glow red, slowly calmed down, which immediately made Ye Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Dumbledore had regained his composure, Ye Feng didn't dare to mess around anymore and quickly started rummaging around on his body.

Ten seconds later...

Dumbledore: [?_??]

"what are you doing?"

Ye Feng: (；‘A`)

"I'm looking for my wand. Where's my wand? I'm so big, why can't I find my wand?"

Dumbledore: (?_?)?

"Have you...really used a wand?"

Ye Feng: Σ(?Д?)

"Yeah, I don't seem to use my wand all the time, so...where's my wand?"

Dumbledore: ￣へ￣

"No, where is the wand of your wand? How could I know where you threw the wand?" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Dumbledore was so angry.

At this time, other people who had not seen Dumbledore and Ye Feng fighting for a long time also turned their attention to them. The person in charge of the Department of Magic and Sports, who happened to hear the conversation between the two, went dark when he heard this.

"Our Goblet of Fire championship trophy...is there really any hope of returning?"

At the same time, Ye Feng and Dumbledore also felt the eyes of others, so Ye Feng directly opened Dumbledore's magic robe and took out his wand.

"Image retrospection!"

Following Ye Feng's spell, shadows flickered in front of him, and when the shadow of a trophy flashed past, Ye Feng tapped the wand in his hand, and the flickering images stopped.

"This should be the trophy before it was kicked, right?" In a low voice, Ye Feng slightly raised Dumbledore's wand again.

And Dumbledore: [?ヘ??]

"It seems like I heard some incredible truth."

Yes, what Dumbledore cared about was not that his wand was snatched away by Ye Feng and could still be used directly, but that Ye Feng's murmured words.

Dumbledore was not surprised at all that Ye Feng could use his wand, because the wand Ye Feng bought when he entered school had not been used seriously a few times.

It can be said that he has been able to cast spells without weapons since he entered school, and being able to cast spells without weapons from the beginning proves that he has a very high degree of control over his own magic power.

He has strong control over magic power and a good understanding of various magics, so whether he uses a wand or not actually doesn't have much impact. For example, Dumbledore himself rarely used his wand unless it was a formal battle.

It can be said that, except for some wands that possess powerful magic power and can provide users with powerful increases, ordinary wands have long been dispensable to them.

Of course, at this level, the difference in wands has basically no impact on them. It can be said that as long as they are willing, they can use any wand directly. The only difference may be whether it is smooth or not.

Therefore, Dumbledore and the other Hogwarts professors didn't think anything wrong when they saw Ye Feng directly using Dumbledore's wand. Professors from other schools and students from the three schools were a little surprised.

But the next second their attention was attracted by another thing, because Ye Feng had already recited the second curse.

"resonance!"

"Buzz!"

Following Ye Feng's spell, the entire Hogwarts seemed to shake, and the vibration was not the ground shaking, but the space shaking.

But their shock was not over yet, Ye Feng's next magic had already been used, and this was just the beginning.

"Get back together!"

"Condensation type!"

"Cure!"

...

With the magic, a trophy that was exactly the same as the broken championship trophy quickly solidified from illusion and finally turned into a real trophy.

Only five seconds had passed from the time Ye Feng took out Dumbledore's wand to the moment he held up the trophy that had been condensed out of thin air and handed it to Cedric's hand, and then handed the wand back to Dumbledore.

As for Cedric, although he was also shocked that Ye Feng actually transformed a trophy out of thin air, he did not stay in a daze and directly raised the trophy.

As Cedric lifted the trophy, the Triwizard Tournament officially came to an end, and Ye Feng walked proudly in front of Dumbledore amidst cheers.

"How is it? Am I amazing?"

Looking at Ye Feng with a proud look on his face, Dumbledore nodded with rare approval and said, "Well, it's indeed amazing. Even I can't create a real trophy that is exactly the same as before in a short time."

Ye Feng was a little surprised when he heard Dumbledore's praise, but he quickly put it behind him. He slightly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore and said, "Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I can tell you how it works."

"think"

Dumbledore answered Ye Feng without thinking, and Ye Feng was not surprised when he heard this answer, because Dumbledore was not a rigid person, and he never stopped learning new knowledge.

As for Ye Feng, he had no intention of hiding anything.

"My magic is actually very simple. To put it simply, it is to first find the intact image or information of the previous trophy, and then use this information to extract the corresponding substances from nature and directly recreate something exactly like the image. "

"I call this - copy and paste!"