Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"Les, there will be an experiment on the Restoration Curse at the Quidditch pitch tonight!" Daphne lay on the table, staring at Les with twinkling eyes.

"Well, it was mentioned in the newspaper." Les dealt with Daphne casually, without even raising his head.

Seeing that Les didn't answer, Daphne could only force herself to clarify her intentions: she wanted to go see this experiment. This would definitely be a rare event, and it would be a pity to miss it.

"Then you go." Les raised his head, a little confused: if a child likes to join in the fun, let her join in, and he won't stop her.

"The school has a curfew. Today's inspection must be particularly strict. Some seniors said that the professors may even inspect the dormitory..." Daphne looked at Les pitifully.

"Don't you know the Disguise Charm? And are you sure Professor Snape will check the women's dormitory?!" Les was speechless: Check the dormitory? Fortunately for this little Slytherin classmate, he didn't even think of such an operation.

Daphne closed her mouth, but her little face bulged visibly.

Seeing that Daphne had a tendency to turn into a agouti, Les couldn't help scratching his head. He understood very well: Daphne wanted to go with him to see the humanoid restoration curse experiment.

To Les, tonight's experiment was like tasteless food and a pity to throw away. It was a matter of choice whether to go or not. He was inclined not to go because it was really boring.

"Wizards from all over the world will be here tonight. What if someone kidnaps me?" Daphne was silent for a while, and finally found an excuse that she thought was reasonable.

Les glanced at her: What human trafficker can beat you? Stop it.

But what Daphne said does make sense. Hogwarts tonight is destined to be a mixed bag, and it is necessary for her to go and control the situation.

Then give Daphne a step down! But it also depends on whether she can catch it. After all, children who stay up too late will not grow taller.

"So, how is your stasis field practice going? If you can maintain it for more than one minute, I will take you to the field to watch the experiment tonight - with me here, now you are not afraid of curfews and human traffickers, right?"

Les has observed that Daphne's stasis field can currently last up to about 55 seconds. If she can practice the duration of this spell to one minute before the sun goes down, then he will take her there.

Daphne looked solemn: This is a very serious challenge!

She silently took out the cigarette box and pointed her wand at it——

Stasis field, activate!

As time passed by, beads of sweat gradually began to appear on Daphne's forehead.

"56, 57..." Les counted the time silently, and then he was surprised to find that Daphne actually wanted to last until one minute!

But from the look of her, she has reached her limit.

"...59, 60!"

Just after one minute, Daphne ended the spell instantly: she had already performed at a super level, and if she was asked to do it again, she might not be able to do it.

Les covered his forehead: How much does this guy want to play? In order to go to the Quidditch pitch, he even unleashed his potential.

Keeping his promise, Les took Daphne to the Quidditch field of Hogwarts. In order to prevent the professors from discovering it, Les personally cast the Disillusionment Curse on himself and Daphne.

"Don't worry, even Dumbledore can't find us in the crowd." Rice took Daphne and sat in the corner of the stadium auditorium.

The time has not yet come, and the visiting wizards have not yet entered the school. They can freely choose their seats. However, in order not to attract attention, Les deliberately chose a secluded corner.

"If you can't see or hear clearly, I also have corresponding auxiliary spells here."

Daphne shook her head, she didn't need this.

The admission time soon came, and the visiting wizards entered the school one after another in Thestral carriages. This was Dumbledore's arrangement. He remobilized the Thestrals in the Forbidden Forest and sent them to Hogsmeade. Wizards from all over the world would first gather in Hogsmeade Village and then take the Night Riders. The carriage enters Hogwarts.

Wizards from all over the world gradually filled the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts.

Even though Les and Daphne had chosen a corner of the auditorium, there were still three wizards dressed in special ways: the wizard at the front wore a now very rare linen wizard robe, and behind him was a The curly-haired old man wore a robe that was so old-fashioned that it looked like the costumes of an actor in a theater troupe. Walking at the end was a witch with a beautiful face. She had a well-proportioned figure and excellent temperament. She looked like an ancient Greek stone sculpture in her movements.

After sitting down, the linen wizard looked around, and then said to his companions: "There is no one else here."

Les smiled. How could his disguise magic be so easy to see through?

But to his surprise, he was speaking to his companions in Latin.

These three people are really strange.

He squeezed Daphne's hand and signaled her not to make a sound. He wanted to take a closer look at these three strange people.

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When he returned to Hogwarts again, Fudge was also shocked by the grand occasion: he didn't expect so many people to come here.

At this time, the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch was just like the World Cup Finals venue, packed with wizards from all over the world. Fudge recognized wizards from six or seven countries at a glance.

"The French, Americans, Irish, Danes, Swedish or Norwegians, and even various private organizations." Fudge counted the wizards from different countries on his fingers and couldn't help but start to marvel. : Now this experiment is really famous all over the world.

But someone is probably going to become famous in the opposite direction, Fudge thought gloatingly.

Cornelius Fudge, who had been the Minister of Magic for several years, did not suffer from stage fright due to the large number of visitors. He pushed aside the crowd, walked to the stadium commentary table, took out his wand and pointed at his throat and said: "The voice is loud!"

The next moment, his voice echoed throughout the stadium: "Ladies and gentlemen..."

Obviously, the lengthy opening remarks of the British Minister of Magic did not arouse the interest of the wizards present. Many wizards ignored Fudge at all and continued to talk about their own things in the audience.

The same goes for the oddball trio in the corner.

"Have you heard? The spell this time was actually invented by Salazar. Oh, modern wizards only have this ability. They live on the inheritance left by their ancestors. The decline of the magic world is visible to the naked eye. Human beings, whether Muggles or wizards, losing the favor of God are like losing the flock of shepherds." The wizard wearing linen robes had a smile on his face, but if you look directly into his eyes, you will find that he There was no emotion in those black eyes.

After hearing what he said, Lester suddenly became interested: There seems to be an unexpected gain today?

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