HP Hermione's Phoenix

Even in July, the country is too shady to hear the cicadas.

Karkaroff stared blankly at the person in front of him.Lucius actually came over in person, which is not like his style at all.He still dresses so coquettishly, isn't he afraid that there will be a surplus of beauty potions? This is of course his style.

"Hehe, long time no see, Igor." Patriarch Platinum shook hands with him like a smiling fox.

"Hehe, nice to meet you, Lucius." The headmaster with a goatee smiled and held out the marked hand.

——He doesn’t know that I’m on the surface, but actually I’m also in my heart…

——He doesn’t know that I know he’s on the surface hehehehe hehehe is also in his heart In fact, it’s exactly why I hehehe…

The two ex-Death Eaters looked at each other, staring wide-eyed, and exchanged countless amounts of information in an instant.

Hermione raised an eyebrow beside her.

Finally, the Platinum Patriarch said kindly, "This person, you should know something about, is Sif's student and assistant, Miss Granger."

"Nice to meet you, Headmaster Karkaroff." Hermione showed the perfect eight teeth of the dentist's daughter.

"Hehe, I'm glad to meet you too..." Karkaroff's brain was racing!This was the little girl that Severus had mentioned in his letter, who had mentioned a lot - although most of his content was sarcasm at himself.

He also complimented with a smile: "Your school is really full of talents. Miss Granger has become Severus' assistant at a young age, and her future is limitless. The invention of Wolfsbane Potion is really a great contribution."

Hermione smiled and said, "You're overrated."

—She actually admitted it!

Karkaroff froze slightly in his heart, it turned out that this was indeed the case!Hogwarts has produced such a character this year, Muggle background can also make Lucius so valued, Wolfsbane potion and that kind of magical alchemy props have her shadow...

He couldn't help thinking of the Triwizard Tournament that was being organized, and his heart sank slightly.

But then Hermione was as naive as a little girl, and continued to show her white teeth: "Principal Karkaroff, in fact, I have always been interested in Durmstrang College, so I begged Uncle Lucius this time Bring me here. You wouldn't mind if I wanted to visit the school, would you?"

- Whoops.The first time Lucius heard Hermione call himself uncle, he suddenly felt toothache, stomach pain and liver pain.

Karkaroff pinched his goatee and looked at her thoughtfully, and finally called a tall boy casually: "Wick, show this lady around."

When she went up the fourth floor of the stairs, before she could speak, Viktor Krum took the initiative to help her lift the oversized suitcase, and lifted it up step by step.

Hermione shrugged involuntarily. In fact, the weight of the box was very light for her... But this classmate, you are too proactive and sincere...

"Thank you, I can carry it by myself in the corridor." She said hastily.

"Well—here are all the classrooms where we have classes."

Durmstrang's classrooms are larger than those at Hogwarts.The desks and chairs of each classroom are stacked in the corner, the podium of the classroom is set in the center, and there are fireplaces in the corners on both sides.

"Very good design..." Hermione nodded, but she was inevitably a little disappointed.In fact, she was a little disappointed when she saw Durmstrang at first sight. The castle with only four floors in total doesn't look too old. Where can there be spirits?

The solemn and simple corridor was empty.All the students were on vacation, only the tall boy with dark eyes looked at her quietly.

"Hmm... By the way, why are you looking at me like this?" Hermione looked up at him with a slight shame.

Viktor Klum is a very typical white guy.This kind of overly obvious physical features is not what she likes, but he has black hair and black eyes, so he is still kind.

In the shadow of the corridor, his eyes were as deep as a panda's.Pointing to his own box, he said in poor English: "There must be something in it that is very gray and precious to you—"

"Why do you say that?" Hermione looked at him with interest.

"My grandpa—has a box like this." He gestured with his hand, "Every lock is different, all of them are different."

"Yeah, you really know how to do it." She smiled and patted the box, "It's big enough to hold a person inside."

The four floors were quickly completed.Hermione found nothing.In the end, it was Krum who helped her carefully carry the box down.

"By the way, don't you go home during the summer vacation? Help the professor with a project?" She asked casually.

"Not...me, training."

"Oh?"

Krum looked at her with deeper eyes.He was only now sure that Hermione really didn't know him.

——Ten most valuable U-17 players in the world selected by the "Quidditch Weekly" for two consecutive years;

——Golden Globe Award for Best Young Player of the Year;

——Frequently quoted high prices by rich and powerful American clubs, which has set a new record for the highest price in the history of European Quidditch stars;

——"Wizard Weekly", voted by women for three consecutive years in the list of "Want him for Christmas dinner", ranking first in the youth category, first in the sports star category, and in the top three in the overall list.

——"Wizard Weekly", voted by men for three consecutive years "Want him for Christmas dinner" list, No. [-] in the youth category, No. [-] in the sports star category, and the top five in the overall list...

Even if he walked on the campus in Durmstrang or his hometown in Bulgaria, unless he wore a cloak as big as a Death Eater, he would definitely be recognized.Anyone could have recognized him, young or old.People who sell things will offer to free things, people who buy things will scream to bring back more repeat customers, gentlemen will take off their hats, and nympho will come up and down...

But this brunette girl, she really didn't know him.Her eyes were clear and calm, as if she had never read Quidditch, or even "Wizard Weekly".

Krum suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.Hermione noticed that his expression suddenly became a little lively.

"It's club... training. Youth team. I'm a, um, reserve player for a club..."

"Oh..." Hermione nodded symbolically, and said without sincerity, "That's amazing."

Viktor Krum, 16 years old this year.In the eyes of his classmates, he is a gloomy and paralyzed person.It reads gloomy and paralyzed, and writes madly and coolly.Of course he has the capital to be cool and handsome. Whenever he appears in school, he will bring his own BGM. The BGM is the screams, cheers and applause of everyone.The most frightening thing is that boys tend to be louder than girls...

It was the first time, the first time in his life, since he showed his incredible Quidditch talent in his hometown in Bulgaria since he was six years old, and it was the first time he was said "that's amazing" in this tone.

This kind of tone seems to be talking about the roots of Achnatherum splendens!

But he didn't know why, but he suddenly felt very excited.

His English is not good, and with a thick rolling tongue, he tried to gesture to her with his hands: "I will be 17 years old next year, and I will no longer be a U-17. I will become an official player, and I will participate in the World Cup next year. I'm Bulgarian, and if I try I'll be drafted from the club—"

He stopped suddenly.He suddenly realized that the other party was an Englishman.And next year's group stage draw and even the finals, they are very likely to face the British team.Otherwise, the other party will be very angry.

But Hermione nodded: "Oh, then go for it."

As soon as he saw this expression, he knew again... The other party was the kind of person who was not interested in Quidditch at all!No idea!Maybe you don't even know how many clubs there are in your own country!Do not!Not maybe!She definitely doesn't know this expression!

Seeing him scratching his head suddenly, Hermione said cutely: "We borrowed the school's training ground, it's very big. You can take a look."

She nodded: "OK."

Durmstrang's main castle is too small, but the grounds are indeed large enough.Hermione took a quick look and estimated that it was three times the size of Hogwarts.

This made people shake their heads inwardly. According to the climate of North Germany, when the wind from the Baltic Sea blows this way in winter, the site must be frozen like an icehouse.It is cool in summer, there are mountains in the distance, and there is also a big lake not far away.

They walked down the long ramp, Krum walking in front of her, always afraid that she would fall while dragging the box.

In a blink of an eye, it is a huge stadium.

Hermione was still looking around, this school is so empty, there is nothing... She couldn't help but looked down at the box again, feeling very worried, when will he be released?Have you been holding back all day today?Roast Chicken is also obsessed with games, insisting on going in to accompany him...

There were other people on the field, and someone yelled "Victor!"

Krum immediately waved excitedly.He suddenly had a wonderful sense of experience - he turned his head to the little brunette girl and said, "Then I'm going to train... You can, take a look."

"Oh, yes," Hermione replied casually.Sitting on the high platform, you can basically have a panoramic view of the whole school of Durmstrang - the weapon spirit must be gone, and you can only find another replacement...

——If that condition can be realized in Durmstrang, it seems like a good thing to finally set up a network between the two schools...

Someone throws him a broom, and they're all flying high—in the air, and the dude winks at him: "Hey, man, this is the first time you've brought a girl to see you play—"

The howling wind blew past the ears of the most valuable young player in Europe, the Bludger spun around, and Krum kept making difficult and complicated fake moves, suddenly feeling very light in his heart.

——Of course I didn’t need to bring girls to watch me play before, because they all came here on their own initiative...

——So, no sense of accomplishment at all!

"It's impossible! Lucius! You're talking too loud!" Karkaroff stood up angrily and accused.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited about Igor." Platinum Smiling Fox felt relieved, "This is just a suggestion. Whether the joint school intranet you proposed can be implemented is still a question."

Karkaroff looked at him gloomily, then turned around suddenly, looked out the window of the headmaster's office, and said in a very depressed tone, "Don't lie to me, Lucius. Let's explain it. Your technology, in Hogwarts If it can be done, it can be done here. Even if the conditions are sufficient, it can include not only Hogwarts, but also Diagon Alley, including the whole of Britain... including Germany, including the whole world, right?"

Lucius was taken aback.

"If I'm right, you've got a UK-wide network ready and are preparing to go on sale. Am I right?"

Lucius frowned suddenly, and was about to shoot up: You old thief, how dare you send someone to spy on me? !

"Hehe, I'm the one telling you this time, don't excite Lucius." Karkaroff turned around and said gloomily, "This is not my guess, and you don't have to be suspicious. I don't care about all of this." It was ordered by others, and your listing plan is also under speculation, I was just passing it on to you."

Lucius's heart changed rapidly, and his expression changed slightly: "Who is...? Igor, you are already the headmaster of Durmstrang, who can send you?! Could it be..."

Thousands of hippogriffs whizzed by in his mind, and he almost wanted to roll up his sleeves to see if the Dark Lord had returned!

"——It's not what you think, Lucius. It has nothing to do with the Lord...it's after I came to Germany..." Karkaroff sighed, and looked out of the window again, looking at the flying on the field Krum, who flew away, looked at the youthful flying body, as if he was looking at some distant hope of himself.

——Principal, is it beautiful?Karkaroff said aggrievedly in his heart.

——I also want to be a powerful headmaster like Dumbledore, not a shadow headmaster... But, I didn't expect that I just left the old devil and the old devil, and I just got out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth...

Seeing Karkaroff's mind full of thoughts, Lucius couldn't help but also fell silent.

After a while, he thought about it and asked, "You've been putting forward proposals to strengthen the joint exchanges between the three schools in the past two years, and you even asked to hold the Triwizard Tournament again... Is it related to this?"

Before Karkaroff could answer, at this moment, Lucius suddenly felt a shock, and a word faintly passed into his ears——Hermione has made great progress in this year, and even the golden crane doesn't need it. It's gone... He has never heard of a great wizard who can transmit sound from afar with his spiritual thoughts like this!

Hearing that sentence, he stopped hesitating and said directly: "Igor... your proposal is not impossible. Even the entire territory of Germany is connected to the Internet, and it is connected to the whole of Britain, even if it includes France can do it too."

Karkaroff's eyes lit up, and he was slightly relieved.

"But I want one thing." Lucius looked at him with some sympathy, and slowly, like a poet, he spoke, as if he had sentenced Karkaroff to death: "Your school is so big, can you plant trees? Near the lake The location between the Quidditch field and the Quidditch pitch is fine. To transplant an elf tree, a real, living elf tree, the age is more than 500 years old and less than 1000 years old, the bigger the better. If you can’t do it, forget it It's..."

Summer in North Germany comes and goes quickly.Hermione waved to Krum with a small box in her hand: "I'm leaving now. Thank you for showing me around today."

Krum jumped off the broom, unconsciously, his expression became a little melancholy again.

"Then... I hope we have a chance to meet again."

"Most definitely!"

"Weit...! Eh...The Quidditch World axtyearl...Iwill...youknow..."

Hermione couldn't help laughing when she heard his accent, "Come on! The whole world can see you."

She already had a plan in mind.Next year's Quidditch World Cup?Then Global Network must broadcast it!The global network must be completed before next year!

Krum didn't know what she was thinking, but his eyes lit up: "You...you will read it, right? Hermione..."

Hermione didn't correct his pronunciation, which she thought was amusing too.

"You'llwin! Isn't your name Victory?" She smiled and waved goodbye, "There is a leader in China, he named himself Li Desheng, and finally took over the world... goodbye!"

On the way back, Hermione said goodbye to Lucius directly at the airport.The other party looked suspicious, but still used the portkey to go back without asking anything.

She nearly kicked open the door of the airport hotel—refusing even to ask the porter to carry her luggage—and quickly opened the suitcase.

"Aren't you bored?" Hermione shouted down from the entrance of the dark box space.

"Haha!" The roast chicken was stupid, its hair was a little messy, but it jumped out energetically. "This kid...! Do it! I really have nothing to say! Haha!"

Hermione raised her eyebrows, and saw the black-haired boy coming out, wrapped in a bathrobe as usual, with two heavy handhelds in his hands...

"I have pierced through." He said slowly.The hair is still dripping, the skin is soaked whiter, the thin red lips are pursed, and the fingers are slender across the keyboard: "Two machines, a total of 79 games... I... um... all finished."