HP's Adagio Minor

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At the beginning of May, the Serbian school arrived in the small town of Suolva. After a short rest, the future exorcists visited the school in Durmstrang.

"Is this a boys' school?"

"Really? Probably because this kind of ghost place can't recruit girls."

"But according to the information I inquired about, there is a girl recruited for school this year, so maybe it's her."

"Maybe, but it could also be cross-dressing."

"Don't you know if you ask about this kind of thing?"

The girl walked towards a student leaning against the corridor, "Excuse me, do you know the name of the protagonist who participated in this performance?"

"Lola Barodis."

"Then, do you know where she is?"

"I know." Under the gray windproof hood of the other party, the green eyes looked at the visitor suspiciously, "What do you want to do with her?"

"Well, my friend and I are just a little curious." Elena explained, but what the other party said next made her eyes widen in surprise.

"it is me."

The girl lifted the hood of the windbreaker, revealing her blonde braids tied into a ponytail.

Everyone was stunned, and Elena didn't know that she could find it so accurately. She smiled kindly, "Hi, I'm Elena."

Lola looked at the candid and free-spirited senior girl in front of her, and asked, "Are you a 'Southern Princess'?"

"Me?" Elena laughed, "I'm not some kind of princess."

"She's the princess' bodyguard." A boy beside him interjected.

"That's right, Douglas, then you are the bodyguard's younger brother."

Lola has never seen boys and girls fighting like brothers—Elena laughed and cursed a few times, pointing in one direction and said, "Look there, Angelia, the long-haired lady from the Warlock Academy , she is."

I saw a group of people in black uniforms surrounding the statue, with the same arrogance on their faces, one of the girls was outstanding, with long orange hair hanging down like gentle waves, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Are you from the same school?"

Lola turned her eyes back to Elena and the others—the leather pants on her body, except for the color, were completely different from those of the conservative students from different schools.

The girl's doubts were exchanged for the other party's big laugh, "Yes, of course we are!"

"We are from the Hunter Academy." The boy named Douglas pouted, "But no matter what, Serbia will defeat you."

"Lola, what are you doing here"

"Ah, there is something so... has the self-study started?"

"Yes, I'm missing you." Anos replied lightly, but his eyes scanned the senior students from different schools vigilantly, "Sorry, everyone——"

It wasn't until they walked away that Douglas let out a sigh of relief, "Wow, he 'shocked' us just now? Didn't he? He's obviously not tall, but he has a lot of momentum."

"It's kind of interesting," Elena said, scanning the bright rocky ceiling, "—Durmstrang."

For the upcoming Tournament, most classes in the school are temporarily suspended. For safety reasons, the order in the school is stricter than before.But despite this, there is still friction between the Durmstrangs and the Serbs.

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three days later.

The 198th European Intercollegiate Quidditch Tournament begins.

On the day of the competition, Durmstrang, which has always been mysterious and low-key, was open to the public for a day. The media and scouts from all over the world flocked here. The waterway enters the boulder field.

So many people came at once, making the accommodation in the small town of Suolva full, and many people had to live in magic tents.

"I'm so nervous." Sunderland sat on the seat in the parents' viewing area, clutching his chest and saying.

"Me too, honey...but then again, we haven't watched a football game together for a long time." Edgar held his wife's hand, "Do you still remember that we went to the Braga broom fleet game."

"Of course I remember, you bought their lottery tickets and lost all your dinner money." Sunderland smiled. "It was really interesting back then."

Just as Barodis and his wife were reminiscing about the past, the two principals at the guest stage had finished their speeches, and the student representatives from the two parties took the stage.

"It's Heinrich. Leah often mentions him. He is very good, but unfortunately he doesn't get much support from the family."

Sunderland looked at the heroic appearance of the young man, because he was not the heir, so most of the excellent resources flowed to his cousin, but what is amazing is that he can still achieve his current achievements. Compared with his peers, There is no doubt about his ability.

Edgar looked at 'other people's children', thinking that his brother was still worried about Janis' failure in the OWLs a few days ago, and suddenly felt that the use of resources also depends on the child's own aptitude, otherwise it would be useless to try his best.

Soon, Heinrich finished his speech amidst the applause of the audience, and then the Serbian student representatives who came up were obviously weak in momentum, but their words were very gorgeous—this style was fully reflected in their guard of honor—and they were unrestrained The enthusiastic drumbeats accompanied the girls dancing cheerfully, and the colorful long skirts spun along, drawing beautiful circles one by one.

The flower bells in their hands waved with the rhythm, and the golden pink petals floated all over the ground, and then the teenagers joined in with fast and energetic dance steps, and the short sticks of the guard of honor fluttered up and down, turning into various fireworks in midair, Spread joy and joy to everyone present.

As they danced, they changed ranks until they reached the foot of the stone pillar--suddenly the music stopped, the boys and girls shouted in unison, and the bells and clubs changed back into wands.At this moment, a huge light curtain was reflected on the stone pillar——the story of the Goddess of Creation was performed particularly movingly under the operation of these Serbian students through beautiful magic effects.

With the end of the story, drums and double strings interweave a different kind of exotic style. A group of ladies in white clothes, holding various utensils, walked slowly on the purple carpet, and then six attendants dressed The young man was carrying a soft sedan chair, and a figure was sitting faintly in the golden curtain.

who is she?

Everyone is curious.

When the sound of the music became more solemn and sacred, and the golden embroidery on the carpet was shining brightly, the soft sedan suddenly floated higher and higher until it reached the top of the stone pillar, and then the curtain was slowly opened, revealing a slender lady, Stepping gracefully and calmly on the dark stone surface—and at that moment, green plants extended from her toes—all kinds of beautiful flowers bloomed, and this magical force full of vitality continued to spread outwards Spreading, the entire stone pillar was covered in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the soft sedan slowly fell to the ground, and turned into a beautiful golden statue in a blink of an eye. Boys and girls danced around the statue.Just as they shouted in unison, the statue suddenly cracked piece by piece, revealing a huge diamond-shaped amethyst inside—a female warrior with malt-colored skin, standing heroically on the top of the crystal, her golden leather armor was covered with Beautifully patterned, the bold cutout reveals a curvaceous back.She wields a huge sword with both hands, and her explosive swordsmanship moves make people dare not underestimate her strength.

"—It's the princess' guard!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

As the female warrior shouted, the amethyst became brighter and brighter, and then a ray of pure white mist-like magic energy gushed out from it, gradually condensing into a solid body - it wrapped the female warrior's body, and then, the female warrior kicked her feet vigorously. Pushing, unexpectedly, between a few ups and downs, he jumped directly from the ground to the slightly shorter pillar on the left.

The entire audience was almost stunned, and the flashes kept turning on, for fear of missing something.

[My part is over. ]

Elena smiled mockingly under the helmet, and retracted the giant sword into its scabbard.

When the hymn was played, she had to follow the rehearsal action, kneel down on one knee like everyone under the stone pillar, and show her loyalty to their royal family in a gesture of admiration.

Angelia sat on the golden throne full of precious stones, following the magic recorder of the "Princess of the South", and projected the picture on the huge light screen - everyone in the audience couldn't help but marvel again - she So beautiful!Skin as delicate as milk, eyes as amber, like a saint walking out of a painting.

She dragged her long dress of gold and silver threads to the ground, and a jewel-encrusted belt outlined her slender waist. She was covered with a short robe decorated with tassels, and on her shoulders was a wreath embroidered with gold thread and inlaid with pearls. Shaped epaulettes.

Her orange hair was tied into a complex bun, leaving only three long, thin braids. The tall golden crown was inlaid with square sapphires, and there were pure pearl strings hanging on both sides, pressing down the thin hair. The almost transparent silk veil added a touch of hazy beauty to her.

The whole suit is full of jewels and jewels, extremely luxurious, but it does not damage her chaste and noble temperament at all. This is a real princess!

At this time, just as the clouds in the sky parted, the golden sunlight shone on the holy girl—Angelia closed her eyes slightly, folded her hands in front of her chest, and chanted a series of long mantras with her delicate red lips. It became a beautiful carol, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Then seven light clusters of different colors appeared on the field, they formed a huge rainbow volleying in the sky, and then seven students riding broomsticks appeared at the end of the rainbow.

"Come, my warriors!"

The southern princess opened her arms to welcome the glory that belongs to Serbia.

The Serbian Quidditch team circled the field with seven colors of light, and then landed on the pillar on the right.

The Serbian students on the audience stage cheered together, the performance was simply fantastic!But before they were excited, a high-pitched hiss drew everyone's attention to the other side of the arena.

At some point, the thick clouds swallowed the sunlight again, and a few black dots approached quickly on the edge of the sky, and everyone's eyes widened—the one flying in front was a huge black lion. A vulture, with a sharp beak, slightly curled sharp claws, and a particularly strong body surrounded by beast armor.

It slammed into the field from high in the air, and a roundabout broke through the remaining rainbow brilliance in the air. The huge black wings almost swept the hats on the heads of the Serbs, making them scream.What frightened them even more was the beast knight in black light armor sitting on the griffin——with ice blue eyes as sharp as sharp blades, the person who looked at him almost lost the ability to speak.

[Simply stupid! ]

Quesai Helk was in a really bad mood, so his eyes became even colder and menacing.

Seven vigorous figures followed closely behind the Griffin. Viktor Krum leaned on the broom handle and took the lead in rushing in another direction. The other six players randomly transformed into an echelon formation.

Alexei was on the outer wing of the formation. Although he was subjected to a strong wind force, he had to try his best to control the direction of the broom, but the feeling of flying made his heart surge—he was so excited!

At the other end, the griffin flapped its wings, quickly circled the field, sent its owner to the pillar, and left with a roar.

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a real griffin..."

Most people's attention was attracted by the griffin, and they didn't even notice that the beast rider driving it had changed - Quesai Helk had no interest in standing here as a human flesh set.He took the invisibility cloak, gave the "Beast Rider No. 2" who was waiting here a wink of "boring you to death", and then disappeared without a trace.

Reye Hane was wearing the same style of cavalry armor, and stood there silently - he had already cleverly turned his feet into stones, so that he wouldn't be tired while watching the game standing up.

Then, due to maintaining formation, the Quidditch players who were slower in speed stood firm on the stone pillar on the right one by one.

Just when everyone was talking about the bare main stone pillar, a group of teenagers came from the entrance, the older ones wore robes with black background and silver border, and the younger ones wore robes with gray background and silver border. Members of the instrumental club in navy blue tunics dragged four huge horn carts—all of them lined up neatly under the stone pillars.

The low-pitched horn sounded, and the male voice group took the lead. They chanted in the barren northern elf language. This sound was amplified by the amplifying spell, and with a simple and primitive magical power, the audience present fell into a strange state. Rhythm.

All the people seem to have come to the desolate and cold wilderness, the black river valley stands here, facing the endless lake, it is whispering, it is shouting, it is roaring.

It is the north, it is wild, and it is inheritance.

The vast sky falls here, the stars shine here, it is the end of the world.

There is no sun, no moon, it is eternal darkness.

The bass of the teenagers trembled slightly, and the pure and beautiful children's voices flowed into the dark sea like a clear spring. Even if they couldn't understand what they were singing, they could still calm the heart. This song was like a pair of gentle spirits Hands, gently brushing away their worries in the world.

They really saw the hexagonal snowflakes falling from the sky, the water droplets falling from the crystal icicles, and the seeds buried deep in the frozen soil of the wilderness...

Will the seeds germinate?

Yes, yes, until someday.

In the cruel and harsh barren north, they actually saw hope.

Afterwards, the tune of the whole song gradually became passionate, and the students of the fighting club entered the arena with neat steps. The metal long sticks in their hands hit the stone pillars, and sparks were splashed, just like the description in the lyrics—— —

They are rock, they are fire, they are warriors.

They guard here, all the time.

They swore to live and die here.

Who are they?

Be proud!

Proud Durmstrang!

Who are they?

Be tough!

Tough Durmstrang!

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Even the worst students in the magic text class couldn't help but sing the "first school song" along with them. The deep and deep singing echoed throughout the arena——even though they didn't use any gorgeous magic, it still made people feel amazed. shocked.

And when the singing continued for a long time, the horn sounded again, and a clear howl sounded from far to near—this is a flying beast with a strange appearance, a golden horned crown, shiny scales all over its body, and a long tail. The feather flutters like a dream.

It came on the clouds, its pure white wings stretched out like a spirit of the wind, and the red mark on its forehead made its black eyes more agile.On the back of the white riding beast, there is another small figure, the whole body is wrapped in a thick horned snoring beast fur cloak, and the magic gem the size of a button shows a dazzling color.

"Merlin!"

Sunderland recognized her daughter at a glance. She was so excited and nervous that her heart almost rose to her throat.

At this time, Ryoma moved his figure with wonderful steps, turned into three unexpectedly, and all the people who witnessed all this began to doubt their own eyes.

"Am I not mistaken, is this an oriental illusion?"

"Magic mounts? Wow, that's cool, man!"

The reporters croaked in excitement, news!Headlines!selling point!This time, the pre-match performance was full of surprises, it was simply a feast for the news and entertainment circles.

Lola didn't know how fanatical the eyes of the crowd were following her, but Ryoma hated those flashing magic props very much, so he sprayed a mouthful of white flames in annoyance, but the result made the flashing lights even more violent——Reporters from big and small daily newspapers Howling below:

"George, close up! Quick!"

"It burned my camera, #$%..."

"Hahaha, I got it, I got it!!"

At the guest table not far away, representatives of Durmstrang looked calm.

"Why are the media so rude this year?"

"Probably they are all newcomers. I have seen very few people in the market, so I am too excited." Heinrich replied lightly.

"Ah."

Principal Karkaroff nodded. This time, the school's international reputation will be even better. It seems that there are indeed many benefits to hosting such activities.He folded his hands, thinking about how much copyright tax it would be appropriate to collect later.

On the other hand, Heinrich continued to sit quietly, as if he didn't notice the ugly faces of the Serbian principal and student union president.

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When the dragon horse landed lightly on the black stone pillar, the audience realized that the figure jumping off its back was actually the 'Princess of the North'? !

"She looks very young, is she 13 years old?" A lady said in surprise.

"It's 12 years old!"

Accompanied by the collective amazement of the people around, Sunderland suddenly felt proud, "She is my daughter."

"Oh, ma'am, sir, your children are so brave!" A gentleman sitting in the front row exclaimed, "It's amazing that such a young grade can ride so well!"

At this time, the light screen drew closer, and what was displayed in front of everyone was a childish face—green emerald eyes, skin that was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and smooth silver hair that almost fell to the ground.

The hexagonal crown on her head has an ancient beauty, like a delicate snowflake, and also like crystal clear ice, with large diamonds inlaid in it, reflecting the dazzling brilliance.

Her expression was indifferent, like a thousand years of frost, cold ice crystals spread from her feet, covering the entire stone pillar in an instant, and a double-headed eagle pattern appeared on the stone pillar, but it was burning.

The northern princess stood in front of the black jade throne carved in one piece, looking down at everyone.She held up the mithril scepter, lightning struck down from the thick ink-like clouds, and the violent hurricane blinded everyone's eyes.Then, after a brief silence, her cherry lips parted slightly, and every syllable she uttered was like crisp and crystal dewdrops——

"Oh night

just landed

The magic of your magical secret quietness

How gentle and sweet the shadows surrounded

How gentle, it is your musical message of hope

so majestic is your magic

The divine power to turn everything into a happy dream..."

oh night

still covers the earth

The magic of your magical secret quietness

How gentle and sweet the shadows surrounded

Is it not more beautiful than a dream?

Is it not more desirable than expected?

......"

(from the song "lanuit")

How can such a pure singing voice and majestic natural force be perfectly combined?

People were shocked by this contrasting performance, and they could hardly believe that it all came from these underage children.

After the pre-match performance, 'Southern Princess' and 'Northern Princess' prayed for the team members respectively, and then the game officially started.

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