Chapter 370: Ifamoni and Hogwarts
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After the students left, Felix sat alone in an armchair, lost in thought. Several pieces of parchment were floating in front of him, and lines of letters appeared one after another, as if an invisible quill was writing on them.
The thick white fog dissipated as if it was being lit by the sun, and the unobstructed square, the arena of imitating the wizard duel, the arena with circular walls, and the maze of twists and turns disappeared little by little, as if from Never appeared.
It became a dazzling white, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, and there was nothing around it.
The memories of several professors came out. They looked like real people, but after all, they were just memories. All their emotions are left in the past, and they will not be troubled at this moment.
"It's still too deserted here." Young Albus Dumbledore said, conjuring a carved bench for himself, and sat down: "I like the excitement better."
Felix took out his chin, put a few parchments together, smiled and said, "Then persuade yourself, I can see that the principal has some thoughts. This is what I hope, maybe only he can Persuade Mr. Scamander."
"If it's about the memory of magical animals, it's not that difficult... Newt is a very kind person unless," young Albus Dumbledore looked at him playfully, his reddish brown hair slightly curled, "you think Want more."
"Yes," Felix admitted, "I hope he will leave a memory, after all, the knowledge that can be written in books is only a small part of his precious thoughts."
The young Felix Hopp curled his lips. "It's so confusing." He said sharply, "Tangible knowledge can help students, but intangible ones can help him."
Several professors present laughed.
The young Minerva McGonagall did not smile, looked at them with bright eyes, and snorted angrily: "Gentlemen, we should work."
"That's right," said the young Flitwick, who turned his legs into a cloud of mist and floated in the air, looking like a lamp **** from a Muggle fairy tale. "Today we are just trying our skills. There are still many interesting scenes in my mind, such as the fairy tribe."
The young Albus Dumbledore shook his head. "Can I say that my memories from school are a bit boring, but I did use the summer vacation to visit some interesting people, some of whom still keep in correspondence with me. For the sake of this. Writing the thesis, I also spent quite a long time observing giants, sagittarius, and troll tribes..."
The young Felix Heap murmured: "Compared with them, I am like a piece of white paper." He glanced at his own body, "How about a black market exhibition all over the world? Let the students practice disguise and sneak in. , Found someone with ulterior motives? But I need your help."
Felix said dumbfounded: "What black market? That's just part of the customs and customs of foreign magic circles. I'm just curious for a while..."
But his words were ignored, and several professors became busy.
Mountains, ravines, caves, taverns... goblins, giants, centaurs, giants... various scenes are stacked on top of each other. They appear for the first time today, but they have been remembered by this space. When necessary, they are the administrators. Can be called arbitrarily.
...
Harry has been very busy recently. On Monday, he declined the invitation of Gryffindor’s ghost, who was almost headless. He heard that they held a party and invited all the ghosts, but in the middle of the scene, Pippi made a big noise. A precious exhibit is gone.
Hermione is also very busy. She seems to be living in the library. Except for classroom No. 7 and in the classroom, no people are visible at other times. From the chats of her roommate, she has not been to the kitchen to chat with the house elves for several days. Even when she occasionally glanced at the common room, she hid herself behind a thick stack of books, and he could only see a brown top of his head.
As soon as get out of class is over, she will dig out small notes from her pockets, schoolbags, and textbook sandwiches, count the above questions one by one, and ask different professors.
He actually wants to ask questions, but the point is that he doesn't know what to ask. He pulled out one of Hermione's borrowed books, and fell drowsy when he read the second paragraph. He and Ron wandered aimlessly in the restricted area of the library, looking at knowledge that did not belong to them. He can only select books with the words "Duel", "Strong", and "Spell Encyclopedia" in the name to read. Ron is similar. He is very interested in a book of curses **** in chains. The cover of the book There was a wizard howling in pain, and the wizard seemed to pull his head out of the book.
But Harry thought Ron was simply thinking that the cover was cool, or that the pointed chin and light-colored hair of the Witch of Pain were a bit like Malfoy, so he stopped him, because Ron soon lost interest in it.
...
Felix found that this year's Hogwarts meeting had become more numerous. Sometimes just after class from the classroom, or when answering a student’s question, Professor McGonagall’s cat-shaped patron saint suddenly jumps in front of him and brings Professor McGonagall’s message.
"Ivamoni's delegation is coming."
He and many professors were sitting in the long faculty lounge, bathed in the brilliance of the bright and soft magic lamp, listening to Professor McGonagall's speech. Dumbledore crossed his hands, leaned against the back of the chair, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, showing a confident expression.
But Felix estimated that he was thinking about something else. He also possesses this skill and has deliberately practiced it.
However, he paid more attention to Professor McGonagall's speech. Professor Sprout had already asked him what he was confused about: "So early? Boothbatten and Durmstrang have almost two weeks to arrive."
Professor McGonagall explained: “The representatives of Ifamoni hope to come in advance to familiarize themselves with the environment and understand Hogwarts... This is closely related to everyone here. Dumbledore approved the students of Ifamoni to take six courses. Seventh grade curriculum."
The professors looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled and nodded, his beard trembling.
Trelawney, who looked confused and confused, raised her head and said sharply: "I don't accept all students, Dumbledore. If they don't have enough spirituality, I want to explain in advance that they will not be more than one. Only trolls learn more."
Snape choked. He just wanted to talk, but Trelawney was ahead of him. He could only follow her words and said coldly: "I am the same, the principal. Some students can be accepted, but they must show enough talent in the subject of potions, otherwise, I can only arrange for them to enter. Lower grades, fifth grade, fourth grade..."
Professor McGonagall looked at them hesitantly. Dumbledore smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Severus, as far as I know, Iphamoni also has a potion class, or the founder of Iphamoni is deeply influenced by Hogwarts. In terms of the similarity of the courses, they are more closely connected than other schools."
"Iphamoni also has four college long-horned water snakes, cats and leopards, thunderbirds, and goblins. Of course, they are not the goblins in our impression of entrenched in the garden. This interesting error comes from the difference in translation. In fact, they are The native species of North America ~www.novelhall.com~ is related to the fairies in Europe. According to my guess, it may be a distant relative of fairies, because they have lost their unique culture and hide themselves in dense forests. , But they have learned to use poisoned bows and arrows."
"These four academies represent a unique perspective of the wizard’s wisdom, body, soul, and heart. This makes, in our opinion, the students of Ifamoni show obvious inter-academic characteristics, such as long horns. The Water Snake Academy combines some of the characteristics of Ravenclaw and Slytherin."
"The differences in this similarity, and the collision of ideas they bring about, are the most precious things."
"They may understand and spy on our ideas, but understanding is mutual, and we should welcome them." Dumbledore said to the professors.
After the meeting, Professor Pomona Sprout found Felix.
She is a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts and the dean of Hufflepuff College. She is optimistic and compassionate by nature, and has a profound knowledge of magical plants.
"Do you want to keep a memory too, need help?" Felix said with interest, "Of course it's okay."
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After the students left, Felix sat alone in an armchair, lost in thought. Several pieces of parchment were floating in front of him, and lines of letters appeared one after another, as if an invisible quill was writing on them.
The thick white fog dissipated as if it was being lit by the sun, and the unobstructed square, the arena of imitating the wizard duel, the arena with circular walls, and the maze of twists and turns disappeared little by little, as if from Never appeared.
It became a dazzling white, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, and there was nothing around it.
The memories of several professors came out. They looked like real people, but after all, they were just memories. All their emotions are left in the past, and they will not be troubled at this moment.
"It's still too deserted here." Young Albus Dumbledore said, conjuring a carved bench for himself, and sat down: "I like the excitement better."
Felix took out his chin, put a few parchments together, smiled and said, "Then persuade yourself, I can see that the principal has some thoughts. This is what I hope, maybe only he can Persuade Mr. Scamander."
"If it's about the memory of magical animals, it's not that difficult... Newt is a very kind person unless," young Albus Dumbledore looked at him playfully, his reddish brown hair slightly curled, "you think Want more."
"Yes," Felix admitted, "I hope he will leave a memory, after all, the knowledge that can be written in books is only a small part of his precious thoughts."
The young Felix Hopp curled his lips. "It's so confusing." He said sharply, "Tangible knowledge can help students, but intangible ones can help him."
Several professors present laughed.
The young Minerva McGonagall did not smile, looked at them with bright eyes, and snorted angrily: "Gentlemen, we should work."
"That's right," said the young Flitwick, who turned his legs into a cloud of mist and floated in the air, looking like a lamp **** from a Muggle fairy tale. "Today we are just trying our skills. There are still many interesting scenes in my mind, such as the fairy tribe."
The young Albus Dumbledore shook his head. "Can I say that my memories from school are a bit boring, but I did use the summer vacation to visit some interesting people, some of whom still keep in correspondence with me. For the sake of this. Writing the thesis, I also spent quite a long time observing giants, sagittarius, and troll tribes..."
The young Felix Heap murmured: "Compared with them, I am like a piece of white paper." He glanced at his own body, "How about a black market exhibition all over the world? Let the students practice disguise and sneak in. , Found someone with ulterior motives? But I need your help."
Felix said dumbfounded: "What black market? That's just part of the customs and customs of foreign magic circles. I'm just curious for a while..."
But his words were ignored, and several professors became busy.
Mountains, ravines, caves, taverns... goblins, giants, centaurs, giants... various scenes are stacked on top of each other. They appear for the first time today, but they have been remembered by this space. When necessary, they are the administrators. Can be called arbitrarily.
...
Harry has been very busy recently. On Monday, he declined the invitation of Gryffindor’s ghost, who was almost headless. He heard that they held a party and invited all the ghosts, but in the middle of the scene, Pippi made a big noise. A precious exhibit is gone.
Hermione is also very busy. She seems to be living in the library. Except for classroom No. 7 and in the classroom, no people are visible at other times. From the chats of her roommate, she has not been to the kitchen to chat with the house elves for several days. Even when she occasionally glanced at the common room, she hid herself behind a thick stack of books, and he could only see a brown top of his head.
As soon as get out of class is over, she will dig out small notes from her pockets, schoolbags, and textbook sandwiches, count the above questions one by one, and ask different professors.
He actually wants to ask questions, but the point is that he doesn't know what to ask. He pulled out one of Hermione's borrowed books, and fell drowsy when he read the second paragraph. He and Ron wandered aimlessly in the restricted area of the library, looking at knowledge that did not belong to them. He can only select books with the words "Duel", "Strong", and "Spell Encyclopedia" in the name to read. Ron is similar. He is very interested in a book of curses **** in chains. The cover of the book There was a wizard howling in pain, and the wizard seemed to pull his head out of the book.
But Harry thought Ron was simply thinking that the cover was cool, or that the pointed chin and light-colored hair of the Witch of Pain were a bit like Malfoy, so he stopped him, because Ron soon lost interest in it.
...
Felix found that this year's Hogwarts meeting had become more numerous. Sometimes just after class from the classroom, or when answering a student’s question, Professor McGonagall’s cat-shaped patron saint suddenly jumps in front of him and brings Professor McGonagall’s message.
"Ivamoni's delegation is coming."
He and many professors were sitting in the long faculty lounge, bathed in the brilliance of the bright and soft magic lamp, listening to Professor McGonagall's speech. Dumbledore crossed his hands, leaned against the back of the chair, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, showing a confident expression.
But Felix estimated that he was thinking about something else. He also possesses this skill and has deliberately practiced it.
However, he paid more attention to Professor McGonagall's speech. Professor Sprout had already asked him what he was confused about: "So early? Boothbatten and Durmstrang have almost two weeks to arrive."
Professor McGonagall explained: “The representatives of Ifamoni hope to come in advance to familiarize themselves with the environment and understand Hogwarts... This is closely related to everyone here. Dumbledore approved the students of Ifamoni to take six courses. Seventh grade curriculum."
The professors looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled and nodded, his beard trembling.
Trelawney, who looked confused and confused, raised her head and said sharply: "I don't accept all students, Dumbledore. If they don't have enough spirituality, I want to explain in advance that they will not be more than one. Only trolls learn more."
Snape choked. He just wanted to talk, but Trelawney was ahead of him. He could only follow her words and said coldly: "I am the same, the principal. Some students can be accepted, but they must show enough talent in the subject of potions, otherwise, I can only arrange for them to enter. Lower grades, fifth grade, fourth grade..."
Professor McGonagall looked at them hesitantly. Dumbledore smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Severus, as far as I know, Iphamoni also has a potion class, or the founder of Iphamoni is deeply influenced by Hogwarts. In terms of the similarity of the courses, they are more closely connected than other schools."
"Iphamoni also has four college long-horned water snakes, cats and leopards, thunderbirds, and goblins. Of course, they are not the goblins in our impression of entrenched in the garden. This interesting error comes from the difference in translation. In fact, they are The native species of North America ~www.novelhall.com~ is related to the fairies in Europe. According to my guess, it may be a distant relative of fairies, because they have lost their unique culture and hide themselves in dense forests. , But they have learned to use poisoned bows and arrows."
"These four academies represent a unique perspective of the wizard’s wisdom, body, soul, and heart. This makes, in our opinion, the students of Ifamoni show obvious inter-academic characteristics, such as long horns. The Water Snake Academy combines some of the characteristics of Ravenclaw and Slytherin."
"The differences in this similarity, and the collision of ideas they bring about, are the most precious things."
"They may understand and spy on our ideas, but understanding is mutual, and we should welcome them." Dumbledore said to the professors.
After the meeting, Professor Pomona Sprout found Felix.
She is a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts and the dean of Hufflepuff College. She is optimistic and compassionate by nature, and has a profound knowledge of magical plants.
"Do you want to keep a memory too, need help?" Felix said with interest, "Of course it's okay."
After the students left, Felix sat alone in an armchair, lost in thought. Several pieces of parchment were floating in front of him, and lines of letters appeared one after another, as if an invisible quill was writing on them.The thick white fog dissipated as if it was being lit by the sun, and the unobstructed square, the arena of imitating the wizard duel, the arena with circular walls, and the maze of twists and turns disappeared little by little, as if from Never appeared.It became a dazzling white, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, and there was nothing around it.The memories of several professors came out. They looked like real people, but after all, they were just memories. All their emotions are left in the past, and they will not be troubled at this moment."It's still too deserted here." Young Albus Dumbledore said, conjuring a carved bench for himself, and sat down: "I like the excitement better."Felix took out his chin, put a few parchments together, smiled and said, "Then persuade yourself, I can see that the principal has some thoughts. This is what I hope, maybe only he can Persuade Mr. Scamander.""If it's about the memory of magical animals, it's not that difficult... Newt is a very kind person unless," young Albus Dumbledore looked at him playfully, his reddish brown hair slightly curled, "you think Want more.""Yes," Felix admitted, "I hope he will leave a memory, after all, the knowledge that can be written in books is only a small part of his precious thoughts."The young Felix Hopp curled his lips. "It's so confusing." He said sharply, "Tangible knowledge can help students, but intangible ones can help him."Several professors present laughed.The young Minerva McGonagall did not smile, looked at them with bright eyes, and snorted angrily: "Gentlemen, we should work.""That's right," said the young Flitwick, who turned his legs into a cloud of mist and floated in the air, looking like a lamp **** from a Muggle fairy tale. "Today we are just trying our skills. There are still many interesting scenes in my mind, such as the fairy tribe."The young Albus Dumbledore shook his head. "Can I say that my memories from school are a bit boring, but I did use the summer vacation to visit some interesting people, some of whom still keep in correspondence with me. For the sake of this. Writing the thesis, I also spent quite a long time observing giants, sagittarius, and troll tribes..."The young Felix Heap murmured: "Compared with them, I am like a piece of white paper." He glanced at his own body, "How about a black market exhibition all over the world? Let the students practice disguise and sneak in. , Found someone with ulterior motives? But I need your help."Felix said dumbfounded: "What black market? That's just part of the customs and customs of foreign magic circles. I'm just curious for a while..."But his words were ignored, and several professors became busy.Mountains, ravines, caves, taverns... goblins, giants, centaurs, giants... various scenes are stacked on top of each other. They appear for the first time today, but they have been remembered by this space. When necessary, they are the administrators. Can be called arbitrarily....Harry has been very busy recently. On Monday, he declined the invitation of Gryffindor's ghost, who was almost headless. He heard that they held a party and invited all the ghosts, but in the middle of the scene, Pippi made a big noise. A precious exhibit is gone.Hermione is also very busy. She seems to be living in the library. Except for classroom No. 7 and in the classroom, no people are visible at other times. From the chats of her roommate, she has not been to the kitchen to chat with the house elves for several days. Even when she occasionally glanced at the common room, she hid herself behind a thick stack of books, and he could only see a brown top of his head.As soon as get out of class is over, she will dig out small notes from her pockets, schoolbags, and textbook sandwiches, count the above questions one by one, and ask different professors.He actually wants to ask questions, but the point is that he doesn't know what to ask. He pulled out one of Hermione's borrowed books, and fell drowsy when he read the second paragraph. He and Ron wandered aimlessly in the restricted area of the library, looking at knowledge that did not belong to them. He can only select books with the words "Duel", "Strong", and "Spell Encyclopedia" in the name to read. Ron is similar. He is very interested in a book of curses **** in chains. The cover of the book There was a wizard howling in pain, and the wizard seemed to pull his head out of the book.But Harry thought Ron was simply thinking that the cover was cool, or that the pointed chin and light-colored hair of the Witch of Pain were a bit like Malfoy, so he stopped him, because Ron soon lost interest in it....Felix found that this year's Hogwarts meeting had become more numerous. Sometimes just after class from the classroom, or when answering a student's question, Professor McGonagall's cat-shaped patron saint suddenly jumps in front of him and brings Professor McGonagall's message."Ivamoni's delegation is coming."He and many professors were sitting in the long faculty lounge, bathed in the brilliance of the bright and soft magic lamp, listening to Professor McGonagall's speech. Dumbledore crossed his hands, leaned against the back of the chair, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, showing a confident expression.But Felix estimated that he was thinking about something else. He also possesses this skill and has deliberately practiced it.However, he paid more attention to Professor McGonagall's speech. Professor Sprout had already asked him what he was confused about: "So early? Boothbatten and Durmstrang have almost two weeks to arrive."Professor McGonagall explained: The representatives of Ifamoni hope to come in advance to familiarize themselves with the environment and understand Hogwarts... This is closely related to everyone here. Dumbledore approved the students of Ifamoni to take six courses. Seventh grade curriculum."The professors looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled and nodded, his beard trembling.Trelawney, who looked confused and confused, raised her head and said sharply: "I don't accept all students, Dumbledore. If they don't have enough spirituality, I want to explain in advance that they will not be more than one. Only trolls learn more."Snape choked. He just wanted to talk, but Trelawney was ahead of him. He could only follow her words and said coldly: "I am the same, the principal. Some students can be accepted, but they must show enough talent in the subject of potions, otherwise, I can only arrange for them to enter. Lower grades, fifth grade, fourth grade..."Professor McGonagall looked at them hesitantly. Dumbledore smiled and said, "Don't worry, Severus, as far as I know, Iphamoni also has a potion class, or the founder of Iphamoni is deeply influenced by Hogwarts. In terms of the similarity of the courses, they are more closely connected than other schools.""Iphamoni also has four college long-horned water snakes, cats and leopards, thunderbirds, and goblins. Of course, they are not the goblins in our impression of entrenched in the garden. This interesting error comes from the difference in translation. In fact, they are The native species of North America ~www.novelhall.com~ is related to the fairies in Europe. According to my guess, it may be a distant relative of fairies, because they have lost their unique culture and hide themselves in dense forests. , But they have learned to use poisoned bows and arrows.""These four academies represent a unique perspective of the wizard's wisdom, body, soul, and heart. This makes, in our opinion, the students of Ifamoni show obvious inter-academic characteristics, such as long horns. The Water Snake Academy combines some of the characteristics of Ravenclaw and Slytherin.""The differences in this similarity, and the collision of ideas they bring about, are the most precious things.""They may understand and spy on our ideas, but understanding is mutual, and we should welcome them." Dumbledore said to the professors.After the meeting, Professor Pomona Sprout found Felix.She is a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts and the dean of Hufflepuff College. She is optimistic and compassionate by nature, and has a profound knowledge of magical plants."Do you want to keep a memory too, need help?" Felix said with interest, "Of course it's okay."
