Talking: "..."
Thinking: '...'
System: [.....]
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Sean's heart beat fiercely, and the feeling of obsession came back.
He hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of pumpkin juice. When he raised his head again, the girl was still staring at him, but the feeling dissipated.
'This girl definitely has Veela blood!'
Sean raised the cup, then smiled and greeted her.
However, he thought in his heart that 'he would stay away from this senior in the future.'
After everyone had their fill of food, the rest of the food disappeared from the plates. The plates were all clean again. After a while, the pudding came up. Ice cream in all flavors, apple pie, syrupy fruit tarts, chocolate muffins, fried jam doughnuts, marmalade pudding, strawberries, jelly, rice pudding…
For Sean, most desserts in the UK are too high in sugar.
Seeing that Cotton, who was on the side, smeared another layer of cream on the dessert, Sean had a bit of a toothache. 'That thing must be sweet.'
As the desert came to an end, Dumbledore stood up again.
"Oh, now that everyone has enough eaten, and before you go to sleep, let me give you a few things to keep in mind for the new semester."
The auditorium suddenly fell silent, leaving only the slight crackling sound of candles burning.
"First-year freshmen, note that the forest area on the school grounds is forbidden for any students to enter. Some of our senior classmates should also keep this in mind."
Dumbledore's eyes swept around the Gryffindor table.
"Furthermore, Mr. Filch, the administrator, also wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridor between classes.
"The choosing of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this term. Students who are interested in participating in the academy team, please contact Ms. Hooch."
After saying this, Dumbledore's expression became a little serious. He waved his right hand lightly, and a column of fiery red letters appeared in the air.
Nurmengard.
"Presumably some old students also learned the news. Yes, we have reached an academic exchange plan with Nurmengard School of Magic."
The originally quiet auditorium suddenly became noisy, and the students all started to discuss it.
"That gossip actually came true? God, when I think of those guys in Nurmengard with their nostrils up, I think going to get sick." Cotton was complaining to the others.
"Can you tell me why?" Sean turned his head to the side and asked softly, and Hermione on the side approached curiously.
"Oh, are you from a Muggle family?" Cotton showed a stunned look, and then his face became ugly involuntarily. "Since its establishment, Nurmengard has promised to become the most outstanding magic school in the new era. Then, I don't know what agreement the principals reached, and the Triwizard Tournament, which was originally suspended, was restarted again. The number of participants in each school has increased to three, and the organizer has also added Nurmengard..."
In Cotton's dissatisfied remarks, Sean learned that after the establishment of Nurmengard, they not only madly recruited students from other schools, but also kept advocating "the new generation of wizards' elite education". However, the three European schools, which were originally dismissive, failed miserably in the re-hosted first Goblet of Fire tournament!
Not only that, but in the following decade, Nurmengard won almost all the championships, while Hogwarts won the remaining championships.
For decades, there have been more and more students in Nurmengard, and Hogwarts in England can still have a good number of students, but Durmstrang in Germany is now close to bankruptcy. It is said that the entire Durmstrang school may not have as many students as a year at Hogwarts.
And another reason why Nurmengard makes Hogwarts so hostile is magic. According to Cotton's original words, those guys in Nurmengard use "black magic". They are ruthless, completely disregarding the safety of their companions, and are even more ruthless towards their enemies.
Last year, the Goblet of Fire was held at Hogwarts just last year. One of the three warriors at Hogwarts was from Ravenclaw. He was cursed by the opponent during the game. The rest of the tournament time was spent in the St Mungo's Hospital.
And the other students who came to Hogwarts didn't even apologize at all, and even blatantly provoked them. A lot of conflict broke out between the two sides.
"A group of beasts in wizard robes." This was Cotton's final comment.
Sean nodded thoughtfully, no wonder the two who came to recruit students were so tit-for-tat, the grievances between the two schools were indeed not small.
Cotton raised his head and glanced at the long table of teachers, complaining, "I still have to communicate with those guys academically. I really don't know what Professor Dumbledore thinks."
Dumbledore's old wise face was calm, and he didn't even stop the noise in the auditorium. He didn't extend a hand until the discussion subsided a little.
"This is a long-established plan," the words Nurmengard burned quietly in front of him, "they will come to Hogwarts after the semester is over, and I hope everyone can get along with the guests from afar. ."
He paused: "Show the glory of being a Hogwarts student."
Dumbledore's prestige is very high, although many people muttered a few words in secret dissatisfaction, but all the students straightened their backs.
"Finally, I would like to remind everyone that those who do not want to suffer an accident or die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."
Sean frowned, 'Voldemort isn't around, Dumbledore still arranged the Philosopher's Stone ploy?'
'Who is this aimed at? Grindelwald? Or his followers?'
Dumbledore smiled again: now before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Sean noticed that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze.
Dumbledore took out his wand, he waved it lightly, Nurmengard's font disappeared, and the flames recomposed a large paragraph of lyrics in mid-air.
"Everyone chooses their favorite tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"
All the teachers and students sang aloud:
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling,
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot
Everyone sang the school song in a normal tune. Only the Weasley twins continued to sing along to ''a slow funeral march" tune Dumbledore conducted the last few sound for the two of them, and when they were done singing, his applause was loudest.
"Music," he said, wiping his eyes, "a magic beyond all we do here, now Everyone go back to the dorms."
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(There should be another chapter today or two.)
I deleted some words and changed some to be more readable.
Thanks for reading