From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

When the old students who came from the main entrance of Hogwarts took their seats one after another at the long tables of their respective houses, they soon discovered that on the high platform in the auditorium, most of the professors' faces looked very solemn.

Principal Dippet was sitting on the chair in the middle of the high platform with a straight face the whole time and his brows were furrowed tightly, which made all the little wizards in the audience fearful and even dampened the joyful atmosphere of the beginning of school.

Professor Bierley next to Principal Dippet had a heartbroken expression, even worse than the expression he had when a big problem occurred in the Christmas play last year!

Xiwen secretly raised his heart, wondering if the professors knew about his invasion of the Department of Mysteries to obtain time energy.

But that’s not right. This matter should be handled by the Ministry of Magic itself, and the professors should not be so embarrassed...

As Professor Kettleburn brought the new students in from the entrance courtyard, the sorting ceremony went on as scheduled.

Just when Professor Melos was organizing the new students to sort into different schools as usual, Xiwen suddenly discovered that the seat next to Professor Bierley had been empty.

That's the position of Head of Gryffindor.

"Dumbledore is not here, is Grindelwald making any big moves today?" Sivan frowned, secretly guessing.

Suddenly, he remembered today’s date—September 1, 1939!

This special date in history is not only the day when Hogwarts starts school, but also an important date when another big event happens!

Could it be that the great war in the Muggle world has something to do with the wizarding world in this world?

Xiwen's doubts were quickly answered.

After the sorting ceremony for the new students was officially concluded, Principal Dippet stood up and gave an unprecedentedly long speech in a very serious manner.

"First of all, welcome everyone to Hogwarts. This will be your other home for the next seven years. We must live in harmony and make progress together at Hogwarts. I hope you can all bring glory to the school..."

With a forced smile, Principal Dippet finished his general welcome speech.

Then, his face turned completely serious and he said in a deep voice: "Before the school officially starts, I have to tell you some unfortunate news——"

"The Ministry of Magic of the United Kingdom has confirmed that in the early hours of this morning, Grindelwald led members of the Wiccan Party and employees of the Ministry of Magic who were completely instigated to launch an attack on the Polish magical community. As of 4 o'clock this afternoon, the Polish Ministry of Magic has

Completely occupied! Now only some civil organizations are resisting their invasion, but with little effect!"

"At the same time, Grindelwald also persuaded the Muggle army to provoke a war in the Muggle world. All these things tell us that the war between the wizarding world and the Muggle world has officially begun...

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"...Perhaps some new students may have questions, why is there a vacant seat in the professor's chair? This is because the head of Gryffindor, Albus Dumbledore, has rushed to Poland for support, but according to him

Judging from the news coming out, the current situation is not optimistic..."

"...In order to cope with the war that will surely spread throughout Europe and even the world, I announce that all entertainment activities at Hogwarts, such as drama and Quidditch, will be suspended!"

The previous news had already shocked the students, and the principal's decision to suspend recreational activities caused an even greater uproar among the students. Many radical Quidditch and drama enthusiasts took to the stage and prepared to protest to the principal.

.Abraxas is one of them.

"I have just been a substitute for a year and haven't officially played in a game yet. Why aren't we allowed to play Quidditch?!" He shouted loudly. "No, I must tell my dad and let the school board take action.

This principal should be fired."

"I remember that the school board needs more than half of the people to sign a consent form before it can decide on the appointment or removal of the principal." Xiwen tugged on Abu's school robe and said softly.

"My father will definitely find a way to get other school directors to agree!" he said angrily.

In the midst of the noise, Principal Dippet took out his wand and pointed it at his throat, used an amplifying spell, and then shouted solemnly:

"Everyone is silent!!!"

The little wizards were suffocated by his voice, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet.

After a brief moment of silence, Principal Dippet maintained his voice amplified by the amplifying spell, and then made another decision.

"In order to improve the self-protection ability of Hogwarts students in the upcoming war, starting from this semester, the time for watching Quidditch and other entertainment activities will be changed to another course - dueling course!"

"The duel class will be held in the Hogwarts auditorium, and all students must participate. This course is mainly taught by the department heads of the five major subjects in turn. The purpose is to increase your practical experience and improve your ability to respond to crises.

This will improve the chances of survival for all of you in the coming war!"

"That's probably what I want to say. Now everyone can start eating."

After Principal Dippet finished speaking, he hurriedly left the auditorium, leaving many little wizards in the audience looking at each other...

"Abu, aren't you going to fire Principal Dippet?" Mobley asked vaguely, chewing a piece of pudding in his mouth.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the newly opened dueling class, I would have asked my father to kick him out!" Abu snorted coldly and replied to Mobley.

"So can dueling lessons replace Quidditch's position in your mind?" Xiwen asked in confusion.

As soon as Xiwen asked this question, he knew he had asked the wrong question.

Both Abu and Mobley looked at him in shock, as if they didn't expect that he would ask such a question. Mobley didn't even chew the pudding in his mouth.

"Please, that's a dueling class!" Mobley said loudly. "Dueling is the most sacred activity for wizards since ancient times!"

Mobley was so angry that he spurted out all the pudding bits in his mouth towards Xiwen. He was so frightened that Xiwen subconsciously raised his hand and cast a small wind of Vatum to blow the pudding out of him and blow it back to his face.

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"Xiwen, are you really a member of the pure-blood family?" Abu also asked excitedly. "Which pure-blood has not grown up in the duels of various powerful wizards, and which pure-blood has not dreamed of being with himself?

Let’s engage in a sacred and solemn duel with our old enemies?!”

Xiwen looked at Abu who was full of excitement and Mobley who was full of excitement and pudding, and felt that he was out of tune with them...

"I've obviously been in many duels, and I don't think my holiness has gone anywhere..." Xiwen silently thought about the people he had come to challenge and who had written letters to criticize him, and wondered where the source of the problem was.

problem.

At this moment, Professor Mellors, who looked worried, walked down the high platform of the auditorium, came to the Slytherin table, and walked straight to where Xiwen was. Her arrival made Abu and the excited people

Mobley immediately calmed down and started eating like a good student.

Professor Mellors' originally worried face couldn't help but laugh when he saw Mobley's face covered with pudding crumbs. He seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Rozier, come to my office after dinner." She forced herself to hold back her smile, turned her head and said to Xiwen.

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