harry potter book of crimes

"...Victor Krum."

The outstanding seeker of the Bulgarian team was sleeping in the team's temporary camp. To be honest, he didn't sleep well, but he finally fell asleep now.

Who knows, he seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze.

"Victor Krum!"

Yes, someone was calling him, and Krum suddenly woke up.

"Who? Who's there?" He took out his wand from under the pillow and pointed forward, "fluorescence flashes."

Suddenly, the tent became brighter. But the next moment, he couldn't help but shrink back.

"Who are you--"

"Hello, it's really not polite to disturb you late at night... But, who asked me to do anything?" The visitor politely leaned forward slightly and gave him a salute, "I am Maca McClain, I don't know if you still remember

me?"

Krum tightened the wand in his hand, but his palms were still slippery with sweat.

"...What's the matter with you?" Krum frowned and said gloomily.

"I know you were a student at Durmstrang. In fact, I knew your principal - you know, Mr. Karkaroff - and I knew him. As you can see, I have broken away.

I'm going to Hogwarts, and I think I need to talk to Mr. Karkaroff about enrolling."

"You made such a big fuss on the field today, how could the principal agree-"

"Don't worry," Maka explained patiently, "I will discuss the specific details with Mr. Karkaroff. I just need you to lead the way for me."

"That's impossible!" Krum shook his head and said, "Our Durmstrang's tolerance for black magic is indeed relatively high, but that is also relative - it is impossible for us to accept someone who disrupts world-class events.

Dangerous person."

"So..." Maka said, his wand suddenly lit up with a green light, "What if I threaten you with death?"

No matter how mature Krum is, he is a little panicked now, but not everyone can remain calm in the face of the Death Curse.

However, his eyes only looked panicked for a moment, and then he calmed down again.

"You won't kill me." He said firmly.

Maka looked at him with interest for a moment, then nodded to Krum, "You are very smart - at least smarter than the students in Hogwarts, but you are still not smart enough...

"

He put away the wand and continued: "Your firm tone can easily anger the person who threatens you. This cannot be ignored in the future."

Krum stared at Maka for a moment, his eyes flickering.

As for Krum, he actually hated those evil dark wizards because his grandfather died at the hands of the first generation Dark Lord Gellert Grinwald.

However, most of the families who have attended Durmstrang College for generations have a very tolerant attitude towards black magic. Their standards of judgment are always in their own hands.

At this moment, Maka, who was standing in front of him, had great power and could even escape from the hands of the most famous contemporary men. While having such strength, he was able to save a person in the same situation as him from the hands of Death Eaters.

British Ministry of Magic employees on opposing sides.

In Krum's view, this is a true "wizard" who sticks to his principles.

People born in Durmstrang always respect those strong men who adhere to principles. They will not judge a person's quality based on superficial appearance - at least Krum is so typical.

of a person.

After a while, he finally said: "At least, no matter how threatening you are, it can't be easier than a Imperius Curse... I can take you to see the principal, but I can't know what he will say after you meet him.

Well, you'd better be prepared."

"Of course, as I said just now, you just need to lead the way." Maka nodded, "You know, every school has attached secrecy magic. I can't find the place by myself."

The next morning, the members of the Bulgarian team were surprised by Maka's appearance. However, after Krum's introduction, although they were still a little skeptical, they did not show a very repulsive attitude.

"Durmstrang's philosophy is indeed very different from Hogwarts. This school's approach to magic may be closer to the ancient wizards." Maka thought to herself while greeting the others, "That's right.

I can’t say who is good and who is bad. You can say that you are backward, or you can say that you are pure..."

"If you look at it, maybe I'd like this kind of school more - after all, it's more of a 'wizard' kind of school."

Due to Maca's deliberate avoidance, he did not meet with the manager of the Bulgarian team or anyone from the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic along the way.

After several days of sailing, he and Krum arrived at the coastal city of Bulgaria-Burgas.

Not long after, the first day of school arrived.

"This way."

According to Krum, students at Durmstrang Academy will be picked up and dropped off by the Transformation, a magical ship built according to the characteristics of a ghost ship, every time the semester starts and during holidays.

And because although the number of students at Durmstrang College is not very large, they are widely distributed, so there will be several stopping points for the Change.

One of the stopping points is on the Black Sea coast of Bulgaria.

"Just wait here. The Change has its own Muggle-repelling spell, so you don't have to worry about the Muggles around it."

It was already dark now, and Bulgaria was the last docking station of the Change. After picking up the last batch of students here, they should go straight to the location of Durmstrang College.

As Krum was talking, several Muggles seemed to have remembered something important, and they all dispersed and left quickly. However, there were more people who stayed.

Obviously, they were all Durmstrang's students in Bulgaria.

At this moment, somewhere in the Black Sea, the surface of the sea was boiling, and it seemed that something big was about to rise from under the sea. The waves became rough, and even though they were far away, the waves quickly pushed to the seaside.

It crashed onto the beach with turbulent waves.

Immediately afterwards, a large whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and several long, dark masts suddenly pierced out from it, followed by sails and rigging...

Finally, the first half of the Change burst out of the sea with majestic momentum, and then crashed heavily on the sea, stirring up higher waves.

Under the moonlight, the wet side of the ship reflected faint light.

It had a strange, skeletal appearance, as if it were the remains of a sunken ship that had just been raised, and the portholes shone with a dim, misty light that looked like ghostly eyes.

"Although I don't know what you said in the letter to the principal, so that he quickly agreed to your request for admission, I have to reiterate -" Krum said seriously, "please don't make any

Behavior that affects the order of Durmstrang because it is a good school - at least that's what I think."

After a few days of getting along with each other, Klum became more and more certain of his judgment.

In his opinion, although Maka was more serious than him - he had never even seen Maka make any expression - Maka was undoubtedly a low-key and quiet person.

"Didn't you bring a broomstick? Do you need me to take you on the boat?" Krum asked, "Although there are boats, when we were not new students, we usually used brooms or other things to fly on the boat.

Everything is fine.”

Maka looked around and then took out her wand.

"Floating into the sky."

A piece of rotten wood pushed to the shore by the waves rose into the air and floated to his feet under Maka's control. Maka stretched out her foot and stepped on it, then stood up directly.

With a flick of the wand, the piece of rotten wood flew into the air with Maka.

"Let's go, Krum!" He controlled the rotten wooden pile under his feet and flew leisurely towards the Change.

"Perhaps, sometimes you are not so low-key..." Krum shook his head helplessly, "I remember grandpa said, you have to believe in your own judgment... I hope I didn't see the wrong person!"

He said, stepped on his firebolt, and rushed to Maka's side.

Seeing Maka's leisurely look, Krum felt admired but also felt helpless.

"How do you control it so accurately?" He followed Maka and couldn't help but ask, "I have tried several times, but once the caster stands on the object controlled by the floating spell,

It can become very difficult to control."

"That's because the magic spell affects the regular flow of magic power released by the object and the magic power flowing in your body. If you want to eliminate interference, you have to learn to control part of the object, not all of it."

Just as he said that, Maka pointed to the place where he stepped on the rotten wooden pile, "Look, as long as you don't consciously control it, it will act as an isolation."

Krum looked at Maka's feet in surprise. Although he understood every word of Maka - after all, Durmstrang's unified language was English - but when combined together, these words became

Quite complex magic principles.

Also...

"'Magic'...what is it?" Krum asked blankly.

"I thought Durmstrang might do some research. After all, you are closer to the ancient wizards... This is an important piece of knowledge from the ancient times, but it really can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences. I'll talk to you another day.

!" Maka said, pointing forward, "It's time for us to board the ship."

The way Maka appeared was a bit too cool. Fortunately, there were not many students on the deck, and most of them stayed in the cabin!

"Hello classmates, I am the new student who transferred to Durmstrang this year, Maka McClain." Maka waved her wand and threw the piece of rotten wood back into the sea.

We can get along happily in the coming days."

On the deck, several students stared at him with their mouths half open, not knowing what to say.