The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Viktor Krum was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Are you not usually very interested in Quidditch?"

"Indeed." Erwin said, and then realized, "That means if I follow Quidditch, I will have heard of your name?"

Viktor's expression of embarrassment flashed across his face, as if he was bragging in this situation.

Fortunately, someone came forward to alleviate the embarrassment. The door on the side opened, and a voice as soft as spring water came, "Are there new students here? Viktor is a player on the Bulgarian Quidditch national team. He is quite famous."

Famous."

Erwin looked over and his expression moved slightly.

For normal male creatures, seeing a beautiful member of the opposite sex will always make them feel happy.

And the girl in front of me is the kind of girl who is pleasing to the eye.

Blonde and blue-eyed, her golden hair was simply tied into a ponytail. Her slightly tilted nose had a hint of playfulness. Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, and her plumpness reminded people of plump and juicy fruits.

This is a big girl.

"This is Angela Inas, a classmate from Babston." To ease the embarrassment, Victor said.

The pleasing "big" girl nodded slightly towards Erwin, "Hello, just call me Angela. My professional research direction is medical magic. If you are injured or in trouble, you can come here.

Find me."

Specializing in medical treatment? Judging from the figure, it doesn’t seem surprising. Of course, Erwin only said this in his heart.

Magic related to medical treatment must be at least intermediate level or above. Wizards with the ability to practice medical spells can be said to be very rare talents. They are so scarce that even Hogwarts does not offer courses in this area.

The magic that he is good at also belongs to the wizard's personal information. It is a very friendly gesture to introduce his abilities at the first meeting, so after Erwin reported his name, he also humbly said that although he had no

Specialty, but has some experience in magic writing, magic spells, and potions.

"Magic text?" Viktor noticed keenly.

"Just making some simple gadgets." Erwin said lightly.

"That means you are an alchemist?" Angela was also interested.

"Barely considered an entry-level person."

In an environment where most wizards barely know the letters of magic script, writing even the simplest magic script codes is a rare ability.

The other two people all talked about their abilities, and it seemed that it was Viktor's turn. He hesitated for a moment, "I'm better at Quidditch and... fighting." He said.

Erwin somewhat understood what he meant. What he probably meant was black magic.

Unlike the British magical society that generally avoids black magic, Durmstrang, a magic school in Northern Europe, directly adds black magic to its teaching materials.

This actually makes wizards in other countries uneasy, because black magic is almost certainly used in wizard battles. This school teaches its students to fight, so who are they going to fight? Durmstrang claims to the outside world that it is to let them

Some students have the ability to protect themselves when exploring ruins and facing large magical animals, but this statement is far-fetched.

However, the International Federation of Wizards is only limited to verbal protests. It seems that in the international politics of the wizarding world, sovereignty is above all else.

Before Durmstrang causes harm to wizards in other schools or countries, it seems that the International Federation of Wizards cannot interfere in its internal affairs.

"Since we have representatives from the three European magic schools here, we should take care of each other." Angela said with a soft smile.

"Since it is a European school, does Kodosdorez in Russia count?" Erwin asked.

"That school rarely communicates with the outside world," Viktor said: "Russian wizards rarely participate in discussions among European wizards."

It turns out that in the magical world, Russia is also excluded from the European small circle.

interesting.

After a few awkward conversations, the three of them were finally considered strangers. "According to the principle of first come, first served, your residence is dormitory No. 5." Angela pointed to the door on one side.

"So four people arrived before me?" Erwin asked: "There are still students from Kodosdorez who haven't come yet, so there are only exchange students from six schools in total?"

"Yes, there are also two classmates from Castrobshe and Wagadu. They are going out at this time." Angela nodded.

Castrobuscha is located in Brazil and is the only officially recognized magic school in South America, while Ouagado is in Africa.

There are a total of eleven officially certified large-scale magic schools in the world. Obviously, not all schools send people to participate in Professor Suouene's project.

"Ilvermorny will also send a representative, so in the end there will be seven people participating in Professor Suuene's project." Viktor added.

Erwin nodded to express his understanding.

He opened the door to his dormitory, and the key automatically popped out of the lock.

Erwin observed for a while and found traces of the magic text. The locks and keys should be simple magic items. The function of the magic text inside them is mainly to prevent them from being opened directly by spells such as the lock-picking spell or the opening of Alajo Cave.

Based on Erwin's current magic level, cracking this level of magic code can be said to be a piece of cake, and one can even silently paralyze it and lose its functions for a period of time before recovering.

Entering the room, Erwin looked at the spacious space and the luxurious bed, which was not very surprising.

After all, he was considered a foreign guest now, so Ilvermorny had to show some hospitality.

Out of necessary caution, Erwin used a powerful detection spell and found no hidden magical effects in this room.

Erwin didn't really doubt that Ilvermorny would spy on their new changeling, and the use of the detection spell was just a matter of routine caution.

After making sure it was safe, he unfolded the Lemay cabin into a cubic meter with a length of one meter and took out his suitcase.

There was also Riddle's diary. Considering that it was inconvenient to carry it around with me before, I kept it in Flamel's cabin.

Recovering the external perception of the soul inside, Riddle immediately conveyed his thoughts, "Is this Ilvermorny? It looks pretty good."

Riddle, who had never left Britain, was quite enthusiastic.

Later, Erwin met two people from Wagado and Kastroboshe.

"Virginio, call me 'Virginio the Strong Voice.'" The Latin American guy with dreadlocks said to Erwin carelessly: "This big man is Og Tabb the Fire Rhinoceros." He said

Pointing at the black man next to him who is at least two meters tall.

Although he is tall, he can still be considered human, and he probably does not have giant blood like Hagrid.

Ogg, who was wearing a thick robe with African characteristics, smiled condescendingly at Erwin. The lines on his face were quite soft, and overall he looked very honest.

Wagadu in Uganda recruits students from all over Africa. Based on the population ratio, the number of students in this school may be greater than the total population of the British magical society.

Since Ogg can represent Wagadu as an exchange student, he cannot be just a big stupid person.

Erwin certainly understands that one should not look down upon any wizard before thoroughly understanding the details.

"You can call me...well, 'Punch' Erwin," Erwin casually gave himself a nickname to suit the occasion.

"'Punch'?" Even Angela looked over curiously.

Erwin's body type is considered to be on the thin side, and he doesn't seem to have anything to do with this type of title.

"I can demonstrate, is there anything that can be used as a target?" Erwin shrugged.

Viktor took out his magic wand and waved it lightly, and a basketball-sized ice ball was instantly produced.

The moisture contained in the air certainly cannot condense into such a large piece of ice, so this seemingly simple magic actually involves material creation and the creation of water molecules.

"That should be enough, right?" Viktor looked at Erwin.

"Almost." Erwin nodded, then punched the ice cube in the air.

The huge force was generated, and the ice suddenly exploded, splitting into scattered small ice crystal fragments, and then liquefied into water droplets due to the ability transformed by the huge force.

Virginio snapped his fingers, and a slight wave was produced. When the water droplets touched the wave, they evaporated directly and did not splash on everyone.

The magic of creating sound waves? Erwin knows it, no wonder he calls himself "Strong Sound".

So what does "Fire Rhinoceros" mean?

"You boys." The eldest sister Angara sighed, "You always look for opportunities to show off."

These underage boys appear to be friendly on the surface, but in fact they are all looking for opportunities to show off their talents. After all, they are all outstanding figures in their respective schools, so it is certain that they will not be convinced by each other.

"Powerful mind control without wand magic?" Virginio looked at Erwin, of course he could see what Erwin was essentially casting, "How can you call this a 'heavy punch'?

It's too weak." He looked disgusted.

"That's called 'Ghost Hand'?" Ogg scratched his head and said.

"It still doesn't work. Let me think about it. Let's just call it 'Grip of the Void'." Virginio slapped his thigh.

"Better say goodbye." Erwin quickly shook his head, "This title makes me seem like a great person. How dare I call it that? Just 'Ghost Hand'."

It is necessary to show your talents and abilities, because the exchange students who can come here are definitely not mediocre people. If you hide your clumsiness blindly, you may lose the qualification to talk to them on an equal footing.

"Can you finally stop for a while?" Angela asked helplessly.

"Haha, I made you laugh, sister Angela." Virginie scratched his head in embarrassment.

When this guy faced the beautiful elder sister, he changed his face directly.

"Isn't that Russian classmate here yet?"

"Yes, I haven't seen him yet." Angela nodded slightly, "It will be time to eat later. Professor Suuene said that the food will be delivered directly here in the future, but we will not attend the opening ceremony of Ilvermorny."

It should be exposed."

"Then let's go, the time is almost up." Victor said.

Everyone walked out of the dormitory together. It was getting dark and it was almost dusk.

Suddenly, a low-pitched but extremely penetrating whistling sound came from the northwest of the castle, causing several people to look in that direction, but their view was blocked by vegetation.

Everyone in Ilvermorny Castle must have heard it, because the students near them also showed surprised expressions.

"What's going on?" Erwin asked a boy next to him with Thunderbirds printed on his clothes.

"The Pukechi goblin alarm seems to mean that someone has invaded the school." The boy said, "But it may be some magical animal that accidentally entered...the professors will deal with it." Others said this.

I heard them all too.

"Magical animals entered by mistake?" Angela frowned slightly, "It seems that Erwin also walked up the mountain road and broke in directly, right?"

Erwin nodded.

"Then we should go take a look." Viktor said immediately, he raised his wand, "Firebolts are flying!"

Two broomsticks flew from the dormitory and stopped beside him.

Virginio whistled, "The latest broom? It's worthy of a professional player."

"Sorry, everyone, I only brought a spare broom." Viktor looked at the others.

"Let me go." Angela said immediately, with some worry in her tone, "I'm afraid someone will need treatment."

"Then you and Miss Angela go first." Virginio shrugged.

After the two broomsticks soared into the air, Virginio turned to look at Erwin and Ogg, "I kind of hate that guy. I don't know if he has always been like this or is pretending on purpose." He sighed.

In fact, if Angela hadn't been there, he wouldn't have felt disgusted so quickly, and Erwin, who knew it well, didn't point it out.

"What should I do? Apparition is not allowed in this damn place. If I had known, I would have brought a broom." Virginio sighed again.

"I can only borrow it from the team in Ilvermorny." Erwin gave a reliable suggestion.

"I have a way." Ogg, who had been keeping a low voice, suddenly said.

He ran back to the dormitory, and after a while he came out carrying a bundle of things and unfolded it. It was a carpet with a crescent moon pattern printed on it.

At the same time, he had a wooden stick as thick as a baseball bat in his hand. He pointed at the ground, and the carpet levitated.

This is a large flying carpet. With Ogg's size, he definitely can't ride an ordinary broom. This kind of transportation should really be used.

The flying carpet was very spacious, more than enough to carry the three of them.

But Virginio's eyes fell on the wooden stick in Ogg's hand, "Is this the magic wand of your Africans?" he asked with some toothache.

"Yes." Ogg nodded.

"No one stipulates what style a wand must be, because it is mainly the core that produces the effect, so in theory a long stick should indeed be more effective than a short stick." Erwin said: "And a stick of this length should be used more effectively.

It’s pretty easy too.”

"That's probably the truth." Virginio believed deeply, "Even if you can't beat him magically, you can still find an opportunity to hit the opponent's head with a stick."

The three of them jumped on the flying carpet. Virginio patted Ogg on the shoulder and said, "Good brother!"