Hogwarts of a certain magic

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The Transylvanians still gave some face, and did not shave their heads for the England team in the opener.

In fact, they almost did this kind of thing.

Seeing that the English wizard was about to rush over with a magic wand and give them an avatar to eat a big melon. At the critical moment... the old coach shouted at the goalkeeper:

"You can make a ball die!"

It is said that he is the goalkeeper of the bus conductor.

"I gave in. They couldn't put in any empty seats. What can I do?"

"You are standing next to the ball frame. Of course, people are nervous. You go to the toilet and others squat in front of you. Are you not nervous?

Roll me 20 meters away from the ball frame!"

So, such a scene appeared on the field:

The goalkeeper of the Transylvania team stayed away from the frame, while the England chaser, in the case of the first frame, made up for the second time.

As the ball entered, the Seeker in Transylvania also caught the Golden Snitch.

competition is over!

When the captain of England rode a firebolt to the ground, his eyes were all confused and tears.

who am I,

where am I,

Is it our 390-point frenzied opponent?

When he saw more than a dozen reporters and assistants flying over with their cameras... It was obviously summer, but he was cold-hearted and wanted to be winter.

How to do?

What excuses do you make for losing so badly?

At the last World Cup, he was just a younger brother. The old captain’s explanation was...the whole team had diarrhea because of the unacceptable conditions.

Yes, you are not satisfied!!

Wait...Which country is this game in?

The reporter is less than two hundred meters away, and he is still sprinting to the top.

The security guard, the Auror, quickly block these reporters and not allow them to interview.

Who put it in!

Just when the England captain was about to faint for a while to conceal his embarrassment, the team from Transylvania rushed over and threw him in the air to celebrate.

"Merlin, your sister!" he roared.

"What are you doing, I'm not in the same team with you!"

The reporters hurriedly snapped photos...the headline cover for tomorrow is available.

"Go, children."

In the top box, Nicol stood up and glanced at the stadium.Judging from his many years of watching football, it will definitely be messy tonight.

He just saw a large number of England fans burning their shirts.

As everyone walked down the stairs of the purple-red carpet, there was a rough noise in the night sky.

The England fans were besieged.But it is not played by other countries, but fans from Ireland, Scotland and Wales...

These days, England fans are too inflated and annoyed all kinds of fans.

Now that the game has lost, I don’t even pretend to be dead, and clamoring that this is a fake game.

Kill you scumbags!

The wizards of other countries kept waving the flames in their hands and quacked and laughed.

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A lot of teachers gathered in the tent of Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"So, don't you have a clue?" Fudge asked impatiently.

He felt it was a waste of time. These professors in front of him were all watching the game, and they were not particularly familiar with the key manager.

Since he is not familiar with it, Fudge can close the case.

He knew that the descendants of the American Scavengers had a discordant contradiction with the Magic Congress of the United States.

This is a bit of a Death Eater and the Ministry of Magic.

Well, it's okay to say that this person was killed by the Surgeon, the purpose is to provoke conflict between Britain and the United States.

Everyone will not focus on the issue of Quidditch World Cup safety.

Fudge is always alive when it comes to throwing the pot and making excuses.

He was about to leave, but suddenly looked at one of the wizards and frowned: "Professor Taglian, do you know a wizard from Stark?"

"Have heard, but never seen it."

The ancient magician professor named Tagrian shook his head.

"You really look alike." Fudge said with emotion.

"A lot of people have said this, but I have never seen this famous wizard."

"William is very busy, but the relationship between the two of us is pretty good. I will meet him next time to mention...you."

Fudge wanted to say something more, and Tonks rushed in in a panic.

"What's the matter, Tonks?!"

Fudge can't look at his subordinates with this expression now, because it means...something has happened.

really……

"Mr. Minister, something went wrong." Tonks breathed a sigh of relief. "The audience is gathering a crowd to fight, surrounding the English players and wanting to beat them."

I really want to fight!

After all, Fudge had quality and didn't say the words in his heart.

"I sent Aurors to stop immediately, and kept on getting all of them into Azkaban."

Fudge confessed and left in a hurry.

All the people dispersed.Professor Taglian walked back to his room alone.

He closed the door and sat at the table with his chin in his hands as if thinking about something.Literature 520 www.bxwx520.org

Suddenly, a voice rang behind him.

Professor Taglian turned abruptly, with his right hand forward, the magic wand hidden in his sleeve actually shot a slender but bright white light in the air.

But the curse passed through the shadow without causing any harm.

Professor Taglian frowned and stared at the strange shadow.

The shadow smiled softly, her temperament seemed mysterious and conceited.

In a vicissitudes of voice, he said: "Can you kill me? No one in this world can kill me yet."

"Who are you?" Professor Taglian asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is...what can I help you...get."

The shadow has a low voice, full of magnetism and bewitching.

Professor Taglian cast a contemptuous look at the shadow and sat on the chair.

"The tone is not small... I want the England national team to win, can you give it to me?"

"..."

The shadow took a deep breath,

"Don't do it to me, it's wise. No one can kill me in this magical world. If there is, I would be very happy."

The shadow was scary, and he sighed:

"I have been floating in this world alone for countless years."

"What do you want me to do?" Professor Taglian interrupted.

"If your answer does not satisfy me, I will seek the British Auror immediately.

The key keeper just died, you are so sneaky, I think you killed it?!"

"..."

"Whatever you think..." The shadow suppressed the voice and went straight to the subject:

"Professor, I'm in Iphamuni, and I have heard your ancient magic text lesson, especially the guesses about ancient powerful magic."

His gaze was straight into Tagrian's eyes.

"This power...In essence, it is something that we can call prehistoric mystery."

This young professor, who looked a lot like Stark, sat up straight, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Prehistoric Profound meaning... a strange name."

The shadow smiled, and it's hooked.

"The greatest power that the wizard has lost, and I know where part of this power is hidden." The voice of the shadow was filled with pride at this moment.

"I can guide you to find it... under certain conditions."

The young professor laughed and looked towards the shadows."That's why you are here, Mr. Shadow?

Want to recruit me and do things for you?What if I refuse?"

"Don't rush to refuse, Professor." Shadow laughed.

"This power is hidden deeply, only wizards who are guided can find it.

I know you are hungry for him.Yes, as a wizard full of curiosity, who can refuse?

So, I suggest...before making a decision, carefully consider whether to take this opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Taglian said."What chance? Help a guy who hides his head and shows his tail?"

"There are many great mysteries in the world, boy," the shadow sighed."Those secrets are beyond your boldest imagination.

These powers are either lost or hidden by powerful wizards.

Perhaps in your lifetime, it will be revealed to the world.

At that time, this power will bring a great moment of wizarding transformation...and you have the opportunity to play an important role at this moment.

I want you to consider it extremely seriously.It's easy to reject me, but wisdom is hard to find in a lifetime."

Taglian was silent.

"...Come on, young Taglian...follow me...help me...and get eternal life or wisdom."

Taglian asked."Who are you?"

"I used to stay away from death in the name..." Tom stared at Targaryen.

"From today, I am the god of death!"

The shadows left.

Professor Taglian sat on the chair, and he slowly said: "Come out, he is gone."

No one came out, but a voice sounded.

"Professor, how do you know I am here?"

Professor Babling did not reply, but said impatiently: "What are you doing here?"

"Want to see... how Tom confuses you."

"Saw?"

"Don't tell me... he is really good at eloquence, no matter how pie is painted, I feel a little moved."

"Then you cooperate with him?"

"People are called Reaper... Do you have any cooperation with Reaper?"

"Why not?" Babling said calmly.

"Really?" William raised his eyebrows and cast a deep glance at Babling.

"But rather than cooperating with Reaper...I want to kill him more.

Kill the god of death... that feels... it must be cool!"

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