allendalepharm Chapter 214 Wizard Army?
Chapter 214 Wizard Army?
Chapter 214 Wizard Army?
Percy Weasley is now in seventh grade and has only one year left in his Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry career.
Unlike other students who are still immersed in the joyful campus life, he is already preparing for the future.
His original life plan was clearer than ever before. With his mother's encouragement, he hoped to enter the Ministry of Magic, which is advocated by the universal values of the modern era.
Once you reach a certain level of seniority and hit a career plateau, you can then teach at a magic school or work for an international wizarding organization, before returning to the Ministry of Magic to climb to even greater heights.
See, he knows exactly what to do, and he's incredibly confident he can do it well.
He has always had extremely high standards for himself. While other junior wizards were giving their all for the nine subjects of the crucial "Ultimate Wizarding Level Exam," he had to set even higher standards for himself by dedicating more energy to pursuing more subjects—twelve subjects.
Moreover, all twelve subjects must be rated A.
In the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, only a handful of students have achieved straight A's in all twelve subjects. This honor will be his greatest stepping stone to entering any institution, opening up endless possibilities.
However, he is now confused.
He met Professor Gilderoy Lockhart.
The professor did not dictate which direction he should go, but instead pointed him to a path of self-discovery and entering the magical world.
Percy was initially unsure of what to choose, but he was ultimately wise and did not get bogged down in indecision. Instead, he thought things through and forged his own path.
Social achievements are a must!
Magic achievement, I want it!
Why can't they be combined? Why must we choose between political bureaucrats and magic masters?
He wants them all!
And so, this match came about.
This competition is not only a practical application of the magical adventures taught by Professor Lockhart, but also a stepping stone to the Department of Magical Sports, one of the seven divisions of the Ministry of Magic, and even a stepping stone to the various international sports clubs under the International Wizarding Federation.
He hopes to first hone the prototype of this competition in the dueling club, and then promote it to the whole school, so that he can achieve excellent results when he enters society after graduation.
To pioneer a new, meaningful, profitable, and socially valuable field, taking the lead.
But that's difficult.
For example, in this match, all the young wizards are riding on the flying broomsticks "Firebolt" given to them by Professor Lockhart.
It's not that the Firebolt is particularly expensive; other standardized flying brooms can also be used in the competition. It's about its attributes.
The fire bolt can accelerate to 150 miles per hour (241 km/h) in ten seconds, and its braking mechanism is incredibly impressive.
What does it mean to cast a spell on such a flying broom?
Despite his seemingly clumsy and inept younger brother Ron's repeated defeats against Draco and Hermione, Percy dared to say that Ron, riding a fire bolt and casting spells, could easily crush most of the students in the entire school.
If it were a life-or-death battle, Ron could easily kill most of his classmates, easily!
Ron's magic took effect, and the others in the battle might not even be able to find him, let alone counterattack.
The changes brought about by Professor Lockhart had long since widened the gap between the members of the Duel Club and other students to a level that ordinary junior wizards could not even imagine.
So sometimes Percy would suddenly have a terrible idea.
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His modifications have long since gone beyond the scope of the competition and have inadvertently entered the realm of training a wizard army.
Wizard army!
Percy, riding on his flying broomstick, looked down at the competition below, his whole body trembling with excitement and unease. He glanced timidly at the professors in the stands, cautiously trying to observe their attitude.
Then he saw Dumbledore and "Mr. Mystery" staring intently at the match from the corner. Mr. Mystery, Professor Lockhart's teaching assistant, seemed to sense his gaze, looked up at him, his strange heterochromatic eyes burning with intensity, and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
Gurgle.
Percy swallowed hard, trying to reassure himself, no, he was just organizing a sporting event, yes, a sporting event, no matter who asked!
The match ended with a victory for Harry's Team 1.
A very interesting result.
Harry Potter's strategy was correct: using the charging attackers as targets created opportunities for others. When Hermione and Draco aimed at Ron, Ginny and Pansy started creating chaos, allowing Neville to cast a spell and strike Hermione.
Then, amidst the boos from the young wizards in the stands, Pansy fouled Draco by hitting Ginny from his own team, resulting in one being eliminated and the other being disqualified for a foul.
Ron then charged in and took down Crabbe and Luna in succession, before being hit by Draco. In the end, only Draco and Neville remained in the arena for the final showdown.
At first, everyone thought the outcome was already decided. Whether it was riding a flying broomstick or casting spells, Draco was undoubtedly stronger than Neville. But that's how it is in the magical world; you can never underestimate anyone.
The high-speed flying brooms and the massive smoke grenades exploding in the intense firefights made the battlefield so fierce that visibility was almost zero. At this moment, Neville demonstrated exceptional judgment.
That's an extremely terrifying kind of timing—seizing a single opportunity to win in one fell swoop!
Bang!
The "0 vs 1" in mid-air eventually turned into a dazzling firework, and Neville, panting heavily and covered in sweat, sat on his flying broomstick and shouted excitedly.
This scene was captured by the young wizard Colin and became the front-page headline photo of the Daily Prophet, announcing the arrival of young wizards on the wizarding world stage.
Percy, who planned the event, the older wizards maintaining order, and every young wizard participating in the competition, all spread the word in a slightly exaggerated tone through Rita, who had come to the school to interview them after smelling the aroma.
For a time, the entire school was bustling with activity, with large numbers of owls flying to Hogwarts every day.
Lockhart didn't participate in the commotion, even though both the young wizards being interviewed and reporter Rita were happy to help him make his presence known.
He was urged by Snipe to find the figure absent from this exciting match—Professor Lupin!
"Don't you think it's strange how he always seems to appear and disappear so mysteriously? Sometimes when I run into him at school, he always seems to be looking for something!"
Snape looked rather neurotic.
Lockhart had never seen Snape so emotional. To be honest, Snape was usually lifeless and looked like a dull old man in his fifties or sixties. Even after making the potion of reversal and having the desire to move forward in life, he only seemed a little more positive.
Only now is this truly showing the energetic and vibrant spirit of young people in their early thirties.
"Is that so strange?" Lockhart asked, somewhat exasperated. They trekked through the Forbidden Forest, and Lockhart watched Snape occasionally scattering powder to trace Lupin's footsteps. Lockhart rolled his eyes, exasperated. "Severus, you've never been a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, you don't know..."
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Snape abruptly stopped, turned around with annoyance, and glared at him. "I did! I substituted for Professor Lupin's classes during the full moon!"
"That's different!" Lockhart shrugged. "I must remind you that in addition to the overwhelming amount of classes and the workload of grading papers, Defense Against the Dark Arts professors also have to find their own textbooks."
"I still have some connections that can help me from the 'We Are Not Dead' club I joined before, to provide me with a batch of dark magic creatures, and I also have money to get Mr. Burke and other sources to supply them."
Lockhart gestured to the golden footprints that appeared in the powder before him. "But Professor Lupin doesn't have any; he'll have to find them himself."
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry really enjoys getting things for free in this regard.
For example, the herbalism textbook was cultivated by Professor Sprout himself, and the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirrell, also had to capture trolls himself to use as teaching materials.
Of course, it can also be said that the professors chosen by Hogwarts are wizards who have achieved certain accomplishments in a certain field, and naturally they will bring some resources with them.
Snape frowned. "You mean, he came to the Forbidden Forest looking for dark magic creatures?"
Lockhart shrugged. "Very likely."
"I don't believe it's that simple!" Snape thought for a moment, then snorted resentfully and continued walking forward, scattering the tracking powder from his bag—which could fetch a high price outside the school—as if it were free.
As they walked, the footprints emerging from the medicinal powder suddenly became disordered.
It looks like they're really chasing after something!
"mouse?"
Snape carefully examined the footprints of Lupin's pursuer, frowning. Potions practitioners deal with far too many rats, and he could tell at a glance that the rat with these footprints must be just a pet.
"Ha~"
He laughed with extreme sarcasm, "Could it be that this werewolf has been living in such dire poverty for the past ten years, surviving on rats every day, that it can't shake this habit even after coming to school?"
Then he couldn't laugh anymore.
Lockhart stepped forward, looked down, and gave a very clear answer: "It's Peter Pettigrew."
"!!!"
"What?!?!"
"Who?"
"Impossible, he's already dead!"
Snape was stunned. He looked at Lockhart in disbelief and began to wonder if he was hallucinating, having heard such an outrageous name.
"Yes, Peter Pettigrew, he knows Animagus and can transform into a mouse." Lockhart's answer shocked him beyond measure.
"Is he still alive?" Snape's voice became extremely sharp.
"Yes, he was the one who told Voldemort where the Potters were hiding. Later, he faked his death to escape Sirius Black's pursuit, so of course he's still alive."
"!!!"
(End of this chapter)