Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

In the early morning of the next day, the weather was rarely clear.

The ceiling in the auditorium presents a pleasant azure blue.

When Elena and Luna arrived at the restaurant, they met with the other two little witches and had breakfast while discussing the schedule for the next day. There were a few lovely white clouds floating above their heads, and the sky above them was blue and transparent. Sky.

At the farther dining table, George, Fred, and Charlie were discussing in low voices how to choose "duelers."

At the suggestion of an enthusiastic and enlightened castle administrator, the rules of [Vodka Duel-Chamber of Secrets] were quickly finalized.

Since this is a competition between academies and academies, Grindelwald requires the two academies to adopt the form of seven matches and four wins to ensure the fairness and justice of the duel results to the greatest extent, and the specific formations are discussed by each college— -The only requirement is that the scope of the message cannot be expanded.

"Don't affect other students' normal work, rest and study-otherwise the duel will be cancelled."

As Grindelwald said, he had to temporarily help Dumbledore share the burden before the raw rice was cooked.

Therefore, for the little wizards of Gryffindor and Slytherin, it is necessary to consider confidentiality when selecting personnel and competition system.

Except for the prefects of both parties, Quidditch members, and members who are sure to participate, most of the little wizards do not know that this weekend will be secretly held a special event to divide the ownership of the secret room brewing place and the vodka distribution ratio. College competition.

"You have also seen the reply from Slytherin... the seven-grade confrontation, and an indiscriminate confrontation."

Charlie's fingers tapped on the spread parchment, and it seemed at first glance that he was discussing a Quidditch game.

"In the fourth grade, we definitely chose 2v2. Fred and George should be able to win the game. If you can persuade Miss Granger to participate in the second year, then there should be no opponents in 1v1-this will lock two games. The game is won. As for 5V5 indiscriminate confrontation..."

"I suggest giving up on the indiscriminate scene--"

Bill glanced and curled his lips subtly.

All the "master students" returning to Slytherin College are all newly recruited "intern" field staff from the SCP Foundation.

Even if most of them are ordinary personnel below the C level, they are not something ordinary wizards can contend. Bill does not think that the other party will release water in such a rare reasonable confrontation-there are no low-level members in the Foundation to discuss. The rule that you can't beat your boss in the face at any time.

"You don't want to surrender directly, Bill? Don't learn from those fairies."

Fred said disapprovingly while spreading coarse salt and mashed potatoes on his slices of bread.

"The indiscriminate confrontation is mostly set in the seventh grade, plus you and Charlie. Even if there is one more back-to-school graduate opposite, the total number will not change. The probability of winning the 5V5 team battle is quite high... ... Besides, didn't you beat them back then?"

"Perhaps, we can only try this way--"

Bill said sadly, he could imagine the expressions of those **** field workers when they faced him.

As a Tier B member of the direct line of Gringotts, the temporary superiors at Hogwarts of the few "trainee field members" who have just joined the foundation are obviously only he can serve, and perhaps there are high-level members that Bill does not know, but At least the Slytherin ones were matched by him.

Among the Foundation, the three-person team is the minimum and also the most common mobile tactical team.

You know, the qualification standard for formal field personnel is to knock down three to five times the number of ordinary Ministry of Magic employees under the tactical squad.

"But there is one more thing, besides this duel-the latest credit exchange."

Percy groaned, and instead of participating in the specific formation, he said anxiously.

Although Professor Dumbledore announced this rule at the beginning of this week, from the follow-up feedback, everyone did not actually feel the change, but Percy, as the prefect, knows some details, that credit. The exchange system may completely change the school.

Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall gave each of their prefects a special instruction manual.

There are a large number of strange magic props and illegal treatment of spells recorded on it, all of which reveal some kind of signal.

"Credits? Yeah...but we don't even know how many points we have."

Ron cut open the organ potato in front of him disapprovingly, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely.

As the only little wizard in the Weasley family who could not participate in the duel, he was originally not qualified to be in the "Combat Conference" as an observer.

However, compared to the cold rules of secrecy, the blood ties of the Weasley family are obviously more important. Unfortunately, this "School Duel" does not have the option of wizard chess. Otherwise, Ron's talent in wizard chess can definitely help. Gryffindor secured a victory.

Percy frowned and glanced at the faculty seat with some uncertainty.

"Well, according to Professor McGonagall, there should be..."

At this moment, there was a sudden, cluttered sound above their heads that looked like a large number of migratory birds migrating.

Thousands of owls flew in from the open window. This kind of "breakfast mail" happened every day, but this time was different from every time before. The swarming owls directly covered the ceiling of the auditorium and hovered in darkness. Above the sky.

The students instinctively raised their heads ~www.readwn.com~ and looked at the pile of brown, gray, and white shadows vigilantly and confusedly.

Compared with usual, the number of owls pouring into the auditorium today has soared by at least three or four times, and they are still flying into the auditorium.

The owls hovered over the table, looking for the recipient of the letter. Percy noticed that everyone present seemed to have received a small package wrapped in a kraft paper wrapper-this was almost impossible in the past, even if Last year's "Family Letter" was not so neat.

At this time, a large gray-brown owl flew towards him and dropped a package on Percy's knee.

This is a kraft paper envelope that looks very familiar.

On the front of the light yellow kraft paper envelope, a line of more familiar handwriting is written in emerald green ink.

"Gryffindor College, sixth grade"

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So hungry!