Sword and Magic and Taxi

"" Stopped steadily in front of the long stairs in front of the Hogwarts school gate. The day was still gloomy, and the patter of rain was falling. After all, it was the weather in the early spring in England, and the body was cold, and my heart was a little cold.

　　 "Diana." Zhao Mai opened the car door, but she stretched her arms in front, frowning slightly. Zhao Mai said, "How about going to me?"

　　 "No, I still need time to think about it again." Diana smiled at Zhao Mai and shook her head slowly. "I want to go home first and visit my mother on Paradise Island. I will look for you again."

　　 "Okay." Zhao Mai nodded. Diana got out of the car, squatted slightly, and then rose into the air, disappearing in a moment. Dumbledore patted Zhao Mai on the shoulder, then jumped out of the car, and stretched **** the steps of Hogwarts.

　　 "This bad weather is not good for the bones at all. I want to have a roast, eat some sweets, drink a hot drink or something. How about Mike being with me?"

　　 Zhao Mai knew that Dumbledore wanted to comfort him, and he also wanted to talk to someone, so he nodded: "I will bring the maid, the dog and a pot of flowers. Would you mind?"

　　 "Haha, of course, I don't mind." Dumbledore said with a smile. He released Phoenix Fox from his sleeve and whispered a few words to it, probably because he was preparing to boil water and refreshments. The fire phoenix flapped its wings and flew away with a flame trail.

　　 Dumbledore and Zhao Mai walked side by side. Both of them walked very slowly. They seemed to want to spend this time thinking about the topics of the subsequent conversation. They stepped up the steps and saw students in Hogwarts uniforms running around with cheerful smiles on their faces. Many people greeted them from afar, some yelled "Hello professor", and some smiled and cheered "Hello, eighth grade seniors." There was a smile on Dumbledore's face, and everyone looked happy, so everything seemed to be back on track.

"You were here, I thought you weren't coming!" Before anyone heard the sound, Barbara ran over from the teaching castle carrying a robe, panting and saying, "Hurry up, it's almost time. , Hurry up and sign up!"

　　 "Sign up? What's your name?" Zhao Mai was taken aback, and said strangely: "I don't need an exam..."

"Exam? Where did you think of it? Didn't you agree to go to the World Youth Wizarding Championship? There is also the Goblet of Fire—I don’t know how long, anyway, it will be soon—it will move away. You hurry up. Throw in his name!"

　　 "Isn't it over?" Dumbledore also felt quite strange, so he asked.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Professor, I forgot to greet you just now. I didn't do well. But time is really in a hurry. Hurry up and write your name!" Barbara took a sack from the wide sleeve of the mage's robe. The unrolled note and a pen with the lid open: "Quickly write your name!"

　　 Zhao Mai took the paper and pen, and suddenly asked: "If I don't come again, do you have to write my name and sign up for Goblet of Fire?"

　　 Barbara suddenly flushed, bit her lower lip and lowered her head, rubbing her toes on the ground. Zhao Mai sighed, and probably had some thoughts in his mind. "Professor Dumbledore, I haven't seen the Goblet of Fire yet, let's go see it together."

　　 Dumbledore nodded. As he walked, he held his wand in his hand. "Quickly reveal!" "Exposure the truth!" "Destroy the illusion!" The dazzling light burst out from the top of the magic wand, and the students watched the professor's spellcasting with admiration. Few people have seen Dumbledore's full use of magic power, and can't help but be fascinated. Then I saw an Auror (elite magician, stalker) from the British Ministry of Magic came out of the castle.

"Dumbledore? I thought there was an attack here or something else happened!" The Auror put away the wand in his hand, and said, "We have checked it many times. No spells have affected this place. worry about what?"

　　 "I'm worried about a lot of things." Dumbledore suddenly furious and strode into the castle. No one except Zhao Mai understood why Dumbledore was like this.

　　 They entered the hall and saw the other three Aurors protecting the goblet of fire, and their blue flames were burning on the golden cup. Dumbledore aimed his wand at the goblet of fire, and the three Aurors also drew out their wands to make a defensive posture: "Dumbledore, what are you going to do?"

　　 "Quickly reveal!" Dumbledore's magic illuminated the entire hall. The goblet of fire was unharmed, but all the magic circles used by the Aurors to protect the goblet of fire were exposed, shining on the ceiling, walls and floor like a spider web.

　　 "Dumbledore, put down the wand! This is now under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, if you..." Before the Auror had finished speaking, Dumbledore had put away the wand. He read all the magic circles in an instant and knew that this was not a scene of illusion, everything was real. There is only one explanation: the time has gone wrong. He thought he had returned to the Atlantis incident, but he did not expect to return to before.

　　 "Mike, Mike! Throw your name in right away, hurry up!" Dumbledore urged again, "Don't dawdle!"

　　 Zhao Mai wrote his name, went to the front of the Goblet of Fire, and looked at the Aurors on the left and right. He threw the note in, once again watching it be swallowed by flames.

"Are you that eighth grader?" One of the Aurors guarding the Goblet of Fire helped his glasses ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and suddenly said, "I know your name, but this is the first time I have seen you in person. You should graduate at that time, not stay at Hogwarts."

　　 Zhao Mai took a deep breath, then snorted: "Shut up." Turned and left the Goblet of Fire.

　　 "Mike, did we go back to the wrong time? If Atlantis hasn't happened yet, then you must go, so that you can solve the problem faster and get the students back, right?"

"I lost the election last time, do you remember?" Zhao Mai said to Dumbledore: "And I have a feeling that this is not the wrong time. I have not seen when my car can drive in the wrong place. Yeah!"

"No?" Dumbledore frowned. "Let's do it, one thing is solved, I will go to the Ministry of Magic, I can't make the mistake of the last time, this time I must plan ahead. It seems I have to use it. Old bones. You go home first, how about meeting you when I come back?"

　　 "Okay, that's it." Zhao Mai glanced at the phone, and the veins burst on his forehead. He said to Dumbledore: "I happen to be going back too. I am very worried now."