Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 473 HP Cultivation Biography?
This water - can it not be deep?
McGuffin roared inwardly.

Is this world on the magical side?Are you still cultivating immortals?
Even the special [Feilai Peak] [Floating Mountain] appeared?
"FK——Merlin!"

However, McGuffin began to feel a little better when he heard Crouch, who was about to be driven crazy, "spitting out fragrance".

——Sure enough, the spirit of Ah Q will not become obsolete, Mr. Lu Xun sincerely does not deceive me!
Next to him was someone who was more unlucky than himself... The unlucky guy was indeed a good medicine to cure the depression in his heart.

When everyone was stunned, the mountain that suddenly appeared suspended in midair did not stop its movement.

This thing is like a cloud, slowly moving towards the woods over there.

At this moment, Barty Crouch finally came to his senses. He immediately called out to all the staff of the Ministry of Magic to end their vacation immediately and start maintaining order in the camp, while telling everyone not to run around, wander around, or make any threatening actions to that mountain easily.

"Albert, right? You stay with Harry and the others... Mafalda Hopkirk, and you... all go to maintain order! Amos and you too... Say it's my order, all Muggles are driven out of here... The wizards of the Ministry of Magic act quickly to maintain order... Tell all the wizards here, the matter will be resolved immediately."

Barty Crouch shouted orders.

"Albus...you and I must hurry to Fudge, he should be meeting with representatives of the Chinese Ministry of Magic...we must find out what the hell is going on here?"

"understood!"

After Dumbledore and Crouch cast the magic [Amplifying Charm] and successfully appeased the wizards in the camp with their loud voices, (McGuffin has already seen that many wizards have already taken their families and ran away in a panic)
The two of them disappeared in place through [Phantom Appearance].

After McGuffin handed over the volume that could be regarded as a 'review book' to Ms. Hopekirk, he also followed Cedric Diggory and Harry into the camp, preparing to leave here.

On the way, they and Cedric ran into his girlfriend Cho Chang, who was arguing with her own family with some 'old wizards' in priestly robes...with long white beards....

And there are a few younger witches next to them who look flustered and at a loss, and they also look like people from the East Asian region, but...they are different from the old wizards. They hold magic wands and wear European-style wizard robes...they look the same as Qiu Zhang.

As for the old wizard's attire, speech and actions... it is probably more appropriate to call him a 'Taoist' or something like a 'Cultivator of Immortals'.

The two parties were arguing in Cantonese...with a few Shandong accents mixed in,

It is precisely because of this that McGuffin can understand a few words.

"The inland area has been confirmed, and the government has come..."

"Muggles..."

"It doesn't matter about us..."

The quarrel was very intense. Qiu Zhang's parents looked extremely excited, and even took out their wand at one point, but the oldest "Taoist" on the opposite side raised his hand directly, and Qiu Zhang's mother maintained the posture of raising the wand and could not move.

Seeing this situation, Cedric also rushed up anxiously, but was froze in the middle of the way by flicking his fingers.

It was only after Qiu Zhang argued with those people that Cedric was released from the spell.

McGuffin originally wanted to stand where he was, or get closer, to hear what they were talking about, and to find out what that thing floating above his head was.
Is it true that the HP world has become a mortal cultivating immortals as he imagined?

He was terribly curious about the situation... Cho Chang... and these visitors....

But the old man who cast the spell just now seemed to have noticed something. He looked at the more and more wizards gathered around to watch the excitement, with a little bit of annoyed expression on his face, and then took out a talisman.

The talisman was like the [Blood Curse] that Dumbledore gave him to suppress.

It was glowing with golden light, and there were various words floating densely on it.

"Shiri, the petrification spell has turned into a hold spell... the wand has turned into a talisman..." McGuffin complained violently in his heart, "Taoist, didn't you say that you were not a rescuer invited by a monkey? You are a cultivator!"

The talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and a translucent airflow emerged from the smoke, and finally turned into a whirlwind to surround several people, and the dust swirled around them wantonly... People outside, including McGuffin, couldn't hear anything, and couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Afterwards, Cedric and McGuffin Harry could only leave at this point and return to their respective tents.

When we came to the Weasleys' tent,
George, Bill and the others stood outside looking at the huge mountain that was gradually receding.

There was a pile of unlit bonfire logs on the ground, and there were many matches scattered there, and Mr. Weasley was nowhere to be seen.

The black dog transformed by Sirius Black also raised his head and stared straight at the mountain in the sky without saying a word, regardless of how strange his behavior was now.

"Why have you been here for so long? And... do you know what's going on?" Fred asked, pointing to the sky.

"We don't know either! We met a few acquaintances... and MacGuffin," Ron put the water down, "I heard that all this is related to the representatives sent by the Chinese Ministry of Magic.... By the way, Dad, and Percy and the others? Why haven't you lit the fire yet?"

"Who cares about this?" Bill pointed to the bonfire at his feet, and then explained, "Percy and Dad... were called to other camps to maintain order"

"Hi, McGuffin!" After hearing Ron's words, Bill and the others lowered their heads, only to see McGuffin following Harry and the others.

"Hi, Bill, Charlie..." McGuffin greeted.

Almost everyone in the camp stood outside the tent, watching the mountain slowly leave here.

Since the Weasleys' tent was right next to the main road leading to the arena and the camps, they could see Ministry officials running up and down the road... yelling for the wizards to get the Muggles away...

They maintained the order in the camp and tried their best to persuade those foreign wizards not to leave the site, 'These things can be resolved immediately! ' The staff in the Ministry kept patting their chests so assured.

"You said... how those Chinese wizards floated up such a huge mountain, and moved it here suddenly without making a sound."

When the mountain peak finally moved to the position of the forest over there and left their heads, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione picked up the match left by Mr. Weasley and lit the bonfire, and then discussed the matter with McGuffin and the others in detail.

"Who would know?! The magical world there is too mysterious! We don't have many records and news." Bill frowned and put the kettle on the campfire. "Ron, George... I guess you don't have much impression, Charlie, do you still remember... When you were young, did your father go on a business trip for a long time?"

"Well, I remember going to Hong Kong. After returning, Dad kept silent about what happened there."

"I heard that my father went to Hong Kong to fight against an organization established by dark wizards and Muggles. They magicalized Muggle weapons... and smuggled fire dragons and various magical creatures to East Asia to do various evil experiments. It was when the Dark Lord had just fallen, and the Ministry of Magic punished these things very severely... Aurors and Dad were directly dispatched to deal with this matter. There are five or six wizards left. That's how things end up..."

While Charlie was holding the bonfire with a long wooden stick to make it blaze fast, he and Bill pieced together the vague events in his memory.

Bill and Charlie talked about their knowledge of the magical world in China one by one, while waiting for the bonfire to flourish and Mr. Wesley to return.

McGuffin listened carefully to what they said, thinking about this thing that made his mind explode.

At last, the fire was well up, and they were frying eggs, cooking sausages, and toasting bread.

At this time, most of the wizards who did not leave also returned to normal, and began to cook like them... Maybe the wizards have big hearts, and they think that it is no big deal for such a mountain to appear suddenly and float into the sky.

Isn't it magic? It seems that no one has it.

All of a sudden, the camp was filled with the aroma of roasting food.

Everyone was enjoying the food they had cooked. Halfway through eating, Mr. Weasley and Percy finally strode back from the camp over there.

After greeting McGuffin, the two of them sat next to Ron Bill and began to eat.

"What's all this about, Dad?" Bill asked eagerly.

McGuffin, Harry and the others also stared wide-eyed, waiting for an answer.

"I don't know, I don't know... It should have something to do with the wizards sent by the Chinese Ministry of Magic. The traditional priests and wizards of the Japanese Ministry of Magic seem to know something... The leading witch was very anxious, very irritable, and seemed to want to leave, but the new wizards who graduated from the Japanese magic school on the other side stopped them. After some discussion, they taught the wizards who spoke badly in South Korea... and the wizards from New Zealand began to dance Maori war dances there again... In short, the camps were in chaos and terrible Well, you'd better stay here in the tent and don't go out... I guess those pure-blood wizards will take advantage of the chaos and run amok again."

After Mr. Weasley took a big gulp of the oatmeal soaked in milk, he spoke slowly with a sad face.

Percy, on the other hand, didn't care much about all this, but he was more than happy to have something to eat when he got back.

Ron hesitated for a moment, but asked Mr. Weasley about the incident more than ten years ago, and what was the magical society in inland China like?
McGuffin put down his toast and stared at Mr. Weasley, as did most of the others.

Seeing everyone's curious eyes, and under the repeated urging of the twins, Mr. Weasley finally talked about that matter.

In his recollection, the magical world of Hong Kong and the inland areas of China are completely two regions.

"Hong Kong is more influenced by us here... Their wizards use magic wands and spells. In the last century, with the help of the International Association of Magic, they even opened a relatively small magic school to train wizards of the modern magic system... But the wizards there are still controlled by the four major wizard families who were exiled or expelled from inland China... Zhang Mao Songma."

"...The wizards of the four major families improved the traditional ancient Chinese magic through the modern magic system to form a very unique magic... But these magics are still cast through spells and wands after all."

"Comparatively speaking, the wizards in inland China are completely different from ours. The magic they use is more primitive...or is more based on the development of ancient magic. Those wizards don't have magic wands, and are better at using various alchemy props and magic runes..."

"And the most important thing is that almost every wizard there is closely integrated with the Muggle government. In that country, wizards can hardly use magic in the Muggle society...I have heard that there are several colleges and life gathering points dedicated to cultivating wizards...Wizards live in a secret place that Muggles can't touch at all."

McGuffin immediately thought of the [Endless Labyrinth] in the Hogwarts library.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron also reacted, and the four looked at each other.

Mr. Weasley's eyes were confused, and he was lost in memory. After a long time, he opened his mouth and continued, "The Ministry of Magic has not allowed to say the details until now. What I can tell you is...that thing——"

He pointed to the location of the missing mountain in the sky (as if covered by magic)....

"That thing—should be a magical secret realm, another space independent of our world..."

Bill Weasley gently fanned the bonfire with his hand, making it lengthen and shorten, the flames swaying and swaying... He seemed to be in a bad mood, as if he knew something

Bill Weasley, who worked for Gringotts and unearthed treasures of ancient ruins from the Old Magic Age in Egypt, must have known something, too.

While George, Fred continued to urge, wanting to know more details.

Mr. Weasley jumped up suddenly, and waved forward, calling out to some Ministry of Magic official who was coming.

—Ludo Bagman.

He was dejected, walked over slowly, bent over, like a bumblebee that had been submerged in water, completely different from the excited face just now.

"Ha!—Ludo!"

Perhaps in order to divert the topic just now, Mr. Weasley greeted Bagman too enthusiastically, regardless of Ludo Bagman's face.

But then, after seeing the current situation of Ludo Bagman, Mr. Weasley had to lower his voice.

"Hey, Bagman, what's the matter with you?"

When Percy took a step forward to inquire about his boss, Mr. Cratch, he also discovered the unexpected situation on Bagman.

Ludo, the director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic... he is actually covered in bruises, and there is a surprisingly large black eye socket on his face... The bruises are extremely swollen, and the whole person looks like he has been ravaged by a giant monster.

"Duck tongue (Arthur)..." Ludo said with a sad face, his mouth was leaking, and he could not speak clearly.

Opening his mouth, McGuffin saw that Bagman had lost more than half of his teeth, and even if there were any left... most of them were half-cut and crooked.

This guy looked very pitiful, so miserable that it was ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)