HP Magic Biography

You know, Dad actually considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts, and he knew the headmaster, well, you know what he thought of Durmstrang—the guy was weird— —Durmstrang doesn't admit that kind of indecent stuff, but Mum doesn't like me going to school that far away, and Dad says Durmstrang is better at witchcraft than Hogwarts.

The students of Durmstrang are actually learning spells, not just doing pointless things like defense like us.

Hermione stood up, tiptoed to the carriage door, and slowly closed the door, blocking Malfoy's voice.

It seems he thinks Durmstrang will suit him, doesn't he? she said angrily. I hope he gets out of here sooner, so we don't have to put up with him.

Is Durmstrang another wizarding school? Harry asked.

Yes. Hermione snorted. It has an extremely bad reputation. According to the European Review of Magical Education, this school places a lot of emphasis on witchcraft.

I think I've heard, said Ron vaguely. Where is it? What country?

Hey, no one knows, right? Hermione said, raising her eyebrows.

Well, how could that be? Harry asked.

Traditionally there is a lot of rivalry among all wizarding schools, and Durmstrang and Beauxbatons like to hide their tracks so that no one can steal their secrets.

Hermione said seriously.

Come on, Ron started laughing, Durmstrang is about as big as Hogwarts, how do you hide a big dirty castle?

But Hogwarts is invisible. Hermione said in surprise, Everyone knows... Well, anyway, anyone who has seen Hogwarts and read history knows that.

It's just you, said Ron. Go on - how did you hide a place like Hogwarts?

It's bewitched, said Hermione. If a Muggle looked at it, all they could see was a pile of ruins, with a sign saying 'Dangerous Keep Out' over the door.

The same is true for Beauxbatons, but they used magic to hide an entire mountain. I asked Nicolas.

Hiding an entire mountain? Harry wondered.

Yes,

They're on the...well, I forgot what mountain, but Beauxbaton's students aren't very friendly, their boys.

Indeed, I don't like it very much, said Hermione.

Fan Lin wrote back, and he briefly talked about what happened to Beauxbatons, so Hermione...

It's impossible for them to beat you... Ron said, Even together...

But it's annoying.

Why are they targeting you? Hermione wondered, she didn't quite understand why a student's competition turned into such an eye-catching battle.

Uh...Maybe I don't care much about them. Fan Lin said, he didn't dare to say that it was because of Fu Rong, at least, this is not a good capital to show off.

Not too much?

You can't ask me to greet each other one by one, and the time is not very enough. Fan Lin said awkwardly.

In fact, besides Fleur and Gabriel in Beauxbatons, he also knew Brown, who had confronted him. As for the others...

Well, this is only seen by the amount of knowledge.

Okay, let's continue talking about Durmstrang. Fan Lin said, You know, Durmstrang can tolerate black magic.

Yes, that's what everyone said. Besides, Grindelwald came from Durmstrang. By the way, will Beauxbatons also produce a Dark Lord or something like that?

Hermione frowned. If that's the case, then the three major magic schools in Europe are really interesting...

Probably not. Fan Lin said, and he thought of Beauxbaton's hordes of young ladies, and the learning atmosphere where Yin was flourishing and Yang was declining.

Maybe there will be a... witch... Fan Lin tried to say.

Witch?

If Hermione was in Beauxbatons, maybe...

Shut your mouth Ron, and don't drag the two of us into the water with you.

I... Ron was a little dazed, the ghost knew that he had made a wrong string, and then took the initiative to provoke Hermione with swear words.

I'll give you a chance to repeat what you just said... What happened to me... at Beauxbatons? What will it become?

There was a bright smile on Hermione's face, matched with the girl's gentle face...

Oh... no no no, that's not what I mean, I mean... so Durmstrang is just a pile of ruins in the eyes of outsiders?

Forcibly changing the subject is not a good way.

Hermione didn't seem to bother Ron, though, at least on the train.

Maybe. Hermione shrugged. Maybe it has a Muggle-forbidden spell on it, like the World Cup stadium, to prevent outside magicians from finding it, and they made it unsearchable—

here we go again?

Hey, you can cast a spell on a building to make it impossible to map, can't you?

The topic was pulled back in the next second, and no one would mention anything about Beauxbatons, which is not a good thing.

Well... if you put it that way, said Harry.

But I think Durmstrang must be somewhere in the far north, said Hermione thoughtfully, a very cold place, because they have fur cloaks in their uniforms.

Ah, to think of the possibility, Ron said dreamily, it wouldn't be so easy to push Malfoy into a glacier and make it an accident... what a pity his mother likes him so much...

Narcisha will definitely look for you desperately. Speaking of which, Narcissa is Sirius' cousin?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

For the chaotic and complicated genealogy of the nobles, these little wizards will never be able to figure it out.

Perhaps, counting hundreds of generations, you and the classmates around you may still be separated by countless relatives.

His cousin's cousin's nephew's so-and-so...

This is really confusing.

So, Harry and Malfoy...

I know what you want to say, so please shut up, I have no blood relationship with Sirius.

However, you are his godson. If Sirius doesn't find a girlfriend to give him a new son or daughter, the Black family needs you to inherit.

That's impossible, Sirius, he... and, I... I am me, you understand, I can't have anything to do with... Malfoy... forever.

If you know that your original family is also a powerful family, I hope you can continue to maintain such remarks. Fan Lin said, So, accept your fate, Harry, your circle is really chaotic, maybe you……

Shut up, Fan Lin, you still can't use your magic power...