From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Chapter 9 Calvin’s Magical Painting

"Can I touch him?" Dumbledore stood up and approached Calvin.

"Please." Calvin smiled and handed over the cuff.

Dumbledore touched Calvin's sleeve outside, then put an old and withered hand in to explore carefully.

"It is indeed not the Seamless Stretch Charm. The space in your sleeve is more stable than the space created by the Seamless Stretch Charm, just like the sniffing pocket." Dumbledore considered his words.

This time it was Calvin's turn to be shocked: "Principal, you are so right, this is not a problem for you."

"As a centenarian, I still have this knowledge," Dumbledore smiled lightly and returned to his chair calmly, "But I'm still curious about how you did it."

"Principal, I told you before that when I was studying magical animals, I restored some ancient magic. This is the ancient magic that I restored from Sniff, the space spell."

"Calvin, you are such a genius. Can you show me any other ancient magic?" Dumbledore was looking forward to more surprises from this young man.

However, Calvin shrugged: "Yes, there is, but the principal's office is too small and I can't use it. Ancient magic has always been famous for being powerful and difficult to control. But you will definitely see it in the future."

Dumbledore looked slightly disappointed: "Okay, if you have a chance, let me see the mechanism you plan to set up."

"This is easy." Calvin opened the ink and poured it into the bowl.Dumbledore smelled dragon's blood, phoenix tears, and at least 17 potion ingredients.

Calvin spread out the white paper and quickly drew on it with a brush soaked in special ink.Dumbledore noticed that after the pen in Calvin's hand drew the rough subject, the pen controlled by magic quickly automatically added details on it. This method of painting was something he had never seen in Europe.

"Far Eastern methods?"

About an hour later, Calvin completed two large and small ink paintings with freehand splashes of ink, then took out the picture frames from his sleeves and framed them.

"Principal, this is my mechanism." Calvin said with a smile, two pictures he had just drawn floating behind him.Dumbledore probably recognized them as Thunderbirds and Cats.

"Not bad," Dumbledore nodded and praised, "It should be a magic painting technique from the Far East."

"That's right, principal. I have very close communication with Far Eastern wizards. They taught me a lot of local magic. They use magic paintings as bodyguards and stick them on the door to prevent the invasion of dark wizards. But the paintings they draw are from ancient times. A warrior." Calvin recounted his experiences in the Far East.

Dumbledore became interested in this unheard of protection method and asked, "Then how did they do it."

"Just like this." Calvin snapped his fingers, and then, the thunderbird and cat leopard in the painting jumped out of the frame.The thunderbirds fluttered their wings, and the cats and leopards roared, which was extremely majestic.

"In terms of attack power, they are the same as real magical animals. Ordinary wizards can't get through at all. It may not be a big problem for Voldemort, but it can delay him for a while, enough for you to get over." Calvin said to himself Very satisfied with the two works.

"So how should we pass this mechanism?" Dumbledore asked again.

Calvin glanced at Dumbledore and replied hesitantly: "Uh, okay, Professor, I'll just tell you one thing. Just attack their eyes. You don't even need to use the Eye Spell, and they will turn into Two non-threatening paintings. This is common knowledge to wizards from the Far East, but I think few wizards in the UK know about it."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Calvin. Go to the auditorium, I will leave this place to you. When I retire, can you help me paint a picture?"

"It's my pleasure, principal." Calvin stood up and snapped his fingers. Thunderbird and Cat Leopard returned to the paper again, "See you at the dinner party." The two paintings were placed flat on the principal's desk, and Calvin He left the principal's office briskly, leaving only his endless thoughts to the old principal with a gray beard.

Calvin returned to the auditorium, and the professors from Hogwarts also arrived one after another. Most of them he knew and were impressed by him.A few other professors who had never taken classes with Calvin were also happy to get to know this outstanding young wizard.Many people in their professional fields have a lot in common with Calvin.

The personable Calvin naturally had a brief exchange with these professors.Even so, Calvin still gained a lot.Especially Professor Bathida Barblin, who teaches ancient magic texts. Many of her ideas are far from the mainstream views, but they coincide with her own.

What a treasure, Hogwarts.Excellent talents, rich collection of books.I should have come back earlier.

Calvin thought.

But not all professors welcomed him so.For example, Professor Trelawney, who teaches divination.Calvin clearly saw Professor McGonagall glance at her with disdain and automatically stay away from Trelawney.

Out of politeness, Calvin stepped forward to greet her. Who knew that Trelawney looked at him in horror, muttering "death" and "darkness", and said to Calvin quite seriously: " Young man, I see ominousness and darkness behind you. You'd better leave Hogwarts as soon as possible." Then he ignored Calvin's outstretched right hand and ran to a small corner of the auditorium alone, making Calvin stand awkwardly. In place.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall came over and eased the embarrassment: "Don't listen to her, she is just pretending. I really don't know why Dumbledore wanted to recruit her. If you ask me, more opportunities should be left to young people like you. .”

Calvin responded obediently: "Professor McGonagall, I also have reservations about divination. At Beauxbatons, after I discovered that I had no talent for divination, I decisively gave up the course. But I have also seen many real Masters of divination, none of them are as... downtrodden as Professor Trelawney." At this time, Professor Trelawney was standing alone in the corner, her body covered with shining sequins, and she was pouring a bottle of sherry. Pour it into your mouth.

Except for the crazy divination professor, only the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is relatively indifferent to Calvin.Professor Quirrell, who smelled of garlic, just shook hands with Calvin and then turned around and left.

Calvin was very interested in Quirinus Quirrell. Even as far away as Beauxbatons, Calvin had heard legends about Defense Against the Dark Arts classes - this was a cursed subject.

I couldn't help but admire Professor Quirrell. Is he really a courageous wizard who is not afraid of Voldemort's curse?Even Calvin himself would have to weigh the pros and cons if Dumbledore wanted him to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

What an admirable courage!

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