The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Chapter 134 Wanted!

So Miss Nutria always felt that Erwin was elusive in the next few days, and she often couldn't see him, or she suddenly saw him coming out of a certain room.

But whenever she looked at him suspiciously, this guy always acted nonchalantly.

Hermione wondered if he had violated the prohibition and secretly used magic. She usually disliked unruly people, and in her opinion Erwin was this kind of person.

But wasn't he also given trace silk?If he really used magic secretly, shouldn't he have been approached by the staff of the Ministry of Magic?

This puzzled Hermione.

The "Daily Prophet" used another half of the page to report in detail on the trip to Egypt of the Weasley family, the winners of this year's Golden Galleon Award, and published their family portrait with the pyramids as the background.

It's a big picture, because there are nine people plus a mouse.

Below this article is news about a cat in a magical Yorkshire family who has suddenly turned red.

This shows how hard the editors of the "Daily Prophet" are trying to find trivial and trivial matters to fill an entire newspaper every day in a wizarding society with only 2 people in Britain.

It is not difficult to understand why, apart from this official newspaper, the only magazine media is the Quibbler, and the total population is too small to support the media industry.

In mid-August, Hermione finished her last History of Magic paper in her summer assignments, and looked relieved.

Although she said that she was trying to find time to do homework while traveling, but she was still a little worried about not having enough time.

"Have you finished all your homework?" Hermione asked Erwin with a hint of showing off.

"Did you forget? I won't be at Hogwarts next semester." Erwin spread his hands.

Since I was going to another school as an exchange student, I naturally didn't have to write the current summer homework, because there was nowhere to hand it in.

For this kind of person who has a legitimate reason not to do homework, Hermione gritted her teeth, "You should be more conscious, and I can help you take your homework to Hogwarts."

Erwin ignored the good student's proposal, but approached mysteriously, "I said Hermione, you know that there is a tacit understanding between the teacher and the students regarding homework during the holidays?"

"What?" Hermione was completely at a loss.

Erwin sighed, "Think about it, if you can't use magic during the holidays, how useful is it to just write papers? And after the semester starts, the professors are so busy that they need to teach all students in grades one to seven Where do you have the time to read all the vacation papers in person? Even with magic, it is basically impossible to create a thinking body that can review papers."

"What do you mean?" Hermione looked at him.

"So, there is a high probability that the professors will not personally review the summer homework. The students only need to make up the word count and hand in the homework. This is the tacit understanding between the two parties." Erwin said seriously.

Hermione was dumbfounded, it was the first time the little girl had come into contact with this philosophy of dawdling since she was a child.

Erwin chuckled.

It's a thesis, but it's actually asking the little wizards to retell some kind of magic theory. It's better if they can come up with some insights. It doesn't matter if they don't have it. They are just children. Are they really expected to do research?

But it is meaningful for students to write this kind of papers. Although it does not help their magical strength, it can train their thinking ability, comprehension ability and the most important writing skills.

After all, Hogwarts does not offer cultural courses like normal schools.

It would be ridiculous and generous for a high-ranking wizard to write basic essays without coherent sentences.

Similarly, one of the most important functions of astronomy courses and arithmetic and divination after the third grade is to train students' logical thinking and mathematical ability.

Of course, from Erwin's point of view, writing these papers was a waste of his time.

So how could it be possible to be an honest student, write so many articles diligently and then bother Hermione to take it to Hogwarts?

Hermione couldn't convince Erwin, but fortunately there was another Hogwarts student, and Melanie did not perfuse her homework, but wrote the thesis seriously, and wrote it very beautifully.

The kind of beauty that Hermione would be ashamed of.

Miss Nutria was a little bit shocked, but she soon regained her fighting spirit. At first, there were almost no one with similar grades among her peers. Wouldn't it be great to have an opponent now?

On a cool summer night a few days later, Mrs. Granger and Hermione had gone to bed, while the three men were sitting in the courtyard drinking and chatting.

An old man, a prime man, and a young man.

Professor Stewart and Mr. Granger opened a bottle of brandy and poured a little into Erwin's grape juice.

Mr. Granger also winked at Erwin, with a tacit understanding of doing bad things together. After all, his wife must not agree with him letting minors drink.

Erwin himself didn't feel much, and it didn't make much difference to him whether it was wine or fruit juice. It was impossible for a wizard with sound abilities to be anesthetized by alcohol unless he wanted to.

This is the talking time between men.

"Why do I get the feeling you're not very happy after your trip, Ben?" Professor Stewart asked his son-in-law.

"It's not that I'm unhappy." Mr. Granger took a sip of the contents of his glass, "I just feel that the magical world is a little different from what I imagined."

"Oh?" Professor Stewart and Irwin's eyes met.

"Do you know? Although it is said that the two are traveling together, in fact, we and the Weasleys are not together most of the time, and we are only invited when we go to some less 'important' places."

"Understandable," Erwin said, "after all, there is a law of secrecy."

"I actually don't really understand why the magic needs to be kept secret." Mr. Granger recalled: "But what impressed me the most was the attitude of those wizards towards me and Margaret. Their eyes seemed to be Looking at some kind of lower creature, it was as if we were native blacks who had suddenly come to London from the depths of Africa.

Including the lady of the Weasley family, when her second son gave me the bottle of sunburn ointment, her unhappiness was written directly on her face.The feeling was not obvious when I was in Diagon Alley, but this trip made me feel that most people who know magic have a certain degree of contempt for ordinary people like me. "

"The special title of 'Muggle' itself has an unavoidable discriminatory meaning." Professor Stuart said fairly.

"Actually, what I want to say is that compared to the wonder of magic, the way of life of those wizards is astonishingly backward." Mr. Granger rested his chin with his hand, "They are still using gold, silver and copper coins with strange exchange ratios. I used the most primitive kind of camera...Although the characters in the photos move, they can't take color photos..."

"I understand what you mean. You think that the current wizards don't develop and utilize magic enough." Erwin said.

"That's right." Mr. Granger agreed, "I heard that the way wizards fight is to use magic wands to shoot magic shots, which is not much different from guns... Wizards can use magic to cook food and wash dishes. , cleaning the house, but it feels as if the functions of the oven, dishwasher and sweeper are all concentrated on one magic wand, which is indeed a lot more convenient, but compared with the lives of ordinary people, the difference is not that different Big."

Mr. Granger paused, "Only Mr. Arthur Weasley is willing to talk to me on an equal footing. According to him, he modified a car himself, but unfortunately lost it later. He told me that the wizard's camera It is to learn from the creation of Muggles. Before that, wizards could only complete a magical portrait with high-level magic and valuable materials. After imitating Muggles' cameras and applying magic, they have a kind of A more civilian way to record images.

It's absurd that they're still using this primitive camera decades later, even though color photography has long since become common among us 'Muggles'. "

Professor Stewart and Erwin listened quietly.

"My feeling is that these wizards are aloof and disdainful of ordinary people like us, but the development of this magical society is very slow..." Mr. Granger pondered for a while, then smiled, " Maybe after Hermione and Erwin finish your studies, you can come up with more wonderful uses of magic..."

He was already slightly drunk, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed, otherwise the great Mrs. Granger will carry out her justice again... Good night, both of you."

He stood up and walked back into the house a little staggeringly.

Erwin and Professor Stuart exchanged glances, "This is the reaction of a highly educated Muggle after he first came into contact with the magical world," the professor said.

Erwin nodded slightly.

In late August, there is not much time left before school starts.

Uncle Felwood suggested that Erwin take his private jet to the United States, but Erwin refused, and he planned to go through the normal process.

After all, the United States also has a magic government, so it should not be too high-profile.

Flights from London to Boston, MA are booked.

Just when Erwin felt that the "Daily Prophet" was too hard to wipe his ass, the official newspaper finally reported a big news.

"One of the most dangerous dark wizards, Sirius Black, has escaped from Azkaban and is now on the run in England. He is one of the most loyal henchmen of the Dark Lord and possesses advanced spellcasting abilities. The Ministry of Magic issued a wanted order. Anyone caught Or the wizard who kills Black can get a bonus of [-] Galleons, and those who provide accurate information can get a third, that is, [-] Galleons."

Hermione read the contents of the newspaper, and the little girl panicked.

"The most dangerous? How dangerous?" Erwin asked lazily while lying on the sofa.

He once had a face-to-face with a really dangerous dark wizard who hadn't even entered Azkaban.

"He once killed thirteen people with a single spell." Hermione read from the newspaper.

"It's a bit ordinary." Melanie said in a very calm tone.

Erwin nodded in agreement. At the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore, it should not be a problem to erase a small city with one spell.

From this point of view, this Sirius Black is not particularly dangerous. .

Hermione looked at the man and woman with astonishment.

Erwin took the newspaper and looked at the middle-aged man with gloomy eyes and unshaven beard on it, "Come and see you, a loyal subordinate." Erwin greeted Riddle.

Riddle was not offended by this teasing attitude, "This should be someone from the Black family," he said.

"One of the so-called Glory 28 pure-blood families?"

"Yes, but the Black family is not the kind to make up numbers. This family has produced a lot of talents, but what surprised me even more is that he was able to escape from Azkaban. He is indeed the person that 'I' likes."

Riddle's voice was a little smug, although he didn't know this person at all from his 16-year-old memory.

"Azkaban is heavily guarded?" Erwin became a little interested. There is not much information about the wizard prison.

"The prison is located on a small island in the middle of the ocean, and its location is basically top-secret. Wizards imprisoned there will have their wands taken away, and there are a large number of dementors on the island as guards."

"Dementor?" Erwin recalled the information he had read about this monster. Dementors should be a kind of spirit body. The most notable ability is a deadly method similar to the halo of despair. , but Erwin thinks its danger can only be said to be average.

Because there is a special spell to deal with it, the Patronus Charm, as long as the Patronus Charm is mastered, a wizard without any combat experience can also repel or even kill the Dementor.

Those that can be targeted by specialized spells should be downgraded in danger.

"Do you think Dementors are ordinary?" Riddle seemed to see Erwin's thoughts, "It is indeed ordinary for a real strong man, but if you have been affected by its 'despair', think It's not easy to break free, and there are hundreds of dementors in Azkaban, as far as I know 50 years ago, there will only be more now."

"Why?"

"Since dementors can split after devouring souls, how can a prison ensure that no one dies? If prisoners can't bear the 'despair', they will become food for dementors, which is allowed by the Ministry of Magic .”

"Is that so...why do you know that prison so well?" Erwin asked suddenly.

Riddle was silent for a while, "Because I deliberately collected relevant information."

"Why do you want to collect this kind of information?"

"In case I'm imprisoned in Azkaban one day," Riddle said coldly, "This is a necessary preparation. I must consider this possibility in advance and figure out how to deal with it."

"Is this a precautionary measure, or do you mean you are self-aware?" Erwin wanted to laugh.

Riddle ignored him, "so I know how hard it is to escape that prison," he said.