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0376 Gringotts in Paris

An extraordinary and mystical barrier, woven with ancient spells, separated the ordinary Muggle realm from the wondrous wizarding world, safeguarding the cherished secrecy of the magical community. In the heart of Paris, nestled within the 7th arrondissement, stood the imposing headquarters of Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

This colossal structure, a harmonious blend of diverse architectural styles, exuded an air of grandeur that personalized the immense wealth and influence of the goblin na...

0375 The Intrusion

Due to Barty's reminder, Bryan needed to establish a separate chapter for the security plan he had drafted.

Firstly, he will have to introduce the concept of the Monitoring Lens, or the Surveillance Mirror, to the Review committee. This would involve providing a comprehensive explanation of its nature, functionality, and potential applications in the tournament.

Secondly, Bryan will provide a detailed description of the preventive role this Monitoring Lens could potentially play w...

0374 Monitoring Lens

Having experienced the wondrous and bizarreness of the two worlds, with his own experiences being extraordinarily marvelous, Bryan had natural talent in Legilimency.

Attempting to hide secrets from a wizard like Bryan was futile, unless one was an 'old fossil' like Dumbledore. For a wizard of Ludo Bagman's caliber, it was simply impossible.

Within the fleeting span of a few minutes, the shattered security plan was meticulously rewritten by Bryan. Barty clutched his 'career prospec...

0373 Unexpected

Just as Madam Maxime had said, when Bryan sought out the hotel staff requesting another room, he was informed that all rooms had been booked by the wizards from various countries who came here on official business. Even the staff quarters had been rented out, forcing the hotel employees to squeeze into the laundry room for sleep during this period.

Of course, Bryan would never choose to share a villa with the Beauxbatons delegation.

It was not a matter of room availability, but ...

0372 A Contest (Part-2)

"I'll be the referee."

Cedric stepped forward.

The six of them took their usual starting positions for training, while the others made room. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were greatly invested in this contest without the supervision of professors, and they whispered together about the potential outcome.

And the Gryffindor and Slytherin, who were clearly divided, were on guard against each other. They didn't trust each other and thought that the other side would play dirt...

0371 A Contest (Part-1)

The Hufflepuff students looked at each other, unsure whether to follow Hermione's instructions. Ernie Macmillan and Justin Finch-Fletchley exchanged glances and shook their heads in secret. Hermione Granger was quite famous at school, and many professors highly appreciated her academic performance. However, she was ultimately just a third-year witch, wasn't she?

Having two third-years and one second-year student become teaching assistants for this class, there were truly not many who c...

0370 Hermione's Class

In the city of Paris, where the romantic ambiance intertwined with historical grandeur, Bryan found himself embroiled in a predicament concerning matters affecting Hogwarts. Meanwhile, at Hogwarts, Hermione, who was recently given the responsibility of assisting for what was apparently a physical education class but actually a military training course as per Fred and George, had been anxious all day.

As the gloomy sky darkened, her state became increasingly hysterical.

After par...

0369 Not Simple

Boom——

A massive explosion rocked the center of the once-grand villa, sending shockwaves across the disintegrating remains. A fractured wooden pillar, its surface burned and splintered, fell, filling the immense space with a torrent of shattered bricks and billowing clouds of dust.

"Heh, interesting--" Bryan muttered, a hint of coldness glinting in his piercing gaze as he surveyed the peculiar, post-apocalyptic surroundings. Confirming with a calculated swee...

0368 The Party (Part-3)

Author's Note: I missed a few paragraphs in the original version of this chapter. Sorry! for the mistake.

Under the brilliant candlelight, a vivid red beam from Fleur's wand kicked off the contest.

It was evident that Beauxbatons must have had courses like dueling, as Fleur was not just waving her wand recklessly. Her attacking steps, feints, and spells showed a certain method. However, her excellence still did not surpass what an underage witch should be capable of.

Vipo...

0367 The Party (Part-2)

When Bryan used a humorous and elegant sentence to eliminate the negative impact of his malicious joke, Vipor Dreghorn immediately realized that the young man in front of him who was pushed out by Albus Dumbledore was not that simple.

A flicker of hesitation arose in his mind, as he did not wish to overly offend Albus Dumbledore either, but at this moment, Karkaroff suddenly spoke up,

"No need for modesty, Mr. Watson--" 

Karkaroff's lips curled into an amused smile.

0366 The Party (Part-1)

In the grand and opulent banquet hall, the air was filled with a lively, cheerful melody that seemed to dance along the walls. Respectable wizards from every corner of the globe had gathered here, mingling and conversing with one another, their elegant robes swirling as they moved.

Bryan had not been one to frequent such lavish social events until recently. After gaining widespread fame for defeating Greyback, he stayed in London for a period to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's p...

0365 Gathering

'Igor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang?'

In previous years, Bryan had traveled extensively across Europe. During his time in Germany, he had also heard local wizards discussing Durmstrang and its current headmaster, Igor Karkaroff.

As is well-known among the wizarding community, Durmstrang stands out as the most unscrupulous and controversial of the three legendary wizarding schools on the European continent. This school still retains many traditional teaching ...

0364 Old Friend

"Ah, Mr. Crouch indeed acknowledged that the 'safety plan' submitted by Hogwarts was far from being perfect."

Bryan was unaccustomed to being overly familiar or excessively casual with others, especially those he did not know well. He maintained a formal posture, keeping his hands clasped behind his back in a dignified manner, pretending to admire the ancient artifacts nestled within the intricately carved niches adorning the sturdy stone walls of the grand lobby. He naturally shrugged ...

0363 Arrival In Paris

In the spacious and meticulously organized office of Barty Crouch, the diligent Dirk Cresswell was earnestly briefing the inattentive Cuthbert Mockridge on some recent critical work matters. However, it was abundantly evident that the preoccupied Cuthbert was unwilling to be disturbed at that particular moment, as he appeared to have a matter of great importance to discuss with the sociable Ludo Bagman.

Barty Crouch sat behind his imposing desk, meticulously scrutinizing the 'safety pla...

0362 Another Admirer

The night had begun with a gentle pitter-patter of rain droplets pouring from the inky black sky, but as the hours ticked by, the heavens unleashed their fury in the form of a torrential downpour. Streaks of blinding lightning illuminated the turbulent waters of the black lake, their jagged tendrils slicing through the darkness like ethereal swords. This sudden onslaught of nature's wrath sent shockwaves rippling through the murky depths, disturbing the slumber of the colossal squid that dwel...

0361 Why us?

The flickering candlelight cast wavering shadows across Hermione's pensive features as she blinked her large, cinnamon-hued eyes thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly. However, she wasn't particularly surprised by the professor’s words. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence. Hagrid would occasionally leave Hogwarts on business, and Professor Dumbledore frequently left Hogwarts as well to handle his own affairs. 

Hermione's gaze drifted towards the corner of Professor Watson's desk...

0360 At 8 o'clock

The relentless torrential downpour raged furiously outside the ancient castle walls, the never-ending patter of raindrops purring monotonously for an entire day, tormenting the ragged nerves of those within it. Yet, just a few steps away, across the threshold of a door, the entrance hall had lapsed into an eerie, unsettling stillness, a stark contrast to the boisterous torrent outside it.

Neville's current frozen posture bore an uncanny resemblance to that of a seasoned baseball pitcher...

0359 Results of Training

The overwhelming sense of disappointment and dejection weighed heavily upon Harry's shoulders. He had never imagined that had never imagined things would turn out so badly.

Just the previous Saturday, Sirius had told him at the Three Broomsticks that he would take him away from the Dursleys during the summer holidays. This had made him very happy and excited, as he had longed to leave the Dursleys for years, and now, that dream was finally about to come true. But unexpectedly, just a fe...

0358 Troublesome

Dumbledore hastened his footsteps, his dazzling robes billowing behind him as he eagerly made his way back to his private chambers, yearning to immerse himself in the soothing embrace of a refreshing bath. His weary travels had left him utterly fatigued, and he longed for the rejuvenating relief that only the cold waters could provide.

Dumbledore had indeed found him a good job.

Meanwhile, within the confines of his office, Bryan leaned back upon the luxurious sofa, his posture ex...

0357 New Errand

This was perhaps the first time Dumbledore realized his commands were not working much at Hogwarts.

Sirius was still standing there, emanating an icy cold aura, while Snape was also glaring at his profile with a sinister look. "I hope to hear some reasons that can resolve my doubts, instead of the usual lofty words you tell me."

At this moment, Bryan felt a bit sympathetic toward Dumbledore. These two middle-aged men, who were like water and fire, stood together in the same front ...

0356 Rejected Request

The air in the office was thick with palpable tension as Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling with intrigue, expressed his surprise upon learning of the peculiar wrist-watch. "A watch, you say?" he inquired eagerly, his bushy brows arching in curiosity. "Pray tell, what kind of watch is this?"

Bryan brushed aside Dumbledore's suspicions with a nonchalant wave of his hand. "A watch forged from magical metal, though nothing too extraordinary," he replied dismissively. "Its primary feature lies ...

0355 Clarification

"What!, did that sniveling git give you trouble again?"

"Oh, no, Sirius, I just—"

The words emerged hesitantly from Harry's lips, his face contorting unnaturally as he struggled to conceal the truth from Sirius. The reason for his deception was simple - if Sirius were to learn of Snape's scathing words and actions during the recent Potions class, he would definitely go and cause trouble for Snape. Harry would certainly be happy to see Snape in misfortune, but absolutely not at t...

0354 The Gift Incident

Twenty minutes later, the crowd gradually dispersed. Having listened to many jokes and wholeheartedly believing that quitting Professor Watson's physical education class was a wise decision, Ron walked out of the crowd and saw Harry and Hermione sitting there whispering.

"When did you get back, Harry?"

Ron had just plopped onto the sofa when he noticed the object in Hermione's hand and immediately jumped up in surprise.

"Good heavens, a gold watch! Where did you get that?!"<...

0353 Dungbomb Attack

Professor Watson waved his wand again, and the suits of armor lined up against the wall instantly prepared to throw dung bombs. The air was filled with a heavy, somber atmosphere.

"Harry!"

Hermione clutched her chest, calling out in worry. Harry turned his head and gave her, as well as the equally concerned Neville and Ginny, a smile. It might have been a smile, or perhaps a grimace of pain—Harry wasn't quite sure. Fred and George, on the other hand, seemed quite enthusiastic; t...

0352 The Demonstration

"But Professor—" Cedric raised his hand eagerly. "How do you define success? I mean, what level of skill do you think we need to attain to prove this course is successful?"

"Hmm, good question, Mr. Diggory—" Bryan stroked his chin thoughtfully, his brow furrowing as he pondered the query. "I think at least being able to defeat a wizard of Professor Black's caliber in a duel would be considered qualified."

"We couldn't possibly!" Harry immediately exclaimed, his voice thick...

0351 The Second Phase

"Don't you remember!" Harry hastened to explain. "It's been another two weeks. I mean, it's been a month since Professor Watson's physical education class started. He said at the beginning of this class that the first phase would last a month, and then there would be some changes!"

"Which means—" A flush of delight spread across Hermione's rosy cheeks, betraying her true thoughts. "We don't have to—"

Hermione's words trailed off because she noticed Ron grinning at her.

"...

0350 Future Plans

Percy's face was pale, rendered speechless for a moment, while Penelope hung her head, hot tears welling in her eyes.

Seeing them in this state, Bryan too lost the desire to speak.

Hatred can be inherited. Penelope came from a mixed-blood wizard family. Her father had personally experienced the dangerous situation muggle-borns and half-blood wizards faced in the wizarding world during the years Voldemort was active. As a father, he wanted nothing more than for his daughter to live...

0349 Summer Vacation

"My plan is, after the summer holiday begins, I'll go and talk to your aunt and uncle first. We'll get your luggage out of those Muggles' house and take it to No.12 Grimmauld Place, the Black Manor. You can live there with me from now on, that is, if you're willing."

"You have your own house!" Harry said excitedly. "Do you mean I can leave the Dursleys and live with you?"

"Well," Sirius had apparently misunderstood Harry's meaning, his expression becoming unnatural, "Of course, yo...

0348 Sirius's Views

For quite some time now, Bryan had always arrived at the training grounds with unwavering punctuality, precisely two minutes before six o'clock. Today was no different, and as he approached the field, his gaze fell upon the young wizards who had already assembled into orderly lines according to their respective houses, patiently awaiting his arrival.

The morning air was crisp, carrying a discernible chill. Yet, mingled with this crispness, Bryan detected a heavy, pungent scent of gunpow...

0347 Sad Things

Generally speaking, the Friday evenings were the most relaxed and eagerly anticipated time for the young witches and wizards at Hogwarts. The weekend offered a much-needed relief, and tomorrow was another such coveted occasion when the picturesque wizarding village of Hogsmeade would be open to students. However, within the cozy confines of each house's common room, typically bustling with spirited chatter, now hung heavy and somber atmosphere.

Ginny, had just finished criticizing her p...