Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 701 The ritual to achieve immortality!
“Please stop, Ms. Dracula.

And you, Mr. Potter." Dumbledore's words turned the camera back to the warriors.

In fact, except for Fleur and Harry who were named.

Krum and Elvas almost couldn't help but want to walk towards the stone stairs that were half suspended in the air.

But Elvas seemed to have encountered something and pulled Krum.

"The hostages are all safe." Looking at the livid Fleur, Dumbledore added, "They sleep very comfortably, even though their heads are drooping on their shoulders, they won't have stiff necks.

Instead, they are having the most beautiful, relaxing dream of their lives. I promise."

Harry stopped and looked suspiciously at Dumbledore who was sitting on the white cloud.

Just now he always felt that the tone of Dumbledore when he said this was very much like that of an older brother.

Or the kind that has a younger sister.

He dared to guarantee Ron's life!

But, he knew that Dumbledore had a younger brother.

Aberforth Dumbledore, as he appeared in the Daily Prophet's comments on the Order of the Phoenix.

Dumbledore seemed to see at a glance what Fleur was really worried about her sister and pointed it out in time.

No, Harry noticed.

Furong's face, which had just become very sour because of her sister, was relieved.

He also put the wand into his arms.

Dumbledore apparently noticed this as well.

He smiled and continued, "Okay, warriors. Please get ready.

The special guest that Arthur mentioned before, who will be a feast for our eyes, is about to appear."

Then, it's time for the audience on stage and behind the TV to be confused.

The camera shifted back to the warriors and the dragons.

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Elvas at the edge immediately made a strange cry towards his Peruvian Venomous Dragon.

Next was Krum, who followed with a skr.

Harry didn't have time to think about where the two people's slogans came from.

In order to prevent his Hungarian Tree Vanguard from being seduced by the upcoming Veela, he also quickly made a strange cry - hasaki.

This comes from a Far Eastern wizard in Ryan's dream world who mastered the strange melee wind magic.

He still remembers the feeling of the long knife cutting off his neck.

It happened so quickly that he died without even having time to feel the pain.

Back to the arena.

Faced with the actions of the other three warriors, Furong remained motionless.

She crossed her arms and watched the other three warriors give commands, and then the fire dragon closed its eyes.

It was as if he was a spectator watching the game rather than a participant.

Madame Maxime in the air showed a rare look of melancholy and worry.

Karkaroff on the side said mockingly in a low voice: "Madam, how come the warriors in your academy don't even have a password?

Did she think that a half-blood could defeat so many pure-bloods?

Or is it under the blessing of our Durmstrang magic circle?"

Crackling!
The familiar scene happened again.

A lump of flesh-colored mud wrapped in a white fur coat fell from the small white cloud.

Flesh-colored mud spots splashed everywhere, and after falling onto the soft, white ground of the clouds, they gathered in the direction of the fur coat.

Finally, the thing that should be a face emerged from the meat paste and grew dense octopus-like tentacles.

The camera swept across the audience on the stage, and they all had a matter-of-fact expression.

It's not that they all think Karkaroff should be damned.

But Karkaroff's vicious taunt just now had been caught by the sharp-eyed Golden Snitch.

On the big screen and TV.

Talking about bloodline is the most politically incorrect thing in the wizarding world.

It is very normal to have new hatreds and old grudges and be cursed.

To be honest, their conversation was more focused on the fact that Karkaroff was still alive.

Even Dumbledore on another white cloud couldn't help but stand up.

He looked like he was preparing to collect Karkaroff's body.

Because when Karkaroff fell, most of him turned into mud and splashed. Later, it was confirmed to be his head.

But even with a broken head, he is still alive.

This is undoubtedly a significant discovery.

This curse could perhaps be transformed into a ritual to some extent.

Just remove the meat paste and octopus tentacles.

Maybe it's possible to achieve immortality to some extent.

At the front row of the Slytherin rows, Snape, who had always loved the dark arts, stood up excitedly.

"Dumbledore, I advise against removing the curse from Karkaroff.

Everything that just happened undoubtedly went beyond the existing realm of magic.

I think it is better to keep the status quo, so as not to have a negative impact on him in this state. "

"Severus, please put down your wand.

And - sit down.

Karkaroff is not your research subject." Dumbledore smiled bitterly.

However, something even more unexpected happened.

The inhuman Karkaroff spoke, "I'm fine now.

I can feel the state of my body. If I am not disturbed.

I can keep this up forever.

Severus had just been right.

Our Durmstrang is an academy that studies the dark arts.

This is important to us.

Please don't attack me.

Let Professor Barker (Benjamin Barker, as Grindelwald is known to the public) work with me to solve this problem."

The victim himself said so.

Dumbledore could only sit down.

The Durmstrang student who had been leading the group trotted over and leaned forward.

After listening to Karkaroff's instructions, he wrote a letter.

Turn it into a thousand paper cranes.

Flying towards the big ship in the center of the Black Lake.

“This Karkaroff is so loyal that he actually volunteered to be Grindelwald’s research subject.

He doesn't mind appearing in front of audiences all over Europe in such a ridiculous manner."

Kate couldn't help but sigh in another corner of the stands that was very empty.

"To be precise, it's not all of Europe. It should be Europe, America, Moon City, and Atlantis." Ryan shrugged.

"Why is India not included?" Penelope was a little confused.

It was she who signed the agreement to send people to promote the TV program in India.

It is said to be very successful.

“Isn’t India Britain?
According to my prediction, in 2022, the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom will be an Indian.”

"Impossible!" x2
Penelope and Kate, who knew what their own country was like, were both defeated.

Although they are from the magical world.

But it also inherited the British idea of ​​viewing India as a colony.

This is a kind of contempt engraved in the bone marrow.

They themselves don't even notice it.

"Okay, why don't you ask me if I contributed to this curse?" Ryan was a little confused.

"Need I tell you?" Penelope frowned.

“She even mocked Furong.

Would you ever commit Karkaroff?

Dumbledore’s previous scandals and the extra child he had were probably all because of me.

Just because I said Dumbledore was my idol or something like that." Kate said, puffing up her chest proudly.

(End of this chapter)