The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Even if winter has not come completely, but with the significant drop in temperature, the Scandinavian peninsula has ushered in its own winter ahead of schedule.

The cold has completely enveloped the entire Grooms, around the shores of Lake Vänern.

The entire valley seems to have turned into a huge snow field, most of the creatures have died or left; only a few creatures that can resist the severe cold can survive in this ice and snow.

The group of giant monsters in front of them undoubtedly belonged to such creatures that could withstand the severe cold.

The trolls were about twelve feet tall and weighed more than a ton; and there were about ten of them in all. The skin of the trolls is dull and gray as granite; they have huge bodies with a small head like a cocoa bean; feet; and the arms are long, and the body emits a disgusting stench...

The giants like to eat raw meat, but they are not picky about their prey; in this cold late autumn, they especially like to eat raw fish.

One of the biggest and ugliest monsters picked up its big wooden stick and smashed a big hole in the ice; while the other smaller monsters quickly surrounded it...they clumsily Lying on the ice, reaching into the ice water, fishing for fish...

Because they are too clumsy, their fishing efficiency is not high... Occasionally, when a relatively large cod is caught, the tallest giant will snatch it quickly; after taking a few bites of the most delicious meat, it Just now, he distributed the leftover "wreckage" to several young giant monsters.

Suddenly, the biggest monster let out a grunting sound, and at the same time raised its head in the direction of the valley.

The rest of the trolls also stopped their movements and looked in the same direction.

There are living people here!

...

Yes, a witch was walking gracefully towards the direction of the troll.

She looks very young, barely over thirty years old, and there are hardly any wrinkles on her exposed face; she wears a pointed wizard hat on her head, and a black windbreaker that is completely impenetrable to the cold...

The giant monsters who stopped moving did not need their leader's order at all, they had already surrounded them by coincidence.

In such weather, fresh human meat is more delicious than frozen fish.

Although the giant monsters are jokingly called "the body weighs a ton, but the brain is only a little bit of booger", but their own strength and resistance to magic are not too low, and their combat effectiveness is not weak at all, so they are generally not accepted. Specially trained wizards might be at a disadvantage when facing them head-on; especially at this time, when there is a group of a dozen trolls gathered.

The witch frowned slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "A bunch of disgusting bugs!"

Undoubtedly, such a voice certainly did not belong to a young witch in her twenties or thirties, but more like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

The IQ of the trolls obviously couldn't understand what the witch meant. They let out a grunting sound and rushed towards the witch's direction.

The witch unhurriedly pulled out her wand from her waist, and did not wave her wand gracefully until the nearest troll came within ten yards of her.

A green light flashed, and the troll closest to her fell to the ground, its eyes widened...it was dead!

Green lights flashed one after another, and each green light could accurately harvest the life of a giant monster... After only a dozen seconds, there were more than a dozen corpses of giant monsters lying around the witch.

A group of trolls, now only the last one left——

The leader of the largest giant monster, with its extremely low IQ, seemed to realize something... It knelt down on the ground and grunted loudly at the witch, as if begging for mercy.

The witch didn't intend to kill them all, she calmly retracted her wand and continued to move forward.

But within a few steps, she stopped suddenly, her expression changed; she turned around as fast as she could, and she pointed her wand at the giant monster leader again——

The huge monster was already lying on the ground, moaning in pain, with blood dripping from the corner of its mouth... A moment later, a small but swift ferret-like monster emerged from the place where the monster's chest was. It is still chewing on something in its mouth, which should be the heart of the troll just now.

The witch's eyes did not stay on the ferret-like magical animal for too long, but raised her head.

In the sky, a tall, slender, pitch-black Pegasus flew towards this direction rapidly; the Pegasus had a head similar to that of a fire dragon, and a pair of broad wings on its back...

"First the sable, and then the Thestral..." The witch murmured hoarsely, "Long time no see, Frederick!"

On the back of thestrals, a bony old wizard jumped down. He first bowed to the witch respectfully, and then said: "I salute you, Lord Rozier... I have to say, you and It’s the same as it was fifty years ago, nothing has changed.”

"It's just a small trick!" The witch snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you to be able to come here!"

"I lived in seclusion in Greenland for fifty years...to avoid that damned badger, and also to wait for today...to wait for the master's call!" Frederick's voice was still so respectful.

"Then what about the others... Kraft, Carol, Meluxin..." Rozier continued to ask.

"Both Carol and Merusin should have passed away... As for Kraft, he was still on his way on the flying carpet. I happened to see him when I flew over Tórshavn (the capital of the Faroe Islands) !” Frederick said with a smile: “And Dragnea and Tusk, they should be on their way.”

"It seems that there are more people in this gathering than I expected..." Rozier also showed a smile on his face.

At the same time, she glanced down at the castle under the ice of Lake Vanern: "If you add Vance and Emerson!"

...

For the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, their Halloween dinner is also in full swing.

The students wore masks and dressed up as various monsters and ghosts, and sang cheerfully around the bonfire... For this magic school in Northern Europe, the Halloween dinner is almost the most lively banquet of the year, because In the future Christmas banquets, the number of participants will drop significantly due to the cold weather.

The headmaster, Professor Winston-Vance, did not participate in the Halloween celebration. He was raising his head and staring intently at the sky——

Beside him was a gray-haired old wizard... If Christopher Patrick was here, he would definitely recognize this old wizard who he saw when he first visited Durmstrang. The old man who arrived to wipe the deck of the ghost ship.

"It's almost time!" The old wizard looked down at his watch and said softly.

"Yes!" Principal Vance nodded silently.

Almost at the same time, on the shore of Lake Vänern not far away...

A burst of golden light floated into the sky, and finally left a mark on the night sky——

It looked like a triangular eye with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil.