The day passed so peacefully. The next day, the Ministry of Magic held a press conference, with the Minister of Magic Amelia Bones personally serving as the spokesperson. She stood on the steps, and below were a group of reporters and photographers, and there were people running over to watch the fun. She looked at Kingsley, and Kingsley nodded slightly at her.

Ms. Bones calmly announced:

"The rumors that Mr. Felix Happ won the old wand that were previously preached in the newspaper have been proven to be false. I personally checked his wand, which was not the elderberry in the rumors, which is very telling. As we all know, in addition to his extraordinary attainments in ancient magical literature and muggle research, Mr. Happ is also a childlike writer. The best-selling comic book "The Adventures of the Little Wizard Mike" that once brought the L.C.A Publishing House back to life was made by him. When he conceived this masterpiece, he referred a large number of works of the same type. Naturally, the spirit of the poem "Wenbidou, who has influenced countless young wizards, was also integrated into it."

"Do you want to say that Mr. Heip named his wand the old wand because of his admiration for Shiwenbidou?"

"That's right."

"Madam, are you denying the existence of the old wand?"

"Maybe it's real, but it's certainly not in Mr. Hepp's hands, nor in the scope of our discussion today," replied Ms. Bones.

"How did you check, what if he did a disguise?"

"I won't doubt my eyes." Ms. Bones said coldly: "Next."

"What if he has a second wand?"

Bones looked at the person who spoke from under his monocle glasses: "I don't remember having invited you, which newspaper reporter are you?"

"Ahem, I'm here to travel," said the bald man who asked the question embarrassedly.

"Very good," Ms. Bones said calmly, "we will check your approval of entry documents after the press conference, or you will be ready to pay a fine."

She cleared her throat and continued:

"Things may be more complicated than I think. I can reveal one thing: the editor-in-chief of the Prophet Daily, who approved this article, was suspected of being hit by the Soul-Snatching Curse, which shows that there may be conspiracy behind the matter. Given the current situation, there is reason to suspect it is related to Voldemort and his evil gang."

The press conference that had laid the red carpet became silent, as if someone had chanted a spell.

"Ahem, are you sure?"

“I used the words ‘suspect’ and ‘possible’,” Ms. Bones said sternly: “But if you are well-informed, you will find that this article has appeared in more than a dozen countries. It is impossible to be a coincidence!”

"I am very despised by the framers because the people behind the scenes can't even tell the most basic facts, that is, Mr. Hayp's field of research is ancient magical literature. The current trend of magical literature that is very prosperous in Britain was promoted by him.

Although Mr. Hepp was not good at speaking, he was still heartbroken by this behavior of putting the cart before the horse. Therefore, he entrusted me to hold an exchange meeting in Hogsmeade Village on the last weekend of October, October 27th.”

At this time, another reporter raised questions.

"Why should I delay so long? As long as he stands up and says he has never held an old wand before?" Rita Skit's eyes flashed, and her question attracted a lot of consent.

"Because that's just a trivial matter!" Ms. Bones interrupted her, "Compared to promoting ancient magical texts, the old wand is worthless in Mr. Hayp's eyes. This is the difference between you and him."

Rita Skitter stared at her fiercely.

Others recorded excitedly that the quill seemed to be smoking, and the white light of the flash was flashing.

"And, it must be mentioned that Dumbledore, who serves as president of the International Wizards Federation, chief wizard of Wizards, and principal of the Hogwarts School of Magic, has submitted an application to the International Wizards Federation to regard the exchange as an international event, and will invite enough prestigious wizards to come, including ancient characters from all over the world and principals of magic schools in various countries."

The reporters were stunned. The various quills hanging in the air seemed to have poor contact and fell to the ground one after another.

Big news.

Rita Skitter grabbed the green feathers of the quill pen, and the expression on her face was very excited, and she agreed to do it.

In the next few minutes, only the excitement of the quill pen remained.

"...All outsiders must report in advance, and their scope of activities is limited to Hogsmeade Village. Violators will receive severe punishment..."

"Can you talk about the exchange meeting?"

"What can be revealed at the moment is that in addition to showing his research results, Mr. Haip will also reluctantly take time to accept anyone's challenge."

"Wait! Challenge?"

The reporters smelled the keywords.

"That's right." Ms. Borns said, looking at the excited strange faces on the field, they were obviously foreign wizards, and felt a sense of pity for no reason. Only she and a few Wisengamo mages had seen the scene of Felix Hepp and Voldemort fighting.

Since you are so happy, you will not refuse to sign a life-and-death case, right? She continued to recite the speech calmly:

“The activity is expected to last three days…”

"The Ministry of Magic will actively negotiate with the Ministry of Magic of various countries, and will adopt a live broadcast form, with technical support from Future World Company..."

The press conference ended with an excited gaze.

When the news reached Hogwarts, it was already the next morning, and the students were rushing to exchange information with each other at the dining table, occasionally showing tacit expressions when they met, which meant: "I'll say there's big news." Then they rushed to class.

In the next few days, the school was filled with restlessness. This restlessness was reflected in the following classroom. The brave students couldn't help but ask questions about related topics.

"Professor Blake, who is better than Professor Hepp?" A very unpleasant student asked an unpleasant question.

Sirius glared at him, "This kind of contrast is meaningless. In addition, it is forbidden to provoke relationships between professors, so Gryffindor deducted five points."

Harry, Ron and Hermione grinned.

It is hard to hide their actions from Sirius. He regretted telling them that he had been beaten by Felix. At this moment, he was a little angry and embarrassed. He said with a dark face: "Since you have asked, I can answer a similar question: How do you think you are better than Aurors?"

"We can try it." He held his wand and looked at everyone maliciously. "Take a real feeling that Auror has a lot of opportunities to come into contact with battles. Unlike you, it is a real battle, and his opponents are often cunning black wizards."

"Even if you master the same magic, those who have had duel training and have not experienced performances are completely different. Going further, those who have had practical experience and those who have no actual combat are completely different. This gap is reflected in the understanding of duels and those tiny details."

"Just talk about me, I may not be much higher than you, but even if you use the same spell, the power will be controlled at the same level, and the gap is still quite different..." He paused and made a provocative gesture, and his meaning was already very obvious.

"So who is the first to come?"

Harry was eager to try, but Sirius pretended not to see him. He still remembered his revenge, "Shabini, come." He ordered a man, and Brees Shabini stood up confidently, his friend whistled loudly. "Harry, come and shout to start."

Sirius and Brees stood face to face, staring at each other's face. When Harry shouted "Start", the two moved at the same time. Sirius raised his wrist and Brees' wand immediately flew out.

"A little trick, but if you hold the wand tightly, the power of the spell can only make your arms slightly tilt, but it's just right here." Sirius said, "Come again."

Brees picked up the wand in discontent, and this time his wand was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

"start!"

Both of them raised their wands together

"Give up your weapons!" Brees shouted with great momentum, but Sirius hit him first.

"Silent casting spells always makes you one step ahead." Sirius said, tilting his head.

"This time I will recite the mantra like you, and we will come again," he said.

Brees hesitated for a moment, picked up the wand from the ground, and looked carefully at Sirius.

After a moment of silence.

"Destroy your weapons! Destroy your weapons!" the two shouted at the same time.

But this time Sirius suddenly lowered his head and quickly avoided the spell, but Brees was hit hard, and the wand had flew out of his hand countless times.

"Even if two people chant the spell at the same time, I still have the chance to dodge, or use my magic wand to pick the spells, in short, there are many ways." Sirius said: "But even if you have read it in textbooks or storybooks, or even practiced privately, you may still not remember to use it in actual combat, or it may not be used well."

"Your professor last year, Alastor Moody, I've dealt with him. He has a saying that sounds good and always be alert. Of course I'm not asking you to learn from him, but at least, you should know what to do when danger comes. If you can't learn, remember with your body."

...

In the dead of night, Felix spread out the new version of the map of live spots. The lines of Hogwarts Castle and Forbidden Forest were intertwined and springing out like mushrooms after a rain. His index finger gently tapped on an inconspicuous corner, and in an instant, the light and shadow flickered, clouds and mist, and the original pattern quickly disappeared, extending a new path from the corner of Hogwarts Castle, winding and twisting until a new location appeared.

It was a small village composed of many cottages and shops, with many familiar names: Ambrose Frum of the Honey Duke, Paddif's Teahouse at Lady Paddif, Rosmerta of the Three Broom Bar, Joko Joke of the Zoko, and the man in the Pig Head Bar... Abforth Dumbledore.

To be honest, Felix was really shocked when he first saw the name.

At this moment, he lowered his head and looked down at Hogmodri's name with the help of the dark light
Chapter completed!