"Don't worry, Mrs. Maxim. Principal Harris must know that the curriculum for these little wizards has nothing to do with magic," Kakarov explained enthusiastically in his sweet falsetto. Kakarov glanced at Allen from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Allen had no objection, Kakarov secretly felt proud. Ever since Principal Harris defeated Lord Voldemort in the live broadcast, he was very glad that he had found the right person to rely on.
"Mrs. Maxim, Igor is right …" Allen purposely called out Kakarov's name to make him smile. He then turned around and continued, "This Wizard Primary School doesn't involve the actual use of magic at all. As I announced before, it just unifies the basic cultural education of the little wizards and avoids the situation of the uneven standards of the first grade students."
"Principal Harris." A gentle female voice came from the corner, and a female teacher in a teacher's uniform came out from the classroom next door. She was holding a Muggle math textbook in her hand. After she called out to Allen, she found that there was a large group of wizards behind him, and her eyes became a little scared.
Allen was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized that the female teacher with short hair was the mother of little Patricia. "Good morning, Nancy. How are you? Have you adapted to the wizard world?"
"Mr. Lockhart has helped us a lot. Everyone is very nice to us," Nancy said, trying to suppress the fear in her heart.
"If there's anything you need, you can ask Lockhart to tell me. You can go do your work." Allen saw that Nancy was uncomfortable. He knew that she was not used to interacting with strange wizards because of her injury.
After Nancy left, Abaginder observed for a while and came over with a frown. "Principal Harris, if I'm not mistaken, this female teacher seems to be a Muggle?"
"This is a math teacher for elementary school. The math curriculum of the wizard elementary school is directly imported from the Muggle teaching materials, so we hired this lady." Allen calmly explained, "And her daughter is actually a wizard. So, this is just like how the little Muggle wizards were able to bring their parents around Diagon Alley. This doesn't violate any rules... In fact, she's the Muggle that Lockhart saved."
Kakarov retorted, "President Abagkind, this is nothing to be surprised about. Besides, so what if a pure Muggle appears in Hogwarts? No matter what they say, those who don't believe in magic will just treat them as a lunatic … "
"Principal Harris! Miss Granger ordered me to inform you that the people from the Ministry of Magic and the TV station are ready. "An employee dressed like an umbrella walked into the elementary school and saluted Allen.
Grasdrian Tuteli from the International Symposium of Animagus seized the opportunity and suggested, "Then, Principal Harris, let's get down to business first before we continue the visit."
In the Bork family mansion, in the room with an unusually large fireplace, Herbert Bork sat in a wheelchair in front of the TV. He was wearing a pair of reading glasses with crystal lenses that constantly adjusted the focal length. He was watching the live broadcast of the International Symposium of Hogwarts on the wizard TV.
Although the weather outside was a little hot, he still covered his legs with a thin blanket in the room with a constant temperature.
Herbert Bork raised his hand when he saw the number of wizards gathered at the conference hall on the television. His butler, Alfred, immediately stepped forward and bowed. "Master." He then said, "Master."
The room was silent. There was a clock on the shelf next to the fireplace. The ticking sound of the clock made the atmosphere even more tense.
"Harris …" Herbert's old voice sounded very cold. "How's your arrangement?" The fireplace exploded with sparks, and the scattered mud splashed onto the red brick floor.
Alfred bowed even lower and said carefully, "Master, there's an activity against Harris today … Milleson wants to use the International Symposium of Hogwarts to let Marcus incite the centaurs. If he can do it in front of so many people …"
"Idiot!" Herbert's voice was hoarse and low. "So what if he succeeds? The Ministry of Magic and the Umbrella's investigations are getting more and more frequent. How much have we lost to this business? Do you think this is a child's revenge? "
Alfred was frightened by Herbert's cold expression. He quickly said, "Master, I've already contacted them. It'll be good if we can make a fuss and embarrass them …"
"Don't get involved in this kind of trivial matter that won't hurt Harris. Focus on your own mission …" Herbert relaxed himself in the wheelchair. "Continue to contact them. If nothing happens to the Animagus today, Harris will be in the limelight again … But this is good for us. Harris's son is no longer a threat to Britain … Have the contestants agreed to pressure him?"
"Not enough … But master, the plan is still under control." Alfred adjusted the blanket on his master's legs and retreated.
Back at Hogwarts, in the venue of the new Magic Combat class, the little wizards who were about to transform stood neatly in the middle of the field in their new school uniforms, quietly waiting for the upcoming test.
The Harris TV station had also set up cameras around the field. Several wizard cameramen were taking pictures of the audience in the stands. The host, Hibiscus Chinensis, was looking at a few pieces of parchment paper, preparing for the official broadcast later.
Allen led the principals and members of the Animagus International Symposium to the front row of the stands. Owen, the head of the British Ministry of Magic, was also present. He led some officials from the Ministry of Magic and sat in the stands directly opposite the shapeshifting wizards. As the main person in charge of the International Magical Cooperation Department, Daisy also attended this international conference. Because there were so many young wizards who were about to transform today, many officials from the Ministry of Magic also made a cameo appearance in the arena. This was also the first time that so many Aura appeared on the campus after the expansion of the Hogwarts. As the personal guards of the officials, they were also present today.
The parents of the young wizards were arranged to sit in the second zone, which was slightly higher behind Allen. The wizards who came to watch the fun were invited to sit in the third level. The atmosphere in the arena was now as lively as a Quidditch final. Looking at so many students quietly waiting for their transformation, the seated wizards were surprised and whispered to each other. The number of shapeshifting wizards was far beyond their expectations.
Allen took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He stood up and bowed slightly to apologize. "Everyone, I'm really sorry. I have to go prepare the surprise for you later. Please forgive me."
"Principal Harris, we are well taken care of here. You can go do your work," Kakarov said politely.
Seeing Allen turn and leave, Guthrian Tutley choked on the question he wanted to ask.
"But there are so many people in the arena?" Abaginder gripped the armrest of his seat tightly and frowned. He was secretly annoyed. His alma mater in Africa, Ouagadou, was also planning to study how to transform a large number of wizards into Animagus. Now, after the expansion of Hogwarts, not only had the scale surpassed Ouagadou, but it seemed that Ouagadou was also a big step ahead of other academies in the field of shapeshifting.
"How is that possible? There are so many wizards. Maybe there are auxiliary wizards involved. It's impossible for so many wizards to participate in the shapeshifting." Gesdrian Tuteli shook his head vigorously. For this sorcerer who could transform into an Animagus gerbil, he did not want the ability that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain to become a commonplace at all.
Mrs. Maxim turned to the wizard reporter who was wearing thick glasses and dressed like an old scholar. "Mr. Driver, as an authority in the field of shapeshifting, is it possible that he has mastered the method of transforming into an Animagus with such a high success rate …?"
"Although the number of people who can transform into an Animagus is still not many, these little wizards are likely to have other missions …" Driver took off his glasses and rubbed them hard. "The winner of the Most Promising Newcomer Award in our 'Transfiguration Today' this year has been decided to be Principal Harris. But if he really succeeds today … perhaps we will have to give him another award. Otherwise, it won't be enough."
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