Perhaps it was a little unkind to say so, but many people suddenly felt that getting along with Anthony Weasley seemed much easier than dealing with Albus Dumbledore, who appeared gentle but was actually imposing.
No wonder Cornelius Fudge could get along so well with this Young Wizard, powerful enough to kill Voldemort single-handedly.
He was completely different from the kind of promising young man everyone was used to seeing.
He was absorbed in the world of Magic.
He wasn't ambitious.
He wasn't so sharp-edged.
He seemed to take many things lightly.
He didn't make people feel looked down on, either. Despite being so young and already so powerful, this Young Wizard looked at everyone with an equality that made them feel as though a spring breeze were washing over them.
Yes, everyone could feel that easygoing cheerfulness, as if a learned scholar were sharing his knowledge of Magic with them, patiently guiding them through it with extensive references and explanations.
So, when Anton finished speaking, someone raised a hand high.
Anton raised an eyebrow. "Sir, what would you like to ask?"
The Wizard saw that Anton had noticed him and let out an excited shout. At his companions' reminder, he quickly composed himself and asked, "Can we learn the specific schedule for the events?"
"Well, I'd like to keep a little mystery..."
The truth was, he hadn't worked it out yet. Anton chuckled. "But I can tell you about the first-round qualifying trial."
Everyone immediately perked up and turned their ears toward Anton.
"I'm sure you all know the entry requirement: you need to master the 'Arrow Deflection Charm.' The Order of the Phoenix developed this spell in response to the current international situation. I think it's an invention that will change the times."
"So how do you master