"Someone forced their way into Nagadainaf Magic School? Heavy casualties?" Harry was astonished as he listened to Hermione tell him the latest big news in the wizarding world over the phone.
"Yes, and judging by the local news, there only seemed to be one intruder. And that person got away unscathed," Hermione said on the other end.
"How is that possible!" Harry found it even harder to believe now.
Nagudinnaf was, after all, an official member of the International Wizard School Alliance under the International Confederation of Wizards. Even if Australian wizards were a little less skilled, those who could teach at the school surely could not be all that bad.
And Harry had heard that Australia's most powerful wizards seemed to be at that school.
In fact, judging by the performances of Nagudinnaf's two contestants in the Magic Cup Triwizard Tournament the year before last, Harry thought the school actually had some substance.
Although neither Horton nor Shen Yalan had finished with particularly good results, and Horton had even died at Riddle Manor along with their headmaster, credit where credit was due: the standard of magic they had displayed during the competition had definitely been excellent.
They had been no less impressive than the champions selected by the other schools.
Harry had also faced two Australian wizards on separate occasions. Although both encounters had ended with the Australian wizard dead, Harry himself could tell that his opponents had been stronger than him-at least, stronger than he had been at the time.
Both Meng Sies at the beginning and Dikin later had initially had the upper hand against him. As for why they had ended up dead, all he could really say was that they had been terribly unlucky!
In short, although Harry thought Australian wizards were all bastards, he