A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"It seems that we need to make some small changes in the decoration here." Dumbledore nodded, noncommittal to Rogge's words.

The auditorium turned from green to bright red. The huge snake body disappeared, replaced by the majestic Gryffindor lion.

If the title of shadow prefect was only popular among first-year snakes in the past, thanks to him, he witnessed the real birth of shadow prefect with his own eyes. Snape squeezed an ugly smile and shook McGonagall's hand, and everything seemed to be back to before.

On the unknown hillside opposite the Black Lake, Rogge dug a deep pit. In his hand was a 9-inch wand made of alder wood with a unicorn hair core. Wizards with such wands are helpful, considerate, and lovable. Perhaps because of these characteristics, the naive Quirrell believed Voldemort's lies and died in the place where he once studied.

"Not even a ghost left." Rogge shook his head and buried the wand in the deep pit.

"Teacher, are you here?" He looked up and saw Snape standing at the foot of the hill with a worried look in his eyes.

"Roger, about the Academy Cup..."

"Teacher, it's over now, isn't it?" He smiled, which actually made Snape a little embarrassed.

"Is this a tomb?" He walked up and Rogge poured the blood bottle that was not given to Voldemort into it. It wasn't that he was being generous, but Snape's secret elements were added to it and it was no longer usable.

"So be it, the owner of the wand is dead. Mr. Ollivander always said that the wand chooses the wizard, and the alder wood represents a loyal partner. I just want it to accompany him." Roger smiled and looked at Towards Hogwarts.

The castles and towers are complex and towering, looking silent and majestic in the sunlight. Under the roofs and in the secret rooms, no one knows how many legends were born or unspeakable secrets.

"Teacher, is Quirrell really irreparable?"

Snape didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer. He looked at the moist soil, shook his head and said nothing.

Maybe at the beginning, when Quirrell came to Hogwarts to apply for a job, he could still be saved; maybe on Halloween, when he ran to find Dumbledore, he could be saved too...

Then when was he hopeless? When possessed by Voldemort? During a Quidditch match? Or when they killed unicorns in the Forbidden Forest?

"Maybe an alder tree can grow here." Snape sighed and walked back slowly.

…

On the train back, Roger was designing the emblem of the Jackdaw Magic Society. The quill drew a shield-shaped outline on the parchment according to his idea.

The edge of the badge is woven with metal to look like a bird's nest. There is a black raven in the center, with a ribbon on its feet, with the words "Truth Eternal" written in runes.

"Roger, why don't these valley lilies of the valley look like they're in full bloom?" Daphne sat across from him and asked curiously.

"Seven lily of the valley buds correspond to seven school years. If you fail to pass the assessment in a certain school year, the corresponding lily of the valley will not bloom."

"Ah? There are assessments every year!" Daphne frowned. The assessment requirements of the Jackdaw Magic Society are not low. "In this case, will there be too few members?"

"Really?" Rogge shook his head, "Daphne, what would happen to you if all the lilies of the valley on your badge bloomed?"

"Then I'll definitely wear it every day!"

"Yes, this is the status symbol of the members of the magic society and a kind of honor. If the honor becomes a cabbage, no one will cherish it.

The Jackdaw Magic Society needs real wizards, not losers who spend all their time in relationships or indulging in family glory. "

"Joining the Magic Club does not mean everything will be fine. If no new flowers bloom for two consecutive years, you will be demoted."

"Downgrade?"

"The badge was downgraded, from gold to silver, from silver to bronze."

"Well, not bad..." Rogge picked up the design drawing, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, Hermione, come in quickly!" He saw Hermione standing outside and quickly invited her.

"The look in their eyes...don't take it seriously." Rogge's carriage was mostly surrounded by Slytherin students. Because they lost the Academy Cup, everyone was very unfriendly to the little lions.

Daphne lowered her head and said nothing, so Roger pulled Hermione to sit next to him.

"Roger, I'm here to apologize..."

"For the Academy Cup? It's not a big deal."

"Hmph..." Daphne hummed, making Hermione even more uncomfortable.

"This doesn't deserve your apology, and Gryffindor didn't do anything wrong." Rogge said with relief.

"Professor McGonagall deducted 20 points from us, but 150 points from you. You and I both know that what is under the trap door is important. Harry did protect it. No matter how you look at it, you all deserve the House Cup."

"But, but the principal's extra points are too..." Hermione blushed and hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"This, hahaha..." Rogge smiled cheerfully, which made Hermione feel much better.

"Don't take it to heart, think about our Headmaster Snape. The Headmaster is a Gryffindor graduate, so there is nothing wrong with him preferring you."

"Don't think about the past, let's take a look at this." Roger handed the design to Hermione, and Hermione nodded and took it.

"This is the Jackdaw Magic Society you mentioned last time? The badge is quite beautiful. I don't see anything wrong with it."

"Well, I have applied for a free classroom with the dean, which can be used as a venue for club activities. Daphne will be the first to join, and she has done well this time."

Hearing Roger's praise, Daphne raised her head proudly. Although she hasn't surpassed Hermione yet, school is still a long time, so she is not afraid!

"Can other colleges join?" Hermione pulled her hair and asked with burning eyes.

"Of course you can. As long as you meet the requirements of the Magic Society, you can apply to join. Hermione, do you want to join us?" Rogge had mentioned the requirements for joining the Magic Society, and Hermione would definitely remember it with her memory.

If you ask this now, you should be worried that the Academy Cup will affect the club's participation conditions. Seeing Roger give a definite answer, Hermione relaxed a lot.

"Count me in! In addition to flying lessons, I also have A's in all subjects. There will be no flying lessons in the second grade, and I won't lose to you then."

"Really?..." Rogge enlivened the atmosphere, and everyone slowly put the unpleasantness of the Academy Cup behind them.

"Roger, besides building a house, do you have any other plans during the summer vacation?" Daphne suddenly asked, looking at him curiously.

"Let's talk about it after we finish repairing the house. What about you?" Roger was thinking about several things, including rebuilding the manor, the Golden Snitch and the treasury.

"I still have to accompany my annoying sister to travel to Egypt..."

When Roger listened to Daphne's complaints, he couldn't help but think of Sirius's sister, the crazy woman named Bella. Her original surname was Black, but she changed her surname to Lestrange after she married. My mother's surname was also Lestrange. Is it related to her?

He had insinuated that his grandfather's family moved from France, not the British Lestrange family.

"Rogg? Rogge?" Hermione pushed him, and Rogge came back to his senses.

"Ah...what's wrong?"

"Can you please invite us to take a look at the house after it's finished?"

"No problem, but on the island of Ireland, we will need to fly over to the island."

"The Floo Network, my fireplace doesn't work..." Hermione sighed. The Floo Network node needs to be applied to the Ministry of Magic. Her parents are both Muggles and do not meet the application requirements.

"You can go to the Leaky Cauldron to find Old Tom, and you can use the Floo Network there." Roger reminded.

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"Remember to write to me."

"And I!"

After waving goodbye to the two of them, Roger looked at the platform. Jessica didn't seem to come to pick him up.

"It couldn't be in Diagon Alley, right?" Rogge was carrying his luggage, feeling vaguely disappointed and having a bad feeling in his heart.

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I feel like Quirrell is an unlucky guy who can't be a good villain. I wonder what everyone's attitude towards him is?

The summer vacation of the first school year cannot be idle. I wonder why the original Dumbledore and the others have nothing to do during the winter and summer vacations.