A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Compared to Voldemort, Rocopic's teaching attitude is much better. For the sake of the lovely Jin Gallon, it said almost everything and answered every question.

Rogge wanted to drain the knowledge out of his head, and Rocopic wanted to drain the galleons out of Rogge's pocket. Properly go both ways, win-win!

It seems that he no longer has to go to work at Gringotts and comes to teach in the magic tent every day. Today I brought a large bag of underground ores and crystals to teach Roger how to identify them.

"This black and shiny ore is called snake eye stone. It is rich in magical energy and is an important material for many powerful spells." Rocobic picked up a jet black stone and taught Rogge how to check it. "The best snake eyes." Stone is very rare and expensive.”

"These crystals of different colors are also magic materials. Crystals with different properties can enhance different types of spells." It said, pointing to a pile of colorful crystals.

"For example, this blood-red crystal can enhance the power of offensive spells. It is a good accessory for combat." Rocobic picked up the blood-red crystal and shook it in front of Rogge's eyes. "But I will still use it now. There are very few wizards left in them, and most of them have little more than collector value.”

"The milky white and transparent crystals below can help purify the soul and enhance the effect of divination." It pointed to another pile of crystals and introduced.

"If you learn to distinguish these crystals, you can buy precious magical gems from wizards and Muggles at low prices." Rocopic smiled slyly, "I can give these to you."

Its eyes rolled around, staring greedily at Rogge's pocket, hoping to take out more Galleons from it.

"What is this?" Rogge saw a colorless crystal from the pile of colorful stones. The texture felt like the Golden Snitch's crystal box.

"Oh, this, let's call it Prism Crystal." Rocopic thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the name.

"Can you be more specific?" Rogge looked at the light carefully and found that it was indeed made of the same material as the crystal box.

"Although crystals can refract light, the light refracted by prism crystals is particularly pure, and that light can be used as energy. However, these crystals are fragments and can only be used as decorations." Rocopic said for today's class fee. It must be quite clear.

"Use light as power?" Rogge's eyes lit up. Could it be that the crystal box is the power source of Golden Snitch No. 101? No wonder I haven’t been able to untie it!

Rogge nodded and paid Rocopic an unprecedented 150 Galleons. He took out the answer that Ronan the Centaur had cracked and hung it on the shelf.

Then put the Golden Snitch into the crystal box and face the sun in the sky. The sunlight passes through the prism crystal box and turns into several small rays of light that penetrate into the Golden Snitch.

The stationary Golden Snitch quickly absorbed energy and then started to rotate on its own, making the star map engraved on it even more chaotic.

Rogge quickly took out the Golden Snitch and restored the star positions bit by bit like solving a Rubik's Cube.

In the following days, Roger cracked the Golden Snitch almost every day. Under the leadership of Sarah, the elves also gradually mastered the skills of building a house.

They are hardworking, have sufficient magic power, and can quickly and accurately complete Sarah's requirements. Bubble also became an overseer, directing other elves to cut and carry huge stones.

According to the pre-planned plan, the elves first dug out the deep foundation, and then discharged the spurted groundwater into the artificial lake next to it.

Then, they use magic to reinforce the surrounding land to ensure a solid and reliable foundation. After pouring the reinforcement material, use the floating spell to lay the neatly cut stone slabs.

Huge stone pillars and beams quickly built the frame of the main building, and then the permanent bonding spell began to build the outer walls.

Sara compared the drawings from time to time, and then asked the fairies to find the corresponding materials... Everything was going smoothly, heading towards a better life.

As the manor outside the tent became more and more beautiful, the golden snitch in Rogge's hand was slowly decrypted.

He patiently twisted the Golden Snitch. When the last star position was restored, there was a "pop" and the Golden Snitch bloomed in front of his eyes like a golden flower. The internal structure is extremely delicate, with a golden flying feather the size of a fingernail lying on it.

"Feather?" Rogge looked over. It was a perfectly shaped bird feather, exuding a warm luster like the sun.

Rogge carefully floated it with his wand and held it in front of his eyes to observe carefully. The slender feather shafts are full of thick and dazzling golden hairs.

Rogge's breath blew gently, and the fluff moved lightly and elastically, like a beautiful work of art.

"So I just got a feather after all my efforts?" Rogge was a little disappointed. Although it was beautiful, it seemed to have no practical effect.

He played with the blooming Golden Snitch, maybe this was just a little prank left by Bowman Wright to future generations. Rogge shook his head and held the golden flying feather in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a ripple in the feathers. Rogge felt a hook tug behind his belly button, and his whole body turned into a spiral phantom and disappeared into the tent.

"This...where is this?" Rogge put on armor to protect himself vigilantly, took out his wand and looked around.

Golden Feather brought himself to a vast swamp, surrounded by heavy fog and poor visibility. Surrounded by endless reeds, the dense reeds make people feel like they are in a green maze, and they can't tell the direction at all.

"Port key?" Rogge looked at the golden flying feathers floating in front of him, feeling surprised and happy. It was like a pointer guiding him in the direction.

Rogge followed the golden feathers forward and stepped on them as if he had broken the lid of the methane tank. A mixture of rotten smells hit his face.

"Ahem..." Rogge coughed heavily.

The ground was soft and slippery, sinking into mud with every step, making the sound of gurgling water. From time to time, there was the sound of bubbles bursting under the feet, the sound of toads chirping in the distance, and the scratching sound that made people's scalp tingle.

Roger struggled to pull his feet out of the suctioning mud and found that it was impossible to walk through here.

"I hope you can go both ways." Rogge grabbed the feather and was instantly taken back to the starting point.

"Carpet!" Roger exclaimed, and the mud on his shoes and pants made the blue and white carpet a mess.

Sarah came in holding her nose and waved her wand: "Cleaned."

"Roger, did you fall into the stinking ditch?" she asked with a look of disgust on her face, and opened the tent for ventilation.

"No, it's a disgusting swamp." Rogge explained.

"Then be careful, there are all kinds of dangerous magical creatures hidden in the swamp. Many poachers and dark wizard organizations like to hide in this kind of place. You didn't bring your broomstick, right?" Sara looked at her strangely. Look at Roger. In her opinion, broomsticks are to British wizards what umbrellas are to London Muggles.

"Broom?" Rogge felt a little reluctant.

Sara came to the table and marked the construction progress on the architectural model. After half a month of busy work, the new manor has been basically completed and the finishing work will be done in these few days.

"Rogge, do you need me to introduce you to some wizards who are good at casting spells?" Sarah closed the book and said to Rogge, "Right now, the manor is still in rough shape and can only be used after decoration and adding magic spells."

"Well, you're right." Rogge nodded, knowing that decoration is more expensive than construction. "The Muggles have already prepared the decoration plan. I'm going to go to the Muggle world to buy supplies. I can save a lot of money."

"As for the magic spell, the goblin promised to help me cast a protective spell. I haven't decided who to give them to, the Traceless Expansion Spell and the Life Spell."