A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the wizard named Green returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

He wore a neat, well-fitted suit and his hair was combed to the hilt. Holding a black wooden cane, he walked into the tavern with steady steps.

Despite his advanced age, he still attracted everyone's attention when he walked into the tavern. No one knows his true identity, and no one recognizes this Grimm wizard who once stirred up troubles in the world.

However, when you see his confident and wise eyes and calm and extraordinary demeanor, you will involuntarily lower your head slightly to show respect.

"Mr. Green?" Roger shouted softly.

The old wizard who was going upstairs suddenly stopped and turned to look at the place where the sound came from.

As expected, it was Grindelwald. Compared with the malnourished appearance a few weeks ago, he is now radiant and energetic.

Grindelwald looked at Rogge and chuckled. He walked to the table and sat down on crutches.

"What about that guy named Lupine? Is he dead?"

"Lupin? Where did you get the name of the new professor?"

"Although I have disappeared from the magical world for many years, no wizard will refuse to provide me with information.

The werewolf named Lupine is wandering in Europe without even a serious job. "Grindelwald snorted disdainfully, "Is he worthy of being a professor of dark arts? "

"Mr. Green, he is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"Defense? Haha!" Grindelwald sneered, "What a terrible teaching concept."

He seemed to have found the right person to talk to, and began to promote his ideas, his voice full of sarcasm: "Dark magic is part of the magical world. The so-called defense is to fight against magic itself."

"Albus is too kind to worry about the little wizard being affected by dark magic. The students at Hogwarts are too weak and naive."

Having said this, he glanced at Rogge: "You are still qualified."

Rogge touched his nose. Is this a compliment?

"In Durmstrang, dark magic is an essential course. Defense, that is only the choice of the coward.

Combat and order are the first principles that all wizards must abide by. "Grindelwald mentioned his alma mater and couldn't help but straighten his back.

Durmstrang is known for its militaristic management and only accepts pure-blood wizards. As for Muggle-born wizards, they have no qualifications for admission.

In addition, the school is quite tolerant of black magic and even encourages students to study and use black magic. Durmstrang has consistently ranked number one in international rankings in recent years and has produced world-class Quidditch players.

Therefore, many wizarding families in the UK are willing to pay high tuition fees and send their children to study in Durmstrang from near and far away.

"When I was sixteen years old, I was expelled from school for studying dark magic." Grindelwald's tone was filled with disgust. The principal at that time did not understand the great significance of his research at all.

"You were fired?" Rogge looked at Grindelwald in disbelief.

Grindelwald nodded, not shying away from this disgraceful thing.

"Durmstrang? Studying black magic?" Rogge was extremely curious and couldn't imagine what Grindelwald had studied, so Durmstrang had to fire him.

"It's not important. It's a pity that the Triwizard Tournament is suspended, otherwise Hogwarts will lose completely.

That werewolf named Lupin will only continue to lower the teaching standards of Hogwarts. Only I can tell you what real black magic is. "Grindelwald had a hint of arrogance, and his eyes shone with confidence.

After this period of investigation, he became very disappointed with Dumbledore's teaching philosophy.

Hogwarts does not implement elite education at all, but focuses too much on cultivating interests. interest? A group of little ones, do you know what interest is?

Compared with boring magic research and potion brewing, gobstones and pranks are more attractive to immature children.

Schools and professors do not educate them strictly, and they do not know how to study at all.

In his eyes, Hogwarts can only produce two types of students: genius wizards and useless wizards. There is no middle state.

At this moment, Grindelwald even felt that Albus was crueler than himself. Because those useless wizards were abandoned at the beginning of their enrollment. This is the true achievement of one general who can achieve great success.

Now, he can't wait to take over the position of professor of black magic. He wants to tell Dumbledore that there is something wrong with your educational philosophy.

"Tom, a dinner!" Harry came back from Diagon Alley holding his paper.

He saw Rogge talking to the old wizard and looked over curiously.

"Well, that's the classmate I mentioned last time." Rogge looked at Harry with a smile and introduced Grindelwald grandly.

"The sole heir of the Potter family, the savior of the British wizarding world, the magical boy who defeated Voldemort several times. Quidditch genius, known as the inheritor of Gryffindor's will."

"Oh, and the most important thing is the principal's favorite student: Harry Potter."

Grindelwald turned to look, his sharp eyes stinging Harry.

This was completely different from Snape's eyes, colder and without any emotion. Looking at him was like looking at a piece of frozen meat.

Harry quickly lowered his head and ate the dinner provided by Old Tom.

"Harry Potter?" Grindelwald muttered his name, squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Albus's eyes are always the same..."

He originally wanted to say it was as bad as ever. But looking back on the process of his defeat, he couldn't help but change his mind: "It's as intriguing as ever."

“The wisdom of our principal is unparalleled.”

Hearing Rogge's praise, Grindelwald became silent.

If he hadn't taken action in Godric's Hollow back then. Albus left with him, and the wizarding world must be very different now.

Unfortunately, there is no if in history.

Compared to Harry Potter, he was more curious about the dark wizard named Voldemort.

The huge British magical world is actually threatened by a dead guy. What kind of magic power does the other party have that he is called the Dark Lord?

"I need some books about Horcruxes." Grindelwald stared at Rogge.

"Horcrux? You can go to the library to find it. After all, no wizard will refuse you."

"If it were before, of course it would be possible." Grindelwald shook his head, "Your Easter trial has already caused the magic books related to Horcruxes to be classified as 5X banned books."

"Ah? So serious?" Rogge's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "It's not that serious."

"No?" Grindelwald sneered, "Few wizards can resist the temptation of eternal life."

"Then you shouldn't be looking for me." Rogge patted the monster book and pretended to be dumbfounded. "I am just a student. I have to buy textbooks from Diagon Alley. 5X-level banned books, you are looking for the wrong person. Got it!"

"Really?" Grindelwald took out a letter from his pocket, which was full of German.

"Well, I can't read."

"No knowledge, no skills." Grindelwald used his hand, and the entire page of German was instantly changed to English.

"Eh? What kind of spell is this?" Rogge glanced at the letter. It read about the theft of the Ministry of Magic in Moscow.

"Magic is always magical." Grindelwald returned Rogge's original words with a proud smile on his face.

"I also have the ability to trace back my vision, and I can even see what the Red Square library looked like before the fire. How about my spell manual?"

Rogge curled his lips, magic is very magical, but sometimes it is also very annoying.

"Very good. But how are you sure that the Moscow Ministry of Magic has a magic book related to Horcruxes?"

"They once looted the library of the German Ministry of Magic, just like you."

"Look what you said, why is it plundering? Knowledge should be placed in the hands of wizards who can protect it."

"That's right!" Grindelwald put his hands on the crutches and said easily, "I think so too."

Rogge was silent. Could he say that Grindelwald couldn't protect those books? Alas, if I had known this, I shouldn't have called him.

"That's not the place for you to go." Roger didn't forget that Mr. Newt was still at the breeding center.

If these two people meet, who knows what will happen.

But being stared at by Grindelwald with a half-smile made him feel terrified. Don't trust the bottom line of the Dark Wizard, let alone the Dark Lord.

Their bottom line is a bottomless thread, and they can fall freely anytime and anywhere.

"Okay, okay. But we have to make an agreement."

"tell me the story."

"First, you cannot leave the library and go elsewhere." Rogge reminded Grindelwald that this was their first agreement.

Grindelwald nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Secondly, you can't leave there with any book." Rogge emphasized this point.

The books in the library were all brought back by me after defeating my boss and traveling across mountains and seas. His ideas, wife and books will not be borrowed.

"What about third?"

"You pay a browsing fee. It's a 5X-level banned book, and I risked going to jail to lend it to you. Besides, the landlord doesn't have any surplus food!"

"How many galleons do you want?"

"It's not about money, I'm not short of money either." Rogge shook his head, "I suggest you write a memoir. How about using an automatic quill pen? It's very convenient!

You give me your memoirs and I will distribute them. You leave a legendary story and I receive the browsing fee. Isn't it wonderful to kill two birds with one stone? "