A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Snape sensed Roger's mood, held his shoulders, and pulled him close. Rogge felt that the teacher's hand was hot and his fingers were trembling. His heart was equally excited and angry.

"FUCK!" Baldwin complained, gesturing for everyone to speed up.

Until they walked out of the long, terrifying, silent corridor, the three of them seemed to have escaped from hell. They breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned against the wall slightly exhausted.

"Adrenochrome." Baldwin gasped, trying to relieve his psychological pressure by talking to them. "The No-Maj researcher told me that it is a compound factor that can slow down one's own aging. It is only secreted by children. "

Baldwin's face turned around involuntarily, and Roger was frightened by him.

"Don't worry, you're too old." Baldwin joked with a wry smile, "Those No-Majs only want babies, stimulate them with strong electric shocks to make them feel afraid and frightened. Then, extract relevant substances from the blood."

Hearing these words, Roger and Snape were filled with shock and anger. They couldn't imagine that Muggles would take advantage of a baby's fear and pain to keep themselves beautiful and live longer. This behavior is cannibalism on a physical level.

"Those who survive the first extraction are called cows. Those who die are called consumables." Baldwin's words revealed a kind of numbness. He sighed, as if mourning the babies who were destined to become "consumables."

"The warehouse will send a new batch of replacements tomorrow morning."

Snape's face was stiff, and his hands were clenched tightly like two hard stones. The anger in his heart almost made him lose his mind, and he wanted to impulsively smash the glass and end the suffering of these babies. But his reason told him that doing so would only make the situation worse.

The blood of those babies in their cradles was being ruthlessly drained, and it was obvious that they could not be saved. And if anything unexpected happens here, the "warehouse" Baldwin mentioned will likely be destroyed outright. As long as they do nothing, the babies in the "warehouse" can survive for a few more days.

"This is a Muggle world!" Snape kept repeating this sentence in his mind, trying to keep himself calm.

He reminded himself: "Wizards had better not get involved, otherwise they can only become glorious embers on the stake."

Throughout history, countless wizards and wizards were burned at the stake to remind those who came after them that Muggles would blame them for all the sins they committed. Snape closed his eyes resignedly, and a drop of crystal fell silently from the corner of his eye.

"Let's go, the Blood Orcs' laboratory is at the end of the corridor." Baldwin cheered up, straightened his clothes, and led them forward.

Rogge looked back at the dark corridor, his heart filled with heaviness and sadness: "The devil is in the world."

He knew that this was just a dark corner of the Muggle world. In some darker places, there are far worse experiments. The fruits whose blood has been drained will be thrown into the boiler, and will eventually turn into ashes scattered in the wind.

The dust floating in the air may be the remnants of their time in this world. And that, eventually, will be filtered out.

The laboratory of the blood orcs is a huge breeding ground, with snake-men with fierce eyes imprisoned in cages. Their neighing sounds come and go, and they are full of hostility towards outsiders.

"Listen to the lightning!" Baldwin waved the wand in his hand, and a dark cloud flew out. Immediately afterwards, the entire laboratory was filled with lightning and thunder.

The violent thunder and lightning struck the iron cage, making the originally violent snake-men learn to be quiet and obedient.

"Who did it! Who is it?" Several goblins in leather armor jumped out, holding wands in their hands, looking for the intruder. "Ah, Mr. Baldwin! You came so early today!"

The goblins showed great respect to Baldwin, bending down and kowtowing to guide him: "Our Lord has captured..."

"Gloria, take us to Test Stand No. 1." Baldwin interrupted inadvertently.

"Of course, my respected Mr. Baldwin." Gloria quickly turned the lever, and a magic elevator flew from the depths of the ground.

Baldwin smiled and admired: "The goblins have excellent skills in digging and forging."

"Blacksmithing is not what they are best at." Rogge suddenly interrupted, throwing a gold galleung to the goblin, "They prefer gold coins."

"Oh, kind little wizard, I am flattered by your appreciation." Gloria immediately bowed to Rogge, and Baldwin's smile stagnated slightly.

"Please, you two." Baldwin returned to his smile and invited them into the elevator.

The elevator is very luxurious, like a mobile presidential suite. Sofas, desserts, drinks are all available, and there are even goblin servants dressed in waiter clothes.

"I heard this is a fruity drink invented by you at Hogwarts." Baldwin tapped the table with his wand, and the bottle automatically flew up to fill the glass.

"However, I prefer the weird flavor." He took out the black drink and took a sip.

Then his eyes turned red and there seemed to be tears. Baldwin wiped the corners of his eyes: "I haven't cried for a long time. Only this can make me feel the taste of tears."

Roger and Snape looked at Baldwin, who had a normal expression, and thought in their hearts that this guy was a freak and pervert. He looked outside with the soda in his hand. The magic elevator was moving at high speed.

It has no tracks or ropes and is like a suspended block. Drive to your destination quickly and smoothly by traversing and descending.

Through the elevator window, a huge underground world comes into view. Hundreds of goblins are busy there, some are mining ores, and some are smelting metals. Huge structures were lifted from the underground lake, emitting hot white smoke.

"What is that?" Rogge asked curiously.

Gloria glanced at Baldwin and then introduced: "That's a magic shield machine, used to expand the underground space here."

Rogge nodded slightly, but the corners of his eyes were beating uncontrollably. If he remembered correctly, after the second goblin rebellion was suppressed, most of their technological blueprints were confiscated. These are among the projects studied by the Department of Mysteries.

The magic shield machine's drill bit fiercely on the hard rock, and in an instant, the protruding part of the cave was torn into rocks of different sizes. Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling collapse sound. The goblins quickly took out their wands and waved them a few times to repair and strengthen the collapsed area.

The manufacturing process of such a large and efficient magical machine relies on detailed drawings. The creation of some core components even requires special craftsmanship and goblins.

Rogge had studied goblin forging techniques, and he knew that there was an efficient and strict organizational structure hidden behind this large magic shield machine.

A considerable population, the use of magic wands, and batches of magical equipment parts freshly baked from the furnace... In his opinion, the American goblins are preparing to carry out a grand operation.

"The Mayflower..." He squinted his eyes, and his thoughts traveled through the long river of history, carefully calculating the time relationship between the goblin rebellion and the Mayflower.

His knowledge of magical history told him that the Mayflower arrived in the New World in 1620. Eight years ago, in 1612, the goblins near Hogsmeade set off a wave of rebellion.

It was during that rebellion that the Three Broomsticks became the headquarters for wizards to plan their suppression.

He looked down at the hard-working goblins below and muttered in his heart: "The New World is really a safe haven and Eden for fugitives."

Roger's thoughts were interrupted by Snape's voice, and he asked a question that he also wanted to know the answer to.

"Aren't you worried about rebellion?" Snape frowned.

"Rebellion?" Baldwin shook his head, "This place is very big, not as cramped and crowded as the Three Islands. The goblins live underground and belong to two completely different worlds from the wizards. They can even manage Galleons, so why launch a rebellion? Woolen cloth?"

Snape's frown deepened, and he asked in his mind, does the rebellion really need a reason? If a reason were needed, the wizard's rolling eyes on the goblins could be the spark that ignited the war.

"We're here!" There was a hint of excitement in Baldwin's voice, and he opened the elevator door with a smile on his face, as if to reveal a miracle to the two of them.

The No. 1 test bed he talks about is actually a huge zoo full of fantasy. It seems like it was lifted straight out of Alice's Dreamland.

The biological fossils displayed in the museum seem to have been given a new life. They have stepped out of the chapter of time and walked dullly inside. On the hills, pterosaurs crouched, and various beasts of prey inhabited the lakeside. And those mammoths that are known as giant beasts elsewhere are just inconspicuous little kalami here.

Baldwin's eyes flashed with madness, and he raised a question: "After proving that Animagus and the Blood Curse are potentially connected, I came up with an unprecedented idea. Imagine if two animals in animal form When animagus mates, what kind of creature will their offspring be?”

There was a hint of surprise in his smile, "I didn't expect that the fairy Narlak would have started a similar business a long time ago."

"But the goblin's vision is too narrow. It is only limited to selling animal products to earn some gold." Baldwin's tone revealed a bit of disdain.

A fanatical expression bloomed on his face, and he said excitedly: "Imagine if I could control the snake man and learn the animagus, I would create a whole new world!"

"I can decide which animals are allowed to return to the world. The magical world will have countless new materials that have never been seen before. Under my leadership, potion research will become the highest discipline in the entire magical world!"

He shouted a little crazy: "I will be the pioneer of the new world, and I will become a figure like Merlin. No, greater than Merlin!"

His eyes wandered between Snape and Rogge, and asked: "Can you imagine such a world?"

"Oh, think about it carefully." He didn't wait for the two to give the answer, and then continued: "At that time, when the wizards sigh or swear. They will definitely say, Oh, Baldwin is here ! Oh, Baldwin’s beard!”

"Listen, how sweet it is!" He clenched his fists and raised his head in intoxication, his body trembling slightly, as if he was listening to countless voices of praise from the future.

"I feel like I'm burning!" Baldwin shouted, "That beautiful new world will be my only pursuit in this life!"

He suddenly focused his gaze on Snape and Roger, his eyes flashing with blazing light: "Severus Snape, Roger Travis, let's join a new world together!"