A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

If he missed the final exam, he might be repeated a grade, and he didn't want to put his life or death on others.

Rogge thought for a moment and decided to simulate it again:

【1】You predict that you are going to the Forbidden Forest, so act cautiously to avoid Quirrell;

【2】Malfoy’s prank changes the grouping, you and Harry encounter Quirrell;

【3】You cast a spell on Quirrell and escaped alone without being able to resist;

【4】Harry was rescued by a centaur, and the story of Roger, a deserter, was circulated in the school;

...(stop simulation)

"It's better to be a deserter than to be disabled." Rogge looked ugly. Fortunately, the result was not set in stone.

"Unicorns are a good thing." He rolled his eyes and quickly came up with an idea. He quickly wrote home and asked Paopao to send some Soviet specialties.

The magic spell cannot be cast, and black magic cannot be easily used if the wand has a trace, but it can be used with the magic edge. The defensive magic was protected by the God of Invocation, and he had to learn armor to protect himself against ordinary magic spells.

"What if Quirrell uses the Unforgivable Curse?" Rogge felt very troubled. As a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Quirrell must have mastered these curses.

"If it really gets to that point, then we have no choice but to escape. Alas~" Rogge recognized the reality and could only prepare for the worst.

He took out the alchemy book and decided to transform the troll leather into anti-spell equipment. On the other side, they are also stepping up their practice of magic spells.

…

"What will be my patron saint?" Rogge waved his wand again, and a large amount of silver light erupted from the tip of the wand, but unfortunately there was still no sign of taking shape.

"It's already level 3. It seems that the panel can only increase the power and cannot analyze the secrets." Rogge lowered his head and thought, and he had to find a way to condense the patron saint.

The first time he used the Soul Guard was in Azkaban, and he recalled the best things at that time.

Rogge took a deep breath to relax himself, and scenes of joy and happiness appeared in his mind. As time passes, these memories become more mellow and beautiful.

"Invoke the gods to protect you!" He chanted the incantation softly, and silver-white light spurted out, converging into a vivid figure.

A raven flew in mid-air with its wings spread out. Its whole body shone with light and its eyes were as bright as stars. It hovered gracefully in the sky and then landed gently on his shoulder.

"Raven?" Rogge was surprised and delighted. He had imagined dragons or unicorns. But the raven is indeed more in line with the wizard.

After finishing today's exercises, the magic power in the body is basically exhausted. Rogge dragged his tired body back to the lounge and bumped into Malfoy who was about to go out.

"Malfoy, are you going out so late?"

"Roger...Roger, good evening!" His expression was unnatural, and he felt a little guilty.

In the past six months, Rogge has become the leader of the little snakes with his outstanding strength and elegance. Although the senior class was not interested in him, they could not stop him from being known as the shadow prefect.

Malfoy always felt a little scared when he saw him now.

"Is there an event tonight?"

"Yes, yes. There are activities!" Malfoy nodded quickly.

"Count me in?"

"This..." Malfoy was extremely reluctant. He overheard that Harry was sending the dragon away tonight and was about to report them.

"Okay, it seems to be a secret activity. See you tomorrow!" Rogge was extremely considerate and smiled before going back to the dormitory.

"See you tomorrow!" Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right." Rogge suddenly turned around, scaring Malfoy so much that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"If you are caught by Filch, you will definitely not end well."

"Don't worry, it won't be!" Malfoy said firmly, fearing that Rogge would change his mind and rush out of the lounge immediately.

"Maybe you won't be caught, but you will fall into a trap." Rogge shook his head, not having much time left for himself.

He returned to the dormitory and took out the box sent by Pao Bu, which contained a Stechkin APS. This Soviet... former Soviet assault pistol should catch Professor Quirrell off guard.

If that's not enough, there are RGO and RGN grenades. There are more than a dozen pills, enough for Professor Quirrell to drink a pot. As for what to do if high-explosive fragments injure flowers and plants? Rogge could only ask them to wish themselves well.

As expected, Malfoy reported to Professor McGonagall that Harry and others were raising dragons illegally. Professor McGonagall didn't believe it at all and severely deducted 20 points from him. Later, Professor McGonagall captured Harry and several others...

At breakfast time, Malfoy sat nervously at the Slytherin table. Everyone stared at him, because of his recklessness, the academy was deducted points after four months.

"Rogg, I...Harry and the others were deducted more. I deducted 50 points from each of them!" Malfoy defended himself. He felt that he was a hero.

"Eat first." Rogge shook his head. It is a good habit to eat without talking and sleep without talking.

Malfoy was frightened by what Professor McGonagall said about the confinement and had no appetite at all. The key is Rogge's attitude, which will determine his status among the little snakes.

Rogge put down the tableware and stared at him with piercing eyes: "Malfoy, I remember reminding you last night."

"I, I know...but I made Gryffindor fall to the last place!" Malfoy raised his voice, which could be heard in the entire auditorium, and the Gryffindor table became even more silent.

"Then what?" Rogge said calmly.

"I don't mean to criticize you, but some people say you are brainless. Breaking curfew, lying to professors..." Rogge's words made Malfoy blush, especially in front of everyone.

"Roger, I didn't!" Malfoy stood up and pointed at Harry: "Harry is going to bring the fire dragon into the school. I heard it outside Hagrid's hut."

"Fire dragon? Cool! Harry, you actually have a fire dragon! Can it breathe fire?"

"Charlie never took us to the Romanian breeding farms, he always said dragons were too dangerous."

The Weasley twins shouted excitedly, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

"Isn't it illegal to raise a fire dragon privately?"

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic does not allow dragon eggs to circulate in the market. Where do you think Harry's fire dragon came from?"

"Could it be Hagrid's?..."

Malfoy's words sparked a discussion, and everyone's eyes fell on Harry, sighing that he was worthy of being a lion.

"So, you have evidence?"

"I..." Malfoy opened his mouth and shouted unyieldingly: "I saw that dragon with my own eyes and heard it! It... its name is Norbert!"

Seeing Rogge's increasingly cold eyes, Malfoy slowly closed his mouth.

"Malfoy."

"Um……"

"You should open a newspaper. I've already thought of the name for you, so I'll call it hearsay." Rogge's words caused a burst of laughter, and he pressed his hands to silence everyone.

Malfoy sat down with his head down, finally realizing his mistake.

"Since you categorically said that Harry has a fire dragon, why didn't you tell the Dean?"

"I..." Malfoy was stunned for a moment, yes, why?

Why did he go to find Professor McGonagall all the time? If it were Snape, the fire dragon named Norbert would have become a potion ingredient. Not only will you not be deducted points, but you will also receive extra points.

"Twenty points, you are the one who deducted the most among us. Maybe, we will give the Academy Cup to Gryffindor because of it." Rogge's words made everyone confused. Why should they overtake the lead with a gap of nearly 200 points!

"Okay, the past is in the past, there is no need to dwell on it. The final exam will be in 8 weeks. I applied to the dean to form the Jackdaw Magic Club, and he has agreed."

"Roger, I want to be the first to join!" Although Daphne didn't know what it was, she was the first to support.

Others looked at Rogge curiously. There are Gobstone Club and Charm Club in the school... What does this newly formed magic club do?

"It was only officially established in the second school year and is currently under preparation." Rogge smiled gently at Daphne and signaled not to worry.

"The purpose of the Jackdaw Magic Club is to explore the mysteries of magic and improve one's own magic level. Members of the club will share knowledge and experiences such as potions, spells, and transformations with each other." Rogge waved his wand and called on the gods to protect him.

The silver raven flew out from the tip of the staff and soared freely in the auditorium, scattering little bits of silver light like a dream. The little wizards looked up at the circling raven and exclaimed again and again.

"Rogg, this...is this your patron saint?" Marcus shouted in surprise.

"Of course, it's not difficult." Rogge nodded. Compared to the solitary raven, the gregarious jackdaw is a more suitable name for the society.

"Then...you...I..." Marcus was excited and incoherent. Calling the God Guard is quite an amazing magic. Once you learn it, you will definitely stand out in the Ministry of Magic after graduation.