In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

The Arctic is not like Antarctica, where there is a continent covered with ice and snow at the pole.

The closer we get to the ninety-degree extreme, the vaster the ocean becomes.

But that was only in the summer of August and September. In January, with temperatures ranging from minus 20 degrees to 40 degrees every day, most of the Arctic Ocean was frozen and turned into a huge glacier "continent."

In this frozen ocean, there are some glaciers that show no signs of melting no matter what season they are, especially in the area near the pole.

Rodolphus is on such a huge glacier.

He was wearing a thick fur coat and a bearskin hat on his head. His face was completely gone from the unruly and arrogant look of the past, but instead looked haggard and pale.

The wet and salty cold wind drove the ice and snow to wander on the ice field, and broken ice cubes constantly slapped on his fur coat and face, covering his stubbled face with a layer of cold frost.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Opposite him, a Death Eater with his hands and neck tucked into a thick robe asked with trembling teeth, "My wife gave birth to the child in December, and I haven't I had time to go back and see if it was my seed."

Rodolphus's face was full of indifference. He pointed his wand at the increasingly faint flame in front of him. After the small flame suddenly swelled, he replied in a hoarse voice without emotion.

"When the master feels that staying here is completely meaningless."

After the bonfire was burning, the Death Eater, who was barely able to stop shivering, couldn't help but continue to ask.

"Then when will the master feel that this place is meaningless?"

Rodolphus raised his face, which seemed to have been numbed by the wind and snow, and looked at him with a pair of frighteningly empty eyes.

"If you think you really need this answer, I can help you contact the owner. How about you ask him personally?"

Staring into those eyes, the Death Eater didn't know why, but his body that had already warmed up couldn't help but shiver. He shook his head quickly and said.

"No, no need, head, I shouldn't ask more questions."

On this cold glacier, silence has returned again, with only the howling wind and snow covering up all traces here.

Suddenly, under a layer of ice not far from Rodolphus and the others, a human head emerged from it.

He flew out of a huge cave on a broomstick and shouted loudly to Rodolphus.

"We found a strange blue gem! Head! You better come see it! It's embedded in the ice!"

It has been more than a month since the students of Hogwarts came to Durmstrang.

During these days, the students at Hogwarts have basically become accustomed to studying and living in this castle.

Durmstrang's professors treat everyone equally. Even if they teach individually, they do not differentiate between them and the school's own students in terms of courses. Even if some teachers do not know English, they try their best to let them take all the courses.

Including the Muggle Studies class taught by a real Muggle, as well as Durmstrang's own "Martial Arts" class.

Many Hogwarts students had contact with the Muggle professor.

This teacher is very enthusiastic, especially knowing that most of the students at Hogwarts are from pure Muggle families, so they have a lot in common.

In their mutual yearning, they learned the professor's name - "Derek Smith", an Englishman who was originally a teaching assistant at the University of Munich in Germany.

Many Hogwarts students are curious about why he came to teach in a magic school like Durmstrang, but Professor Smith has always been hesitant about this question. There is no direct answer.

He just perfunctorily said that President Bagshot invited him here from Munich University sincerely and paid him a high salary.

He is only in his thirties, and his parents are still alive. But according to what he said, his family still didn't know that he had changed his job to become a professor at a magic school. They thought he was still teaching Muggle knowledge at the University of Munich.

However, from the words, the students at Hogwarts did not feel that the Muggle professor was dissatisfied with his job. Instead, they were full of gratitude to Grindelwald, and at the same time they were also disappointed that they were unable to learn. and regret and regret for using magic.

As for "martial arts magic", most of them are poisonous spells or curses that are considered forbidden spells at Hogwarts.

These can actually be called black magic. As a general category of magic, black magic actually includes all spells with the intention of hurting people.

Specifically, they can be divided into three categories according to their severity: "curses, poisonous curses, and curses."

The three unforgivable curses, namely the Death Curse, the Cruciatus Curse and the Soul-Imperius Curse, fall into the category of the most dangerous and evil "curses". The three effects of the Unforgivable Curses have also become the most prominent representatives of "curses" - -Can cause extreme pain, complete control, and even death to the target.

Therefore, the blasting curses and monster curses commonly used in wizard duels, as well as the Shen Feng Wuying that Jon later learned, also fall within the scope of "curses".

Compared with the "curse", the second-class "poison spell" effect is much worse. These can be learned in the lower and middle grade classes of ordinary magic schools, similar to "fire-roasted", "front teeth" Magic spells such as "stuffing a big stick" and bat spirit spells that can cause no harm or fatal harm to the human body are "poison spells".

"Evil curses" are the lowest level. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for first-year students at Hogwarts, they learn obstacle spells and repel spells. These may have an impact on people but have no effect on them. Everything that is destroyed falls within the scope of "evil curses".

Therefore, not all black magic is illegal. "Evil curses", "poison curses" and even many "curses" are legal black magic, even if there are relevant teachings in Hogwarts classrooms.

But the reason why Durmstrang has always had a relatively dark reputation in the outside world is because the courses he taught on "Martial Arts Magic" were obviously borderline. Some of the dark courses that wizards are prohibited from learning according to British magic laws. Magic will also be taught here, but these magics are not prohibited by the Ministry of Magic in Northern Europe.

Except for a small number of people, such as Neville, who were worried about learning these magics, the other students showed no resistance and were very active in class.

As for Jon, during this period, he no longer had classes with Hermione and her third-grade students in the classroom.

They could only see Jon a few times during meals, and these few times, although Jon didn't change in appearance or communication, it just gave people the feeling that he was a little different from before.

This difference is hard to describe. It is more like a difference in temperament and mentality.

And after entering March, Jon appeared in front of them less and less time. Many times, Hermione and the others didn't know whether Jon was still in Durmstrang Castle.

This afternoon, while the students at Hogwarts were in class, Jon was also in a unique "class".

In the suburbs of Paris, Grindelwald, who was much younger than he is now, stood alone in the center of the stepped stands, with black flames waving around him (note). He had his hands behind his back and looked at the steps with burning eyes. The young man asked softly in a sarcastic tone.

"Scamander, do you think Dumbledore will mourn you?"

The black flames suddenly surged! Walls of fire were rising in all directions, covering everything around them!

The wizards around the stands felt a fatal threat, and they kept retreating. Among these people, only two were incompatible with the current wizards.

Jon and Grindelwald had no intention of moving. The distorted high temperature that had baked the air seemed to have no way of affecting them, and the people fleeing around them had no way of seeing them.

Flames raged around the young Grindelwald. His expression was disgusted, but his voice was extremely clear and calm.

"I hate Paris."

"boom!"

The wall of fire exploded, and the scene was almost exactly the same as the method he used to save Jon on the sea before, but in this memory, the power was even more unmatched.

The raging black flames have enveloped the nearest Jon and Grindelwald. The towering fire rushed into the sky, transforming into giant dragons and winged monsters at high altitudes, like beasts intent on attacking those who were close at hand. city ​​is raging.

"Wizards are idealistic creatures from beginning to end." Grindelwald beside Jon said lightly, "The more intense, clear, and powerful your inner emotions are, the stronger the magic you use will be. ."

"At this time, as I said, I am extremely bored with the city of Paris, so my anger can be expressed by a magic that is most appropriate for it, fire. Fire Shield is a very useful magic. It Not only can it have unlimited diffusion space, but it can also accurately distinguish between friends and foes, and will only attack enemies that are contrary to my thoughts. The most important thing is that it is the most intuitive expression of anger and disgust, and it can also turn people into enemies. Maximize feelings.”

Jon was listening carefully, but he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Are you sure your anger and disgust are simply coming from Paris? So what did you mean when you said that to the young man named Scamander?

Of course, he only dared to think about this in his heart, and he would not dare to say it out loud.

And just when the black flames began to spread toward the city's defense lines in Paris, and countless orange-red fires suddenly lit up around it, Grindelwald's memory came to an abrupt end.

They retreated from the Pensieve, but Grindelwald's teachings were far from over.

"Those who only use the Death Curse in wizard duels are basically brainless idiots."

I don't know whether he was sarcastic about someone or just mentioned it casually.

"Human emotions are diverse, and magic is also diverse. The Death Curse is indeed the most straightforward and simplest form of expression of negative emotions, but it does not mean that it is a universal spell that can be used no matter what the situation. .”

"You can specialize in a certain kind of magic, but you can't just limit your learning to this. The more magic you can learn to use, the more you will have ways to deal with various situations when you encounter them."

Jon's face showed anticipation.

"Can I learn your fire shield move?"

Grindelwald said nonchalantly.

"Don't think that is the power of the magic itself. You must have seen the basic magic of this spell - Li Fire - elsewhere."

Jon blinked. He did know Li Huo and the horror of this black magic. There were records about Li Huo in the forbidden books in his ring gems.

However, the fire shield and body protection used by Li Huo and Grindelwald can be clearly seen as two completely different spells. Not only are the forms of magic expressed in different ways, the most important thing is that the fire shield and body protection are controllable, while Li Huo's fire shield and body protection are controllable. After something like fire is summoned, even its owner can be burned to death.

"Fire Shield. Is it a variant of Li Huo?"

"You can understand them as the relationship between Iron Armor and Total Protection. However, these two spells have been changed even more by me, and they have even changed in essence, but you should still be able to see them. Something in common.”

Grindelwald tapped the table and looked at Jon.

"Of course I can teach you, but Jon, it's time for you to do the second thing I ask you to do."

Jon, who had become excited after hearing Grindelwald's affirmative words, looked at Grindelwald in confusion.

"What do you want me to do?"

Grindelwald leaned back in his chair and looked at Jon with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Continue the original journey Albus gave you, heading towards the North Pole to find the point where Voldemort left his last belongings."

Jon looked at Grindelwald in astonishment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Didn't you say that there is nothing valuable there?"

"For the rest of us, there is indeed no value in going there, but it seems to be a little different for you."

Rarely, this time he did not state it in a positive tone.

"But I won't force you to do it this time. You have the right to choose yourself and decide whether to go or not. Of course, even if you decide to go, your classmates will definitely not get on the boat with you. They will remain in Durmstrang for their own safety."

Jon only thought for a few seconds, and he could think of why Grindelwald said such words for no reason.

"Sir, are you saying that the last place in the North Pole may no longer be important to the Dark Lord, but it can provide some help to me personally?"

Grindelwald didn't say anything more, he just said calmly.

"Albus should have mentioned to you that I always see scenes that others can't."

Four thousand. To make up for yesterday’s plus today’s, the total will be 12,000. I will divide it into three two-in-one four thousand words. One chapter in the morning (12 o’clock is considered morning), another chapter in the afternoon, and the last chapter in the evening. One chapter, just sauce

Note: Regarding the black fire, I did some research and found that in the script of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, the fire is indeed black, but in the movie, the color of the fire should be changed to light blue to distinguish it from the dark scenes. Color, and the description in the game is also black, so write it in black.