Chapter 276 274. Percy's Day (two in one)
On the second day, the students of Hogwarts began to be distributed in an orderly manner according to their grades.
They will not be arranged to take classes with the students of Durmstrang, not because the courses they study are different, but because of the difference in language, they need professors who understand English to teach them in English.
Jon followed Neville and the others to a class in the third grade class. After the spell class, he found that it was indeed the same as what Grindelwald said yesterday. The normal third grade classes were actually too much for him. It didn't help much anymore, he read those forbidden books hidden in the ring to study by himself, and the improvement was greater than the class.
After discovering this, he didn't waste the rest of his time. He inquired and groped all the way to Durmstrang's library.
No matter for which school, the library is basically the most important and precious place, and Durmstrang also has an independent librarian.
He was an old and disfigured old wizard, bowed, and his face was full of age marks and wrinkles. When Jon entered the library, he seemed to have just cleaned the bookshelves, and staggered back to the registration office. .
"Hello, sir, may I ask what kind of reading rights I have in this library now?"
The old wizard heard Jon's words, he put on a pair of reading glasses tremblingly, frowned and looked at Jon's face carefully.
"Students have the same authority. They can only borrow books on this floor. For those banned books related to black magic on the second floor, a professor's approval is required."
His voice was hoarse and muffled, like a broken bellows being pulled.
Jon hesitated and said tentatively.
"Then if I were a professor, would I be able to go to the second floor? My name is Jon Green."
The old wizard's frown deepened. He seemed to regard Jon as a student who came to make trouble. His eyes had already moved away from him, and he said angrily while picking up a piece of parchment on the table.
"So some students in the school really believe that I got that rumor of dementia? Tell those **** that my memory has declined, but it's not so stupid that students and professors can't tell the difference! This is what I am now When I was old, when I was young, you disobedient bastards, I usually used the Cruciatus Curse to make you obedient. Huh? There is another scumbag in the school. Is the current voodoo party already so miserable? It takes two people to teach one Transfiguration"
Suddenly, he seemed to see the name of the new professor on the notice sent by Rozier.
His cloudy eyes widened, and he reached out to help the reading glasses on his face.
"Jon Green?"
Then he raised his head from the parchment and looked at Jon.
"What did you say your name was?"
Jon smiled.
"That's what you just said, that Jon Green."
Wizards generally live much longer than Muggles. This old man is already so old. He is at least close to two hundred years old. He probably didn't attend the dinner like yesterday, and went back to rest early, so he didn't know what the new professor looked like, but because of his age, he generally respected such an old man, Jon.
The air froze for a few seconds, and the eyes of the old wizard were still full of doubts. Jon's age really didn't match his status as a professor, but he felt that no student in this school dared to pretend to be a newcomer professor.
Such a frozen atmosphere was not broken until two students who came to the library together, bowed respectfully to Jon and shouted: "Good morning, Professor Green" when they passed by him.
The old wizard stopped the two Durmstrang students.
"Is he the newly appointed Professor of Transfiguration today?"
The two students also treated the old wizard's inquiries very respectfully.
"Yes, Mr. Alpha, Mr. Principal announced yesterday that Professor Green and Professor Johnson will serve as Professors of Transfiguration in Durmstrang."
After hearing what the two of them said, the old wizard had no doubts about Jon's identity at all.
In this school, no one dared to make fun of Grindelwald.
"Professor Green, the status of a professor can of course allow you to move freely in this library, but if you are reading in the library, you can do whatever you want. If you want to borrow books and take them out, you need to get the books you want to borrow first. I'm here to register for you."
After learning that Jon was the professor of transfiguration that Grindelwald personally acknowledged, the old wizard didn't show the slightest doubt.
It seems that as long as Grindelwald makes a decision, let alone let a boy as old as Jon be a professor, even if he puts a monkey on the podium to give a lecture, he has no opinion.
This extremely high level of trust and obedience, coupled with his age, made Jon suspect that he might have been Grindelwald's loyalist fifty years ago, and his loyalty has not changed until now.
There are many people who are absolutely loyal to Grindelwald, because although his ideals cannot be accepted by most wizards, the demands he represents are actually for the future of the entire magic world.
Therefore, apart from those who gather around him driven by interests, there are not a few people who are really convinced by his ideals, willing to share the same goal with him, and follow him, and these people have absolute trust in him and loyalty.
After getting his authority from the old wizard, Jon didn't stay on the first floor of the library for long.
It's not that he doesn't need to read all the magic books on the first floor, and none of them can help him. He's just curious about the difference between Durmstrang's Restricted Section and Hogwarts'.
Walking to the end of the bookshelf on the first floor, there was a wooden staircase surrounded by ropes. Jon passed through the gap that only one person could pass through, climbed up the stairs and came to the second floor of the library.
Compared with the first floor, this place is obviously much smaller. There are only five rows of bookshelves, and some tables and chairs are placed against the wall.
Jon approached the bookshelf without touching the books on it. This was not only because he was worried that these books contained some curse-like magic, but also because he could clearly feel that the ring in front of him was about to move.
The abnormality of the ring comes from the second gem that Jon found from the Hogwarts library.
I don't know what setting this stone was imposed by its original owner. It seems to be particularly interested in the magic power on the books. Obviously, more than half of the magic power absorbed from the stone slab before is left. Jon is near the bookshelf. At that time, I felt that it was like a child who was first to be suckled, struggling to absorb the magic power from these magic books.
After observing the titles of all the books on the bookshelf without getting started, Jon confirmed that the banned books here are basically the same as those he brought out of Hogwarts castle, only in the category of dark magic. A little richer.
After all, it is the inheritance of the school. In terms of research on the "martial arts magic" that Durmstrang claims to be, they are indeed far ahead of the outside world.
Moreover, before Durmstrang became the principal of Grindelwald, it has always been a tradition to only enroll students from wizarding families. Some of these students will inherit some corresponding unique secrets from their original families. Some donated original family inheritances to the school.
Thinking of this, Jon couldn't help but think of the Weasleys.
The history of the Weasley family is long enough. Even if the financial resources are not worthy of the name of a pure-blood family, it is impossible for such a family not to accumulate some historical heritage.
I just don't know whether these things were taken into exile by Ron's parents, Mr. Weasley, or they were taken away by Voldemort's Ministry of Magic.
If it was taken away, since Percy has defected to the past, will these be returned to him?
Jon couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he thought of this.
Percy's life is estimated to be quite good now.
"Of course I'm doing fine."
Groundground of Whitehall, London, British Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement Prohibition of Misuse of Magic Office, Percy looked at a wizard in front of him with a blank expression.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. York, but now we are discussing work matters. Can you pass on the relevant information about the case on Magnolia Road to me?"
The wizard called Mr. York glanced at him disdainfully, waved his wand, and sent the parchments floating around him to Percy.
Then he deliberately canceled the magic on these materials, wanting to let the materials scatter all over the place, and see how Percy picked them up in embarrassment.
But Percy seemed to have guessed his plan in advance. When the materials flew over, he held them up with his hands, thanked him, and turned around to leave.
Mr. York, who failed to achieve his goal, snorted coldly. No matter how much dissatisfaction he had in his heart, and his contempt for the only young man who could legally be named Weasley, he couldn't just express it so bluntly.
As Voldemort's benchmark in the Ministry of Magic, no one dared to trouble Percy in the open, because slapping Percy in the face now was tantamount to slapping Voldemort in the face.
Percy didn't say anything about this troublesome difficulty at all. After he turned around with the materials, a subtle sneer appeared on his face instead.
He just likes to see these so-called "new school purebloods". The more they hate him, but they still put on a hypocritical face to show their favor to him, the more it makes Percy happy.
After betraying Hogwarts, he lost his family and affection, but gained other things.
On the way back to the office, almost all employees bowed their heads to avoid awe and called him "Mr. Weasley" after seeing him.
This is the privilege of pure-blood wizards in this Ministry of Magic. They are born to be higher than mixed blood. This eternal class gap allows Percy to enjoy the vanity that he will never enjoy in the Hogwarts carriage. and respect.
With the endorsement of Voldemort, he has completely inherited the pure-blood class of the Weasley family under Voldemort's rule, which means that as long as he does not make a big mistake, in this Ministry of Magic, even Minister Fudge cannot show him face.
When he just walked out of the office, from a distance, he suddenly saw a stream of people in front of him splitting up from the middle, and then three wizards in black robes with a black mark on their chest walked in front of him indifferently.
"Percy Weasley?"
The witch headed by called Percy's name.
Percy's face was obviously dazed, marked with the Dark Mark, even Aurors in the entire Ministry of Magic are not qualified to wear a robe embroidered with this coat of arms, except for that gentleman's personal guards, that is - Death Eaters !
"Yes, it's me."
He also maintained the most basic composure. Although the Death Eaters were scary, he knew very well that he hadn't made any mistakes, and he hadn't had any problems at work.
"Do you have any doubts about our identities?" the witch asked Percy, looking into Percy's eyes. The two wizards behind her had their right hands tucked into their sleeves, obviously holding wands.
Percy swallowed.
"There is no doubt, ma'am, I recognize the Dark Mark."
"Give me your wand and come with us."
Percy didn't have the slightest intention to resist. He knew that even if he wanted to escape now, there was no possibility of escaping, so he directly drew out his wand and handed it over.
Then the three Death Eaters took him into the elevator in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic and into a courtroom on the same floor as the Wizengamot Grand Court.
There was already a young man sitting in the courtroom, and Percy was not unfamiliar with his face.
Barty Crouch Jr.
Professor of Charms at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, a die-hard loyalist of that gentleman, even a lunatic who murdered his own parents for this.
Because this lunatic is usually in charge of Hogwarts' mudblood admissions work, he has always been used to showing people with a mask of a hypocritical smile. It is precisely because of this that he looks even more chilling.
It's just that now on his face, even the hypocritical mask is gone, the expression is full of coldness and gloomy, when Percy meets his gaze, he feels like his eyes have been pricked.
After being pushed into this courtroom, the three Death Eaters retreated respectfully and closed the door by the way, leaving only Barty Jr. and Percy behind.
Percy's hands and feet were cold, and the moment he saw little Barty, he already felt something was wrong.
The appearance of the Death Eater may also be that the gentleman needs to make his own voice and achieve a certain purpose by belittling Dumbledore, but now the person he is seeing is Barty Crouch Jr., which is basically certain, What I will encounter this time is definitely not a good thing!
(end of this chapter)