Chapter 276 274 Percy's Days (Two in One)
Chapter 276 274. Percy’s Day (2 in 1)
The next day, the students at Hogwarts began to be divided into grades in an orderly manner.
They will not be arranged to attend classes together with Durmstrang students, not because the courses they study are different, but because the language is different, and they need professors who know English to give them classes in English.
Jon followed Neville and the others to sit in a third-grade class. After this Charms class, he found that it was indeed the same as what Grindelwald said yesterday. Normal third-grade classes were actually useless to him. It wasn't much help. He could study on his own by reading the forbidden books hidden in the ring, and his improvement would be greater than taking classes.
After discovering this, he did not continue to waste the remaining time. He inquired and explored all the way to Durmstrang's library.
No matter which school it is, the library is basically the most important and valuable place, and Durmstrang also has an independent librarian.
He was an old wizard who looked old and disfigured. He was hunched over and his face was full of wrinkles left by the years. When Jon entered the library, he seemed to have just finished cleaning the bookshelves and walked back to the registration office with a staggering step. .
"Hello, sir, may I ask what kind of reading permissions I have in this library now?"
The old wizard heard what Jon said. He put on a pair of reading glasses tremblingly, frowned and looked at Jon's face carefully.
"Students have unified permissions. They can only borrow books on this floor. Forbidden books related to black magic on the second floor require approval from the professor."
His voice was hoarse and dull, 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 some kind of troublemaking student. He had looked away from him and said angrily while picking up a piece of parchment on the table.
"So there are really students in the school who believe that I got that rumor about Alzheimer's disease? Tell those bastards that my memory has declined, but I'm not so stupid that even students and professors can't tell the difference! This is who I am now When you are old, when you were young, I would usually use the Cruciatus Curse to make you obedient brats. Huh? Another loser has come to the school. Are the Wiccan Party already in such a bad state? It takes two people to teach a transfiguration."
Suddenly, he seemed to see the name of the new professor on the notice sent by Rozier.
His cloudy eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to hold 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 just now?"
Jon chuckled.
"That's the Jon Green you just said."
Wizards generally live much longer than Muggles. This old man has aged like this. He is at least close to 200 years old. He probably didn't attend the dinner party like yesterday and went back to rest early, so he didn't know what the new professor looked like. However, due to his age, Jon generally still respected such an old man.
The air froze for a few seconds, and the old wizard's eyes were still full of suspicion. Jon's age really didn't match his status as a professor, but he felt that no student in this school would be bold enough to pretend to be a newcomer. professor.
The frozen atmosphere was not broken until two students who came to the library together bowed respectfully to Jon when they passed by him and shouted: "Good morning, Professor Green."
The old wizard stopped the two Durmstrang students.
"He is the new Professor of Transfiguration who was appointed today?"
The two students also treated the old wizard's inquiries with great respect.
"Yes, Mr. Alpha, Mr. Headmaster announced yesterday that Professor Green and Professor Johnson will serve together as Professor of Transfiguration at Durmstrang."
After hearing what they said, the old wizard had no doubts about Jon's identity.
No one in this school dares to make fun of Grindelwald.
"Professor Green, of course your status as a professor allows you to have unimpeded access to this library, but if you are reading in the library, you are free to do so. If you want to borrow books and take them out, you need to get the books you want to borrow first. I’ll register you here.”
After learning that Jon was the Transfiguration Professor whom Grindelwald himself acknowledged, the old wizard did not show any doubt.
For example, as long as Grindelwald makes a decision, let alone letting a boy as old as Jon be a professor, even if he lets a monkey give lectures on the podium, he has no objection.
This extremely high level of trust and obedience, coupled with his age, makes Jon suspect that he may have been Grindelwald's die-hard loyalist fifty years ago, and this loyalty has not changed until now.
There are many people who are absolutely loyal to Grindelwald, because although his ideals are not accepted by the vast majority of wizards, the demands he represents are truly for the future of the entire magical world.
Therefore, in addition to those who are driven by interests and gather around him, there are also many people who are truly 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 permission from the old wizard, Jon did not stay on the first floor of the library for long.
It was not that he did not need to read the magic books on the first floor, and there was nothing that could help him. He was just curious about the difference between the forbidden book area of Durmstrang and that of Hogwarts.
At 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 and climbed up the stairs to the second floor of the library.
Compared with the first floor, it was obviously much smaller here, with only five rows of bookshelves, and some tables and chairs were placed against the wall.
Jon approached the bookshelf and did not touch the books on it. This was not only because he was worried that these books would have some curse-like magic, but also because he could clearly feel that the ring he was wearing was about to move.
The abnormality of the ring came from the second gem Jon found in the Hogwarts library.
It was unknown what settings the original owner had imposed on this stone. It seemed to be particularly interested in the magic in the books. Obviously, there was still more than half of the magic absorbed from the stone slab. When Jon approached the bookshelf, he felt that it was like a baby who wanted to be fed first, struggling to absorb magic from these magic books.
Grindelwald was very good to him. Not only did he save him at sea, but he also agreed to such a harsh request last night. Not to mention whether he would repay him or not, he would definitely not do such a bad thing as "eating" the entire forbidden book area the next day.
Without using it, but just observing the titles of all the books on the bookshelf with his eyes, Jon determined that the banned books here were basically the same as those he brought out from Hogwarts Castle, only with a richer variety of black magic.
After all, it was a school inheritance. In the research on Durmstrang's self-proclaimed "martial arts magic", they were indeed much ahead of the outside world.
Moreover, before Grindelwald became the headmaster, Durmstrang had always had a tradition of only enrolling students from wizard families. Some of these students had inherited some unique secrets from their families, and it was not difficult for some people to donate their family heritage to the school.
Thinking of this, Jon couldn't help but think of the Weasley family.
The Weasley family has a long history. Even if it is not financially worthy of the name of a pure-blood family, it is impossible for such a family not to have accumulated some historical heritage.
I just don't know whether these things were taken into exile by Ron's parents, Mr. Weasley, or were taken away by Voldemort's Ministry of Magic.
If they were taken away, then now that Percy has taken refuge there, these will be returned to him, right?
Jon couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he thought of this.
Percy is probably living a pretty good life now.
"Of course I'm living a good life."
In the underground of Whitehall in London, the British Ministry of Magic, the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic Office of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Percy looked expressionlessly at a wizard in front of him.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. York, but we are discussing work matters now. Can you hand over the relevant information about the Magnolia Road case to me?"
The wizard called Mr. York glanced at him disdainfully, waved his wand, and sent the parchments that had been floating around him to Percy.
Then he deliberately canceled the magic cast on the information, wanting to scatter the information all over the ground and watch Percy pick it up in a mess.
But Percy seemed to have guessed his plan in advance. When the information flew over, he directly held it up with his hands, thanked him, and turned around to leave.
Mr. York, who did not achieve his goal, snorted coldly. Even if he had more dissatisfaction in his heart and contempt for the only young man who could legally be named Weasley, he could not express it so bluntly.
As Voldemort's benchmark in the Ministry of Magic, no one dared to make trouble for Percy in public, because now hitting Percy in the face is equivalent to hitting Voldemort in the face.
Percy did not show any reaction to this troublesome challenge, which was not a problem at all. After he turned around with the information, he showed a barely perceptible sneer on his face.
He liked to see these so-called "new pure-bloods" like this. The more they hated him but pretended to be nice to him, the happier Percy was.
After betraying Hogwarts, he lost his family and family affection, but gained more things.
On the way back to the office, almost all employees bowed their heads and called him "Mr. Weasley" in awe after seeing him.
This is the privilege of pure-blood wizards in this Ministry of Magic. They are born to be one level higher than half-bloods. This eternal class gap allows Percy to enjoy the vanity and respect that he will never enjoy in the Hogwarts carriage.
With Voldemort's endorsement, he 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, even Minister Fudge cannot give him a cold shoulder in this Ministry of Magic.
As he was walking out of the office, he suddenly saw a crowd of people in front of him split up from a distance, and then three wizards wearing black robes with the Dark Mark on their chests walked up to him with indifference.
"Percy Weasley?"
The witch in the lead called out Percy's name.
Percy's face was clearly confused. The robes were marked with the Dark Mark. Even the Aurors in the Ministry were not qualified to wear the robes embroidered with this emblem, except for the personal guards of that gentleman, that is, the Death Eaters!
"Yes, it's me."
He still maintained the most basic calmness. Although the Death Eaters were terrible, he knew very well that he had not made any mistakes and had no problems at work.
"Do you have any questions about our identities?" The witch stared at Percy's eyes and asked. The two wizards behind her had their right hands tucked into their sleeves, obviously holding their wands.
Percy swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"No doubt, ma'am, I recognize the Dark Mark."
"Give me your wand and follow us."
Percy had no intention of resisting at all. He knew that even if he wanted to escape now, there was no possibility of escape. He directly pulled 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 came to a courtroom on the same floor as the Wizengamot Court.
There was already a young man sitting in the courtroom, and Percy was familiar with his face.
Barty Crouch Jr.
The professor of spells at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a die-hard fan of that gentleman, and even a madman who murdered his own parents for this.
Because this madman was usually in charge of the admission of mudbloods at Hogwarts, he was used to wearing a mask of hypocritical smile, which made him even more chilling.
But now, even the hypocritical mask was gone on his face, and his expression was full of coldness and gloom. When Percy looked into his eyes, he felt as if his eyes were stabbed.
After being pushed into the courtroom, the three Death Eaters retreated respectfully and closed the door, leaving only Barty Crouch Jr. and Percy.
Percy's hands and feet were cold, and the moment he saw Barty Crouch Jr., he felt something was wrong.
The appearance of the Death Eaters might be because the gentleman needed to speak out and achieve a certain goal by belittling Dumbledore, but now the person he met was Barty Crouch Jr., so it was basically certain that what he was about to encounter this time was definitely not a good thing!