Chapter 281 279 The Last Point (Two in One)

Chapter 281 279. The final point (two in one)

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 already warm body 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 had sincerely invited him over from the University of Munich 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 now dissatisfied with his job. On the contrary, they were grateful to Grindelwald in words 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 curses 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 in a broad sense.

Specifically, they can be divided into three major categories according to their severity: "evil 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 Shenfeng Wuying that Jon later learned, also fall within the scope of "curses".

The second-rate "poison spell" is much worse than "curse". These can be learned in the lower and middle grades of general magic schools. Magic such as "burning fire", "stick in front teeth", and bat spirit curse that can cause harm to the human body are all "poison spells".

"Bad curse" is the lowest level. In the first-year defense against the dark arts class of Hogwarts students, the barrier spells and repulsive spells they learned, which can affect people but not destroy them, all belong to the scope of "bad curse".

Therefore, not all black magic is illegal. "Bad curse", "poison spell" and even many "curses" are legal black magic, and even in Hogwarts classrooms, there are related teachings.

But the reason why Durmstrang's reputation in the outside world has always been relatively dark is that the courses he taught in "martial arts magic" have obvious borderline behavior. Some black magic that is prohibited for wizards to learn under British magic law will also be taught here, but these magics are not prohibited by the Ministry of Magic in this part of Northern Europe.

Learning these magics, except for a small number of people, such as Neville, who were a little worried, other students did not have any resistance and were very active in class.

As for Jon, during this period, he did not have classes in the classroom with Hermione and other third-year students.

They could only see Jon a few times during meals, and during these times, although Jon did not change in appearance and communication, he gave people a feeling that he was a little different from before.

This difference, which people could not say, was more like a difference in temperament and mentality.

Moreover, after entering March, Jon appeared in front of them less and less. There were many times when Hermione and others did not know whether Jon was still in the castle of Durmstrang.

That afternoon, when the students of Hogwarts were in class, Jon was also in a unique "classroom".

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

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

The black flames suddenly surged! In all directions, it was like a rising wall of fire, covering everything around!

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

Jon and Grindelwald had no intention of moving at all. The high temperature that had already baked the air and twisted it seemed that there was no way to affect them at all, and the people fleeing around them had no way to see them at all.

The flames raged around the young Grindelwald, and he looked 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 John on the sea, except that in this memory, the power was even more unmatched.

The surging black flames had already enveloped John and Grindelwald, who were closest to them. The towering fire rushed into the sky and transformed into a giant dragon and a winged monster in the sky, intending to wreak havoc on the nearby city like a beast.

"Wizards are idealistic creatures from the beginning to the 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, I am just like what I said, I am extremely fed up with the city of Paris, so my anger can be expressed by a magic that best fits it, fire. Fire shield is a very useful magic. It not only has unlimited diffusion space, but also can accurately distinguish between enemies and friends. It will only attack enemies that disagree with my thoughts. Most importantly, it is the most intuitive form of anger and disgust, and it can also maximize this emotion of people."

Jon was listening very seriously, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Are you sure that your anger and disgust are simply derived from Paris? What did you mean by what you said to the young man named Scamander before?

Of course, he dared to think about this in his heart, and he certainly didn't dare to say it out loud.

And just as the black flames began to spread to the defense line of the city of Paris, and countless orange-red fires suddenly lit up around, Grindelwald's memory came to an abrupt end.

They left the Pensieve, but Grindelwald's teaching was far from over.

"Those who only use the Killing Curse in a wizard duel are basically brainless idiots."

It is unclear whether he was sarcastically referring to someone or just saying it casually.

"People's emotions are diverse, and so are magic. The Death Curse is indeed the most straightforward and simplest form of negative emotion, but it does not mean that it is an omnipotent spell that can be used in any situation."

"You can specialize in a certain kind of magic, but you cannot limit your learning to it. The more magic you can learn to use, the more ways you will have to deal with various situations."

Jon showed expectation on his face.

"Can I learn your fire shield?"

Grindelwald said indifferently.

"Don't think that it's the power of magic itself. You must have seen the basic magic of this spell - Fiendfyre in other places."

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

But Fiendfyre and Fire Shield used by Grindelwald can be clearly seen as two completely different spells. Not only are the forms of magic different, but most importantly, Fire Shield is controllable, while Fiendfyre can burn its owner to death after being summoned.

"Fire Shield. Is it a variant of Fiendfyre?"

"You can understand them as the relationship between Iron Armor and Universal Protection. It's just that I have changed these two spells more, and even changed their essence, but you should still be able to see their commonalities."

Grindelwald tapped the table lightly and looked at Jon.

"Of course I can teach you, but Jon, it's time for you to do the second thing I asked 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 journey that Albus gave you, and go to the North Pole to find the point where Voldemort left the last thing."

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

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

"For the rest of us, there is really nothing worth going there, but it seems to be a little different for you."

Rarely, this time he did not state it in an affirmative tone.

"But I won't force you to do it this time. You have the right to choose whether to go or not. Of course, even if you decide to go, your classmates will definitely not go on the ship with you. They will continue to stay in Durmstrang to ensure their safety."

Jon only thought for a few seconds, and he could figure out why Grindelwald would say such a thing for no reason.

"Sir, do you mean that the last place in the Arctic may not 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 can always see things that others can't."

Four thousand words, plus yesterday's and today's, a total of twelve thousand words, I will post it in three two-in-one chapters of four thousand words, one chapter in the morning (12 o'clock is also considered morning), another chapter in the afternoon, and the last chapter in the evening, that's it

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