Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

"Ah, this won't work. If you can't do it, you just can't do it."

Nicoléme, who looked like an omnipotent master just a second ago, waved his hands repeatedly. With a sad look on his face, he fiddled with the magic stone on the table and was speechless.

It was rare to see Nico's deflated Dumbledore secretly enjoying himself while eating sugar-free biscuits. When Mrs. Flamel wasn't paying attention, he quietly stuffed a toffee into his mouth to add to the excitement. Feel-good sugar.

"My child." Nicoléme held Rollo's hand earnestly and patted the back of his hand and said, "Read less weird novels. Not all fantasy creations can be realized. Muggles Forget about science fiction, why are you still interested in novels about cultivating immortals?"

"This is not the same system as ours at all..."

"We are wizards, wizards who wield small wooden sticks and chant spells. We don't burn talisman paper and pinch our hands, and we can't learn the operation of shouting: as urgent as a law, a thunder crashes down."

"Even in the East, they can only fly with swords and don't wear Sumerna rings on their hands."

"Space can be expanded, but it cannot be opened out of thin air. The name of the Traceless Extension Spell should explain this clearly, right?"

"What about making a hollow one?" Rolo continued to ask, unwilling to give up.

"Hollow...cough cough cough..." Nicoléme, who still wanted to take a sip of tea to soothe his throat, almost sprayed the tea on Rollo's face.

"It's okay, but you can't expect this ring to hold too many things."

"The higher the rate at which space is expanded, the more resources are spent, and there is a clear upper limit."

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076. The Impossible Request and the Past of the Sad Wind Family are available for free reading. "Mrs. Flamel, who had never spoken before, suggested that compared to suitcases, people nowadays don't carry such a burden when they go out. Backpacks are indeed a good choice.

"Actually, special cloaks or coats are also good. Although the Sumerana Ring cannot be achieved, you should have heard of the term "The Universe in the Sleeve"?

"When I went to the East for vacation and exchanged ancient magic texts with them, I felt that this thing was quite good. With some simple and practical magic, you can take away the things in front of you as long as you wave your sleeves. It's interesting, right? ?」

"Wide-sleeved wizard robes were popular hundreds of years ago." Madam Flamel rolled her eyes and said in disgust, "I'm just saying, are you going to that fashion show just to see those little girls and improve your aesthetics? "

Madame Flamel folded her arms and laughed, "I am so shameless."

"This is to keep the mood happy." Nicoléme, who was not embarrassed at all, even encouraged him to say: "There are actually a lot of handsome young men there. How about we come together next time?"

"Then why don't I choose to enjoy the fresh sea breeze?"

"This is pretty good, if only we can take two days..."

They have already started chatting about where to go on vacation to see handsome guys and beauties. The two old people are definitely on the same level in terms of mentality, but it’s no wonder they are like this. If they don’t work hard to have some fun in hundreds of years, they will just live. It's also quite boring.

What's more, they are all French people who like to play fancy and romantic things.

"What's your choice, kid? An ordinary backpack...sigh~ Or a retro and fashionable wizard robe?"

Nicoléme, who pretended to be calm, as if he had not been pinched by his wife, asked Rollo seriously. It was probably because the two of them had not agreed on where to go on vacation just now, and they were secretly fighting at this moment.

"Wizard robes..."

Nicoléme's eyes brightened a little, but before he could smile, Rollo suddenly changed the subject and said honestly:

"A robe with wide sleeves is not very convenient. I will go to the woods frequently in the future, so a backpack is more suitable."

Mrs. Flamel nodded slightly with a satisfied smile. It seemed that she had the final say on where to go on vacation.

"What a pity. Being handsome is a lifelong thing. You missed a way to fascinate girls, kid."

Nicoléme, who felt quite sorry for Rollo, shook his head gently. Only then did he dare to reach out and rub his arm, which had been pinched for a while.

"You think little Rollo looks like you." Mrs. Flamel stood up Shiranly, "Some girls like him, right?

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Before leaving, Madam Flamel did not forget to tell Rollo: "Don't let down the hearts of so many girls like little Albus. I'm going to go for a walk in the garden. Let's stay for dinner today." It’s been a long time since we’ve had so many guests.”

"It looks like there will be delicious food tonight." After Madame Flamel left, Nicolas Flamel said happily: "She usually only cooks on my birthday. I really miss 500 years ago."

While chatting in the living room, Rollo listened to a lot of interesting things about the wizarding world told by Nicoléme, such as the hundreds of years of grudges and grudges between vampires and werewolves, and that [-]% of the witches burned by Muggles in the Middle Ages were men. Witch in disguise.

Some wizards with special hobbies will deliberately be caught by Muggles, and then scream in the flames with great enthusiasm. After the performance is over, the wizards who disapparate away will also receive a kind of frightened scream from the Muggles who are watching the burning. Scream, let that evil taste be satisfied.

Because of this, wizards and Muggles at that time had very sharp conflicts. It was not until the wizards finally discovered that their actions killed many young wizard seeds, which led to the collective hiding of the wizarding world a hundred years later. The confidentiality law was officially introduced.

While chatting about the past, Luo Luo couldn't help but ask about his "ancestor".

Rollo, who knew nothing about his own Beefeng family, was also very interested in this mysterious family.

"To put it simply, your family is a bunch of weirdos."

"They seem to have an extraordinary curiosity about the concept of human beings."

"I wonder if you have ever heard of blood-cursed orcs?"

Rollo nodded and shook his head, "I just saw this name."

"Then I'll let you explain, Albus. I remember that you had a good relationship with a blood-cursed orc back then."

"Newt has a closer relationship with her than I do, but I haven't seen her for a long time. Maybe Newt knows about her."

"As the name suggests, the Blood Curse Orcs are originally wizards, but due to the Blood Curse, they have the same ability as Animagus shapeshifters, able to switch between human and beast forms."

"But the only difference is that the blood cursed orc needs to fight against the blood curse in her body all the time. If he fails in the end, then she will permanently turn into a beast. This is a blood curse that only takes effect in women. curse."

"The Greengrass family is the wizard family that inherited the blood curse. But after their continuous efforts, they have developed some methods to resist the transformation of the blood curse. However, such methods also have serious side effects. Most of them Witches plagued by blood curses will not live past the age of 40 or [-]."

"Perhaps they think that instead of spending the rest of their lives losing themselves in the form of beasts, it is better to let time stop before they grow old."

"Yes." Nicoléme nodded with sigh, "Being transformed into a beast for the rest of your life is definitely an unspeakable torture."

"And this blood curse was an accident that happened when your Sadwind family was studying your own body. Someone broke into their territory and stole the test object."

"And the researcher himself is the Hannibal Volantford Tragedy whom I know."

"He wanted to explore the power of his bloodline, but in the end he turned himself into a crazy monster, or some kind of monster. Dozens or even hundreds of different biological signs appeared on his body. That kind of This being is absolutely unlike any other creature we know; it has abandoned its humanity and lost the power to control its animal nature."

"Since then, the Sadwind family has been isolated from the world and has never appeared in the magic world again. Hundreds of years have passed, and the magic world has completely forgotten them."

"I didn't expect you to show up. Maybe someone is eyeing the power of your family's blood. I'm sorry that I only found out about all this after the fact."

Nicoléme sighed. Because of this, he agreed to Dumbledore's request so generously and even added more. Even if there is only an empty shell left of the Sorcerer's Stone, it is still rare. treasure.

"Is there any connection between the current attack and the attack hundreds of years ago?"

The advantage of having an old man in a family is like having a treasure is reflected at this moment. Without an old man like Nicoléme who has lived for hundreds of years, Rollo would not have known all this on his own.

The history of magic is simply a messy record that records all kinds of trivial matters. Europe itself does not have a good habit of recording history. There has never been a unified country here. This is also true of the Muggle world, which is much more orderly than the wizarding world. You can't expect anything from a wizard.

Old people like Nicoléme are truly living history books, history books that are much more reliable than those written records.

"Perhaps." Nicoléme, who did not directly deny it, nodded. "Before they disappeared, they had already cleaned up their traces in the magic world. If there were no special channels for information, I don't think they would suddenly The moment their whereabouts are revealed and they appear is the moment they are destroyed.”

"This is unreasonable, isn't it? It's very unreasonable."

Nicoléme, who did not continue to speak, waited quietly. Luo Lei, who was deep in thought, frowned. He had been thinking about his family's unknown enemy hundreds of years ago...it seemed to be more serious than he had thought before.

"Can you find a good teacher next semester? Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore, who was suddenly asked by Rollo, was stunned on the spot, and he sighed with a sad look on his face.

"It's difficult..."

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts is the most unpopular position. Even though I have raised my monthly salary to 1 Galleons per year, there are still not many wizards who dare to take this position."

"Or else!" Nicolas Flamel suddenly became interested. He patted Dumbledore on the shoulder, and then said seriously.

"Abolish Hogwarts, and then merge it with Beauxbatons. I originally wanted to bury my inheritance after I was beaten. If Dumbledore agrees, I will donate one-tenth of my inheritance." , given to you."

"Even if it's all donated, I'm not interested." Dumbledore glared at Nicolas Flamel angrily, "Hogwarts cannot disappear in my hands."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Nicolas Flamel, who crossed his arms and groaned, curled his lips.

"First, intercept the source of students, and then promote the development of the dragon training industry. After letting Hogwarts eat the biggest cake, use the remaining cream to seduce wizard families and send their children here to share it."

"A magic school that no one goes to will naturally have no meaning of existence. You can naturally swallow up the educational resources of Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and even the entire Europe."

"I was really fooled by you bastard!"

Nicolas Flamel, who picked up his cane and hit Dumbledore on the head, looked a bit like Gandalf the White, but Dumbledore, who was being beaten all the time, was smiling happily.

"You can also give Beauxbatons money to build one too, I'm not stopping you."

"Xiu Xiu Xiu! Shall I build a horse pen?"

"That little girl Olim is okay with raising horses, so let her raise dragons? Do you think that a hybrid giant can take care of those fire dragons honestly?"

"Unless..." Nicoléme, who smiled kindly at Rollo, came over, "How about my child, would you consider changing schools?"

"The girls in Beauxbatons are the most among the magic schools in the world! Let me introduce you to a mixed-blood Veela. Although she is a few years older than you, you will definitely like her."

"Okay! Nico!"

The angry Madame Flamel came quickly.

"You actually ran into Beauxbatons?!"

"No, no, no, no... no!"

Nicolas Flamel, whose voice was trembling when he spoke, waved his hands repeatedly, "Have you forgotten? The year before last was Beauxbatons' anniversary! The school's 1000th anniversary!"

"We went together..."

"What's going on with the mixed-blood Veela?" Madam Flamel asked condescendingly, holding her hands and snorting.

"That's the little girl following Olim, the very cute one."

"Really?" Madam Flamel thought for a moment, then put on a smile and nodded to the people sitting obediently in front of her, "Then get ready, I'll prepare dinner."

"Huh~~~"

After taking a deep breath, Nicoléme relaxed and smiled to himself for a long time.

"Actually, you can really think about it, kid, I won't lie to you."

"Well..." Rollo scratched his head in embarrassment and rejected Nicoléme without any hesitation, "I'm doing well at Hogwarts, thank you."

There are his group of children in Hogwarts, a cute little spider who calls him "Papa", and Cetina who is very good at taking care of others. How could Rollo leave them and go away?