Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

Happy times are always short-lived, and a morning passes in the blink of an eye. If today was not the first day of school at Hogwarts, Rollo would definitely skip History of Magic and continue to stay with Hagrid.

After all, Professor Binns never calls names, and even after you have taken his class for seven years, he may not be able to call you by your name. However, we cannot ask too much of a ghost professor.

"Hey Rollo, where have you been?"

Rollo stepped into the classroom and saw Draco waving to him. Next to Draco, there was an empty seat reserved for him.

"Go out and get some air. Don't you think it's a nice day with the sun shining outside?"

Rollo, who was in a rather happy mood, took out a thick textbook on the history of magic from his bag.

But before they could chat more, a very old ghost walked through the classroom door. There was no doubt that it was Professor Binns.

Although the ghost professor was indeed full of gimmicks, after Professor Binns briefly introduced himself and officially started class, the atmosphere in the classroom gradually became lifeless.

History is actually a very interesting thing. Major events that happened in ancient times are indispensable for magnificent scenes. Especially when magic is added, the excitement will definitely be enhanced a lot.

However, Professor Binns' unique, monotonous and boring statement wiped out all the excitement, and what was left was only a lethargy that completely unenergized people.

This History of Magic course is a course with Ravenclaw, but even the Ravenclaw eaglets who like knowledge cannot escape the hypnotic magic of Professor Binns.

90.00% of people are half asleep and half awake. Sometimes they nod too loudly, and suddenly wake up, they will move their quills and write down a few names or dates in a hurry.

And the remaining few...such as Crabbe and Goyle, these two fat guys had buried their heads under the books and made intermittent snores.

But even so, Professor Binns didn't react at all. It seemed that he himself felt that such a classroom atmosphere and the snoring went well together.

But no matter what, Rollo was ready to run away.

After pulling out a blank piece of parchment and writing a few words on it asking for leave to go to the toilet due to stomachache, Rollo walked to the podium quietly and quietly handed over the leave note.

Professor Binns' voice like chanting paused for a moment. The ghost professor looked at Rollo, then at the note, and then nodded slightly. Just as Rollo thought, Professor Binns was a very talkative person. '.

Ghosts must have a reason or obsession to survive in the world, and Professor Binns' obsession is to teach and keep teaching.

This is also the reason why the previous headmasters of Hogwarts have not replaced the Professor of History of Magic, because once Professor Binns receives the 'resignation' notice, then the last reason for his existence in this world will be gone, and he will completely Leave this world.

However, in order to make up for the shortcomings of the history of magic courses, after the third grade, there are advanced courses on the history of magic in the world that other professors take charge of, so that children who really like history can learn knowledge that can be used as job hunting skills in the future.

Rollo left the classroom with ease and walked briskly in the corridors of Hogwarts.

"Anyway, today is just about this section of the history of magic. Let's talk to Hagrid. I don't know if my affinity for humanoid or half-human magical creatures will show any difference..."

"Are centaurs non-human beings classified as magical creatures, or are they humans in a broad sense?"

"I feel like there is some good content here that I can dig into. I wonder if there is anything similar to the beast-eared girl in this world. If..."

"What beast-eared girl?"

Just when Luo Luo was muttering about Shen Feitianwai, a suspicious voice made Luo Luo tremble violently and come back to his senses.

"There are indeed many humanoid races in the magic world, including the centaurs you mentioned, and half-orcs whose bodies are partially transformed into beasts do exist. However, the number of races is sparse and scattered in all corners of the world. They are rarely compared with wizards. intersection.”

"It turns out to be Professor Dumbledore."

Rollo smiled apologetically after seeing the appearance of the person clearly. He skipped class and was bumped into by the principal while walking on the road. This was not a good thing.

"Your knowledge is truly extraordinary. Thank you very much for your explanation."

"Perhaps this is the benefit of getting older." Dumbledore said in a brisk tone, "Time always brings out some unexpected surprises. I also heard about these things from my friends."

"But Mr. Sad Wind, it should be class time now, right? If I remember correctly, this class is the History of Magic?"

Dumbledore, who was still smiling and speaking, couldn't see any flaw in his expression, but the more he looked like this, the more unsure he felt.

"Besides, just last night, I already said that students are not allowed to enter the forest in Hogwarts, even under the leadership of Hagrid."

The two people's eyes met like this, and a slightly awkward atmosphere spread at this moment.

"However, I learned from Professor Kettleburn that you have outstanding talents in magical creatures. Although it was only the first time we met, he also praised you highly and hoped that I would agree to you starting to learn protection in advance. Lessons in Magical Creatures.”

Dumbledore broke the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"So, Professor, what do you mean?" Rollo looked into Dumbledore's eyes, but could not see any useful clues.

"As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, I respect every teacher's choice as well as the students' choices. If you are also willing, I agree with Professor Kettleburn's proposal."

"That's great, thank you, Professor Dumbledore."

"Don't thank me yet." Dumbledore smiled and shook his finger, "Is it time to explain why you are not in the History of Magic classroom?"

The leave application note that could fool Professor Binns was of no use to Dumbledore. Rollo hesitated for a moment, and after trying to recall Dumbledore's life in his mind, he secretly made up his mind.

"I wonder if you are free now, Professor? I'd like to talk to you in half an hour or an hour."

Seeing Rollo's formal and serious expression, Dumbledore also slightly restrained his smile and nodded calmly.

"Of course, I have a lot of time now."

"Then come with me. The corridor is not a good place to talk."

Taking Rollo to a castle portrait in the corridor on the third floor, Dumbledore knocked gently on the castle door, then reached out and pushed, and a hidden door was pushed open.

"Hogwarts has many little secrets. This is a secret garden worth exploring. If the entrance to the principal's office on the eighth floor is too far from the Slytherin lounge, you can come in from here. Of course, the password is also required. Said."

After entering the secret door, Dumbledore lit the torch in the passage with a snap of his fingers. They quickly ascended on a stone elevator and arrived at a gate guarded by two dripping spout statues.

"Pile of cockroaches."

Dumbledore said the password, and the two statues jumped away to the left and right, put away the long soldiers in their hands, and revealed the door behind them.

(Lowling once wrote that the third floor is the entrance to the principal's office, but later it was changed to the eighth floor. I will use it here. This may be a BUG setting.)

"Black tea, milk, or hot cocoa?"

But when the two sat face to face on both sides of the table in the principal's office, Dumbledore asked.

"A cup of black tea, thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, two silver teapots appeared on the table. The hot black tea was filled with water vapor, and the drink in front of Dumbledore exuded a sweet aroma.

"We can talk now, Mr. Sad Wind."

"Call me Luo Luo." Luo Luo, who was still a little uncomfortable with the surname Beifeng, said quickly. Even though he was almost sure that he didn't have that weird XP, the word was still a little sensitive.

"Okay, Rollo, what do you want to talk about?"

"About my family and why I was kidnapped."

Rollo drank some black tea and quickly organized his words.

"As you know, I was the sole survivor of a premeditated kidnapping six days ago."

"Although the Ministry of Magic told me that they had captured the group of dark wizards, they could not get even a single clue from them. But what I doubt even more is that they did not conduct real torture at all. After all, the people who appeared again No one escaped, the personal identification was there, and even the Aurors thought there was no need for interrogation."

"That is to say." Dumbledore put down his cup and tapped the table gently, "The Ministry of Magic was wrong in determining that this incident was a cult sacrifice?"

"Of course, this may be a cult sacrifice, but I think their real target is me and the family behind me."

"I can no longer remember many of my previous memories. I have even forgotten the faces of my parents and their names. Those fragmented memories cannot piece together my 11 years of life. But just this morning, I I figured it out and realized something.”

"That is my innate ability, or in other words, the unique innate ability that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. I even dare to boast that in the magic world, the only ones with this talent are the Sadwind family."

After hearing what Rollo said, Dumbledore showed a rare expression of interest. In fact, in his heart, he was very curious about Rollo, including his "coincidental" meeting with Rollo in the corridor. What happened to Luo was also intentional on his part.

The ubiquitous portraits in the corridors serve as 'cameras' for the principal. Once the person he is paying attention to makes an unusual move, Dumbledore can get timely feedback in the principal's office. Although he can only designate targets for surveillance, But it's still useful.

"You should know about the Manticore, right? Hagrid can gain their trust because of Hagrid's care and care for them in the Forbidden Forest for many years. He is the father who accompanies them to grow up, and he is also the most powerful force in the Forbidden Forest. The highest leader, so they chose to bow their heads.”

"But I'm different. I don't have everything Hagrid has, but I can still gain their trust and favor easily. At least when we meet, I won't be attacked by them like others."

"And this trait is the real reason why my family and I encountered this premeditated kidnapping attack."

As Rollo's words ended, the principal's room fell into a brief silence. Only a pair of curious eyes looked at the two people who fell into silence.

"But this is just your guess, right?"

Dumbledore, who had not yet realized how powerful this power was, spoke up. After all, this was the first time he had heard of this power, and his knowledge of magical creatures was not very deep. He really understood it quite deeply. It's his good friend, Newt Scamander.

"Maybe after you understand this power, your mind will change, Professor."

"Can you take me to Gringotts? I want you to accompany me to the vault and you'll know why."

Faced with Rollo's request, Dumbledore did not hesitate. He also wanted to know more about this mysterious and powerful wizard family. The mysterious protective magic that caused the Sorting Hat's accident had already aroused Dumbledore's thoughts. Lots of interest.

Dumbledore may not have much interest in magical creatures, but he still maintains a great enthusiasm for magic. Dumbledore is not addicted to power, but he is happy to take risks, keen on exploring mysteries, and even death in his eyes. Just the beginning of a great adventure.

"Then please, Fox."

Dumbledore stood up and walked to Rollo's side. He spoke softly to Fawkes, the phoenix lying on the golden perch, and raised his right arm as if intending to let Fawkes fall on his arm.

After hearing the call, Fox flapped his wings gracefully and took off, drawing a gentle curve in the air, and then landed on Rollo's shoulder.

"It seems that Fox likes you very much."

Dumbledore put down his hand in embarrassment. This was the first time he saw Fox being disobedient.

"Perhaps so, Professor."

Rollo touched Fox's golden and red feathers and felt the warmth coming from Fox. It was like stroking a flame that was not hot. It was a wonderful touch.

Fox, who stretched out his slender neck and rubbed Rollo's palm, spit out some tiny sparks, and as it fanned out a dazzling fire, the two people enveloped in the fire disappeared in the fire.

A slight dizziness appeared, and the next second, Rollo and Dumbledore came to a magnificent hall.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

The high-pitched voice immediately broke into the ears, and the goblin's unique voice was unmistakable.

"Is there anything important you have to do here this time?"

When faced with Dumbledore's visit to Gringotts, the goblin, who had never been very interested in others, burst out with great enthusiasm and a lot of nervousness.

Because just a month ago, Gringotts suffered an unprecedented robbery. Although no items were lost, the fact that the Gringotts vault was forcibly destroyed and opened was still fresh in the memories of the goblins.

After all, they paid a large sum of gold for this. As the price for controlling the banking finance of the wizarding world, the goblins paid a very heavy bargaining chip behind the contract.

And the owner of the vault is Dumbledore in front of him.

"I came with this child." Dumbledore shook his head slightly and made way for Rollo.

"Oh! Awesome!"

The goblin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said with a cheering tone, then he set his sights on Rollo.

"Vault No. 444, this is the key."

Rollo, who was holding Fox in his arms, took out a brass key from his wallet with some difficulty and handed it to the goblin.

"Of course, I also remember you, little sir. I was the one who opened the door for you last time."

After taking the key and checking it carefully, the goblin led Rollo and Dumbledore to the entrance of the vault, where a 'luxury mine car' with cushioned seats appeared on the track.

Compared with other N-hand mine carts that have no seats and can only hold on to the armrests to try not to be thrown out, this vehicle is extremely smooth when driving, and you can't even feel the slightest vibration.

This service, which was different from the first time, made Rollo raise his eyebrows slightly. He glanced at the goblin who was smiling brightly and serving extremely attentively, and nodded slightly thoughtfully.

'It seems that goblins have also been classified as non-human, but is the weakening of affinity due to wisdom or similarity to humans?The more human-like you are, the weaker the influence of affinity? '

Rollo, who was thinking secretly, could not wait for the answer to the question. The mine cart had already sent him to the destination, and the vault was right in front of them.

"If you want to pass here, you must answer my questions."

A faint voice came from the door of the vault, and as they approached, a huge figure with a human head and a lion's body appeared in front of them.

In Gringotts, some vaults have stricter protection than ordinary vaults. For example, the wizard family vault on the ground floor is guarded by fire dragons, and vault No. 444 is guarded and protected by the Sphinx.

"Please ask."

This was not the first time that Rollo had seen it, but before he obtained this emblem of the Heart of Fraternity and Guardianship, he did not possess, or in other words, the talent to activate this affinity.

“What skill can a versatile chicken master in two and a half years?”

This tricky question made Dumbledore frown. He knew that Sphinx liked word puzzles and riddles, but this question also stumped him.

"Singing, dancing, rap, basketball."

Rollo answered without any hesitation. Is it necessary to think about the answer to this question?

'It seems that you are really letting your guard down. 'Rolo thought to himself that this question was too simple compared to the question he asked during their first meeting.

"correct answer."

The Sphinx opened the door to the vault, and Rollo inserted the key into the small hole in the center of the door. With his slight twist, the door to the vault slid open silently.

"Come in, Professor, the answer is right here."

As the door closed, countless lights lit up in the vault, or in other words, countless refracted firelights.

Mountain-like piles of gold galleons stood tall, reaching the 30-meter-high ceiling. The scattered gold paved the way to form a small lake, mixed with countless gorgeous and huge gems.

On the three walls of the vault, huge shelves are filled with countless rare treasures, such as long tusks like jade, and natural leather scrolls like murals. This vault seems to have collected all the rare treasures in the world, so gorgeous The brilliance made Dumbledore lose his mind.

"Is this a phoenix feather?"

Dumbledore asked, pointing to a fiery red feather that was almost as tall as the others.

"It should be, I'm not sure. After all, my previous memory has been blurred, and I need to learn this knowledge about magical creatures from scratch."

"Unbelievable!"

Dumbledore glanced at Fawkes in Rollo's arms, and then at the feather. If this feather was really the tail feather of a phoenix, then the length of the head and tail of this phoenix must be at least over a hundred meters, because this feather is not slender. tail feathers, but a feather on the wings or body.

"My family is very rich. Although I didn't know why I was able to accumulate so much wealth at first, but now, when I realize my ability, I understand."

"Look, the origins of the items on these shelves... they should all come from magical creatures, right? Some are parts of their bodies, and some are treasures that are difficult to find, but magical creatures can find."

"Can this natural power that I possess be the reason for my family to hide in the magic world? Can it be the reason for those people to deliberately plan attacks?"

"I don't think the judgment given by the Ministry of Magic is correct. I even doubt whether those arrested are the real culprits. Maybe they are just scapegoats."

It took Dumbledore a lot of time to calm down. Only at this moment did he truly realize what Rollo's specialness meant.

His friend Newt Scamander is just a master of magical creatures who has extensive knowledge of magical creatures, but if you think about it carefully...it seems that this guy is also incredibly rich.

Not to mention other things, his suitcase, which can hold a zoo... is no longer a so-called ordinary magic item.

The Traceless Stretch Spell can indeed expand space, but this magic also has limits. Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to expand the space of a box ten times. If you want to continue to expand, you need additional help, such as The alchemical array and alchemical runes drawn with special materials are used to stabilize the space.

Newt and Nicolas Flamel knew each other, and with the help of the world's strongest alchemist, it was not impossible for Newt to be able to do such a thing, but no matter what, the production and maintenance costs of his box were terrifyingly high. , Dumbledore has no doubt that the salary Hogwarts pays professors every month may not be enough for Newt to do maintenance on the box.

Newt is already like this, if Rollo grows to his level...

Dumbledore glanced at the golden mountains and lakes, and suddenly his eyes felt a little stinging and painful.

"If this is the case, then I can understand and believe in your judgment and guess. This power is worth such a calculation. The person who is targeting you may still be at large."

"Yes, maybe I can still live after being so seriously injured because they are not willing to kill me. Even if they can't extract any valuable information from me, they are not willing to kill me."

Rollo stretched out his hands and said, "The wealth here speaks for itself."

"So, Professor Dumbledore, I have a heartfelt request, and I hope you can agree to it."

Dumbledore looked at Rollo, but did not nod, just waiting for his next words.

"I want to give up unnecessary courses such as History of Magic and Astronomy. I have no interest in these courses, and they cannot bring me any actual help. I am different from other students. I can be taught by you at Hogwarts. protection, but after leaving school, I need the power to protect myself.”

"The learning and research of magic takes a long time. Even if I have worked very hard to learn and grow in the past seven years, I can't guarantee that I will have the power to protect myself."

"But I can get this sense of security from them."

Rollo touched Fox's little head, feeling the tickling touch from the gently rubbed palm.

"If I have a phoenix, then I can easily leave despite all the magical obstacles that prohibit apparation, and I can also get a universal antidote when I encounter poisoning."

"If I can take my companions with me, when the enemy appears, what they need to face is the manticore that can ignore known magic, the fire dragon that breathes dragon breath, and the army of warcraft that brings them despair .”

"I like magic, but magic cannot give me enough security. I hope I can make good use of all my time to get along well with these lovely creatures who like me, trust me, believe in me and protect me. They will Will be my guardian angel."

"They must be my lifelong companions."

Rollo looked at Dumbledore with intense eyes, staring into his blue eyes.

The eyes behind the half-moon lenses moved slightly. Dumbledore felt that he had no excuse to refuse Rollo's explanation and request.

This child experienced an unbearable past. Although fortunately he lost his memory and blurred the tragic situation, his future... is indeed much more dangerous than ordinary people.

When it became clear how tempting this power could be, Dumbledore nodded seriously.

"I agree to your request. I will ask Professor McGonagall to draw up a new curriculum for you, canceling History of Magic and Astronomy, and then inserting Care of Magical Creatures."

"As long as safety is guaranteed, I allow Hagrid to take you into the Forbidden Forest."

"As for the matter of bringing magical creature bodyguards, you can let it go for a while. At least in the school, no one can harm you, no matter where he comes from or what he wants to do."

Dumbledore complied with Rollo's request. He also believed that there was nothing wrong with this. Using magic to protect oneself was indeed something ordinary wizards did, but it was obvious that seven years was not enough to train an experienced person who could deal with all kinds of problems. There were only a few elite spellcasters, even Aurors, who could protect themselves in such a situation.

After all, the temptation of this power is too great. With the treasure in the vault, buying Hogwarts may be an exaggeration, but it is definitely more than enough to defeat all the wizarding families in the English wizarding world.

Tens of millions or even over [-] million Galleons, the value of this wealth is completely beyond imagination, probably only Nicoléme, who can turn stone into gold, can easily spend so much money.

After getting the answer he wanted, Rollo breathed a big sigh of relief. It was a good thing that he didn't have to waste time drowsily in the History of Magic class, but that's where it ends...

"Professor, I have something else I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" Dumbledore asked with some confusion.

"I want to build a dragon training ground in the school. There are too many vacant places in Hogwarts. Rather than leaving them empty, we might as well put them into use."

"This pile of gold is about 5000 to 3000 million. I personally invested [-] million in cash to build the world's most secure dragon training ground for Hogwarts. Hagrid also likes dragons very much, and he also has the ability to discipline those big guys. Of course, I will help too."

"Hogwarts provides the venue, personnel and management assistance, and I provide the funds. Each of us holds 50.00% of the shares. I don't know about this proposal. Are you interested, Professor?"

"If the dragon training farm is built, Hogwarts can become the first magic school in Europe to offer dragon training. By then, Hogwarts may be even more attractive to students."

"After all, when I heard you say that the students recorded in the Book of Admissions chose Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, as a Hogwarts person, I was quite heartbroken. Those What slips away from us is not just a line of names on the admission list, it is an opportunity for Hogwarts to become stronger and more prosperous."

"Do you think I'm right? Professor Dumbledore."

These words made Dumbledore couldn't help but smile and shake his head, gathering young wizards from all over Europe to come to Hogwarts...

"Our castle seems pretty big, right?"

Dumbledore glanced at Rollo.

"Yes, it's empty. Many rooms are unused and gathering dust."

The old man and the young man, who showed a tacit smile, had a better understanding at this moment, and seemed to be closer than before.

"Then let's go back first. Take your time with this matter, don't be in a hurry."

(I beg for votes. I really need help with the new book issue. If you like it, can you click to invest? Thank you very much for your support!)