I, Hogwarts Week Two

Only a few people could understand the reason behind Irving's sarcasm.

Besides him, Harry was the only one who could understand.

Voldemort's parents had no love for him at all.

The father probably hated those two people, and the mother only cared about her man and didn't love her own children.

And Voldemort had no love for his parents at all.

Even his mother was more of a fan of that stupid woman who could leave him the noble Slytherin bloodline, which could give him a slightly different attitude.

As for his father, Old Tom's bones were boiled into soup.

Tom remained indifferent in the face of the ridicule, and you could not see any drastic emotional changes on his face.

Perhaps this is where Voldemort is truly dangerous.

And Voldemort, who has made enemies all over the world, is just a spent force.

Owen did not continue to ask Tom in front of him to bring him the Gaunt ring.

This is unrealistic, and neither grandma nor anyone else wants this guy to leave. In fact, he is under house arrest here.

But it is enough to know who has the Gaunt ring.

Barty Crouch wouldn't give it to him? Couldn't he just go and rob him?

Now that Voldemort is in power, I guess little Barty Cratchit, who betrayed his original master and joined Tom, is probably having a hard time.

"Sirius--" Owen said to Sirius beside him.

"I understand." Sirius naturally understood the meaning behind his words without having to point it out.

He immediately returned to England and mobilized the entire Order of the Phoenix to find the whereabouts of Crouch and his son.

"Then we're fine here!" Owen shrugged. "It's easier than expected."

"Haha——" Hearing this, Tom chuckled casually, then reopened the parchment at hand.

During this time, he opened a magical door that he had never seen before.

The knowledge contained in it far exceeds the total of what he has learned in the past.

This is why he will stay here.

Having achieved his goal, Owen finally stopped focusing on Tom.

His eyes gradually fell on Bellatrix who was standing beside Tom. Specifically, on her slightly bulging belly.

"Oh, by the way, grandma." Owen suddenly turned to look at Wenda. "About the human alchemical transformation in a few months. Can I watch?"

He is still very interested in this technology.

"What's so good about bloody techniques?" Wenda said calmly. Then she turned around and left.

"Okay--" Owen muttered softly.

Developing this technology must have blood on one's hands.

Naturally, grandma doesn't want to bring up this memory again.

This can be seen from the fact that his grandmother never created artificial life again.

The group left the alchemy workshop and headed to the reception room on the first floor.

Refreshments were ready there.

The elves are very fast.

After sitting down, Wenda finally revealed another purpose of calling Owen this time.

The problem with Voldemort didn't matter, as long as he was here they would have countless opportunities.

"I want you to go to the Fairy Kingdom." Grandma said bluntly.

"Fairy Kingdom?" Owen was stunned. It was an unfamiliar word. Although he had heard of the Fairy Kingdom, he had never understood it.

"Yes - the Fairy Kingdom is located somewhere in the Alps. Wizards don't know the exact location. Black has visited there before, so you can ask him for details."

"No - I want to know why? What are we going to the Fairy Kingdom for?" Owen demanded.

"Invited by the goblins." Wenda explained: "A few days ago, the goblins of Gringotts contacted one of their wizard employees, who then passed the invitation to Rosier Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disabilities, and finally the invitation letter was sent to me. I guess it has something to do with ancient magic."

"Ancient magic? The Fairy Kingdom also possesses ancient magic? Isn't that the heir before the Fairy Brotherhood stole it?"

"No..." Wenda shook her head. "The Fairy Kingdom has a long history of mastering ancient magic, at least thousands of years. It's unclear where they got it from, but they are very secretive and only use equipment made with ancient magic to forge items. They won't let items be directly contaminated with ancient magic. The Fairy Brotherhood was expelled from the Fairy Kingdom because it didn't agree with the kingdom's philosophy."

"What about our purpose?"

"Let's go and see what happened. If necessary, take away their ancient magic power. If the news gets out, it will definitely attract the covetousness of mysterious people." Wenda said decisively.

Owen nodded, and couldn't help but say in his heart that he was worthy of being the second most important person following Grindelwald back then. Although his temperament had been smoothed over the years, the toughness in his bones was still hard to disappear.

"Okay." It was true. If the goblins from Gringotts could find him, they would definitely find Voldemort.

That guy is already so strong, so we can’t let this power fall into his hands.

"Black will lead the team this time," Wenda said. "You can choose the others, but you can take Miss Ilvermorny with you. It's time to settle the feud between her and the goblins."

"Koyatel?"

"Well, there's no way the Fairy Kingdom didn't know anything about the Fairy Brotherhood. They didn't get involved but just wanted to reap the benefits. Fairies are greedy. Don't let these creatures let down their guard."

"One of your previous heirs died at the hands of a goblin. I think you know who she was. The goblin was extremely cruel to her."

"Shani Weasley!"

"Well - let's go as soon as possible. If you have any questions, go to Blake. He knows something about the Fairy Kingdom."

"Understood!" Owen responded.

Then several people went to work non-stop to make preparations.

Harry wanted to go with him, but was rejected by Sirius. This time it didn't matter to him much, and Harry's brain block technique had always been so-so. He should take advantage of this time to humbly ask Wenda, the master of brain block, for advice and master this magic as soon as possible.

Voldemort is now blessed with ancient magic, and no one knows how far he has evolved in Legilimency - Sirius is most worried that Voldemort can control Harry remotely. This is by no means an exaggeration, he definitely has this ability.

Owen returned to Thornfield Castle and found Coatl and Hermione.

I brought Hermione with me because the little witch insisted.

Because of the incident with the Canadian Divine Tower, she had to follow whatever was said this time.

So Owen just followed her.

A day later, Owen, Hermione, Koyalt, and Sirius were waiting in a bar in their Paris hideout (Diagon Alley, France) for their contact - oh no - a street goblin.

Now that Britain has fallen, they are subject to many restrictions. Moreover, the Fairy Kingdom is located in the Alps, so meeting in Paris is the right choice.

While waiting for the fairy.

Sirius began to tell them about the goblin kingdom.

“The fairy kingdom is located somewhere underground in the Alps. You should know that they like to dig holes, so the city is naturally built underground.

The current ruler of the goblins is called Ragnac XVII, a descendant of Ragnac I, the goblin king who made the sword of Gryffindor, so I'm sure they'll talk about the sword of Gryffindor.

They were still in an aristocratic society, with the knights headed by the king ruling the entire kingdom.

You can tell from the names that all goblins of noble birth have various titles, such as the Golden Hand, the Arcane Eye, etc. Ordinary goblins only have simple names.

They believe in the legendary moon goddess - wizard scholars believe it might be Diana, the moon goddess in Muggle mythology - but the moon goddess believed by the goblins is called Lady Night, which is confusing. She is clearly the goddess of the moon - but the goblin language also has the meaning of night - in short, you all know very well that the wizarding world has always discriminated against such intelligent creatures, just like centaurs, sirens and mermaids - no one has ever really studied these creatures, so we know very little about their living habits, religious beliefs and so on.

The city of goblins is called the Eternal City by wizards. Of course, the translation of this name is definitely not correct, because the language of goblins is completely different from our language, and many words cannot correspond one to one.

It was a huge city, an underground city that had been developed for thousands of years. I had no doubt that they had even hollowed out the entire Alps. I had come into contact with them a few years ago when Dumbledore sent me to negotiate with the Goblin King. They were a group of extremely arrogant and rude creatures. At that time, I was asking them to blame the Goblin Brotherhood for attacking Hogwarts, but they tried their best to deny the relationship between themselves and the Brotherhood. At one point, we almost had a conflict. In the end, we got nothing from that visit, but we got a verbal promise from Ragnac XVII - not to participate in the war between wizards.

Dumbledore thought that was enough. As long as the goblins didn't turn to You-Know-Who, they would just stay neutral, just like the giants did."

There is a light herbal aroma in the air of the bar, which is the smell of their specialty liquor.

The bar was made of a huge piece of obsidian, reflecting a soft light. Behind the bar, a white-haired wizard was busy mixing various magic potions, his fingers dancing in the air.

Owen, Hermione and Koyaltsen sat at the bar, listening to Sirius talk slowly. He said a lot.

But the description of the fairy world is still very vague.

Come to think of it, Sirius had only been to the Goblin Kingdom once, and just once, so what could he know?

"This is the wizards' negligence." Hermione was the first to express her opinion.

At this time, she was wearing a decent travel suit, travel boots, dragon skin gloves, and a black cloak.

It was obvious at first glance that this dress was not chosen by Hermione herself.

Because it has a very Wenda Rosier style.

Although simple, the cuffs, neckline and corners of the clothes are all decorated with intricate embroidery, highlighting a low-key and restrained style.

And sitting next to her was Koyatel.

Compared to her previous outfits, the tight-fitting long skirt has a shoulder- and back-exposed design, her legs are wrapped in white stockings, and she is wearing boots on her feet.

Now she was wearing almost the same travel outfit as Hermione, which was really too conservative.

Probably influenced by Mrs. Weasley.

Afraid of the caressing, charming words falling on her head.

But Owen was sure that Ron would prefer her old clothes.

"There is a kind of creature that possesses magical abilities no less than those of wizards, and it lives around wizards. It even rebelled against the Ministry of Magic several times and started wars with wizards - I really can't understand why most wizards have chosen to turn a blind eye over the years?" Hermione looked at Sirius with a very strange look.

To be honest, if this happened in the Muggle world, this creature would have been extinct and become a protected species long ago.

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Sirius was a little embarrassed. In the final analysis, it was because the wizarding world was too divided. You couldn't view the Ministry of Magic in the sense of a country. The Ministry of Magic was just a tool used by wizards to enforce the Statute of Secrecy, and it didn't serve wizards. They would naturally push away troublesome matters like dealing with goblins. Besides, the wars between goblins and wizards were always of low intensity, always fighting over certain areas, and didn't affect other areas, so most wizards naturally kept out of it.

In addition, the Ministry of Magic has long been controlled by pure-blood wizards, who discriminate against non-human creatures the most. Instead of deciding to study goblins, they might as well wait for Voldemort to suddenly die.

"The goblins and the Purgers have caused so many disasters in North America, but in the end the MACUSA only tracked down the Purgers and turned a blind eye to the goblins. This has become the norm in the wizarding world." Coatl said seemingly calmly, but his tone revealed an anger that was difficult to suppress.

Hermione patted Koyaltelle's shoulder, knowing that she had been persecuted by goblins before.

"Ah..." The little witch sighed, "The long-standing division and prejudice in the wizarding world cannot be changed overnight. At least this is a chance for us to understand some of the truth about the goblin race."

"So we have to act tougher." Owen raised his voice, "Unlike last time, when we were seeking cooperation, this time they are begging us for help. Maybe we can get some benefits?"

"Gold Galleons?" Hermione said dimly.

"That's the least valuable thing." Owen rejected it outright. It was really crazy to ask for money in a printing factory. It would require electronic plates, letterpress printing machines, acid-free paper and color-changing ink!

"The goblins have been passed down for thousands of years, so there must be a lot of good things. We can take whatever we like when the time comes."

As he spoke, curses were suddenly heard in the tavern.

Several French wizards uttered a few insulting words.

Then, a sharp and short voice sounded behind them.

"Are you that Rozier?"

Everyone turned around and saw a goblin in a suit.

He had long nails and pointed ears, and when he looked up at everyone his eyes were full of arrogance and disgust.