Jon didn't know what kind of discussions and arrangements took place between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.
But now they certainly have no reason to refuse to go to Durmstrang. Whether it is a visit or something else, under the leadership of the witch named Vader, Jon and the others were taken away by the Phantom Escape respectively.
The shape disappeared on this coast.
Soon, they appeared by a large lake surrounded by mountains.
This is a place where the cold wind is howling, and the temperature has definitely dropped to below zero, but the lake has not frozen, and there are several dark black ships slightly smaller than the Hogwarts docked on the shore.
The sails of these ships all depict the official double-headed eagle and deer head emblems, which are obviously the property of this northernmost magic school in Europe.
"Your ship will be brought here later. Come on, follow me into the castle. The school has specially prepared a dinner for you tonight."
The witch whose full name should actually be Vader Rosier said to the Hogwarts students who were stopping by the lake.
Jon took the lead and followed her, walking towards the dark castle not far from the mountain lake.
Hermione frowned slightly, and she obviously showed some uneasiness. She walked quickly to Jon's side, lowered her voice, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"I have seen some introductions to Durmstrang in books in the library. It said that this school excludes students of mixed race..."
Jon is naturally aware of such things, he said softly.
"Hogwarts Castle used to treat students of all origins equally. The rules can be changed. What kind of changes are made depends on the thoughts of the person who controls the rules."
His words eased some of Hermione's doubts, but her previous experiences had made this smart girl much more alert. She believed in Jon's judgment, but would not let down her guard.
The group of people soon arrived at the castle.
Compared with Hogwarts Castle, Durmstrang Castle is obviously much smaller. From the outside, it is only four stories high. The black stone walls are covered with a lot of unmelted white snow. Under the howling cold wind,
, showing an ancient desolation.
Jon knew a little bit about Durmstrang's history.
This magic school was founded by the great Bulgarian witch Nerida Volkanova.
However, none of the wizards who founded the magic school had a good ending. Not long after Nerida founded Durmstrang, she died mysteriously. No one has yet investigated the cause of her death.
The person who then truly established the style of this school was its second principal, Harfan Mount.
Mount established Durmstrang's reputation for dueling and various forms of martial arts, which is why the school is so open to the dark arts.
Compared with the academic research atmosphere of a normal magic school, Durmstrang's teachers and students are keen on wizard duels and magic spells with powerful attack power.
And such spells are more or less related to black magic.
But opening up to black magic is by no means equated with black wizards. No matter who is the principal of Durmstrang, they will not tolerate some students who behave badly and are crazy about the research of black magic. This has led to
It is also the school that expels the most students every year among the three magic schools in Europe.
Rozier took Jon and his party, plus the two ghosts of Nick and Gabriel, into the Durmstrang Castle.
They were greeted at the entrance hall of the castle by two wizards also wearing blood-red robes. When one of the Hogwarts students saw his face, everyone could not help but be stunned.
That was the person Jon had been using Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be, the Transfiguration Professor named "Spence Johnson".
After Jon saw the real Johnson, his expression was a little weird. He originally thought that the identity he was pretending to be did not exist, but Dumbledore and Grindelwald jointly released a smoke bomb. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true.
There is someone else.
Facing the strange looks from Jon and others, the genuine Professor Johnson behaved much more cordially.
Probably because he is also British, he always has a gentle smile on his face when he sees the students at Hogwarts.
He looks very rough in person, with a thick beard and a big belly. He looks a bit like a normal-sized Hagrid.
"Welcome to Durmstrang."
Next to him was a tall, thin, middle-aged wizard with a cold face. It could be heard that the welcome he expressed in unfamiliar English was not perfunctory, but it did not make people feel much festive.
"The principal really shouldn't have asked you to come over. You should have roasted the yin energy emanating from your body by the fireplace." Johnson complained, while showing a kind smile to Jon and the others, "I'm glad you can
Come here as guests, children."
The students at Hogwarts politely thanked him, and then followed the three Professor Durmstrang into the castle, which was much warmer inside than outside.
There was a long red carpet on the floor leading from the foyer to the corridor, and some Nordic-style murals were hung on the surrounding walls. Knights in full armor, holding lances and tightening their reins, jumped from the ship, holding up a notched
There are pirates shouting with their axes, and beautiful girls wearing white gauze skirts and wreaths on their heads...
The students of Hogwarts looked curiously at the surrounding furnishings. Most of them had been on the Hogwarts carriage since they entered school and had never been to the real magic school castle.
Even Hermione and the others, who had stayed in Hogwarts Castle for more than a year, were full of curiosity about their surroundings. They were not qualified to walk in corridors like this in the previous "school", and they were also curious about the real world.
I am very confused about what a normal little wizard goes to school like.
As they gradually entered the castle, they finally saw Durmstrang's students.
It seemed like it was time after class. From time to time, students about their age would come out of the classroom, holding books and parchment, talking and laughing.
Under normal circumstances, they don't seem to wear Durmstrang's characteristic blood-red robes, but their clothes are not ostentatious. When they walked out of the classroom, many students had already seen Jon and the others.
There was curiosity in their eyes.
But after seeing the cold-faced Rozier, a group of students who had the courage to come up and strike up a conversation all avoided him with sullen expressions. It was obvious that this witch held a lot of awe in the hearts of these students.