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Chapter 270 Hello, Durmstrang
But this is just a thought, after all, Ian has already made a decision.

This letter is also a sign of respect for him. Dumbledore does not think that Ian can't find Grindelwald, but he still chooses to write to himself. This is actually an attitude.

The old palm tightly grasped the chair quill on the table, and wrote a word in the blank space of the paper: 'Durmstrang! '

After finishing writing, Dumbledore put down his quill and leaned back on the large chair.

"Fox, please."

"Chirp~" Fox next to him heard it and flew over quickly. He sensed Dumbledore's bad mood very early and stood on the table and gently rubbed Dumbledore's shoulder with his long and narrow beak.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Feeling Fox's comfort, Dumbledore gave a rare explanation.

"Give him to Ian for me. I believe in him, just as he once believed in me."

……

Ian couldn't wait to open the letter after receiving it.

"Sure enough, I should have thought of it earlier..."

Durmstrang is one of the three most prestigious schools in Europe. Anyone with vision and ambition will not ignore the influence of a magic school.

There are only these 11 magic schools in the world, and what they bring is not just a false name, but real power and a steady stream of new troops. To some extent, they are similar to military schools.

Egypt is an example. As long as there is a local magic school, they will not be bullied to death by Gringotts.

Putting away the reply, Ian turned and walked towards the stairs. He wanted to tell Hermione that his plans had changed in the afternoon and that he could not accompany her to Diagon Alley.

third floor.

After Hermione returned to the bedroom, she sat alone on the bed in a daze. As for choosing clothes with great interest just now, she had long forgotten them.

The purpose of choosing clothes is to look good for someone.Now that the root cause is wrong, she can no longer arouse any interest.

He reached out and picked up Crookshanks next to him, and while combing his hair, he thought about the past.

"I'm really useless."

Hermione murmured to herself, her expression a little frustrated. She found that she had no ability to help Ian at all.

"How could it be useless? Your presence is where my heart belongs."

Ian walked to the door and happened to hear Hermione muttering to herself, so he blurted it out without thinking.

Hermione, on the other hand, did not feel embarrassed at all after being overheard, and instead asked questions openly.

"Am I meant to be like Crookshanks? You know, I don't want that."

"How can it be the same?" As he spoke, he sat next to Hermione, and the spacious single bed instantly became crowded.

"Crookshanks is passive comfort, and You is active adoption. You know, without you, I would have to stay alone in the candy store during the summer vacation, talking to those cockroaches all day long."

Hermione also reacted now. Ian's mood had recovered at this time. He was not as anxious and irritable as before. She was smart and quickly thought of the reason.

"So, the matter is resolved? Principal Dumbledore wrote you a reply?"

Faced with Hermione's question, he did not hide anything, "Yes, the principal responded to the letter. But the matter has not been resolved. I need to see another person."

Hearing this, Hermione knew the purpose of Ian's coming up and spoke first.

"Then go ahead. I'm not a kid who needs company. After I finish shopping in the afternoon, I'll even go to your candy store to check the account."

After hearing this, Ian nodded, knowing very well that the current relationship between them no longer requires those insignificant sensationalisms.

"Well, be careful. If you need anything, call Ella. The house elves will sometimes help you a lot."

...Northern Europe.

The specific location of Durmstrang is not mentioned in the original book, so Ian can only determine the location based on Dumbledore's sign.

The northernmost point of Europe, in the northern Baltic Sea, is a small island in the Gulf of Bothnia, halfway between Finland and Sweden.

Due to the special location, Durmstrang does not really belong to any country, and its enrollment range is all over Europe, and it has even enrolled students from as far away as Bulgaria.

Due to the summer vacation, Durmstrang, like other magic schools, became cold and quiet.

"boom!"

There was a soft sound, which was the shattering sound of space after the Apparition.

Ian looked at the most mysterious magic school in the original book. Whether it was its scale, its history, or the famous wizards it had trained, Durmstrang was not inferior to Hogwarts.

Of course, Beauxbatons in France is also excellent. The famous Nicol Flamel is a graduate of Beauxbatons. These three magic schools in Europe really have their own merits.

Closer to home.

Facing the closed door of Durmstrang, Ian was also a little hesitant.Of course, a door couldn't stop him, but he came here to seek help, not to cause trouble.

It is very rude to enter the school without invitation.This was also the reason why he disapparated and only landed outside the gate of Durmstrang.

"Squeak!"

Just as he was hesitating whether to use his wand to send out distress fireworks, Durmstrang's closed door slowly opened.

A witch with white hair and a strong body walked out of it. Her breathing and walking were full of decisiveness and determination.

At this moment, Ian pictured Professor McGonagall in his mind. Comparing the two, he found that the witch in front of him actually had an aura that was not weaker than Professor McGonagall.

Soon, the other party walked up to him.

"Ian Titus? I am Vida Rozier, the deputy principal of Durmstrang. Mr. Principal invites you to his office."

Ian looked at the witch in front of him, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. It seemed that nothing could scare her, and only when the principal was mentioned, a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

He was not surprised at all by Grindelwald's invitation.

As I said before, HP is ultimately an extraordinary world, and the source code of the extraordinary world is the law of the jungle, and the rules are just a game for those who make the rules.

"Please follow me!" Vader nodded upon hearing this, turned around and walked in front to lead the way.

He followed Vader into the castle. There were no fancy stairs like Hogwarts, nor were there those verbose portraits on the walls. It was more like a true 'wizard' college, solemn, solemn, and silent.

After ten minutes.

The witch who had been walking in front of him stopped in front of a door, knocked on the door gently, and then turned around and left.

Ian opened the door and walked in without any hesitation. At the same time, he looked at the surrounding furnishings. This place was simpler than Dumbledore's office.

Grindelwald was standing behind the large table at the moment, and he was also looking at the young man in front of him. Although he had already seen him once in Hogsmeade, this did not affect his curiosity.

At the age of 16, they possess the strength that they have spent their entire lives achieving.

Therefore, even if the other person is not yet an adult, he still shows corresponding respect.

"This should be our first official meeting. On behalf of Durmstrang, I welcome you."

Ian is still a little unfamiliar with Grindelwald. The reason is that he has no interest in the Fantastic Beasts movie series. However, this unfamiliarity does not include the other person's pursuits and ideas. The unfamiliarity is limited to his personality, hobbies and past experiences.

　The plot is a bit slow, but some things still need to be foreshadowed, so Xiaodi tries his best to write 200 more per chapter to stay before the charging threshold. This is considered a negligible compensation.Thank you all for your support and subscription.

　　
　
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