The Admiral of Hogwarts

“Has Grindelwald gone mad?” Unyielding looked at the huge cave in front of him, located below the sea around the volcanic island, with shock written all over her face. “Why did that group of Wizard Supremacists build a town in this place back then?”

“I'm not sure if that person is crazy or not, but I can confirm that this place has been operating for quite some time.” Saint George said, using the powerful searchlight on her ship gear to illuminate a wall of a house. “Otherwise, they wouldn't be growing flowers here.”

Unyielding heard this and looked at the place Saint George was illuminating, only to see a small raised flower bed on the stone wall, with some withered and blackened plant remains on top.

“What do you think those Wizard Supremacists used so much manpower and resources to build such a town here for?”

The mark at the entrance already clearly indicated the identity of the builders of this place, but Hugo, who saw everything simultaneously, simply couldn't imagine what the significance was of building such a complex structure in this place far from the mainland.

“There are many possibilities.” Enterprise said from the side, “Although I firmly oppose Grindelwald's racist ideas, it is undeniable that he is a genius. And it is actually very difficult for us to guess what a genius wants to do.”

“However, I think we will soon know what this place is for, because Saint George and the other two have already begun further reconnaissance.”

Hearing Enterprise say this, Hugo immediately connected his consciousness to Saint George's perspective through the Admiral Network, only to see Saint George and Unyielding choose a house by the road, open the door, and walk in.

The doors here were made of steel plates, but they were not locked. With the creaking sound of the hinges that had not been maintained for a long time, the two ship girls saw everything in the room clearly.

This room was very small, looking like a rectangular area of 3m × 4m. On the wall of the room, there was a bronze oil lamp and several cabinets against the wall.

The farthest place from the room was a bed, and at the head of the bed was the only locked box in the room. This box looked like a 1 × 1 × 1 cube wooden box, and the box was inlaid with shiny, shallowly embossed brass sheets around it.

“A silver plate, a silver bowl, a set of silver cutlery—” After gently twisting open the lock, Unyielding took out the various treasures previously hidden in the box with interest.

“Basically, they are all daily necessities, but there are also some things that can highlight the user's identity.” After taking out a pile of things from the box and spreading them on the bed, the two began to count these things.

“For example, this silver cauldron shows that the owner here should be a potion maker.” Unyielding pointed to the small silver pot the size of a soccer ball and said, “Because only professionals would use this expensive equipment.”

“How do you know that this person didn't just have too much money to burn?” Saint George asked, looking at the silver cauldron, “As far as I know, if the school rules didn't allow it, Slytherin's Malfoy would definitely buy a golden cauldron.”

“Because the various daily necessities we just found in this room are very simple.” Unyielding pointed to the pile of sundries on the bed and said, “So the only explanation is that the other party is a professional in this area.”

“But why would someone with the talent to make potions suddenly hide in this kind of place like a groundhog?” Saint George asked with some confusion.

“Think about Snape's precious materials that could fill a room, why would someone with this ability want to be on this desolate island in the North Sea?”

“You're asking me, who am I going to ask? This is, after all, a relic from half a century ago.” Unyielding shrugged her shoulders slightly unladylike.

“However, I think that if we can carefully inspect this place, we should be able to find the answer to the question.”

After making a decision, Unyielding and Saint George followed the stone road in the center of the cave and inspected all the rooms on both sides of the road.

During this process, several destroyer ship girls also took turns going down into the cave to help Saint George and the others carry out the search work.

Through the items found in the rooms, Hugo and the others confirmed that the rooms on both sides of the road were all residential areas. And among the people living there, in addition to some armed personnel, were all potion makers or alchemists.

“This is very likely Grindelwald's logistics base back then.” Looking at the investigation conclusion, Hugo recalled the records about this period of history he had seen in the library.

“The wizarding war that swept across the entire Western world lasted for decades, and naturally consumed a lot of items. Therefore, it is very reasonable for Grindelwald's side to have a secret logistics base—”

Just as Hugo was analyzing, Saint George and the others also came to the end of this cave. What appeared in front of them were two piles of huge corpses dressed in armor.

“Armed giants from Grindelwald's side.” Saint George said after looking at the badge on the armor. “It looks like they should have died in their positions in an instant, it should be the effect of the Killing Curse.”

In the middle of these two giant corpses was a black anti-rust treated bronze gate, and after pushing open the gate, what appeared in the ship girls' eyes was a circular hall with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

Like the outside, the surrounding circle of the hall was also various buildings, except that the doors of the buildings were also marked with bronze signs with names such as “Department of Magical Law Enforcement,” “Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes,” and “Muggle Control Department.”

“What is this, an official magical institution belonging to Grindelwald?” Warspite, who had just entered here, raised her eyebrows and said, looking at the words on these bronze signs.

“It should be, and it also shows his ambition to control the entire world in his hands back then.” Saint George looked at these signs with a slightly disgusted expression.

“Don't forget, only the Ministry of Magic is called a Department, these subordinate institutions are only Divisions.”

Similar to the previous rooms, these rooms also maintained their previous operating state. And in these rooms, the ship girls found a large number of documents.

These documents included the magical forces in various regions, the distribution of various magic-related minerals, and a large amount of information about certain wizards, etc.

Although the passage of more than half a century has rendered many of the materials useless, the remaining materials are still very valuable to Hugo and the others.

“These materials alone are worth this trip, these materials are even more valuable than all the wealth of several pure-blood families combined.”

Warspite said to Saint George next to her while stuffing these files into her ship gear space. “After mastering these materials, we will have enough confidence to carry out the next step of expansion.”

“Ah—”

Saint George opened her mouth and was just about to say something when the Eskimo, who had been sent to the next room to inspect another room, suddenly screamed.

“What happened?” Hearing the scream, the ship girls scattered in several rooms immediately put down their work and rushed to the room where the scream came from.

“Corpses, there are massive amounts of corpses here.” The Eskimo, looking somewhat unsightly, pointed to the door in front of him and said, “As soon as I opened the door, I saw at least ten skeletal corpses in the room.”