Durmstrang's ship led the little wizards a long way, past one headland after another, until they saw the land slowly approaching. Behind them the sun, which was so rare at this time of the season in Northern Europe, made all the headlands of the place visible, and soon they were following its coastline. Alan knew, from his observations of the stars the night before, that their approximate position was near the coast of Scandinavia.
Suddenly, a dark fog appeared on the surface of the sunlit sea. Demstrand's ship plunged into it. After a while, when they broke through the fog, they saw a large domed building in the distance. The weather here was even colder than outside the fog. Frost covered the helmet-like dome, and the air in the cabin seemed to have frozen. The young wizards did not have time to check the ship's bow. Cosby urged them to pack up and change into their winter clothes.
When the little wizards got off the ship, they all hid themselves in their coats. It was too cold. Luna didn't know if it was because she was afraid of the cold or because Xenophilus spoiled his daughter too much, but her winter coat was a size bigger than her body. Her whole body was wrapped up, and only a little bit of her face was exposed. Luna looked very petite.
Malfoy, dressed in clothes personally custom-made by Madam Morkin of Diagon Alley, was still as arrogant as ever. He led his new follower, Zabini, to remind the others to maintain their composure and to represent the Hogwarts. This was indeed necessary, because when Allen followed Cosby and led the exchange students into the promenade against the flow of people, he found that he had passed by many youths in fur cloaks and blood-red robes who were staring at him. It seemed that the entire Durmstrang had been mobilized.
When they entered a corridor, they were greeted with cheers and sparse applause. From the cold looks in their eyes, Allen felt that they were celebrating the fact that they did not have to wait outside in the cold.
Not far away stood a middle-aged man of about fifty years old. He was stout and composed, partly because of his fine Siberian brown bear coat, his clean shirt, his neatly combed hair, and his jewels, but more because of his pretentious air.
The middle-aged man, who claimed to be Carson Monte, reluctantly received Cosby after making the most basic self-introduction. He led Cosby all the way down the steps of the corridor.
"Someone will show you around later. For now, you'd better stick close." The middle-aged man cleared the snow with his feet and groped his way up the stairs. "I have classes later. I don't have much time to take care of you guests," he muttered.
When they arrived at an auditorium and sat down, they found that although it was not as beautifully decorated as Hogwarts, the Nordic style made the furniture look simple and crude, it was much larger than Hogwarts. It had more space, and Demstrand's table could accommodate more wizards. If it were not for the magically lit flames, the hall would have felt much colder.
Then, a wizard with short white hair and a goatee on his thin chin led a group of wizards in front of them. They were Igor Kakarov, the headmaster of Demstrand Magic Academy, and his subordinates that Family Harris had placed in Demstrand Magic Academy. Kakarov welcomed them with his unique mellow and sweet voice. Compared to when he was a referee in the Goblet of Fire, his teeth were still yellow, but his cold and sharp eyes could not hide his fatigue and worry.
Carson Monte only ate a few mouthfuls of food out of courtesy before leaving the hall with the excuse that he had classes to attend. Noticing Allen's gaze, Kakarov bowed and whispered to Allen, "Master, the man who just left is the vice-headmaster, Carson Monte. His family has been dissatisfied with my actions last year and has been secretly opposing us. In order to prevent them from playing any tricks during the exchange, I had no choice but to let Monte be in charge of the reception and your safety. Something unfortunate just happened to his family, and he is likely to blame it on you and make things difficult for you." Then, as if to show his loyalty, he quickly explained, "But don't worry, master. I have prepared a separate room for you. Tonight, my colleagues from Family Harris and I will officially host a proper welcome dinner for you."
"You don't have to do that. I have my own plans." Allen shook his head and rejected Kakarov's suggestion. Although Kakarov didn't understand why Allen rejected him, he didn't dare to ask. He looked at the umbrella team behind Allen and mistakenly thought that these elite wizards were here to strengthen the security of Demstrand. This made Kakarov, who had been worried about the return of Lord Voldemort, let out a sigh of relief.
?? After lunch, the wizards of Demstrand had already returned to their respective classrooms. As for Allen and the others, Vice-Headmaster Carson Monte arranged for Bruck Hernandez, one of the Warriors of the Wizard Tournament, to show them around the campus.
Ever since the Wizard Tournament, Bruck, who had been saved by Allen several times, admired Allen from the bottom of his heart. He obviously attached great importance to this reception. His dark brown hair had just been trimmed, and his almond-shaped green eyes were filled with joy.
During the tour, they noticed that there was a symbol of the Deathly Hallows engraved on one of the walls. Bruck noticed Allen's gaze and enthusiastically leaned over and introduced, "In the year 1894, Gellert Grindelwald began to study at Demstrand Academy. Although our school advocates black magic, Grindelwald's black magic experiments were still too dangerous for the students. After a period of time, other than the headmaster at the time, everyone felt that they could no longer turn a blind eye to his experiments, so he was expelled from the school. Before he was expelled, he engraved the symbol of the Deathly Hallows on one of the walls of the school. This symbol was still there even after he was defeated many years ago. "
Allen was a little overwhelmed by his enthusiasm and quietly took a few steps back. He noticed the color of Bruck's pupils and thought to himself, "If Bruck's hair was red and long, he would definitely be liked by Snape when he came to Hogwarts."
"Every year, there are some students who copy Grindelwald's symbol on their textbooks and clothes. They want to use it to scare others and make themselves look great. But the descendants who lost their loved ones because of Grindelwald 'taught them a lesson'."
Luna struggled to take out the two necklaces she was wearing from her collar. She pulled out the necklaces with the cork of the beer bottle and the cork of the two potions. She took out the necklaces that were exactly the same as the symbol that Grindelwald left on the wall. "This symbol represents the three Deathly Hallows made by the God of Death. It doesn't belong to Grindelwald."
Glancing at the necklaces, Bruck pursed his lips and said, "To us, it represents his personal symbol. I think it's better if you put it away."
After a brief tour, in the eyes of the exchange students, Demstrand's castle was not as tall and majestic as the Hogwarts. The main castle was only four stories high, and there were not many decorations on the outer walls. The style of the outer walls was rougher, but also more practical and sturdy. The climate in the academy was even colder than the climate in Scandinavia. It was so cold that only the flames that had been enchanted could burn for a long time here. However, compared to the Hogwarts, Demstrand's castle was much more spacious.
There was a mountain lake behind the castle, and some dark, ghostly ships were docked there. The ship that Allen and the others came on was also among them. Although there was no forbidden forest like the Hogwarts where all kinds of mystical animals lived, it was said that there was a dragon farm nearby that mainly raised Norway Ridgeback dragons. There were also many mystical animals that lived in the lake and the nearby sea.
After the tour, Bruck brought the exchange students to their dormitory. "Your names and the room number are on the door. I wish you all a good night's sleep." He then distributed some keys to the young wizards.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and stared at the remaining keys. After a while, he looked up at Allen and said, "Allen, don't be fooled by my score in the Goblet of Fire. My grades in the academy are actually quite good. I was given a single room as a reward. Let me exchange rooms with you."
"Thank you, Bruck. But it's okay. Please go back to your classes. After all, you're about to graduate. I heard that the last year's exams are quite difficult." Allen waved his hand at Bruck, letting him leave with an apologetic look on his face.
Allen, Luna, and the other members of the Umbrella Team did not inform the other exchange students who were in the midst of settling their luggage. They finally went down to a place that was almost like a cellar. There were no windows or sunlight, and the only source of light was the candles on the wall.
There were a few rooms here, and one of them seemed to be sealed by magic. The eaves of the door were blown up, and the floor was covered in rubble. One could see the traces of black magic at a glance.
After Allen followed the door sign to find his room, Long Eye opened the door and the scenery inside the room was panoramic. The nine simple and dirty canvas beds were very clean compared to the cobwebs and dust in the room. It was obvious that they had only recently moved into this room that had been abandoned for a long time. There were two or three wooden chairs, a soapbox, and a small round stove. Although the stove was blazing, the room was still unbearably cold.
?? "This is an insult to Family Harris! I saw that there are clearly many good rooms above, but they want to squeeze all of us in here. Master Allen, please wait. I'll go talk to the vice-principal. "Wolf Mother angrily kicked a wooden chair into pieces.
"Restore as before." Allen casually waved his hand and repaired the chair. He clapped his hands and moved it to his feet. Then, he sat on it. "Don't be so agitated. Don't worry."
Although Wolf Mother was angry, she did not make a fuss. She waited for Allen's instructions.
"Luna, use your camera to take a picture of all this. Then, go upstairs and take a few pictures of the empty rooms and the exchange students' rooms," Allen turned his head and said gently to Luna.
Luna seemed to nod, but hidden in the thick fur coat, she obviously could not make this movement show. However, from the way she struggled to take out her camera and began to take pictures, Allen was finally sure that she had heard him.
"Please clean this place up first," Allen ordered the other members of the team when he saw the doctor and Four Eyes following Luna upstairs.
Wolf Mother heard the order and said, "Master Allen, you don't have to live in …"
Her words were interrupted by Allen's hand gesture. Wolf Mother calmed herself down. Her arm trembled in anger as she waved her wand and chanted the spell to clean up. The result was unexpected. The cleaning spell did not work. Everything was motionless.
Allen immediately guessed the cellar and its former owner.
"The end of all curses." This time, he took out his wand and waved it. "Whirlwind Cleanse."
A black fog appeared out of thin air and rose up and exploded. Dust, cobwebs, and excess water vapor jumped out from every gap. They docilely lined up and slipped to the corner to reassemble the old wooden pieces and pieces of cloth.
"I just asked you to clean up the room. I didn't ask you to start arranging the luggage." Allen raised his hand to stop Fatty who was about to enter with the luggage. "Wait for me here for a while. Take care of Luna."
The open space of Demstrand's castle was deserted because of the class. Allen glanced around with his hands behind his back and finally found a bald wizard dressed as a professor passing by.
"Professor, please wait a moment." Allen stopped him.
The bald wizard looked at Allen's outfit and was a little surprised. "Ah, are you an exchange student from the Hogwarts? Can't find your way back to the dormitory? "
Allen nodded politely. "Yes. So, may I ask where Demstrand's duel class is?"
"Didn't you ask about the dormitory? Let's go to the duel school … "
"I see. Thank you, Professor Bezdgerov."
Before the bald wizard could finish his words, Roland nodded and turned to leave in the direction of the duel class.
Bewildered, the bald wizard also turned to leave. "Well, did I introduce myself just now?"
Ten minutes later, Allen was standing in front of the duel class. Thinking of the wall just now, he retracted his hand and reached into his collar to take out the necklace with the Mark of Death that Luna had given him. After knocking three times, he pushed the door open without waiting for a response.
"Vice-principal Monte, I'm here to negotiate."
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