Anton loved the atmosphere at school. Here, he could happily drift through an ocean of magical knowledge.
Sometimes he had wondered whether, given his abilities, he really needed to stay at school and attend classes every day.
But when he thought about it carefully, he realized he didn't seem to have anywhere else to go.
Fudge had once told him that if he wanted to join the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, his status and credentials would put him at the top in an instant. Every one of the Ministry's most confidential files would be opened to him.
They contained the brilliant results of thousands of years of research in the Wizarding World, including many top-tier magical records unavailable to the outside world.
The complete manufacturing techniques for the Knight Bus were one example.
But those records weren't there for anyone to take at will. Even the Order of Merlin, the Department of Mysteries' predecessor, couldn't use its connections to get access to them.
The key was the Ministry's extremely strict framework of Contract Magic for maintaining confidentiality.
This institutional framework had been established when the Ministry was founded three hundred years ago. Even Dumbledore couldn't get around it.
Anton didn't like the life of an Unspeakable. He wasn't interested.
Besides, Old Voldy had already gifted him a One Ring. He only had to wait for the American Magical Congress to build the Wisdom Library, and all its records would be open to him.
Though the American Magical Congress lay on the fringes of the Wizarding World, outside Europe's center of influence, years of keeping a low profile while building its strength had allowed it to scour almost all the ancient magical records from Mesopotamia.
Tsk~
Sometimes Anton wondered if Old Voldy was dangling the Wisdom Library