Welcome to the World of Magic

To Wentworth, Rosier's words were nothing short of a bolt from the blue!

Imprisoned? Imprisoned where? It went without saying—Azkaban, of course! Break into Azkaban? While he was curious about everything in the wizarding world, he had absolutely zero interest in Dementors!

Yet, Wentworth knew he couldn't refuse so bluntly; at the very least, he couldn't let these people, who were far more Machiavellian than any Death Eater, grow dissatisfied with him.

After a moment of silence, Wentworth said cautiously:

"Grandmother Rosier, rest assured, it won't be long before I enter openly and aboveboard, rather than sneaking in like this!"

Wentworth's original intention was to tell Rosier that once he graduated and began working for the Ministry of Magic, he could use his official position to enter Azkaban legitimately.

But to Rosier, it carried an entirely different meaning.

Rosier struggled to contain her excitement, the corners of her mouth even twitching.

"Excellent, Wentworth, you are right. When have we ever acted like thieves in the night! We Acolytes are no mere rats scurrying through the streets! One day, we will make the wizarding world remember us again, and I believe that day is not far off!"

With that, Rosier turned and left, and the elderly followers behind her nodded excitedly, following in her footsteps as they departed Wentworth's residence.

Only Wentworth remained standing at the door, feeling utterly bewildered.

Did they misunderstand me? Oh well, I'll deal with that later!

Soon, Wentworth cast the matter to the back of his mind, happily beginning to fantasize about the future of the wizarding world.

"Right, I need to plan carefully. Life after entering Hogwarts—I'm here to experience the magic, so I'll leave saving the world to the main cast! I need to set a plan; from the very beginning, I must..."

Just as Wentworth was mapping out his future, Rosier and the others, having returned to their own quarters, clearly found it difficult to sleep that night.

A group of them sat in a circle, with Rosier at the head. Her gaze swept over everyone present before she spoke slowly:

"What happened tonight must spread across the world as quickly as possible! Ever since our Master fell for Dumbledore's trap and chose self-imprisonment, many of our people have remained in deep slumber."

"Now, it is time to awaken them and tell them that the new master of the Acolytes has appeared—and he, too, is a Grindelwald!"

From beside Rosier, someone spoke up in response:

"Rosier, what if they are unwilling to be awakened? You know, after all these years, some have had their edges worn away by time!"

"Then, we shall take back everything the Master bestowed upon them in his stead! Although the Master may not care, those things will be very helpful to Wentworth!"

As she spoke, Rosier pulled a pendant from her robes. Within the triangular frame, a circle was trapped, with a vertical line running through the center.

Rosier wore the pendant around her neck, stood up, and declared:

"For the Greater Good!"

Early the next morning, Wentworth, still deep in his dreams, was startled awake by a knocking at the door.

When Wentworth opened the door while yawning, Rosier strode into his residence, followed by a floating array of bags and parcels. Most were clothes, but Wentworth also spotted a variety of cosmetic supplies.

Just as Wentworth was feeling puzzled, Rosier turned and said:

"Today, I will teach you your first lesson: Elegance! Magic may fade with time, but elegance never does!"

Wentworth stared blankly at the mountain of clothes floating behind Rosier.

When Wentworth appeared at the Leaky Cauldron with his blonde hair swept back, fair skin, and a high-collared trench coat, the noisy pub fell silent in an instant.

"Wow, I haven't seen such a handsome young man in a long time. He has ninety percent of the charm I had in my youth!"

When Rosier led Wentworth to the bar, Tom, the proprietor of the Leaky Cauldron, said to Wentworth with a touch of exaggeration.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. Your own charm remains as it ever was, like the eternal morning star."

Wentworth replied with a smile, neither servile nor overbearing.

Beside him, Rosier watched Wentworth's movements and gave a subtle nod; clearly, she was quite satisfied with his performance.

Tom, the proprietor, looked on in surprise. He hadn't expected this young man, whom he was meeting for the first time, to show no trace of nervousness, but rather such maturity and grace. He asked:

"Young man, first time meeting? A new student at Hogwarts?"

Wentworth nodded with a smile, and Tom wore an expression that said, I knew it.

Under Tom's guidance, Rosier and Wentworth passed through the bar of the Leaky Cauldron and arrived at a small, walled courtyard. Rosier took out her wand and tapped the wall three times; every brick in the wall began to tremble.

"Welcome to the world of magic!"

As Wentworth strolled through the streets of Diagon Alley under Rosier's guidance, his eyes widened at the dazzling array of goods in the shop windows.

"Where are we going first, Grandmother Rosier?"

Wentworth asked, his eyes fixed on a broomstick in a nearby window.

"Now? We are going to withdraw some money, of course! Remember to take plenty; it's all property of your Grindelwald family anyway. You're about to start at Hogwarts, and the thought of it makes me anxious—take more money, it's better to be prepared!"

When Rosier led Wentworth into Gringotts, their distinguished air quickly drew the attention of many goblins. Soon, several of the nearest goblins swarmed over, chattering as they asked what business the two wished to conduct.

But Rosier had no intention of paying these young goblins any mind. She led Wentworth straight to the counter at the very back of Gringotts, where a wrinkled goblin sat, looking up at them.

"And what may I do for you today, two esteemed guests?"

The goblin looked Wentworth and Rosier up and down before asking.

"We wish to go to Vault 714!"

When Rosier mentioned 714, the old goblin's previously clouded eyes instantly brightened.

"714? I remember this vault, I have always remembered it. So, the heir of that family has returned? This is truly news that will shock the wizarding world!"

"Then, come with me! I hope you haven't made a mistake, or I shall have made this trip for nothing. You must know, Vault 714 is bound by bloodline inheritance."