I thought that the disappearance of teacher Defence Against the Dark Arts on the first day was already the start of a world-famous tragedy. Who knew that little Hogwarts actually had a master?
Yesterday, the evil Acolytes of Grindelwald was spoken, and the Aurora was the righteous Auror descendant of the bad woman. Now, Ian was directly shocked!
"My Hogwarts career really doesn't need to be so exciting!" Ian got up and rushed to the bathroom to wash his face, still unable to recover from today's daily news.
William followed William into the bathroom with a face full of panic. He just stood behind Ian, confused, and the voice coming out of his mouth was a cry of grievance, "Really, Ian, you must save me. My father didn't say anything, but my mother has given my room to my brother to sleep in."
William's words are getting more and more outrageous.
"Isn't your mother a Muggle?" Ian remembers introducing herself in the dormitory at the beginning of school. William's mother should just be a Muggle who is responsible for taking care of everything at home.
How is it possible to go crazy with an extreme wizard?
"My mother's name is Selma Goering."
He saw that Ian had no reaction.
He continued.
"Anyway, I really didn't lie to you. My mother hid in the wizarding world because of the decline of her family. She was able to control my father because his personality was really extreme."
"She once chopped off my father's hand three times."
The crying sound in the little green-haired boy's voice was very obvious.
"If I hadn't joined you, my family would have definitely beaten me to death. In my grandfather's words last night, they would have treated me like a waste who couldn't seize opportunities."
"Even if the owl rode on Flying Broomstick, it wouldn't be able to bring you the news so quickly." Ian began to brush his teeth speechlessly, and William, who was standing behind him in the mirror, showed a bitter look.
"I have my grandfather's alchemy tool at home. It's a small box... I always thought it was Germany Auror's communicator." William said and ran back to his bed and took a small gadget into the bathroom. Ian originally wanted to close the door with his foot, but unexpectedly William, who was running so fast, squeezed in through the gap.
"I want to pee."
Ian's mouth was still spitting bubbles. The mint oral cleanser he bought at Hogsmeade Village was much better than the toothpaste he brought from the Muggle world.
In some aspects, the wizarding world seems to be very backward, as if it has not followed the pace of development of the times, but there are also some areas that the Muggle world may not be able to achieve even in a few decades.
Everyone has their own strengths.
"It's okay if you do what you want. Mine is much smaller than yours." William didn't know when he made the secret observation. He was currently focused on showing off his alchemy communicator.
It was a palm-sized thing similar to a pill box. After William fiddled with it for some unknown reason, he could create some lines by flicking the small pills inside.
The lines will slowly disappear soon after they appear.
"What is this?" Ian didn't dare to gamble on his roommate's moral integrity. He felt that he could hold it in for a while longer. The gadget William brought over indeed attracted his attention.
[Ancient Alchemy(Level 1 76/100]
It's not that he hasn't been studying Teacher Mara's Alchemy teachings, but the systematic knowledge he is learning now is obviously different from the technology used in the small box William.
"Transfer message password?"
Ian could only speak half-thinkingly and half-guessing. When he saw this little alchemy creation that looked like a spy, his eyes towards William started to look weird.
I'm afraid the composition of this family is a little complicated!
As expected.
William nodded, "Yes, I always thought this was the standard configuration of Germany Auror, an auxiliary tool that can be used to contact companions when performing tasks."
"My dad works at Britain Ministry of Magic, and he doesn't have this thing... When I was a kid, I was still wondering why the equipment of Germany Auror was so much ahead of ours Britain."
It is easy to see from William's mournful expression that this is obviously not the standard equipment of Aurors. He did not say it clearly, but Ian has already understood what he meant.
"Your grandfather was actually a Acolytes of Grindelwald spy?" Ian asked tentatively. William, who was crowded in the bathroom, widened his eyes and actually corrected Ian's wording.
"Shouldn't we call ourselves the glorious Acolytes? Acolytes of Grindelwald is too easy for people to misunderstand." This guy is really not thin-skinned.
The name Acolytes of Grindelwald was clearly the one he was the first to say yesterday.
"I'm not Acolytes." Ian's words made William's eyes widen a bit again, and he became a little panicked. He grabbed Ian's arm and began to plead.
"Don't lie to me. You are so familiar with Lord Young Grindelwald. You must be the new Acolytes who has been trained since childhood. You will be the right-hand man to assist Lord Young Grindelwald in the future."
"My grandfather said you will be the core of power." William wrapped himself in the quilt and turned into a ball last night. It seemed that he had been secretly communicating with his family all night.
He screamed like an adult very smoothly.
There does seem to be something in the genes passed down from our ancestors.
"I remember you said last night, didn't your family tell you how bad Grindelwald is?" Ian couldn't pull his arm out no matter how hard he was grabbed by William.
"Yeah, he told me the story of Grindelwald when I was a kid. I thought it was a fable and a warning. However, the truth is that they were reminiscing about their glorious days."
William looked like he had lost all his outlook on life and had no hope for life. The blow he received seemed to be quite big indeed. After all, the "they" in the words had already explained who was the outlier in the family.
"I don't think you are suitable to be Acolytes..." Ian patted William on the shoulder very sincerely. Born in such a family, you can actually develop the "correct" three views before today.
This is not talent, what is talent!
"No, I want to be Acolytes. I almost didn't sleep all night last night." He seemed to be afraid that Ian would think he was not strong enough, so he eagerly added some information about his family background.
"Although my father works as Auror at Ministry of Magic, he always secretly informs those people at Knockturn Alley."
"My mother told me last night, telling me not to have any psychological pressure, because they are not righteous people. I used to wonder why my family suddenly had the money to buy me a wand."
William lowered his voice for fear of being heard by Michael outside.
Good guy!
This family is really keen on being spies!
Even though you have fallen to this point, you still have to create the conditions to become a spy even if you don't have the conditions?
"You didn't find out about the situation in your home until last night? Also, couldn't your grandfather recommend you?" Ian seemed to have gotten to know his roommate again.
"Originally, they thought I had the potential to become the first good person in the family, but then they heard about you last night and no longer planned to let me be the first good person in the family."
"My grandfather was indeed a spy serving Acolytes..."
William hesitated for a moment, then said with an extremely difficult expression.
"But due to some lack of magical attainments, he did not really join the Acolytes queue as he wished, so now he is counting on me to complete his lifelong pursuit..."
He is still a die-hard fan who has no status and just uses his love to generate electricity? It is hard to imagine how crazy the wizards over Europe were in those years.
"I will try to write you a letter of recommendation, but I'm not sure if it will be useful. I'm really not a new generation Acolytes. Aurora and I are just like-minded friends."
"I think she doesn't seem to want to develop anything new Acolytes."
After Ian finished speaking, he pushed William out of the bathroom.
Snap.
He closed the bathroom door.
"Thank you, Ian, your recommendation letter will definitely be useful!" William seemed to be still standing at the door of the bathroom, with an excited tone, as if his whole person had regained his energy.
Separated by a door.
The sound seemed to be very close at hand.
William is still grateful.
Ian I can't pee...
(End of chapter)