The time to meet the Sami people was quickly arranged, but before departure, Ning An had unexpected problems.

The rain that had been raining for a few days had stopped, the dark clouds were still in the sky and refused to disperse, but it did not rain, and the grass outside the castle was still filled with the smell of rain-washed grass.

Ning An got up very early this day, the window was gray, and he could see the phantom of the big boat in the lake, but he couldn't see the top of the mountain in the distance, he slept in the principal's room on weekdays, and specially prepared a comfortable velvet bed for himself, and when he got up, he used magic to put it away, and it was not too troublesome.

After washing, along the torch-lit corridor, stepping on the hard stone floor, from the fourth floor all the way down, to the lobby on the first floor, the others at the long table had already begun to eat, Ning An was still the latest to get up.

I must have spent too much time washing up, I got up early, and it wasn't dawn outside.

Ning An silently hypnotized himself, sat straight to the dining table, took a few pieces of buns at random, poured fist-sized meatballs with sauce on his plate, and ate them in small bites, he also saw on the table the leftover fried pork chops and lamb stewed cabbage from last night, it seems that Durmstrang still has a fine tradition of frugality.

"What time did we have an appointment with the Sámi?"

Ning An used a knife to cut the meatballs into small pieces, and asked Pani, who was busy and couldn't even take care of eating, and was sorting out documents at the table? Starr.

"In the morning, the Sami will be waiting for us in the villages and towns of Helmunsk."

Pani replied without raising his head, grabbing a piece of bread from the bread basket with his left hand and stuffing it into his mouth, and holding a quill in his right hand to write and draw in the notebook in front of him, his eyes fixed on him.

Ning An looked up curiously, and found that it seemed to be all about the enrollment matters, enrollment plans, and course arrangements for the next semester.

If he is asked to do this kind of thing, I don't know how much headache it will be, but fortunately, there are helpers like Parney and Crouch, who seem to have a unique talent for paperwork and arrangement, plus Linus, Nils, and Adrian can all help, and the work arrangement for the next semester seems to be in order.

At least Pani never told him that something would go wrong, although there were occasional verbal complaints, such as "I'm too tired, too busy, can I not let Samantha dangle in front of him every day and disturb my work" - which Ning An generally thinks went smoothly.

A little while, Jason? Ludwig will also come to help, and when he finishes dealing with his work in the German Ministry of Magic, he will officially join Durmstrang and become the professor of Durmstrang in the next semester, and then Ning An will have more available manpower around him, Leohard, Jung, Fabian, after all, they will still be busy with the affairs of the ministry, and Durmstrang will open up for German wizards who have no place to enter the school before next semester, and there are still a lot of publicity or contact things to deal with, and the daily work of the German Ministry of Magic is very busy, and Nass in Norway? Lee, Nils? Abel, these idle people can't compare.

"Igor, you and I should go this time."

Ning An turned his gaze to Karkaroff, who was sitting on the bench on his left, eating salmon fillets slowly, and when he heard Ning An's words, he raised his head in some panic.

"But......" he said with a slight reluctance, his goatee twitching, "I...... Can't leave the castle ......."

"I'll go with you!" Samantha slammed the knife and fork on the table, stood up and said sharply, "Even if such a coward goes out, he will only disgrace his master——"

Karkarov's face was ugly, he was so ridiculed by a junior, he had a very bad face, especially Samantha always looked at him unpleasantly for some reason, mocked him repeatedly, ridiculed him, and said many things that made him unable to get off the stage.

But this time he was pushing Ning An's request, Karkaroff didn't dare to anger Ning An, although he was not Ning An's subordinate, but firstly, he took refuge in Ning An in order to avoid the Death Eaters, and secondly, these days of getting along can be regarded as seeing Ning An's power, and he dare not anger him.

Of course, the clever Karkaroff knew that Ning'an's power was not necessarily inferior to that of the Death Eaters, and perhaps Ning'an was stronger than the Death Eaters who were greatly injured.

So he just glared at Samantha fiercely and didn't say anything more.

Who knew that Samantha didn't back down either, she also stared at Karkaroff and snorted disdainfully, "Coward-"

"Alright."

Ning An stopped Samantha and rubbed his forehead in annoyance, he asked Karkaroff to accompany him because he needed a wizard who knew the Sami people, and there was no one here who knew more about the situation than Karkaroff, who had been here for at least ten years.

Walter sat next to Samantha, and he reached out and pulled her, and Samantha sat down stupidly, and it seemed that such a plot had to be played out every day at mealtime, and everyone was about to get used to it.

"Igor—" Ning An put down the knife and looked up at him,

"If you're worried about the Death Eaters, I don't think that's a problem at all, they won't be eyeing you so quickly, and no one knows you're still in Durmstrang for the time being, so you can put on a little makeup and cover up this time."

Karkarov's face was very embarrassed, and he pulled the fork in his hand meaninglessly, plucked it back and forth on the plate without making a sound, and his dry lips stuck out his tongue and pursed it again and again, looking very reluctant.

"I'm not asking you, Igor—"

Ning An's voice lowered an octave, and the auditorium seemed to be cold all of a sudden, and several people at the table stopped what they were doing.

Pani stopped looking at the papers, and the brothers Linus and Nils put down the bread in their hands and glanced coldly at Karkaroff, Crouch remained silent, but also raised his head and set his eyes on him.

Samantha stood up directly from the stool, happily holding her wand in her hand, licking her lips as if if she would give Karkaroff a never-ending spell as soon as Ning An said another word.

This time Walter didn't pull him, he was still sitting in his seat, his ugly, twisted and scarred face, looking gloomily at Karkaroff, not as arrogant as Samantha, but more cold and heartless.

Karkaroff looked down at the table, a cold sweat sliding down his forehead down the side of his face and down his neck, squeezing cold, forcing his cold hair to stand upside down.

He felt as if he was being targeted by dozens of poisonous snakes at once, and he understood that Ning An was not joking with him, and if he tried to refuse again, he might not have the opportunity to act according to his own will like this in the future.

He believed that more than one person in the room could master the Imperius Curse, and that Samantha, who was eager to jump next to him, was imprisoned in Azkaban for using the Unforgivable Curse, as Karkaroff was clear.

"I'll go......" Karkaroff said in a mellow and pleasant voice, "of course I'll go with you, I'm not worried about the Death Eaters, haha...... I mean, who would worry about them...... No, I mean...... I'm just joking......"

"Well, I understand, Igor."

Ning An picked up the dinner knife again, cut a small piece of meatball, gently put it in his mouth, looked at Karkaroff, and the smile returned to his face, "Whether you worry about it or not, a hooded cloak is still needed......"

"Master—please take me with you—"

Samantha didn't sit back obediently, but turned to face Ning An, and excitedly pleaded on the other side of the table:

"Please take me—"

Ning An frowned and thought about it, it seems that staying in the castle every day is really a bit boring, Samantha's character may really be suffocated, he looked at the pitiful face that was no different from a beautiful girl, and hurriedly turned his head.

While silently reciting that I am not glass, I am not glass, he took a big bite of bread, lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Well, if you want to follow, you can come, but you have to disguise yourself," the Ministry of Magic is still wanted by them, the escaped prisoners of Azkaban, even if this is Northern Europe, it is not good to swagger around.

Ning An thought of this, and looked at Walter again, he was still silently drinking the cereal porridge in the bowl without saying a word.

"Walter, come along."

Thinking of the same experience as Samantha, Ning An felt that Walter was just as boring during this time, and with his character, he would not ask for anything from himself, even if he felt bored, he would probably only bear it silently, so he simply invited them together, and took the two of them out of this cold castle and went out for a walk.

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After breakfast, the group simply cleaned up and set off, Ning An was still wearing a dark red robe with Durmstrand's school crest printed on it, and the other three were wearing low-key black hooded robes, and their entire faces were hidden in the pitch-black hats.

Using the Phantom Shift to Hermansk is of course the quickest way, but the anti-Phantom Shifting spell is arranged within the scope of the castle, which is naturally not allowed, although Ning An can exercise a little "privilege" that belongs to the principal, but he has no way to take three people to Phantom Shift at the same time, and there is no need to do so.

The four of them walked through the grassland, the cold wind blew the robes "cold", and their feet stepped on the grass that was still stained with raindrops, leaving a shallow path, but it didn't take long for the grass that had been trampled to get up again and return to its original state.

The dark clouds overhead never dispersed, the sky was high, but only a faint glimmer of light shone through the clouds and shone on the ground, and the few men walked for a long time until they finally crossed the meadow and came to a wood, and Samantha was still muttering, "We should come here on a broomstick, it will be much faster, this is a big field."

Ning An had already taken out his wand, held it to his chest, and said to Karkarov:

"I'll take Samantha, Igor, you take Walter."

Karkaroff nodded, and silently walked over to Walter, the two of them had not learned apparition when they were at Hogwarts, so they had to be manifested by Ning An and Karkaroff with their retinue.

There was a shrill pop, and Karkaroff grabbed Walter and disappeared.

"Let's go too."

Ning An glanced at Samantha, turned her head awkwardly, and pressed his shoulder unnaturally, the blonde Samantha was not inferior in beauty compared to girls like Daphne and Hermione, it seemed that she had not taken care of her hair during Azkaban, and it was even left to shoulder length, so that Ning An didn't even dare to hold his hand and move her shape.

"Lord...... Master...... I'll definitely learn this magic soon......"

Samantha's face was full of unwillingness and chagrin, as if she was worried that she would be classified as useless by Ning An because of this.

"Ah...... Not...... It's okay, just learn slowly. Ning An coughed lightly twice, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down, if the entourage was separated or other accidents occurred when they appeared, it was definitely not a joke.

Skimming aside some chaotic thoughts, he stretched out his wand out of thin air, and with a sharp explosion, the two disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When he opened his eyes again, Ning An had already appeared outside a deserted village, this village called Hermansk was the closest village to Durmstran, but unfortunately it was not a village where wizards lived, but Muggle villages, of course, there seemed to be one or two wizards living here, but Ning An was not familiar with them, he had only been here once some time ago.

Along the muddy dirt road washed by the heavy rain, the four of them walked along the avenue to the village, the smoke curled up, there were no pedestrians on the street, several shops were closed, and in the wooden hut, the owner seemed to have not woken up from his sleep.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and it was slow to let the world return to the embrace of light, but in the polar day, such a dim day may be what people longed for, so that they could enjoy the comfort of sleeping in the dark again.

Walking briskly through most of the street, Karkaroff tugged at the sleeve of Ning An's clothes, and the four of them stopped.

"Look-" Karkarov, who was in his hood, seemed to be pouting in front of him, and Ning An couldn't see his face, only a few times his head moved.

Looking over, there were several tall figures standing on the side of the road in front of me, they were not people, they seemed to be some kind of animal, they were very tall, with horns on their heads, and they were multitude with forks, and they were complex like branches spreading and climbing.

"The Sami have been domesticating deer for a long time." Karkaroff whispered to Ning An, and Ning An reacted at this time, it turned out that they were several reindeer.

As the four of them went a little further, they finally saw that they were four grey-white reindeer, with long horns on their heads and many branches, broad hooves, light and smooth fur, with reins on their bodies, pulling a strange carriage, which was parked in front of the only lighted building in the village, which seemed to be a tavern.

It seems that the Sami people should be inside, Ning An thought, but it is strange that there are no Muggles out to watch such a strange deer cart, maybe the Sami people used some method.