Coming out of the castle, Ranko went back to the North Tower to get something.

When it was quiet outside, Professor Malfoy walked slowly to the window of his room and pulled out a bronze mirror the size of a palm from his pocket.

In the corner of the mirror is carved a beautiful and delicate face, with a human face and bird wings, and the lower part is a long tail with clear scales.

When she saw Shi Lanko, the woman squeaked very dissatisfied, obviously haunted by what had happened before.

"Okay, I haven't said anything yet."

Let him take pictures of his beauty for so many years, but he didn't find a problem.

The woman, who had a fishtail and wings on her back, trembled on her shoulders and didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

The corners of Professor Malfoy's mouth twitched, his fingers touched the magic mirror that played with his little temperament, and he sighed in his heart, but his face gradually became serious:

"Now is not the time for you to be willful."

With that, he stopped caring about the wayward Arkroides Magic Mirror, allowing it to float in mid-air, and turned to pick up the bottle from the tripod on his left.

After a while, the banshee in the mirror twisted and turned her head. She bared her sharp teeth, as if she wanted to cry first, lamenting the unfairness of fate, the master's oppression of labor in spite of the laborer's protection agreement, or something.

When she saw her master holding a porcelain vase and looking at her, as if asking her "what else is wrong", the banshee gathered her teeth and quieted down, and then the whole magic mirror began to shrink, until the diameter of a monocle that a child could wear.

Without saying a word, Ranko reached for the Arcroydes Magic Glass, which was the size of a monocle, and placed it right in front of his left eye.

After doing this, the window in the room suddenly opened, and the snow outside the window poured into the room at once, and Ranco climbed out of the window with a light figure, and the window closed immediately.

In the falling wind and snow, Ranko's body was different from the student's bloody wizard robe, the slightly darker wizard robe fluttered violently against the wind, and the blood-like school emblem behind him exuded a scarlet light, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow-white world.

[Illusion Spell], [Flight].

Before he could use his wand, his body fell down for a while against the laws of physics before suddenly flying, landing quickly, accurately, safely, and smoothly.

After his left eye with the magic mirror looked around and found nothing unusual, Professor Malfoy walked in the direction of the library.

At this point, the librarian, Mrs. Taya Borino, has rested. Naturally, there are places to rest in the library, but when the library closes, the guards will naturally change to the medieval armor of the castles, and many spells that are not activated during opening hours will also be activated.

If a student tries to use the cloak to find something at this time, I am afraid that before they have taken two steps inside, they will be caught and locked up for several months.

Professor Malfoy walked briskly, and as he approached the door of the library, he looked at the closed wand in front of him, and naturally dropped from his cuff, and pointed to the stone door in front of him, and quickly chanted a spell, and the door silently opened a gap just enough for one person to pass through.

Very simple.

Although this is just an appetizer.

Professor Malfoy shook himself and disappeared in front of the door, which closed shortly after.

"After spending so much time in the library, I've finally gained something in addition to magic."

Entering the first floor of the library, before Ranko could light up to dispel the darkness in the library, a strong wind swept overhead.

He didn't move, and a sharp, clay-like sword came to a steady stop about two centimeters above his head.

[Fluorescent flashing].

The tip of the staff scattered a light that was not dazzling, and a pair of medieval armor with a sword raised in front of him was motionless, and under the light of the fluorescent flicker spell, the surface of the sword and armor reflected a cold silver light, which was extremely fierce.

He didn't come in as an intruder today, though.

Calmly glancing at the armored brother who didn't know how many of his 'compatriots' had been blown to pieces by him, Ranko walked around it, and then saw several other armor pairs not far away looking at him, the helmets flashing with scarlet light, but they didn't rush over.

Even the school will of 'school is my home' acquiesced in his entry here, and these armor of the school's minions, as school caretakers, would naturally not be difficult for him to be an ordinary professor.

Briefly bypassing the guards of these armors, and bypassing a few trigger-type spells through observation, Ranko walked to the second floor very quickly.

This floor is a forbidden book area.

"It looks very quiet."

The second floor is smaller than the first floor, and although there is no difference in area between the upper and lower parts of the library from the outside, the interior of the library has been subjected to a traceless stretching spell, and the exterior does not measure the exact size of the interior space.

Pulling out the ring he had borrowed from Miss Gustafsson, Ranko scanned the surrounding walls for the entrance to the third floor.

There was a door on the second floor of the library that could be seen, leading to the third floor, but there was nothing behind that door, which was confirmed by the will of the school.

Since there was nothing behind the superficial door, it was only possible that the door was just a façade, and the real door was hidden.

"It's hidden deeply, and it may have the effect of a 'portkey'. Otherwise, I would have discovered it a long time ago, and I wouldn't need a magic mirror to assist my eyes. ”

The eyes that can look directly at the school's will and see through the essence of magic are even more powerful under the auxiliary left of the Arcroydes Magic Mirror, and those things that are deliberately hidden with spells are soon exposed.

But with such a use, his eyes will soon be overwhelmed.

Now it is not as good as before, his body has returned to the age of ten for various reasons, and his eyes cannot bear the burden of strengthening the penetration effect for too long, and naturally he cannot make the most of his golden finger without restraint as before.

Although this golden finger is easy to use, it must also be able to use it.

Without the help of the magic mirror, his eyes could only see through the superficial magic and the weak concealment spells, and there was nothing he could do in the face of things that were heavily protected by high-powered spells.

It was an area that was not yet accessible to the Dark Arts Healing, and at least for now, there was no way he could change it without harming himself.

"...... here?"

Adhering to the idea of a quick solution, after a quick look at the familiar second floor of the library, he happened to be wrapped in a thick cloud of black gas, in front of the wall shaped like a door.

Determining its position, he took a white feather out of his pocket and threw it back, the tip of the feather sticking straight into the hard stone wall before withdrawing his hand.

Before opening the door, Ranko observed for a moment, and only after making sure that there was no trap on it did he use the ring to touch the black gas.

There is a ruby inlay, the shape is ancient, and you can see that the valuable ring seems to have turned on a switch when it touches the black gas, and the originally solidified black instantly spreads around.

Ranko narrowed his eyes, didn't move, and let it wrap itself.

The mermaid on the magic mirror of Akroyindes, which had shrunk several times, swam on the water-like mirror, setting off waves.

The wand in his hand moved slightly, and after a while, the surrounding black qi regained calm, but as far as he could see, there were no more shadows of those bookshelves and books around.

Along with the feather from the eagle from before, it was gone.

Ranko's eyes narrowed.

"Leaving Durmstrang?"

He looked around and realized that he couldn't see through the darkness even with the Mirror of Arcroydes, so he attributed it to the darkness that had no real meaning.

Ranko thought for a moment, took out his roster from his pocket, and released the will of the school that he had brought with him.

As soon as the school's will appeared, the surrounding black trembled for a moment, as if the space was not stable.

This did not escape Professor Malfoy's eyes, either.

"What do you think?"

He asked the school will.

The school will feel it carefully, and at the same time determine Ranko's train of thought.

'Still in school, not in school.' ’

"This is what it means to be a space that is not part of the school management, but is above the boundaries of the school."

'Hmm. ’

The original third floor of the library was a lounge and reading room, and there was no forbidden area when the library was first built, until the second floor was divided into a forbidden area to store dangerous books.

It wasn't until the school discovered that Grindelwald had nearly killed other students with multiple attempts, and later found out that the 'genius' wizard was conducting a forbidden dark magic experiment and expelled him, that he found out that the third floor of the library was no longer accessible.

The door that originally led to the third floor of the library, even if you entered, it would not be long before you walked through the back passage and came out again.

At that time, the professor of dark arts, the headmaster didn't even see the fame, it was obviously a complex and advanced ancient magic.

It can also be said that Grindelwald, who is not yet an adult, has played the principal, the professors and the will of the school all over the place.

It's a shame to lose face.

The school will not say much, and the light on his body is gradually dimming.

In the realm of detachment from the concept of "school", the power of the school's will is rapidly weakening, even if this space is essentially the third floor of the library.

Grindelwald had completely stripped the third floor of the library from Durmstrang.

What a genius...... Professor Malfoy sighed.

Soon the school's will could not bear it anymore and retracted the roster in Ranko's hand.

'Onward. ’

She said.

Putting away the roster, Ranco took a few steps towards a dark place, and saw a blue-black stone door gradually clear in the darkness, and he also saw an abstract symbol carved on the stone door.

It is a symbol of a simple straight line, a simple triangle, and a simple circle superimposed on each other.

That's the sign of the Deathly Hallows.

Grindelwald carved the Deathly Hallows emblem on one of Durmstrang's walls, and in a sense, it became a Grindelwald calling card. ’

This is a passage that Ranko had stumbled upon in his memories of his past life that he had extracted from a meditation basin before.

It seems to be this wall.

Taking off the Arcro Yindes Magic Glasses used as monocles, Ranko rubbed his eyes, and after taking out a few drops of potion from his pocket to relieve some fatigue in his eyes, he put on his monocles again and looked at the magic on the stone door.

Unobscured and protected by spells, there is no need to use the Magic Mirror's power to enhance the piercing effect to observe. In Ranko's eyes, all magic has its own color and shape, and based on this phenomenon, he can quickly and accurately determine what spells and magic are, based on this phenomenon.

Obviously, except for certain things, such as the entrance to the third floor, and other things that need to be hidden, wizards do not have the habit of locking and concealing layers of protection every time they cast magic, and most magic is still very rough in their use of methods.

Even the Dark Lord was the same.

There is no need for high-intensity mantra penetration, which also greatly reduces the workload on the eyes.

Ranko quickly analyzed the magic attached to the door.

"If you don't open the door with a command, you'll be cursed."

Well, it's the Dark Lord.

Brother, I'm optimistic about you.

Ranko took a few seconds to admire the Dark Lord's masterpiece, and then stepped forward to crack it.

Dealing with dark magic and curses, the professor of dark arts says it's a good job.

"I'll see...... Durmstrang's preferred language is English, followed by Norwegian. ”

The first is the conventional method, give it a try first.

The spell on the door had three chances of trial and error, and Ranko directly tried the one he knew.

"food (for the greater good)."

Then the door opened.

It seems that Grindelwald's ideological consciousness has been very thorough since he was a student.

Ranco raised an eyebrow, and seeing that the curse had not been triggered, he walked straight into the blue-black door.

Inside the door is a long corridor that does not illuminate the panorama even if it is glowing with a spell.

Perhaps because there had been no magic insulation here for a long time, a cold wind was blowing from the darkness in the distance, and the temperature was visibly decreasing.

The wizard's robe was emblazoned with ancient magic words about temperature control, and Professor Malfoy was very comfortable signaling that he could tremble in the wind that he had been afraid to blow casually.

Anyway, I can't freeze him.

"Doesn't look like a three-story structure of the library, Grindelwald has been remodeled?"

'It should be. ’

The will of the school has shrunk into the roster to gather strength, ready to mark the school here and reintegrate it into the school map.

This is a killer feature in Ranko's hands, he has the will of the school, and if he encounters something wrong, he will directly throw the will of the school, which can also play a role.

After all, it is a magical life, and even if she can't use her full strength, there are still many places on her body that exceed the upper limit of wizards.

The fluorescent flicker could not illuminate the entire corridor, but Professor Malfoy did not rush forward, he raised his wand high, and found that there were many things on both sides of the corridor illuminated by the bright light.

In his eyes, both sides exuded a rich black.

In the light, countless black shadows instantly distorted into the ground, which was extremely terrifying.

Well?

With his wand pointed to the side, a male corpse dressed in a Muggle costume appeared in front of Professor Malfoy.

The corpse remained motionless in one position, the horror on its face unobstructed.

He seemed to be trying to reach for something above his head, but in the end he lost his life before he could reach anything, and he became like this.

That didn't frighten Professor Malfoy, who was interested in getting closer.

And under the light of the wand, the eyes of the corpse, who had been dead for an unknown amount of time, but were still intact, moved slightly.

Yin corpse.

A word lit up in Professor Malfoy's head, and he suddenly intensified the fluorescent flickering brightness and shone towards the sides of the corridor.

Everywhere the light went, as far as the eye could see, the sides of the corridor were crowded with well-preserved, living but motionless corpses.

Countless shadows on the ground swayed wildly, twisting and deforming.

Countless corpses seemed to turn their heads at this moment, or twisted or crazy, helpless or mournful eyes looked at Professor Malfoy motionlessly.