Professor Merino was quickly taken away and taken to the infirmary. Professor Harlenius grabbed those students and scolded them like a grandson, and the president of the student council suffered with him, and it seemed that he couldn't stop for a while.

It's really scary for a good old man to get angry.

"Professor Malfoy." Professor Danlin walked over to Ranko and whispered for details.

"I don't know the source of the corpse poison, but in the school, the only place where you can come into contact with the corpse poison in a short period of time is ......" He didn't say it all, Professor Dan Lin understood what he was talking about.

Both of them spoke in low voices, things about Grindelwald are not suitable for publicity, if you can cover them to death, try to cover them to death, several professors have such a consciousness.

Grindelwald's hand? Ranco shook his head in his heart, he could be sure that all the Yin corpses had been disposed of, and there were no traces of black magic left on the third floor of the library.

So how Professor Merino was poisoned by the corpse, it is estimated that only he knows.

"If the poison is not deep, I may not be aware of it, and if the poison gets into my brain, even if I drink the potion in time, it will have an effect."

"Well, I'll take care of the follow-up, Professor Malfoy."

"Okay." Subsequently, the two discussed Grindelwald for a while, one was unknown and the other had a ghost, deliberately taking the rhythm, until finally there was no discussion about the reason, Professor Danlin had to leave first to see what else was wrong with Professor Merino.

The wizard named Cyrus Plivan, who attacked Professor Merino with a spell, was taken away by Professor Danlin himself, and the other Quidditch varsity players left like beasts.

No matter what they wanted to do, they can't do it now.

"What's going on?" Professor Harlenius rubbed the corners of his forehead, his head throbbing.

"Hey Malfoy, let me slow down with a bottle of potion." Ranko took a potion of blue and starry light from his pocket and gave it to him.

After drinking the potion in one gulp, Professor Haronnius was still a little unsatisfied, and he was just about to ask what it was, when he saw Ranko with a smile on his face and said, "Chenghui, one hundred and sixty gold Galleons." Professor Harlenius almost missed throwing the vial in Professor Malfoy's face.

Oh, this damn Malfoy! - There was nothing urgent, and Ranko wasn't going to be bored in the classroom or the North Tower, he was going to go around and relax.

Professor Harlenius returned to the North Tower to catch up on sleep, and the other students were also concerned, at least not discussing the matter in the presence of the professor.

Walking out of the cafeteria, Ranko walked in the direction of the school's main entrance. Durmstrang said that students are forbidden to leave the school without permission, but if they are around the school, as long as they are within the scope of the school's will, they can still go and see it.

Dimmerst School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Lang is located on the largest island in the Norwegian archipelago of Svalbard, Spitsbergen, and is the capital of the archipelago.

At the same time, the only two Muggle cities on the same island, Longyn and New Ålsund, with only 30 people, are the closest cities in the world to the North Pole, only 1,300 kilometers away.

Spitsbergen is the 36th largest island in the world, 60% of the land is covered by glaciers, and coal mining is the main source of income for Muggles.

The wilderness of the island is home to polar bears, whales, seals, a large number of nesting seabirds, and land mammals such as arctic foxes and reindeer.

Legend has it that Newton's Peak is inhabited by iceberg spirits, but it is not known whether this legend is accurate or not.

Across the island, there are more than a dozen wizards living in seclusion except for Muggle City and Durmstran, and the rest are no-man's-land.

In the wizarding world, the entire island of Spitsbergen is under the influence of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and wizards who want to live here must not only go through the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, but also need to inform Durmstrang, otherwise it is very likely that something will happen to them during the regular cleaning of the school.

Of course, the students of the school are not allowed to go to Langyiner City during the school period, but they can still go out of the school gate to visit the surrounding rivers and mountains.

The rugged mountains, mountains and the scenery on the verge of the North Pole are set against each other, and any screenshot of the extreme natural scenery can be used as a wallpaper, but this layer of unchanged scenery is not so attractive to Durmstrang students who are tired of watching it.

But in the end, they can still go out for activities, except for some elective courses in the school on Saturdays, these two days are the only two days for students who don't need to care about school rules and relatively free time, so many students will ride broomsticks out of the school gate to walk around, even if those places are almost all for them, there is nothing new.

Today was an accident, though. When Ranko arrived at the school gate, he saw several tall wizards wearing heavy equipment and holding brooms with expressions of helplessness and irritability at the school gate.

"Damn, Pliven is eating so slowly, I want to wait for him early in the morning-"

"Isn't there a Quidditch pitch on campus? Specifically run out to get frozen? If Lao Tzu becomes the captain, sooner or later he will throw this brain-dead out! "When you get closer, you can hear someone swearing.

It was also a seventh-year wizard, and Ranko remembered that his name was Jeffrey Milton. Next to him were two wizards, a man and a woman, Mr. Schunezel Miles in the sixth grade, and Miss Kitty Donner in the fifth grade.

Except for the scolding Mr. Jeffrey Milton, the other two were calm, but there was also a hint of impatience between their eyebrows.

After all, whose time is not time? But today may have disappointed them a little.

"It's possible that Captain Pliven has something to do, wait." The only woman in the room whispered a sigh of relief, and none of the three noticed that they were quietly approaching Professor Malfoy, until a voice sounded that made the two men in the room feel a stirring voice, and they did not react.

"Professor!" Year 1 Mr. Schunezel Miles and Year 5 Miss Kitty Donner were shocked to see the blonde boy standing beside them at some point, and then subconsciously pulled out their wands.

There was only one left, Jeffrey Milton, who had been scolding before, looked at the two around him suspiciously,

"Why are you reacting so much? Who is this little ghost? The first-grade ......" Before he finished speaking, he was sentenced by the two junior juniors next to him

"Shut up!"

"Say no more!" Interrupted the next 'cast'. He choked, a little dazed. What, what's the situation?

Professor Malfoy snorted, motioning for the two students who had barely blown up to put down their wands.

"Didn't you get noticed? The school is under martial law these days and you can't leave the school gate. ”

"Martial law?" Seeing that there were indeed no terrible dark magic creatures around, the two sixth- and fifth-grade wizards eased the nerves that were tense subconsciously.

It was much stronger than a refreshing potion, and the moment they saw the Dark Arts Professor, they suddenly felt that their ears and eyes were clear, and the irritability that was faintly surrounding them suddenly vanished.

"What? Martial law?! Before his juniors could react, Jeffrey Milton barely rushed into the face of the Dark Arts Professor with a brisk walk.

His eyes were full of anger, and he roared like a cow, and stood back.

"When?! Lao Tzu doesn't know anything! Lan Ke's face did not change, ignoring the saliva that came out of the other party's words: "It should be a notice not long ago, and the announcement should have been sent." "Half an hour ago, to be exact.

After it was determined that the earthquake was caused by the will of the school, Professor Dan Lin 'discussed' with Principal Karkaroff overnight, and the principal's office issued a public notice to temporarily lock down the school for a period of time to prevent accidents.

After all, Karkaroff is the headmaster on the surface, and it is better for him to do this kind of thing...... Although Karkaroff will definitely raise his hands and feet in favor, he may also suggest that Professor Danlin should be fully controlled, and no one should be allowed to leave the school.

He was so scared that he would be shocked at the slightest disturbance, for fear that the Death Eaters would blow his dog's head with the banner of 'Long live Voldemort'.

So I'm going to be 12 percent concerned about it. No, I didn't give a few people a chance to wait for a long time, and two students who were also wearing Quidditch armor came running.

"Ma, Professor Malfoy?" At the sight of Ranko, the flesh on the faces of the two students suddenly trembled, and they looked around vigilantly, as if they wanted to take their wands.

Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration? Ranko was helpless, he felt like he hadn't done anything.

"Good morning, Mr. Jordan Holman and Mr. Walda Moss." After nodding his head to the two new students, Ranko ignored the students.

He walked up to the blue-black gate, pushed open a gap under the watchful eyes of several students, and walked out of it.

Just heard that the school was going to be closed, the trio who had been waiting for a long time: "......" just wanted to say that the school was closed, and the captain was arrested and could only disband, and the duo could only be disbanded: "......" phew, damn privilege!

Letting the school will, Ranko walked out of the majestic gate and saw a wide plain that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Although it was not snowing now, the sky was overcast and not too bright, and the wind was blowing a little stinging on the face.

The weather in Northern Europe is like this, and no one knows when the blizzard will fall.

"Alright, come out." So what's next for the event? Let him think about it, well, the school will say that there seem to be traces of phoenixes around here.

Why don't you catch that phoenix first, and compare it to Oreo when it 'rebirths'?

Ranko looked around and didn't find a phoenix, but saw a lot of wild animals. The wild animals don't run when they see Ranko, they are slow as if they are walking, they are not afraid of living people at all, they look at Ranko as if they are standing and walking, with little flesh and very strange clothes.

Ranco ignored the wild animals, took a broom out of his pocket, tossed it in his hand, and stuffed it back into his pocket with some disgust.

"How many years ago has it been to sweep the Samsung...... "Oh, he forgot, he hasn't updated his broom reserves since he woke up.

After all, I don't play Quidditch, and I bought this thing purely for the sake of collecting. The words of the current version of the son are...... Halo 2000?

Or is it a rocket crossbow? Well, go back and call the teacup to buy two handfuls and burn them and play with them. Now let's fly on your own.

Wait, it's not right either. Ranko thought for a moment, and shouted in his heart the will of the school, asking her to unravel the school's phantom transfer stop spell on him.

The school's will is also very refreshing, perhaps because of the reason for understanding a big problem, it didn't take a few seconds for Ranko to feel the invisible restraint on his body lessen a lot.

Sure enough, it's easy to do things in front of acquaintances. Ranko chuckled and looked around, and when he saw that no one was watching, and there was no magic watching, he suddenly disappeared in place.

Phantom Migration is quite practical, and it can almost be said to be a must-have magic for killing people and fighting monsters. But whether it's Hogwarts or Durmstrand, the magic in the castle is very unfriendly to phantom migration, which makes it a bit difficult for him to travel.

Relieved of the restraints on his body, Ranko chose a hill he had seen from the carriage for the first time, and the phantom moved over.

It was a long way from Durmstrang's gates to where his apparition had moved, and that was far beyond what the school's will could envelop.

The power of that surveillance has also reached its weakest point. Kacha Katsa – Standing on the top of a high mountain, Ranko stretched out his arms, a crisp rattle on his joints.

He took out his wand, cut a flat platform on the top of the mountain, and used plastic magic to make sure that he was safe and comfortable, and then put down his wand and took out a box with the resurrection stone from his pocket.

At the top of the mountain peak seven or eight hundred meters high, overlooking below, everything is like ants, except for white, which is white.

The temperature here is extremely low, and Ranko shook the wizard robe on his body, and the ancient magic script embroidered with gold thread on the inside is slowly releasing the temperature to resist the invasion of the cold air from the outside world.

"Although this body is frozen and cannot freeze to death, the temperature that is too cold will still make people feel uncomfortable." With a muttering in his heart, Ranko took out the school roster from his pocket again.

The roster has a disconnected connection to the school, and even if it is far enough away from the school, that power will radiate through the connection.

Similarly, upon entering the third floor of the library, which had been completely severed, the will of the school was brought in by Ranko through this connection.

He didn't plan to let the school will know about this for the time being, so he simply took out the roster and used magic to temporarily cut off the connection before stuffing it back into his pocket.

"It's a lot safer." Opening the wooden box with his wand, Ranko sat on the edge of the platform he had carved out with the box in his arms, and at his feet was a hundred meters in the air.

"Resurrection Stone ......" This time Ranko didn't use the dragonskin gloves to stop contact, he pinched the black stone in the box, and felt the familiar, spiritual erosion power.

"Occlumency, the Occlumency Technique, can effectively isolate the Resurrection Stone's receptive thoughts."

"Record." A piece of brown paper and an automatic quill floated from his pocket and floated at Ranko's side.