"In short, this matter cannot be made public for the time being." Professor Danlin looked at Ranko for a long time, then skipped him and looked at the two wizards who had fallen to the ground.

"Who are these two?"

"One is a pure-blood wizard who is not very well known in France, and the other is a side branch wizard of the Gustavson family." Well, two purebloods.

If this is announced, the two pure-blood families will lose face. Ranko said, "I've checked, and they have hidden spells...... I guess the group of saints thought that even if these people were discovered, as long as they managed to enter the school, whether they walked in or lay down, they could send out the school address through this magic. ”

"It's a pity...... "It's a pity, I don't know if to say that they underestimate the school's protective magic, or if they are arrogant enough to think that they can publish the school's location with the Marking Charm alone.

How many layers of cerebellum do you have to wrap around to come up with this? The school's protective magic fundamentally eliminates the alternation of internal and external information, and with the exception of a few extremely penetrating magics, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to transmit information through this turtle cover.

"But they have to try, and maybe there is an intention to mislead us." Professor Dan Lin said softly.

Misleading them is just a targeted test carried out by the advance force, who does not know the specifics of the school.

If it weren't for Ranko overhearing their conversation, and Professor Danlin's quick thinking, the two of them being able to connect things together, they might have just attributed this to the madness of the saints.

"Lately, Professor Malfoy, please keep an eye on those who aren't so, um......" She paused for a moment, "Not-so-normal students and professors......"

"Yes, Professor Danlin." Ranko nodded, ignoring Professor Danlin's unusual pause, "But before that, it's better to recheck it with name magic." "They can't say for sure how the 'traitor' got in, whether he used a polyjuice potion instead of a wizard, or whether he disguised himself as an animal through Agmanis, or whatever, it's unclear how he got in.

They didn't even know how many people were involved. Ranko flipped through Yolanda's memory, he was a dementor who could not be stopped by ordinary brain occlusion, as long as he wanted to, silently from the shallow to the deep, the process of reading the inner memory would not be discovered by any wizard with less strength than him.

In general, though, violence is simpler and more relaxed.

"From the point of view now, the living corpse may be a clue."

"Living corpses?" Professor Danlin saw Professor Malfoy take a stone from his pocket and put it on the table, and it didn't take long to analyze that it was a stone that had solidified the summoning charm.

"It looks like a French magic craft." Ranko fiddled with the stone: "The artisans over there are very fond of making small things that are 'unpretentious', and this stone is connected to Azkaban and can be used as a disposable portkey. ”

"Azkaban ......" United Kingdom. Professor Danlin looked down in thought. Azkaban belongs to a wizarding prison controlled by the British Ministry of Magic and is guarded by evil Dementors.

Azkaban cannot be apparitioned, and there is basically no way to enter and exit Azkaban except through a portkey from the Ministry of Magic, and is touted by the British Ministry of Magic as the safest and strongest wizarding prison in the world...... Summoning the stone of the living corpse of Azkabanne, transformed from a prisoner?

and the British Ministry of Magic again......

"It's not impossible to get into Azkaban." Ranko added, "The environment is special, it is made up entirely of prisoners and Dementors, and on weekdays, Dementors take on the duties of guards. Only when the Ministry of Magic sends in new prisoners, they will react differently than usual, such as not being able to attack Ministry wizards according to the agreement signed with the Ministry of Magic. "In other words, there are Saints in the Ministry of Magic, ah, maybe the Death Eaters are opening the back door to them.

The Death Eaters also wanted to enter Durmstrang, and Karkaroff's head was very popular with some of his former 'companions', which was very different from the Saints' purpose, but the result was the same.

That was to enter Durmstrang.

"Living corpses, Azkaban...... Professor Malfoy, what did you get from the library? Professor Dan Lin asked suddenly.

"What are you talking about, Professor?" Ranko looked up and smiled like a flower. He wasn't going to answer that question.

Although it's just speculation...... Professor Danlin saw that Professor Malfoy did not react, but she already had an answer in her heart.

Why would a living corpse be a clue? Where did the corpse poison in Professor Merino come from? Why is the school will so indulgent to him?

Professor Dan Lin lowered her eyes and quietly picked up the cup on the table. Ranko didn't have a look of weakness or embarrassment at all, and looked at Professor Danlin calmly.

This witch who is a little similar to that damn old man, ah no, that affable Professor Dumbledore, really turns her mind very fast, really.

But he doesn't hate smart people. Indulging his apparition through the will of the school, he said that 'the living corpse is the clue', which is reminiscent of Professor Merino's corpse poison, and the third floor of the library, when he discovered Grindelwald's secret laboratory, he was used to a slightly different way of moving and devoid of the desire to explore...... I guessed what he must have done.

With this intuition, Ranko felt that she was really condescending to be a vice principal in Durmstrang. But after all, this is everyone's own choice, and he has no interest in interfering.

"I want this kid, the dark arts course needs a teaching assistant, and he, as the senior of the students, should be able to take on this responsibility." Ranko pointed to Diongo Gustafsson, who was lying on the ground, and said.

"As for the others, please feel free to do so, Professor." Professor Danlin was not surprised, nodded and let Professor Malfoy take the people away.

Dongta regained his blame for the calm after Professor Malfoy's departure. It was a long time before Professor Danlin got up and left the East Tower with Yolanda, who was under the control of the Imperius Curse, and Thornles, who had fallen to the ground and was still drawing.

It wasn't until Professor Dan Lin had also left the East Tower that a thin figure stepped out of the wall door that had opened at some point.

With bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Kakaroff looked at the place where the two of them were sitting before, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, Death Eaters, Saints......" let Malfoy curse them. Karkaroff touched the letter that had been placed in his heart.

He made a move, using Durmstrang's connections to pressure the Norwegian Ministry of Magic and the International Wizengamot.

With permission to kill, Malfoy couldn't be with him here.

"None of them can be trusted, none of them can be trusted...... whether it is Professor Danlin, or Professor Malfoy, or this Durmstrang, everyone in this old castle.

No one can be trusted, and he has to make good use of every resource around him to get the damned, Death Eater saint out of this castle first.

"Maybe it's time for a new school rule." Karkaroff walked to his desk in his office, lifted his quill, and the madness in his eyes was undisguised.

"Let's, ah, let the students find the traitor hiding among them......" he wrote down the school's new rules.

- Leaving the East Tower, Ranko first went back to the North Tower, and saw that the two first-year Loli didn't do anything strange and planned to play by themselves.

"Hey, the days with a baby are so boring." Ranko sighed silently under Calulin's quizzical gaze.

"If nothing is important in the future, just trouble this Mr. Gustavsson." Ranco came over this time, and it was also to find another nanny for the two little girls.

In short, it's just a sentence: don't look for him if you have something, and don't look for him if you have nothing to do. Caroline: ......

"Gustavsson?" Caroline looked warily at the wizard who was obediently following Ranko, and realized that the other party was a raw face, and the vigilance in Calulin's eyes dissipated a little.

But she couldn't figure it out,

"Why?" Could it be that this wizard has something to do with her 'teacher'?

"Oh, because he's a tool man." Ranko responded casually,

"Tool people, naturally they have to look like tool people." For example, substitute teaching, raising a baby, and when appropriate, you have to make an experimental subject to observe him or something.

Caroline: ??? Caroline, who didn't understand her teacher's brain circuits, took Miss Stricker by the hand, and saw Mr. 'Tool Man' follow his teacher into the room, and I don't know why.

So, you have to say goodbye when you just meet?

"Miss Caroline, Miss Stricker." Teacups suddenly appeared behind the two of them. At Caroline's own request, it is no longer referred to as 'Miss Gustafsson', but by 'Miss Carulin', which is her own name.

"This is something that the master gave you." The teacup looked kindly at his master's first serious 'apprentice', bowed down and said, "Please be sure to read it today and tomorrow, if you don't understand, you can ask that Mr. Gustafsson later." Seeing that the table in the room was full of books at some point, and seeing the names of those books, she paused, and then shouted in disbelief: "Advanced Spells? Isn't this a fifth-grader?! ”

"Teacup, are you ......" She was just about to say if she was mistaken, but was gently interrupted by Teacup.

"No, Miss Caroline, these are books that the master has read since your age, and the master's original words are, 'Let Caroline read the books I read at that time, and check them tomorrow night,' so the teacup is not mistaken, nor does it mean that the master will be mistaken." Dogs, shit!

Caroline's eyes widened when she saw the books, and Livia Stricker on the side stammered a little: "Books? Look, read a book? At the beginning of the comparison, she was already able to clearly express her doubts.

Caroline, who had witnessed the change of Miss Stricker almost all the way, withdrew her stunned jaw, and when she saw that the teacup was gone, she walked silently and took the name from the top starter, that is, the height she was just able to get, and Caroline looked dish.

It's the history of magic that she hates the most. There are many familiar titles in the pile, but they are not what she should see at her age: "Standard Charms: Advanced", "History of Magic: The Development of Dark Magic", "Dexterity: How to Get Rid of a Wand", "A Few Suggestions for Phantom Migration", "Portkey Making", "Astrologer's Astrological Story", "Advanced Potions", ...... So what exactly did her master learn in first grade?

Two days? She can't finish it for two years, right?! Miss Caloline, who was messy in the wind, opened the history of magic in her hand and was surprised to find that there were many annotations in it.

The annotated handwriting looks a little immature, and it seems that the owner of the handwriting is not very accustomed to writing with a quill.

From those annotations, it is not difficult to see the mood of the owner, which is the elegant pleasure of spreading his mind and recording everything he thinks, sees and hears.

These should all be Master's textbooks? Just leave it to her? Caloline stood there in silence for a long time, not knowing what was going through her mind.

The feeling of irritability before has disappeared a lot, as if it ...... It's like there's someone who cares about her.

- After sorting out his old bedtime readings and giving them to the teacup, Ranko looked at Diongo, who was silent, behind him.

The air distorted for a moment, and the temperature in the room suddenly cooled, and then returned to normal. Glowing all over, the school will without facial features appeared in the room.

'There are no anomalies. Previously, Ranko asked her to screen the school personnel again, and the school will naturally do its best in the face of possible infiltrating enemies, but the results are not optimistic.

"I guessed it." Not too surprised by this, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and put it on the table, and said, "Can you register his name on the roster?" The school will look at him and didn't ask why.

'Yes. But there was no reason why she wouldn't do it. Although Ranko helped her reclaim the space that Grindelwald had isolated out, the convenience she gave was enough in return.

"The Dark Arts classes are so tight that I feel the need for a teaching assistant, is that okay? Professor Dan Lin agreed. The school will stared at Ranko for a long time before nodding.

"Oh, don't use his name...... I know that the roster is up to date, and that the name Diongo Gustafsson has been brushed down and turned into a piece of past history within the school, and there is no need to re-bring his name up. The school will be silent.

'So? ’

"Pick a new name, well, 'Gvo', how do you feel?" Gwo? Why don't you call Grindelwald?

The school will fall silent again. She was thinking about how to throw the man out of school.

"How?" Not really. The school would never have felt a toothache, and under Professor Malfoy's smiling gaze, she finally had this rare experience.

The experience of wanting to strangle someone. She knew it when she realized what was in the wizard's head.

‘…… OK. ’

"Then it's decided, please take the trouble to put his name on the roster." Then supervised by the will of the school.

Ranko happily uncorked the bottle in his hand, and motioned for the wizard in front of him, who was forced to change his name, to drink the thick liquid inside.

Ranco then used his wand to pull out the object from his head. Grindelwald, no, it's time to change the name to 'Gvo'.

Forcibly separate memories, emotions, and thoughts, and stuff that part of your thoughts into the head of the wizard in front of you.

Memories and emotions are separated and stored separately. Possessed by a name, supervised by magical life, aided by potions, divided into three souls, inflicted terrible curses, controlled speech and behavior, and inhabited in the body of a living person...... If this can still cause trouble, then he regretfully said that he can only curse on the spot.

Grid Tool Man himself Wo, coming soon.