I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Lynn opened the window and took down the letter that the owl had brought.

"Sorry, the conditions are not very good now, there is nothing to feed you."

The owl looked a little dissatisfied, and pecked Lynn's fingers with its sharp beak, then spread its wings and disappeared into the night sky.

Lynn handed the letter to Professor Fox.

He opened the letter, the content was not very long, and he read it quickly.

Professor Fox's face was solemn.

"We're in big trouble."

"What's wrong?"

Lynn took the letter from him in confusion, and his face was also very bad after reading it.

"This is actually a wizard's prison." Professor Fox said solemnly, "It holds the former followers of the first-generation Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, that is, the saints."

These people should have been imprisoned in the prisons of the Ministry of Magic of various countries after the fall of Grindelwald, like Azkaban in the United Kingdom.

But Grindelwald left behind his former followers.

No one knows what that is, according to rumors, this is probably a curse, it will make wizards lose their magic power and become inferior to Squibs, no different from Muggles.

And this curse is in this small town called Arbros.

Even the former saints were not immune to this powerful curse. They were able to survive here, but they also lost their magic power.

There was no way for the Ministry of Magic to send Aurors here to arrest them, it would only waste their manpower in vain, and finally Dumbledore set the rules for the saints.

They were not allowed to leave this small town for the rest of their lives, and the European Ministry of Magic was not sending people to trouble them.

So, here is an alternative wizard prison.

Because this incident is not a glorious event for the Ministry of Magic, and it has been a long time since it was added, it has not been widely circulated on the bright side.

It can only be said that it is a secret that cannot be regarded as a secret.

Due to its remote location, and actually on the outskirts of the city, the Ministry of Magic also issued a warning that only wizards can see.

But Lynn was brought over by Apparating directly, and Professor Fox said he didn't see the warning at all.

The two were now trapped in this prison, and Auror Moody, who sent them a letter, only gave them one piece of advice.

Hurry up and learn a craft that can make a living in the Muggle world so you don't starve to death for the rest of your life.

Lynn's heart sank to the bottom after reading the letter.

After learning about the city's situation, Lynn became more and more suspicious of the identity of the old master mentioned by Kira.

The former followers of Grindelwald are imprisoned here, and those followers are basically from pure blood families.

So is it possible that there are no "relatives" of him among the prisoners in the city.

And what Kira asked her to take was in the hands of this "relative".

But if so, why did it trick itself in and the magic disappeared?

Can even the identity of a wizard be abandoned for the sake of the name of a pure blood family?

Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?

Lynn couldn't think of the reason for this, but he absolutely couldn't accept the consequence of losing his magic power forever and becoming an ordinary person in the future.

His only hope now is that the system will not issue him an impossible task.

In other words, there must be some way to get his magic power back!

And now the only clues are the criminals imprisoned in the city.

He turned to look at Professor Fox, who was also thinking.

"Professor, I remember you told me that your parents were also followers of Grindelwald, that is, saints."

Professor Fox shook his head.

"I know what you're thinking about Lynn, but I also said that after they officially joined the ranks of Grindelwald's followers, I basically had no contact with them, and the surname Fox is not uncommon, this city There's no way the saints here know me."

After listening to Professor Fox's explanation, Lynn still felt that this was a relationship that could be exploited.

"The cripple who tested us today is probably sent by that group of people. They have obviously discovered us by some means, and it is very likely that they will contact us again soon. There is no conflict between the two of us. Professor, you are talking about your relationship with them, and after making it clear, I think they will share information with us."

Listening to Lynn's explanation, Fox also felt that this might be feasible.

There was really no conflict between them and the group of saints.

A little bit involved is probably that he was a professor at Hogwarts, which is equivalent to working under Dumbledore.

But he has only been a professor for less than a year, and this place is isolated from the magic world, so it is impossible for anyone to know him.

It is very late, and even if there is any plan, it can only be said until tomorrow.

It's just that today's experience is really not very good, which makes Lynn fall asleep very late.

the next day.

After all, Smith and the others have lived here for more than 40 years, and they are veritable local snakes.

With little effort, they found Lynn's hotel where they stayed.

Simon also had a long cloth bag in his hand, which seemed to have some weight.

"Why did you bring your shotgun? We're not here to kill!" Leon glared at him and shouted in a low voice.

Simon grinned, revealing two rows of large yellow teeth.

"Don't worry, my gun has long since broken, and I can't use it at all. I brought it here to scare them, so that they won't be honest."

Smith and Lemon were speechless for a while, they no longer had any hope for this fool's brain.

"Have you checked the police station?" Smith asked Leon.

When Rozier was out of the church and Simon was a fool again, what matters could only be discussed by the two of them.

"It's all made clear. Their head is Hoffman's brother-in-law. I told them that Simon's farm was burglarized. We want to catch the thief with our own hands. If something happens in the middle, as long as there is no fatality, he will help us. Bottom line."

Smith nodded. Although Leon usually looks a little timid, he is the most reliable at critical times.

After all, this inconspicuous, dry old man used to be the top player among their saints.

"Well, let's go up now, Simon, be careful not to let others see your gun, or you'll get into trouble."

After he specifically warned, he rushed to the second floor of the hotel with someone.

A knock on the door woke Lynn up.

Professor Fox was still snoring. He rubbed his sour eyes and got out of bed to open the door.

Fortunately, Lynn hadn't fallen asleep yet, so he kept his eyes open, and looked out first to see who the person was.

Of the three old men outside, he only knew one, the lame man he met at the fast food restaurant yesterday.

Then he saw a long strip of cloth in the hands of a fat man with a beard among the three.

There was a small piece of round iron pipe left from the cloth bag.

Suddenly, Lynn was shocked! Immediately no sleep at all!

It's a gun!

Thank you. Would you like to try the sledgehammer in my hand? The reward of 100 points