Chapter 266: The Northernmost Wizarding School

Chapter 266: The Northernmost Wizarding School

Jon did not know what kind of discussions and arrangements were made between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

But now they certainly have no reason to refuse to go to Durmstrang, whether it is a visit or something else, under the leadership of the witch called Vinda, Jon and others were brought along with the Apparition, and disappeared on this coast.

Soon, they appeared at a large lake surrounded by mountains.

This is a cold and windy place, the temperature has definitely dropped below freezing, but the lake is not frozen, and several dark black ships that are slightly smaller than Hogwarts docked on the shore.

The sails on these boats all had authentic double-headed eagle and deer head emblems depicted on them, and they are clearly the property of this northernmost wizarding school in Europe.

"Later your ship will be brought here as well. Come on, follow me inside the castle, the school has prepared a special dinner for you tonight."

The witch whose full name should actually be Vinda Rosier said to the Hogwarts students who had stopped by the lake.

Jon gave them the lead and followed her towards the pitch-black castle not far from the alpine lake.

Hermione frowned slightly, she visibly showed some uneasy look, walked quickly to Jon's side, lowered her voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I have seen in the library books; in most of the introduction to Durmstrang, it stated that this school excludes muggle students admission"

Such things are naturally clear to Jon, he said softly.

"Hogwarts Castle also used to treat students of all origins equally. The rules can be changed, and in the end, what kind of changes are made, depends on what the person who holds the rules is thinking."

His words eased some of Hermione's concerns, but those previous experiences made this smart girl become a lot more wary, she trusted Jon's judgment, but it didn't mean she would let her guard down.

A group of people soon reached the castle.

Compared with Hogwarts Castle, Durmstrang Castle is obviously quite small, from its appearance it is only four stories high, the white snow covered on the black stone walls has not yet melted, and in the whistling could wind, it exhibits an ancient desolation.

"Welcome to Durmstrang."

By his side there stood a tall, thin, cold-faced, middle-aged male wizard who could be heard expressing a welcome in rusty English that didn't sound perfunctory, but which also failed to give much of a sense of festivity.

"The Headmaster shouldn't have made you come here this time to welcome them, you should have stayed by the fireplace and got that gloom emanating from your body burned." Johnson grumbled, while giving Jon and the others a kind smile, "I'm glad you're here as guests, boys."

The Hogwarts students thanked him politely and then followed the three Durmstrang Professors into the castle, which was far warmer inside than outside.

A long red carpet was spread on the floor of the foyer leading to the corridor, and the surrounding walls were hung with some Scandinavian-style murals of knights in full armour carrying lances and pulling the reins tightly, pirates jumping off ships and shouting with notched axes, and pretty girls in white sarongs with garlands on their heads.

Hogwarts students curiously looked at the surrounding furnishings, the vast majority of them have been staying in the Hogwarts wagon since they enrolled, and have never been to the real wizarding school castle.

Even Hermione, who had spent more than a year in Hogwarts Castle, was curious about the surroundings, as they were not qualified to walk in the corridors like this in the previous "school", and also wondered what the real normal place for young wizards to go to school actually resembled.

As they gradually went deeper and deeper into the castle, they finally saw the students of Durmstrang.

It seemed like they were just getting out of their classes, and from time to time, students about their age came out of the classroom with books and parchments in their arms, laughing and talking.

In day-to-day situations, it looks like they won't be wearing the blood-red robes that are characteristic of Durmstrang, and their dress code is not flashy, and when they walked out of their classroom, there were already many students who saw Jon and them, and their eyes showed curiosity.

But after seeing the cold-faced Rosier, a group of students who had the guts to come up and strike up a conversation also avoided it with unhappy looks on their faces, showing that this witch has a lot of respect in the hearts of these students.

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