Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 426 Tartarus

The news that a Squib could become a wizard by becoming a werewolf and learning Fenrir's transformation was actually first told to him by Filch's father, who he thought would never contact him until his death.

His father said that magic, even he, wanted to become a werewolf to learn it.

And in his opinion, the Harry Potter in front of him was probably because of this.

After all, even his father, the head of the Rawl family, one of the twenty-eight holy clans, couldn't help but be willing to temporarily become a werewolf, who in his eyes was even inferior to a squib.

Just when Filch was thinking of letting the already extraordinary Harry Potter learn Fenrir Avatar first and then let Harry Potter teach him as a condition, Harry spoke.

"No, this has nothing to do with the Fenir Avatar."

"This has something to do with Rawl," Harry said bluntly.

"I... I was just a Squib before." Filch's face was immediately filled with an expression of pride mixed with shame.

He didn't expect that Harry Potter thought so highly of him and thought he knew Rawl's secret.

But on the other hand, he was deeply hurt by his identity as a squib.

"I just want to know about Azkaban."

"You should know -" Filch went on before Harry could finish his sentence.

"On 1720th June, 6, the great Minister Damocles Rowle decided to use Azkaban as a wizarding prison, with Dementors as guards," said Filch.

Harry could see that Filch was doing this completely unconsciously.

Filch seemed to have this engraved in his DNA, and he spoke it so fluently and in one breath.

"So why do the Rawls attach so much importance to this policy?"

"Why did the Rawls react so violently and even risked cursing him when Eldritch Diggory, as Minister of Magic, decided to move the wizard prison to a different location?" Harry asked immediately.

Filch's behavior just now undoubtedly made Harry feel certain about the possibility that Filch knew the secret behind Azkaban.

"I don't know, but I only know one thing, every Rawl, as long as he is a wizard, no matter how bad his grades at Hogwarts are, they are all very good at a kind of black magic that is unique to Rawl."

"I think this has something to do with Azkaban."

"When I was a child, my father told me that as long as Azkaban is still the British wizard prison and everyone still believes so, it doesn't matter if there are no prisoners in it." The muscles on Filch's face relaxed, and the memories of his childhood made him look full of happiness.

This was the expression Harry would make when he occasionally saw Filch and Mrs. Norris alone together from the window of his dormitory at night because his eyesight had improved.

"What's that magic called?" Harry asked eagerly.

He felt he was closer than ever to the answer.

"I don't know. I'm just a Squib."

"However, by next weekend, which will be March, I can get the wolfsbane potion and, under the guidance of the Ministry of Magic, become a real wizard in the middle of the month, when the moon is full!" Filch, who was interrupted from his childhood memories, was surprisingly not angry.

It seems that the joy of becoming a wizard has changed him.

On Monday, after the afternoon Charms class, Harry and Ron, who had agreed to meet in the spare room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, were pacing in circles inside, waiting for Draco.

I don't know how long it took, the blue sky outside the window turned dim, and Draco appeared with the sound of a heavy door closing.

His light blond hair gleamed in the late afternoon sunlight.

"You're finally here!" Ron pounded the table in annoyance.

Thanks to the house-elves, the desk in this empty room remains as clean as new.

Harry looked at Ron's clean right hand and thought for no reason. Maybe it was because he had waited too long, so he had been killing time with random thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I'm only here now because the news of my engagement has spread."

"I finally understand how you feel, Harry." Draco apologized with his hands clasped together.

He had previously been famous for being mistakenly believed to be having an affair with Harry Potter, and he thought the same would happen this time.

He could not have imagined that the wedding banquet had been prolonged because of those pure-blooded Squibs, and now the news of his engagement was known to the entire wizarding world.

Not to mention Hogwarts, most of the pure-blood students were already participants.

"Did you find out?"

"What about Rowle's and the secret of Azkaban?" Harry asked after coming back to his senses.

"Of course - I know!" Draco deliberately drew out his tone to keep the audience in suspense.

"Just say it directly." Ron twisted his neck in annoyance.

"Besides this I have one more thing to say."

"However, judging from your expressions, you probably want to know Rowe's secret first." Draco looked at the expressions of Harry and Ron.

"Harry, you mentioned to me at noon that you had learned from Filch that the use of Azkaban as a wizard prison was related to the Rowles' unique talent for the dark arts."

"You may not know much about the dark magic, but we know it very well, or rather, the Malfoy family knows it very well."

"You all know the cause of my grandfather's death." Draco sighed.

"Dragon Pox!"

"Could it be that--" said Ron and Harry separately.

"That's the one."

"My grandfather also died from Roll's curse."

"In the days of Septimus Malfoy, my grandfather's father, he used the Minister of Magic as his puppet."

"It is regarded as the most glorious era for us Malfoys."

"However, in our own opinion, the first half of my grandfather's life was the most glorious era for Malfoy."

"At that time, Malfoy was under the protection of Septimus Malfoy and had Voldemort as his support."

"In a time when the Malfoys were more powerful than ever, we reached out to Azkaban."

"At this time, my grandfather was cursed by Rowle. Although Voldemort killed Rowle, who cast the curse, and used various rituals to save his life, he eventually died of dragon pox in his later years."

"At my engagement party, I took advantage of the alcohol and Dumbledore's reputation to learn the true principle of the magic from a certain Rawl."

"It is a very peculiar kind of magic. It has no specific framework. It is more like an amplifier, amplifying the power of the caster's evil spells, curses, and even black magic."

"It's called Tartarus, the name of the prison in ancient Greek mythology where Zeus imprisoned the Titans."

"Its creator is Damocles Rowle. He borrowed the concept of Azkaban as a wizard prison and added the resentment of those who died unjustly. He built an illusory 'prison' in the body as an amplifier of negative magic."

"And just recently, the source of Tartarus that the Rolls perceived disappeared."

"This is impossible in their opinion, because Dementors cannot be destroyed, and Azkaban is still a wizard prison in the minds of today's wizards." Draco frowned.

(End of this chapter)