People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

"I understand that there are only a few fairies who can really do this. Even among the Gryffindor students who are sorted into the White Fairy Academy, only a few can become true White Fairies. It's easier said than done to defeat your dark side and become a better person."

"But it's not that I can't help you."

"In fact, this course is offered to help many little fairies who cannot become white fairies on their own to have the opportunity to master the power of white, the most powerful Balala energy."

"The great Balala is a benevolent and magnanimous god. She does not hide the source of her power."

"'Ba', opening and closing, is the simplest way of pronunciation for human lips and throat structure. Just like the pronunciations of 'dad' and 'mom' are similar in most different cultures."

"'La' is the most common syllable used in humming in primitive music."

"'Balala', His external name also hides the greatest power."

"His name is the shortest, most powerful spell."

"As long as you recite sincerely and have peaceful thoughts in your heart, the power of good will open up to you."

Having said that, the man drew back the curtain.

Those fanatics wrapped in white gauze appeared in front of everyone again, and the flowing music sounded again.

They began to chant "Balala" continuously in their mouths.

Krum didn't dare to complain until he was far away from the classroom after class.

"Is this the White Magic class?"

"Keep saying 'balala'?"

“Does it really work?”

"I just can't understand it."

(Hermione nodded sympathetically. She also couldn't accept that profound power could be mastered in such a simple way.)

(Bajir was a little speechless. This is actually the re-creation of the Long-eared Tribe's magic light spell 'Domok Saramo DO MA KI SA RA MU'. This is really useful as long as there is light energy. Damn, isn't it simple?)

"And why would the professor be Gettler Grindelwald!"

"I finally recognized him. He didn't even introduce himself in class. How could he be the White Devil Fairy in this world?"

"It's very useful." Harry disagreed, "In fact, I thought it was a joke at first."

“But as I chanted the mantra, I felt much more relaxed both physically and mentally.”

In order to conceal the power of his magic fairy weapon, he did not say that he sensed the increase in the power of the love spell.

"But who is Grindelwald?"

"You don't even know Grindelwald?" Krum and Fleur asked in unison.

"How do you know?" Krum asked.

"I am French. We French have not yet forgotten the series of blasphemous speeches he made at Père Lachaise Cemetery," Fleur sneered.

(Grindelwald sneers.)

(Grindelwald's existing followers were extremely excited. This was the greatest cause! True justice! It was not blasphemy!)

"You haven't said who he is yet!" Harry reminded.

"Let me introduce you." Krum took a deep breath. "Gattler Grindelwald is a dark wizard, the most evil kind, much more evil than Voldemort."

"He once studied at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Fortunately, the school's management saw through his evilness early on and expelled him before he was ready to conduct another evil black magic experiment."

"But this can't stop him, far from stopping him from continuing to delve deeper into the dark arts."

"Being expelled, he began to conduct experiments recklessly and spread his reactionary ideas that violated the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy everywhere."

"As we all know, Grindelwald began to build his own army. Eventually he and his zealots carried out several devastating attacks in Europe and attracted the attention of international magical authorities."

"Several attacks have also attracted attention in the Muggle world, and the risk of exposure to the wizarding world has increased dramatically. In response to Grindelwald's actions, an international manhunt has been launched."

"But by then he and his forces had already grown into full-fledged forces."

"The manhunt only angered him, and Grindelwald began to kill people everywhere. He killed many people, including my grandfather."

"In the end, the combined international Ministry of Magic could only find Dumbledore."

"Because Grindelwald has never had any influence in Britain, many people believe that this is because Grindelwald is afraid of Dumbledore."

"Just like Voldemort was always afraid of Dumbledore and dared not offend Hogwarts."

(Voldemort: "Lies! All lies! I just consider Hogwarts my home!")

"And then?" Harry demanded.

"And then everyone knew it. Dumbledore, who was 63 years old and was the Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts at the time, finally stood up in response to the people's call. In the greatest wizard duel in history, Dumbledore finally defeated Grindelwald."

"Grindelwald has been convicted and imprisoned in the highest cell in Nurmengard."

"Nurmengard?" Harry asked.

"A wizarding prison in Austria, where Grindelwald imprisoned his opponents. And now, where he is imprisoned."

Krum was extremely excited, his eyes sparkling with joy. "It is said that he is now skinny and looks like a beggar on the street."

(Dumbledore's eyes flicker. "Gettler.")

(In Nurmengard, Grindelwald, who was cutting steak and listening to music in a formal suit, raised the corners of his mouth.)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 257: Krum Becomes Two

"So... it's really hard for me to accept that he would be so glamorous and well-dressed."

Krum sighed, the excitement and joy he had just felt completely gone in the face of the cold reality.

"But you have to understand that the Grindelwald that appears before you is not the Grindelwald you know." Furong comforted her, "The one in our world is still in prison, just as you just said."

"Yeah, that's good." Krum pulled himself together and prepared to talk about something else. "What do you think flying lessons will be like?"

"What's there to talk about?" Furong shook her hair.

("What do you mean there's nothing to talk about?" Ron was a little incredulous. "This is a flying lesson! How cool is a flying lesson in another world!")

("Hmph, boys." Hermione pouted in disdain, but when she saw Basil, she didn't continue her sarcasm.)

"What do you mean there's nothing to talk about?" Harry said almost in sync with Ron, "This is a flying lesson!"

(Ginny snorted. She now realized that if Ron was a woman, she would have no chance of being with Harry.)

Krum nodded. "Yes, this is flying. What do fairies use to fly? Brooms? Flying carpets? Or just boots?"

("It must be a broom," Hermione said smugly, as if an itch had been tickled.)

("Every wizarding family in the UK owns at least one flying broom. Flying buckets, flying chairs, flying bathtubs, and flying carpets are all against the law in the UK.")

("There's a reason for this. Before the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy was enacted, wizards mostly lived in seclusion for a long time and were unwilling to interact with others.")

(“If wizards were to have a device for flying in their homes, it would have to be a discreet device, one that could be easily hidden.”)

(“A broom is ideal: it is easy to carry and cheap, and even if it is discovered by ordinary people, there is no need to explain or make excuses.”)

(“Not to mention after the secrecy laws came into effect.”)

("I dare say that the fairies in this world also have the need to keep secrets.")

(After venting her desire to teach others, Hermione gradually realized that the wizards in the other world, who were called fairies, did not need to hide themselves.)

(They all live directly in a world that ordinary people cannot reach. As long as they want, ordinary people will never discover the magical world.)

(And the development of broomsticks has not been smooth sailing.)

(The original flying broomsticks were actually quite crude, with unpolished, bumpy handles and tails made of a few twigs tied to them, which was neither comfortable nor aerodynamic.)

(The spells cast on it are pretty basic stuff: it only flies forward at one speed; it doesn't rise, fall, or pause.)

(If you sit on this kind of broom for a while, your butt will be covered with sharp thorns and develop bumps.)

(This disadvantage was not corrected until the 12th century, when wizards learned to barter, and a skilled broom maker could trade his broom to his neighbor for a potion that might be better than his own.)

(The flying broom did not die until 1820, when Elio Smeth invented the cushion charm, making it the orthodox flying prop.)

Harry, who was very familiar with flying knowledge and had memorized "The Origins of Quidditch", did not make the same mistake as Hermione and Krum. He came to the conclusion with just a frown, "It can't be a flying broom, or there won't be any flying props at all. What I mean is that there are flying props, but they are not so common. Just like not every family in the ordinary world has a car."

"You mean-"

In the world of the movie Harry Potter, flying without support is not unique to Voldemort, but a skill that all Death Eaters and other powerful wizards can master.

So, Krum reacted quickly.

"Yes, just as you guessed. The magic of flying is very popular among fairies and it is easy to get started." Harry nodded.

"You took a long time to understand." Furong was speechless.

"Haven't you noticed? Regardless of whether our elves have wings or not, they can walk and fly in the air."

"Those seniors crossing the bridge, and Flitwick not even touching the ground during class."

"I think flying is probably one of the skills that I can learn and popularize from the elves."

"Yes." Harry recalled what he had learned in class, "As God's creation, elves have many supernatural powers since their birth, such as levitation, space transportation, wall penetration, and energy perception."

"Most of the magic of the fairies in this world is derived from studying them."

Krum frowned at this. "Yeah, I'm quite disappointed about that actually."

"The Dark Arts class at least taught us how to put away the magic fairy weapon and how to use it."

"White magic class. I thought it would teach us how to learn the supernatural powers of elves."

Krum's complaint was quickly addressed.

after lunch.

The freshmen walked out of the castle one by one, crossed the sloping lawn, and once again came to the platform inlaid with countless magic fairy crystals.

Madam Hooch stood where Dumbledore had been before, holding onto the white handrails and looking at them.

"I am your flying professor, Rolanda Hooch."

"You can call me Madam Hooch."

"In this class, I will teach you how to fly." She looked at the excited little fairy on the platform and said calmly.

Judging from the tone, it doesn't sound like they are going to teach them how to fly, but rather some simple and easy-to-understand courses like gymnastics.

It seemed as if even if the student had a giant monster head and his brain was full of sedge, she would be sure to teach him.

"Do you remember what this place is for?"

Although the students didn't understand why the question was asked, they still answered with excitement.

"Awaken the spirit!"

"The place where the elves and magic fairy weapons are awakened!"

"Yes, it's the elf." Madam Hooch nodded. "Many of our magic comes from it. It is the best teacher in the world, better than any paper book. And today, I will teach you how to learn to fly with it."

"Now, summon your spirits."

The next second, elves appeared on the platform again, just like in the past, they awakened elves and magic fairy weapons here.

"During this time, you should have discovered that the elves can lift heavy objects out of thin air. It's like giving you an extra pair of invisible arms with infinite strength."

"So, if you change that target to yourselves, this means..."

In an instant, all the elves looked at him.

However, even though everyone's brain was throbbing, their bodies did not float.

"Professor, this isn't working."

"I can't touch myself!"

"How is this going?"

Madam Hooch was not at all surprised by the students' reaction.

She shrugged. “It’s hard to do that without getting rid of the self-awareness.”

"It's like you can't lift your body with your hands. It defies logic."

"And magic comes from the heart. If you subconsciously believe that this is impossible, miracles will not happen."