Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The security director, who was an Auror, looked at these parasites he despised with indifference, his tone unchanged.

How could the superiors, who were used to bullying and had bad tempers, tolerate such cold treatment? Some of them got angry on the spot, but when they saw several other groups of opponents who received the same treatment as themselves, they finally calmed down and left in dismay.

At the same time, Lynn and Dmitry were no longer at the headquarters in Moscow, but had gone to Dmitry's hometown, Smolensk, not too far from Moscow.

He settled many innocent people who were displaced by wizard wars and Muggle unrest, including a considerable number of scholars and their families.

Over time, a new wizarding community almost formed here - just one street away from the Muggle district where gangs were rampant and fighting was endless.

"Uncle Dmitri! Good afternoon!"

"Mr. Mikhailov, welcome!"

"Dmitri, I just baked some bread at home, would you like to try some?"

As soon as Lin En and his companion finished Apparition, people who were doing their own things noticed them and greeted them enthusiastically.

Some were Dmitri's old neighbors, but more were poor newcomers.

Dmitri, who rescued them from the predicament, was undoubtedly a hero in the eyes of the crowd, although until now their lives were still not very stable.

Even with the Muggle-Repelling Charm and the temporary Ministry of Magic never coming here again, they still faced many problems, such as the increasing number of wandering wizards and the out-of-control Dementors.

These dark magic creatures, which can split infinitely as long as there is enough negative emotion, have completely spread in Russia in the past few years, threatening the Muggle and wizard communities, but no one can restrain or eliminate them.

Demetrius and his companions cast a large amount of protective magic on this temporary wizard settlement, but they could not guarantee that it was foolproof. Thefts, robberies, and attacks by Dementors still occurred from time to time.

Just the day before he wrote to Lynn, a famous young pharmacist was attacked at his doorstep by a thief who sneaked into the place. Fortunately, he was helped by a patrolling striker, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

This is a result of the ever-expanding scale of resettlement sites and a product of growing social unrest.

The original wizarding social and economic structure has collapsed. Moscow is in chaos, and the wizarding communities in other cities are even more so.

In such a vast country with a high proportion of wizards in the population, everyone who has experienced it knows what kind of disaster the collapse of order will bring, but no one pays attention.

The funds provided by Lynn and the manpower provided by Dmitri were just a drop in the bucket in the face of such social upheavals. Even though they recruited many former members of law enforcement agencies, they were unable to fundamentally reverse this increasingly decadent situation.

So Lynn came in person.

He listened to the enthusiastic but tired greetings from the people around him, watched some young people who should probably still be studying in magic school also join the spontaneous patrol team, and secretly calculated in his heart.

"Take me to see them first. If everything goes well, Victor will bring people over soon and relocate them to Central Europe or other safe places."

Lin En said calmly, "We still have a lot of things to do in the coming period, especially for you to do. After all, this is not my country, but yours, yours."

"……I see."

It was Dmitri's deep voice that responded to him.

Chapter 322 Chaos is the soil for change (Part )

In a slightly simple room, the first scholar Lynn met was the pharmacist who had been attacked not long ago, Fyodor Ivanovsky.

It wasn't the first time they met, but they weren't acquaintances either.

To be precise, Alex and he were more familiar with each other. In the 1981rd Magic Academy Potions Championship in 83, he and Alex were competitors and helped Kodosdoriz win the championship again after seventy years.

He had taught at this ancient Eastern European school of magic for the past ten years, until last fall, when the school temporarily closed due to severe funding shortages.

With his abilities, he should not have ended up in such a miserable state today, but he rejected Kozlov's invitation and clearly expressed his support for Dmitry, which left him no place to stay in Moscow and St. Petersburg.

When he first saw Lin En, this young scholar, who was only in his early thirties like him, did not put down the crucible that was still cooking the refreshing potion, but just turned his head and said:

"Eric, thank you for coming. Please take a seat. I'll finish making the potion for them first. It will be ready soon. There are more and more people suffering from colds and fevers recently."

"Of course, you go ahead." Lynn didn't care and sat down on the only bed in the room with Demetri, saying appreciatively, "Madam Pomfrey must be very happy that her formula works here."

"Maybe I can find a way to stop the smoke from my ears soon, if I can find a laboratory." Fyodor half-joked, but his smile was a little bitter. "How is Alex? I haven't seen him for two or three years."

"He's fatter than the last time you met, which means he's doing well." Lynn said with a smile, "If you want, you'll be able to see him soon."

"...No, Eric, I won't go to England." As Lin En expected, Feodor decisively refused, "I will return to Kodosdoriz one day. There will always be a magic school here."

Accompanied by a sound of steam, the turbid medicine became clear again. This time the quality was good, enough for dozens of patients for two days.

“I agree with that, but it can’t just be about waiting.”

Lynn drew out his wand, waved it gently, and the steaming potion fell precisely into the glass bottle that had been prepared in advance.

"I don't want to just wait. What can I do?"

"You should ask Dmitri. I'm just a friend who is willing to provide you with assistance - or a kind person? Of course, I don't deny that I hope to invite those who have talents but cannot display them to join my team."

Lynn spoke frankly, and Fyodor understood it very well. He simply took off his gloves, walked forward, shook hands with Lynn, and then looked at Dmitri, and said in a deep voice: "I understand. Some people want to stay here, and some people want to leave."

"So I brought a lot of options. One of them is related to your request. Want to hear it?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Kodosdoriz is short of funds and is being suppressed, so... do you think it needs a new school director with more power?"

"You mean... you?"

"Me? Of course not." Lin En denied with a smile, "Not only is it not me, it won't be any specific individual either."

"I don't understand what you mean."

"It's okay. I will pay a special visit to the principal of your school."

"...You're right. This is not something I would consider at the moment." Fyodor said, "But I still want to thank you for your help."

"I'm just trying my best. It doesn't mean much. I'm happy to see you so energetic."

Lynn said modestly, flicking his wrist slightly and groups of potions fell neatly to the ground.

"This is a small token of our appreciation. It's not easy for you to buy raw materials from the market right now, right? Alex asked me to bring you a batch before he came, which should help you out a little. If you need any help, you can always write to me or him. Time is limited today, and I have to visit other people. Please lead the way, Dmitri."

"it is good."

Dmitri, who had been silent from the beginning, stood up and walked outside with Lin En, leaving Fyodor alone to face the potion that he might not think much of under normal circumstances, but was extremely precious at this moment due to the market collapse.

A considerable number of the people stranded here have their own special skills, but they have nowhere to display them due to the unpredictable situation.

Feodor's case is not an isolated one in this temporary settlement, but is a fairly common one.

They do not intend to leave their country just like that, but hope to reshape their lives and rebuild order.

But apart from people like them, more people have lost confidence in this place and just hope to change the environment and start a new life for themselves and their families.

This is the difference between people, and also the different choices they make in the face of troubled times. Lynn gives them the opportunity to choose, and will provide opportunities and new platforms for those who wish to leave.

Some people's knowledge and skills can be effective in a short period of time, while others require a long period of time. This is also the reason why many people are not taken seriously - the power class represented by Kozlov no longer has the patience to wait. They only think about how to transform the power they still have temporarily into more wealth, and take it away at some point in the future and escape from this quagmire.

But Lynn focuses on the value of talent itself and the deep meaning of knowledge.

Just like many of the research being conducted by the Starlight Group, although they are guzzling money, it is almost impossible to see results in a short period of time - some are led by members of the Stargazers, while others are scholars introduced by them, like layers of stacked rings, rigorous and clear.

If it were him a few months ago, he might have carefully weighed the huge amount of wealth that he was currently investing and was about to invest. However, after obtaining the fairy's treasure and Ie's support, this problem was no longer an insurmountable hurdle, at least not a concept that could be compared with a team of talents.

In just half a day, through individual meetings and group conversations, except for a few wizards and Muggle scholars who did not come here for various reasons, Lynn had met almost everyone on the list and received their replies.

Most people chose distant foreign countries, while a few expressed their desire to stay here and work with Dmitri to push the Russian wizarding world back on track.

In the next few days, Victor, who is ready, will lead a team here and bring those who are willing to leave Russia to a place where their talents are needed, where they yearn for them, and where they can get peace and opportunities.

They will also bring a large amount of funds and materials to more closely protect the wizard community in Smolensk and the group's branch in Moscow, build a safe haven in the chaotic times, and lay a solid foundation for subsequent plans.

All the plans are still in the initial stage and need time to brew and ferment.

During this period, Lynn still needs to meet with many people until a result that satisfies all parties is reached.

Only one thing is certain: the current situation, which is so corrupt, has reached the point where it needs to be radically changed and ended.

However, before all the contradictions reach their peak and finally explode, some people and some things still need a little push.

This is both accidental and inevitable.

Chapter 323 Kodosdoriz

For thousands of years, the folded mountain range in the central Caucasus has been known for its vast area and sparse population. The steep mountains and year-round snow have meant that there have been few settlers here - unless they live on the Black Sea coast, which is not far away but has a completely different climate.

But on this dividing line between Asia and Europe, there are also some unknown warm areas. Their geographical location is unique, and they maintain abundant vitality amidst the ice and snow.

The thousand-year-old school of Kodos Dorez, which is often overlooked by the European wizarding world, is located here. If you stand on the spire of the tower and look out, the end of your sight is all silver-white, while under your feet there is lush greenery. It is a double miracle of magic and nature.

The admissions attitude of this magic school is completely different from that of its neighbor Durmstrang. They do not reject young people of Muggle origin, and therefore have attracted a large number of students from central and eastern Europe. Every year, it is very lively, especially in the few months after the beginning of spring.

But this year is an exception.

Since the school year was postponed in September last year, this ancient castle has been empty for more than half a year.

The bureaucrats who were only concerned with fighting for power completely cut off financial support to the school. The school directors who had experienced ups and downs with the school were also unable to take care of themselves. Some fled with their families, some disappeared, and some became victims of the times.

The catastrophe that occurred here was even more brutal than the one that was supposed to sweep across the British Isles a few years later.

That was why even a scholar like Fyodor would support Dmitri - the former Auror was far more approachable than a maggot like Kozlov, or the opportunists who stood behind him and the others.

This has nothing to do with ideas. At this moment in Russia, there is no realistic basis for discussing such things. It’s just that as people who want to survive, they must make a choice.

Although Dmitri has not realized this yet, he is just doing his job step by step, completing tasks that he thinks are beneficial and harmless under Lynn's guidance.

Together they came to this old castle where only a few faculty members were left, and knocked on the tightly closed door that had not been used for decades.

After a while, accompanied by a creaking sound, a tall and strong white-haired old man appeared behind the door.

"Principal Rostov, long time no see."

Lynn took off his hat and bowed politely.

Standing in front of him was Alexei Rostov, a world-renowned authority on herbal medicine and the 50th principal of this thousand-year-old school.

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There are three rows of bookcases, two desks, several chairs, and a wooden sofa that Asians might prefer.

Compared with Dumbledore's office, which looks plain but is actually filled with rare treasures, Principal Rostov's office is truly simple.

"It's a bit shabby, sorry to make you laugh." The casual old man sat in front of the two of them, with some soil from the greenhouse on his body. "As you can see, there are only a few of us left here. Please forgive us for the poor hospitality."

"Principal..." Dmitri said with difficulty.

This place is completely different from when he was studying. The precious herbal specimens and valuable medicinal materials are gone, and the antiques that are of great collection value and deeply loved by the elderly are also gone.

Rostov ignored him. The relationship between this teacher and student had been unharmonious since more than ten years ago, or more precisely, since Dmitri gradually rose to a high position.

The old man, who had never liked dealing with bureaucrats and was particularly averse to teaching control, hated the Magic Committee, especially the Magic Committee on the eve of its overthrow and disintegration.

But he did not reject his once favorite disciple as he had done before.

He just looked at Lynn, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long while he asked, "Is Pomona okay?"

"Thank you for your concern. The teacher is doing well." Lin En showed just the right amount of respect and enthusiasm. "During this period, she is trying to improve the medicinal effects of Dictamni. Here are the results of this winter. Please take a look."

He took out a pot of herbs from his bracelet and placed it in front of the old man. It was the white fresh herbs nourished by the Feihu rune.

This is also part of Professor Sprout's recent topic, the mutually reinforcing relationship between Life Magic and Herbology.

Seeing the medicinal herbs he had studied for a lifetime, Rostov's expression softened. He took a quick look and said, "Excellent creativity. Her level is getting higher and higher."

The thick-knuckled fingers displayed a dexterity and gentleness that was completely different from their appearance. They slid across the leaves, experiencing the tiny differences in details firsthand.

Lynn didn't rush to disturb him, but calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip - it contained serious liquor.

He instantly sensed the heat, but remained calm, swallowed the drink, and put the glass back.

Dmitri beside him was not polite at all. He took a few big gulps and his breath smelled of alcohol.

In just a short while, Rostov finished his observation and placed the gift on the empty windowsill. After some hesitation, he took out a book that looked quite old from the bookshelf, took out a dried herb from it, and placed it in front of Lynn.

"I don't have anything special to give in return, just a token of my appreciation." The old man said with a bit of sadness, "Give my regards to your teacher for me."

"Definitely bring it."

Lin En nodded slightly and accepted the specimen. The originally slightly awkward atmosphere finally eased completely.

He then spoke slowly, "I heard about Kodos Dorez's situation and came to visit you. Is there anything I can do to help you and the school?"

“There is nothing that can be done to help us,” Rostov said. “There is no hope for this school anymore. We can only close it indefinitely until the situation improves.”

"You are too pessimistic. I don't think the situation is that bad yet. Moreover, Durmstrang rejected transfer applications from Muggle-born students. As far as I know, they are the majority here, right?"