From Azkaban

"An old man who is about to be buried..."

In the drawer, there were well-preserved letters, parchment, and torn cloth.

Volume 1: Chapter 116 Two Letters

Looking at the letters in the drawer, Dumbledore's eyes became extremely complicated.

The expression that had remained calm until then also changed, as if it was sadness, as if it was reminiscing.

"Gellert"

That’s right, the mailing addresses of all the letters here are Nurmengard, and there is no need to say much about the senders.

Faced with the current situation and the choice that needed to be made, Dumbledore hesitated, but he knew that he still had people he could trust.

Of course, Dumbledore didn't want to get an answer from Grindelwald, he just wanted to ask him what he thought about the matter.

A letter was quickly sent from the headmaster's office and flew towards Nurmengard. In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore, who had sent the letter, seemed to put his worries aside temporarily and called Professor McGonagall.

"Cockroach Pile"

The door of the headmaster's office opened quickly and Professor McGonagall walked into the headmaster's office.

"Albus, have you finished talking to Professor Cazier?"

There is no doubt that Professor McGonagall is on the side of Locke and the Weave, otherwise she would not have said that when reporting to Dumbledore.

"That's right Minerva, we had a very pleasant conversation about the magic network and magical technology. From today on, Hogwarts will add an important subject and a new teaching method."

"But before that, we still have to develop the teaching function of the magic network."

Facing Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore returned to his usual self, speaking in a relaxed and lively tone, like an old naughty boy.

“That would be great”

Hearing the answer she wanted, Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction.

"I will go back and inform the students about the magical sciences. Oh, and I also need to talk to the professors and ask for their opinions."

Dumbledore's agreement to allow professors to participate in the development of the magic network is one thing, but whether the professors themselves are willing to do so is another. So now that Dumbledore has passed this hurdle, Professor McGonagall has to talk to the professors about this matter.

"Don't worry, Minerva. Before that, I think as the headmaster, I should set an example, so I'll have to trouble you to guide me."

Dumbledore still didn't trust Locke, so even though he decided to participate in the development of the magic network, he still didn't let Locke help him get an account.

Through Locke's explanation, he also knew that there were not many restrictions on obtaining an account on the Magic Network, as long as one was an adult wizard who already had an account.

"No problem at all"

With the help of Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore soon succeeded in obtaining his own account.

The moment Dumbledore obtained the account, Locke immediately received feedback from the magic network.

"Old Deng is quite alert. He doesn't want me to do it for you, but he doesn't know that this thing is the same no matter who does it."

Shaking his head, Locke continued to prepare for class. Now that the situation has been confirmed, Professor McGonagall should come to him soon to discuss the course arrangements.

Locke has a premonition that his courses will be full, which also indicates that he is about to start his teaching career at Hogwarts, where he is a professor in name but a corporate slave in reality.

However, this is also what Locke hopes to see. These are the future seedlings of magic scientists. If they are cultivated now, they will surely bring great progress to the world and the path of magic in the future.

"The number of users of the magic network is increasing, but the growth rate is not fast. It seems that we have overestimated the acceptance capacity of wizards."

The Magic Network Company has been open for two days, and the Magic Network has been officially open to the general public of wizards for two days. During these two days, Locke would check for new users from time to time.

"It seems that this new thing called the Magic Network will take some time. I heard from Lucius that he is preparing an operation plan with the pure-blood families. With so many promoters, there is no need to worry about the promotion of the Magic Network."

“And given the simple conditions for obtaining a Magic Network account, once it starts to explode, it will inevitably sweep across the entire British wizarding world in a short period of time.”

Locke created the Magic Network account intentionally. After all, the primary purpose of creating the Magic Network was to allow all wizards to use it.

Only when all wizards make use of it can Locke grasp the general direction of information and public opinion in the British wizarding world.

Therefore, extremely simple login conditions are essential. To be honest, it is just a technical limitation. Otherwise, Locke would have made it even simpler. After all, he did not expect to make money by registering on the Magic Network.

While Locke was thinking about things, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, who had been experiencing the magic network for a while, left the headmaster's office together.

"........."

After exiting the magic network, Dumbledore behaved in a similar way to the previous professors. He could not hide the shock and amazement on his face at all.

Rather, the more wizards like him there are, the more they will be amazed by the magic network.

After all, the fact that even a wizard of his strength could not detect any falsehood or find any problems was enough to prove how excellent and magical the magic network, the first product of magical technology, was.

"This is just the first generation of magic network...magic technology, this path..."

Dumbledore spoke slowly. Just through the first glimpse of the magic network, combined with the previous academic discussion with Locke, he had already vaguely seen the bright future on the road of magic technology.

"You can understand my feelings, Albus. What Professor Cazier brings is not just a simple theory. What he brings is likely to be a brand new era and a more glorious future for wizards."

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, who had not yet recovered from his shock, and suddenly felt happy in her heart. It was a kind of joy called Amway's success.

"Yes, you are right Minerva, they are right too, I am an old fellow..."

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly and muttered in a low voice. Professor McGonagall could not quite hear what he said afterwards.

"What did you say Albus? Who are they?"

What Dumbledore just said was something he said subconsciously in a trance. It was not something he should say to Professor McGonagall, so he came to his senses after hearing Professor McGonagall's puzzled voice.

"No, nothing. I just want to trouble you. Go and get busy."

Seeing that Dumbledore was not going to tell her, Professor McGonagall did not ask any further questions. She said goodbye to Dumbledore and turned to leave the headmaster's office.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, Dumbledore started writing again, and soon another letter flew to Nurmengard.

Hogwarts is extremely lively tonight. Three words have become the focus of students' discussion, namely the magic network, magical science, and Professor Casimir.

These three words are the core of the topic not only among students, but also among professors. However, unlike students, the issues discussed by professors are mainly centered around the development of the magic network.

Volume 1: Chapter 117: Lao Fu's Ambition

"Magic Net, I need this thing to contact Locke Kazir."

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Quirrell was crouching on the table with a timid look on his face. The scarf wrapped around his head had been taken off.

Behind the head that he was trying hard to hide, there was a strange and disgusting face attached to it, constantly talking.

"Yes, Master, I will do it. Now I have joined Locke Kazir in the development of the magic network. Soon, the magic network will be yours, Master."

Quirrell's words were trembling, and it was obvious that he was very afraid of Voldemort, but in order to survive he had to be loyal to him.

"I hope you don't let me down"

Voldemort closed his eyes, and sensing this, Quirrell carefully stood up and took the scarf to wrap around his head.

"I will. I will get it, whether it's the magic network or the Philosopher's Stone..."

At this moment, Quirrell did not stutter at all, and the expression on his face no longer looked like a coward.

.................

At Malfoy Manor, Lucius rushed back home from Knockturn Alley and immediately found the diary that Voldemort had given him.

However, after finding the diary, he did not immediately send it to Hogwarts to give it to Locke. Instead, he placed it in a box that could prevent the infiltration of dark magic, and then waited for Sirius at home.

"Oh!"

After a loud bang, Sirius appeared outside the gate of Malfoy Manor with a grim look on his face, holding a locket in his hand.

"........."

As Sirius appeared, the tightly closed door opened automatically, and Sirius walked into the manor with a hint of heaviness.

"Regulus is a true Slytherin"

In Malfoy Manor, Lucius looked at the locket that Sirius had placed next to the box containing the diary, sighed softly, reached out and patted Sirius on the shoulder to comfort him.

He also didn't expect that Regulus, who had suddenly disappeared, would pay his life for such a reason. But who could have thought of it, just like no one expected that Voldemort would divide his soul into seven parts.

The postscript of the eagle's successor written by the world-weary Xinzhong is completed

"I always thought Regulus was... I thought he was... He was a good guy. He was not a traitor, nor a coward. He never was."

Sirius felt an immense weight in his heart as he thought of everything he had heard from Kreacher.

"Yes, but Sirius, remember what the adults said. Remember to report to them after you make a decision."

Lucius looked at Sirius and knew that he needed to be alone right now, so he said no more. After putting the locket into a box prepared in advance, he got up and left the room.

"Is Sirius okay?"

Outside the room, Narcissa, who had taken the tea and dessert from Dobby and was about to bring it in, saw Lucius coming out and immediately handed the things in her hand back to Dobby, and asked with a worried look on her face.

The Black family and the Malfoy family are now solid allies, and with the relationship between Harry and Draco, the two families will only become closer in the future.

Such a relationship is the best for the Malfoy family. After all, Sirius and Lupin are a group that occupies two seats, and with Harry, their proportion is not low.

"It's okay. Everything is within the adults' expectations and control. With the adults' instructions, I think Sirius should be able to understand the seriousness of the situation."

Thinking that all this was a reminder from Locke, and that it was obvious that Locke already knew all of this, Lucius's admiration and respect for Locke deepened.

"That's good, but it's also thanks to you, sir. Otherwise, such a dangerous thing would have been in our house all the time. It's scary just thinking about it."

There was a hint of fear in Narcissa's eyes. To be honest, if she hadn't had to wait for Rodolphus to get the gold cup before sending it to Locke, Narcissa would have sent the notebook to Hogwarts as soon as possible.

"Okay, don't worry. Believe me, and trust me even more. Voldemort is no match for you. And don't forget that we still have Dumbledore at Hogwarts."

Lucius reached out and gently held Narcissa in his arms, his face full of tenderness, and he spoke softly to comfort Narcissa.

"Yes, I know. I'm just a little scared. If it weren't for the adults, we might have a different future waiting for us."

Narcissa rested her head on Lucius' chest, gently wrapped her arms around Lucius' waist, and snuggled into Lucius' arms.

"It's okay. Our family will follow you and the future will be better and better. I will try my best to do better and live up to your attention. This way, when Draco grows up, he will have a better starting point."

At this point, Lucius couldn't help but sigh. Compared to his past self, he has now truly reached a whole new level.

Who could have imagined that in just over two months, his life had already changed so dramatically.

Now, he not only manages and controls the entire Knockturn Alley, but also controls the promotion and operation of the Magic Network. He can be said to be truly in a high position of power.

However, Lucius did not get carried away, because he knew who gave him all this. He also knew that if Locke could give it to him, he could naturally take it back easily.

As an executor, all he had to do was to complete every task Locke assigned to him and be prepared for the next thing that might come. The rest was to follow Locke with peace of mind, waiting to witness with him the future that all of them would create together.

In fact, at the beginning, Lucius might have had some other thoughts, but as he spent more time in contact with Locke and truly felt the various miracles and wonders brought by Locke, he no longer had any doubts in his heart.

"Well, we'll work together, for Draco."

Narcissa thought the same as Lucius. She didn't have many wishes in her life. She just hoped that her son and husband would be well.

When the future is changed and she and Lucius are old, she will be able to rest assured when Draco and his wife take over their places.

"By the way, how is the preparation for the dragon-shaped Animagus you mentioned earlier going? If you are not sure, just wait until the adults develop the fantasy creature transformation before making a choice. Otherwise, it feels a bit risky right now."

Narcissa looked up at Lucius and talked about Lucius's plan to transform into a dragon, with lingering worry in her words.

"The materials are still being prepared. The main reason is that the main materials are missing. I want to find some rare and powerful dragons. Since there is no limit to the materials, I can also look for extinct ones."

Lucius answered the first half of Narcissa's question in a roundabout way. Are you kidding? That's a dragon. Even fantasy creatures can't compare to it.

After that, Lucius coaxed Narcissa while taking her away. How to describe this scene? Through the door, inside was the sad and depressed Sirius, and outside was the loving couple.

Volume 1: Chapter 118: Gringotts Has No Choice

As time went on into the night, another figure appeared at the gate of Malfoy Manor accompanied by explosions.

"Phew, this time shouldn't be too late."

Rodolphus, who had been rushing all the way, stretched his body. He moved immediately after receiving Locke's order, which was why he was able to rush back in such a short time.

In the eyes of Rodolphus and his gang who followed him out of Azkaban, Locke's orders were unquestionable oracle, so completing Locke's orders was the top priority.

So, after jumping the queue and rushing back to England through physical persuasion, Rodolphus arrived late and Gringotts was already closed. With his hot temper, he naturally couldn't wait for the door to open, so he simply took out his wand and cast a Shattering Spell to blast open the door of Gringotts.

Afterwards, Rodolphus, without any disguise, charged straight into Gringotts.

With the first-level magic pattern and "mana shield", Rodolphus's combat power was completely beyond the resistance of those goblins. In addition, it was late at night, and the Ministry of Magic's reaction speed could not keep up.

After that, there were constant roars coming from under Gringotts, but no one knew what Rodolphus did in Gringotts, except the goblins.

In just about half an hour, Rodolphus walked out of Gringotts at a leisurely pace.

Obviously, he was the winner, and Gringotts' claim to be the safest place outside of Hogwarts became a joke at this moment.

In the face of truly powerful and disorderly individual violence, everything these goblins rely on is useless.