I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 559 Fairy Kingdom

Only a few people can understand the reason behind Irving's sarcasm.

Besides him, only Harry could understand what he was saying.

Voldemort's parents never loved him.

The father probably hated those two men, and the mother only cared about her man and didn't love her own child.

Voldemort also showed absolutely no love for his parents.

Even his mother's attitude towards him was mostly just that the foolish woman had left him the noble Slytherin bloodline, which made him slightly different.

As for his father—Old Tom's remains were all boiled into soup by him.

Tom remained unfazed by the sarcasm; you couldn't see any dramatic change in his expression.

Perhaps this is where Voldemort's true danger lies.

Voldemort, who had already made enemies all over the world, was merely at the end of his rope.

Owen did not continue to ask Tom to bring him the Gaunt ring.

That's unrealistic, and besides, his grandmother or anyone else wouldn't want him to leave. In reality, he's essentially under house arrest here.

However, knowing who has the Gauntlet ring is enough.

Barty Crouch wouldn't give it to him? Couldn't he just take it by force?

Now that Voldemort is in power, Barty Crach, who betrayed his former master and sided with Tom, probably isn't having an easy time either.

"Sirius—" Irving said to Sirius beside him.

"I understand." Without needing to be told, Sirius naturally understood the meaning behind his words.

He immediately returned to England and mobilized the entire Order of the Phoenix to search for the whereabouts of Crouch and his son.

"Then we're all set here!" Irving shrugged. "It's easier than I expected."

"Hehe—" Hearing this, Tom chuckled casually and then reopened the parchment beside him.

During this time, he opened a magical door that had never been opened before.

The knowledge contained therein far exceeds the sum of all he had learned in the past.

That's why he'll stay here.

Having achieved his goal, Irving finally stopped focusing all his attention on Tom.

His gaze gradually fell on Bellatrix, who was standing next to Tom. Specifically, it was on her slightly protruding belly.

"Oh, right, Grandma." Owen suddenly turned to Wenda. "Regarding the human alchemy modification procedure a few months from now. May I observe?"

He is still very interested in this technology.

"What's so interesting about techniques stained with blood?" Wenda said indifferently. Then she turned and left.

"Okay—" Irving muttered under his breath.

Developing this technology must have involved hands stained with blood.

Grandma naturally didn't want to bring up this memory again.

This can be seen from the fact that his grandmother never created any artificial life again after that.

The group left the alchemy workshop and headed to the first-floor reception room.

Tea and refreshments have already been prepared there.

The little elves are very fast.

After they sat down, Wenda finally revealed her other purpose in bringing Irving here.

Voldemort's problem is not important; as long as the others are still here, they have countless opportunities.

"I want you to go to the Fairy Kingdom," Grandma said bluntly.

"The Fairy Kingdom?" Owen was taken aback. It was an unfamiliar term. Although he had heard of the Fairy Kingdom, he knew nothing about it.

"Yes—the Fairy Kingdom is located somewhere in the Alps. The exact location is unknown to the wizard, but Blake has visited it before. You can ask him for details."

"No—I want to know why? What are we going to the fairy kingdom for?" Owen pressed.

"At the invitation of the fairies," Wenda explained. "A few days ago, the fairies of Gringotts contacted one of their wizard employees, who then relayed the message to Rozier's Magical Disability Hospital, and finally, the invitation arrived here. I suspect it's related to ancient magic."

"Ancient magic? The Fairy Kingdom also possesses ancient magic? Wasn't that something the Fairy Brotherhood stole from the previous heir?"

"No—" Wenda shook her head. "The Fairy Kingdom has a very long history of possessing ancient magic, at least several thousand years. It's unclear how they obtained it, but they do it very discreetly, only using equipment made with ancient magic to forge items. They don't directly contaminate the items with ancient magic. The Fairy Brotherhood was expelled from the Fairy Kingdom because of its differing ideologies."

"So, what is our purpose?"

"Go and see what happened. If necessary, take their ancient magic. If the news gets out, it will definitely attract the covetous eyes of the mysterious people," Wenda said decisively.

Irving nodded, thinking to himself that he was indeed the number two person who followed Grindelwald back then. Although his temperament had been worn down over the years, the toughness in his bones was still hard to disappear.

"Alright." That's true, if the goblins from Gringotts are looking for him, they're probably looking for Voldemort.

That guy is already so strong, we can't let this power fall into his hands.

"Black will lead the team this time," Wenda said. "You can choose the others, but you can bring Miss Iphamoni along. It's time for her feud with the fairies to be settled."

"Koyatel?"

"Yes, the Fairy Kingdom couldn't possibly be completely unaware of the Fairy Brotherhood's activities. Their lack of involvement is simply a pretext to reap the benefits. Fairies are all greedy. Don't let your guard down against these creatures."

"One of your previous heirs died at the hands of a fairy. I think you know very well who she is. The fairy was extremely cruel to her."

"Shannie Weasley!"

"Hmm—let's set off as soon as possible. If you have any questions, ask Blake. He knows a bit about the Fairy Kingdom."

"Understood!" Irving replied.

The group then immediately began preparations.

Harry wanted to go too, but Sirius refused. It wasn't really his concern this time, and besides, Harry's Occlumency was only so-so. He should take this opportunity to humbly learn from Vanda, the Occlumency master, and master the spell as soon as possible.

Voldemort is now empowered by ancient magic, and no one knows the extent to which he has evolved his Legilimency—Sirius's biggest worry is that Voldemort can remotely control Harry. This is not an exaggeration; he absolutely has that ability.

Owen then returned to Thornfield Castle and summoned Koyatl and Hermione.

Hermione was brought along because of the little witch's insistence.

Because of the previous incident involving the divinely ordained tower in Canada, she's determined to follow suit this time.

Owen simply went along with her.

A day later, Owen, Hermione, Koyatl, and Sirius were waiting in a bar in their Paris hideout (Diagon Alley, France) for their contact—oh no—a street sprite.

Now that Britain has fallen, their actions are subject to many restrictions. Moreover, the fairy kingdom is located in the Alps, so meeting in Paris is the right choice.

While waiting for the fairy.

Sirius began to tell them about the fairy kingdom.

"The Fairy Kingdom is located underground somewhere in the Alps. As you should know, they love to dig holes, so the city is naturally built underground."

The current ruler of the fairies is named Legnark XVII, a descendant of Legnark I, the fairy king who forged the sword of Gryffindor. So I'm sure they'll talk about the sword of Gryffindor someday.

They were still in an aristocratic society, with the entire kingdom ruled by a knightly order headed by the king.

You can tell from their names that all fairies of noble birth have various titles, such as Golden Hand or Arcane Eye, while ordinary fairies only have simple names.

They worship the legendary moon goddess—scholars believe it might be Diana, the moon goddess from Muggle mythology—but the moon goddess worshipped by fairies is called something like Lady of the Night, a jumbled mess. She's clearly the goddess of the moon—yet in the fairy language it also means night. Anyway, as you all know, the wizarding world has always discriminated against these intelligent beings, just like centaurs, sirens, and mermaids—no one has ever truly studied these creatures, so we know very little about their customs, religious beliefs, and so on.

The fairies' city is called the Eternal City by the wizards. Of course, this name is not translated very well, because the fairy language is completely different from our language, and many words cannot be matched one by one.

It was a vast city, an underground city that had developed over thousands of years; I had no doubt they had even hollowed out the entire Alps. I had contact with them a few years ago when Dumbledore sent me to negotiate with the Goblin King—a group of extremely arrogant and rude beings. I had confronted them to accuse the Goblin Brotherhood of attacking Hogwarts, but they vehemently denied any connection to the Brotherhood. We nearly came to blows, and ultimately, we gained nothing from that trip except a verbal promise from King Legnak XVII—not to participate in the wizarding wars.

Dumbledore initially thought that was enough. As long as the goblins didn't side with Mystic, like the giants, remaining neutral would suffice.

The air in the bar was filled with a faint herbal scent, the aroma of their signature liquor.

The bar was crafted from a single massive obsidian stone, reflecting a soft glow. Behind the bar, an elderly wizard with white hair was busily concocting various magical potions, his fingers dancing lightly in the air.

Irving, Hermione, and Koyatl sat at the bar, listening to Sirius Black slowly recount his story. He spoke at length.

However, the description of the fairy world is still very vague.

That makes sense. Sirius only visited the Fairy Kingdom once, just once. What could he possibly know?

"This is a dereliction of duty by the wizards," Hermione said first.

At this moment, she was dressed in a well-fitting travel suit, complete with travel boots and dragon-skin gauntlets. She was also wearing a black cloak.

It's obvious at a glance that this outfit wasn't chosen by Hermione herself.

Because it has a very strong Vynda Rozier style.

Although simple, the cuffs, collar, and edges of the garment feature intricate embroidery, highlighting a low-key and understated style.

And sitting on her other side was Koyatl.

Compared to her previous outfits, this time she wore a form-fitting long dress with an off-the-shoulder and backless design, her legs were covered in white stockings, and she wore boots.

Now, she's dressed in a travel outfit that's almost identical to Hermione's, but much more conservative.

It's probably because of Mrs. Weasley's influence.

Let's be afraid of words like "gentle caress" and "alluring" being used against her.

However, Irving was quite certain that Ron would have preferred her old clothes.

"There is a creature that possesses magical abilities no less than those of wizards, and it lives right around wizards. It has even rebelled against the Ministry of Magic several times, and waged war against wizards—I really can't understand why most wizards have chosen to turn a blind eye for so many years?" Hermione looked at Sirius with a very strange expression.

Honestly, if this were in the Muggle world—this creature would probably have been extinct and become a protected species long ago.

"Hmm—" Sirius Black was a little embarrassed upon hearing this. Ultimately, it was because the wizarding world was too divided. You couldn't view the Ministry of Magic in the same way you would a nation. The Ministry was merely a tool used by wizards to enforce the Act of Secrecy; it didn't actually serve the wizards. Dealing with troublesome matters like goblins was something they naturally avoided if possible. Besides, the war between goblins and wizards was always low-intensity, always revolving around a few regions and not affecting other areas. Therefore, most wizards naturally preferred to stay out of it.

Furthermore, the Ministry of Magic has long been controlled by pure-blood wizards, who are extremely prejudiced against non-human beings. Rather than encouraging them to study fairies, they might as well wait for Voldemort to suddenly die.

"The fairies and the Purifiers have caused so much disaster in North America, yet in the end the Magical Congress of the United States only investigated the Purifiers and turned a blind eye to the fairies. This has become the norm in the magical world." Koyatl said seemingly calmly, but his tone revealed an uncontrollable anger.

Hermione patted Koyatl on the shoulder, knowing that she had been persecuted by goblins in the past.

"Sigh—" the little witch sighed, "The long-standing divisions and prejudices in the wizarding world cannot be changed overnight. At least this is an opportunity for us to understand some of the truth about the fairy race."

"So we have to be tough," Irving said, raising his voice. "Unlike last time, when we were seeking cooperation, this time they're begging us for help. Maybe we can get something out of them?"

"Gallons?" Hermione murmured.

"That's the cheapest thing," Irving said outright. Talking about money in a printing press is just crazy. He wanted printing plates, letterpress printing presses, acid-free paper, and color-changing ink!

"With thousands of years of fairy heritage, there must be a lot of good stuff. We'll just take whatever catches our eye."

As they were speaking, several curses suddenly rang out from inside the tavern.

Several French wizards uttered a few insulting words.

Then, a sharp, short voice rang out behind them.

"Are you Rozier?"

Everyone turned around and saw a fairy dressed in a suit and tie.

He had long fingernails and sharp ears, and his gaze as he looked up at the crowd was filled with arrogance and disgust.

(End of this chapter)