Chapter 144 Mount Olympus
"Two powerful wizards?!"
Albert was shocked, "Mr. Scamander, don't dare to say nonsense. We have never had a wizard here who can change the celestial phenomena on a large scale!"
"Minister Albert, why are you so unsure of yourself?" Young Roff jumped up and patted Albert on the shoulder, and said to him in an old-fashioned way, "I grew up listening to stories from Greek myths and legends. Maybe there are some ancient great wizards in your magical world who have never appeared in the world?"
Abotel smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I would rather believe that wizards from other places came to fight..."
"Mr. Scamander, what do you think?" He turned to look at the old man next to Rove who was frowning in thought.
Newt raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Albert, then turned his head and glanced at Rove worriedly.
"I want to see Mount Olympus," he said softly.
"That's great. If you go into the mountains to investigate in person, you will definitely find the truth about Mount Olympus!" Abotel naturally wanted it, and he winked at the other younger brother behind him excitedly.
The younger brother made an "ok" gesture knowingly, and took out a small golden statue from a box that had just been moved.
"Mr. Scamander, this is the door key to Mount Olympus produced by our Ministry of Magic!" Abbertel was obviously prepared. He took the small golden statue and handed it to Newt, "We There are not many wizards here who can make portkeys, and these things are in short supply right now."
Newt and Rolf looked at the golden statue that resembled the legendary Hermes in front of them and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
It is obvious that portkeys are in short supply in Greece.
The small statue of Hermes in front of me seems to be made of gold, and its purity is very high. Such a statue might weigh as much as a pound or two.
According to the more conventional gold price, if 10 galleons and 1 gram of gold are used to calculate the price, such a small statue would probably cost eight thousand galleons, which would be as high as forty thousand pounds when converted into pounds!
The Greek Ministry of Magic processed and produced such valuable items as portkeys, which in disguise proved the rarity of portkeys here——
In contrast, in the British Ministry of Magic, basic travel items such as portkeys can be made by almost every clerk in the Department of Magical Traffic Management.
And given that door keys are thrown away after being used once, most door keys are made from useless waste products such as old shoes, waste newspaper rolls, and broken teapots. The advantage of this material selection is that the Ministry of Magic does not need to recycle used door keys, which greatly reduces time costs.
Therefore, when looking at the small golden statue of Hermes held in Albert's hand, Newt and Rolf both showed sympathy and pity in their eyes.
"Um...is there anything wrong?" Alberto looked at the two Scamanders in confusion, "Don't you even need a portkey when traveling far away?"
Rove opened his mouth, wanting to explain how common such portkeys were in England and America.
But Newt interrupted him by rubbing Rolf's head.
"Rolph, we are guests, don't embarrass Mr. Abbott too much," Newt said softly, with a gentle look on his face.
Looking at his very considerate grandfather, Luofu nodded obediently.
Newt smiled and looked at Albert, who was still confused.
"Mr. Albert, I can understand your difficulties." He asked with a gentle expression, "Since your door keys are so rare, why don't we just apparate to Mount Olympus?"
Albert's expression froze on his face.
"Mr. Scamander, do you mean to say...Apparate to Mount Olympus a hundred miles away?" He asked with a stiff face.
"Yeah, what's the problem?" Newt asked curiously, "This distance shouldn't be too far, right?"
Albertel covered his face in pain.
Luofu looked at Albert's expression and carefully tugged on his grandfather's dirty windbreaker.
"Grandpa, please stop talking..." he whispered, "I now feel that you are the culprit who embarrassed Mr. Abotel."
Newt: "..."
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Newt, Rolf, Minister Albert and his two followers, the five of them finally used the statue of Hermes to reach the outskirts of Mount Olympus.
This is because in order to take care of Minister Albert's emotions, Newt pretended that he could not apparate to such a long distance... although it is hard to say whether Albert would believe his white lie.
Several people stood on an empty road and saw a desolate mountain peak in front of them, shrouded in thick fog.
From the parts not covered by the fog, we can see that Mount Olympus is extremely majestic and magnificent. The mountains are handsome and tall. From halfway up the mountain, you can vaguely see the towering snow-capped mountains piercing into the fog.
The dark gray of the bedrock and the whiteness of the snow match perfectly. Perhaps only nature can create such completely different but matching scenery.
The mountains are covered in mist, and from time to time white light shines, turning the mist into pure white. However, the white light is often mixed with some vague black energy, adding a bit of evil temperament to the domineering and slightly soft mysterious mountains.
"Unexpectedly, the movements of white light and black energy in this area have become more frequent now." Abotel said with a solemn face, "When I came here a few days ago, white light and black energy would appear every once in a while." The qi flickers alternately, but now it’s almost non-stop…”
Newt frowned, looking at the mist-shrouded mountains in front of him, his face gradually darkened.
"Minister Abotel, this white light and clouds are definitely not caused by thunderbirds." He said softly, "I once lived with a thunderbird for nearly half a year. I know very well that the thunderbird's innate magic Most of the clouds they attract are dark and heavy rain clouds, and the light they emit is also a bit of blue electric light..."
"So have we ruled out the first possibility?" Abotel asked.
"It can basically be ruled out." Newt nodded, "But the possibility of a special Thunderbird mutating cannot be ruled out."
"Well, so the second possibility you mentioned can still be retained." Abotel agreed.
He took two steps forward, observed the thick fog carefully for a while, turned his head and asked curiously, "So are you more inclined to the second or third possibility?"
"There is too little information for me to draw such a hasty conclusion." Newt shook his head, "I have to go into the mountains and collect more information."
Newt looked at Mount Olympus, half of the mountain hidden in the mist, with bursts of joy and exploration in his eyes.
At the same time, Rolf, who was standing next to Newt, had the same emotion in his eyes.
"Grandpa, it seems it's time for us to go on an adventure together!" Rolf jumped up excitedly. "I got the opportunity to take risks when I was only twelve years old. I said that I will definitely become a great magical animal like Grandpa. Scholar!"
However, just as Rolf was jumping for joy, Newt tilted his head slightly and looked at his little grandson in confusion.
"Who told you that I was going to take you on an adventure?" he asked softly.
Luofu's celebration stopped abruptly.
"But...but...Grandma Bunty isn't here, so you only have a little assistant like me, right?" He stuttered as his mood dropped too much.
As if he had thought of a possibility, Roof suddenly opened his mouth, "You wouldn't want to enter Mount Olympus alone where the situation is unknown, would you?!"
"Of course." Newt straightened his dirty but adventurous windbreaker as a matter of course. "When I was young, I took many risks alone. I was already familiar with the road."
"But you are no longer young now!" Rolf said eagerly, "You can't go alone, Mount Olympus needs me! The discipline of protecting magical animals needs me!
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"Rolf, you are still too young. I can't let you go on adventures with me." Newt said, "Besides, I'm not dead yet! I still have to support the subject of protecting magical animals. Wait until you It’s not too late to take over after graduation.”
Newt showed a rare playful smile and put a tie embroidered with gold patterns into Rolf's hand.
The next moment, as the air in front of Newt and Alberto twisted, the bulging Rolf disappeared into the outer lands of Mount Olympus.
"I made you laugh, Minister Albert." After sending away his troubled grandson, Newt breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Albert, "Rolf is still too young. It is not appropriate to participate in such an unknown adventure.”
"Understood, understood!" Abotel nodded repeatedly.
Then, he looked at Newt's hand that just handed out the tie, and opened his mouth slightly, but never said anything else.
"Do you have something to tell me, Minister Albert?" Newt noticed that Albert was hesitant to speak, so he asked curiously.
"Ahem...there's nothing important..." Albertel coughed awkwardly, "I just wanted to ask, was the door key that Mr. Scamander just handed to Rove also a door key?"
"You read that right, Minister Albert." Newt smiled softly, "This is a portkey that Albus gave me decades ago. It can return to Hogwart from anywhere in the world." Ci. I haven’t used it in these years, but I suddenly remembered it today.”
"Um...Made decades ago...anywhere in the world...?"
Abotel swallowed, feeling that after all these years he had stayed in a small place like Greece, he still saw little.
Newt smiled amusedly.
In fact, he was initially surprised by the effective range of the doorkey made by Dumbledore and how long it could be retained.
This is because normal door keys are often only used within the country, and the shelf life of most door keys is only a few days. After this time, the magic contained in them will gradually dissipate, and eventually turn into useless old shoes, waste newspaper rolls, broken teapots...
As for transnational portkeys, they not only require approval from the Ministry of Magic, but also require more detailed magic casting; portkeys that cross continents are even more complicated—generally speaking, only the top group of wizards can make cross-continental keys. Continent's door key, and it is only valid for a few hours at most.
Cross-border and cross-continental portkeys require extremely strict approval and extremely high fees. This is why the number of black traders in the magic world who secretly sell portkeys remains high.
Moreover, the door keys sold by black dealers usually have no quality guarantee. They often appear in the wrong location, are too bumpy, or even throw the wizard away from the door key during use...
Portkeys made by Dumbledore never had this problem.
The most powerful wizard in the magic world, he showed his excellent ability to make portkeys as early as 60 years ago during the Global Wizarding War. He used portkeys several times to fight Newt and him against Glindel. Wo's friends were rescued from fire and water.
For example, the door key used by Newt to teleport Rolf away was obtained from Dumbledore decades ago and has still been used.
Newt and the Greek Minister of Magic beside him were thinking thoughtfully about the Portkey while walking side by side in the direction of Mount Olympus.
"Didi——"
Just then, several loud car horns sounded, interrupting their thoughts.
Newt turned his head and saw a black car with its headlights on, driving slowly behind the two of them.
"Hey - the two guys in fancy clothes in front of you!" A middle-aged man rolled down the window and stuck his head out of the car, "Do you two have any quality? If you hear the horn while walking in the middle of the road, why don't you hurry up? Get out of the way?"
The man spoke in Greek, and Newt looked at Alberto beside him in confusion.
Albert's face became extremely embarrassed, and he quickly took Newt's arm and dragged him to the side of the road.
"I'm really sorry, we were too focused on chatting." Abotel said with an apologetic smile to the man.
The man looked at Newt and Alberto who had stepped aside on the side of the road. He let out a "humph" and stuck his hand out the window out of anger and raised his middle finger.
"You should pay more attention in the future." He tapped the gray shell of his car with his middle finger, "Did you see it? This is a BMW 850ci! The fact that I can afford this car means that I can take care of you two at will. A weird transvestite!"
After saying this, the man still put his middle finger out of the car window, started the car with his other hand, and quickly left in front of Newt and Albert, leaving only the dust they raised in the sky.
Seeing this Muggle being so provocative, Abotel, who was the "highly powerful" Minister of Magic in Greece, turned red with anger.
Although Newt couldn't understand what the man said, he could still understand the behavior of raising the middle finger and flicking tail gas. Even he, who has always been good-tempered, was a little dissatisfied.
But both of them restrained themselves and did not use magic to attack Muggles. This is a matter of principle for wizards in the magical world.
However, just because the two of them didn't take action doesn't mean that others won't take action...
"boom!"
A loud noise came from not far in front of the two people.
The two of them looked up in shock and saw an extremely handsome silver car, and an equally handsome man sitting in the car.
That man has long silver hair that is more dazzling than the car...
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