Valerius went to the Diagon alley,
Bought stuff necessary for the school like books etc…
Instead of Quills, Valerius with the Flamel's knowledge create a mind controlled writing quill, which writes the stuff without holding the quill, for himself alone.
Valerius bought a thick suitcase, which had Dragon skin outside and Niffer's fur inside, which is the most high end product for traveling features.
Valerius casted the Capacious Extremis charm, and made the space bound with ancient runes,
The start of a new year at Hogwarts had arrived, and the air was filled with an electric anticipation. Valerius stood at Platform 9¾, his posture composed as he observed the bustling crowd of students and parents. This was the year he would begin to lay more groundwork—not just within Hogwarts but in his broader plans for the magical world.
Beside him stood Cecilia, whose attire caught his attention. She wore a black French-style ensemble that exuded elegance and strength, perfectly embodying the values he held in high regard. The polished lines and subdued sophistication of her clothing made her look mature and formidable, as if she, too, were preparing for something grander than a typical school year. Valerius found himself quietly pleased; her style matched the precise image he favored.
As they made their way through the throngs of students, Valerius spotted a few of his Slytherin Senior housemates, each nodding with a hint of respect at his arrival.
about his industry in Germany and the unique inventions that seemed to come directly from his mind, like his magical fax machine, and they knew he was no ordinary student.
As he and Cecilia boarded the train,
Maximillian Nott, Evergreen, Orion Avery made them feel welcome,
Orion "Hey Val, do you have a new wand now?"
Valerius "yeah"
Orion "It looks really elegant"
Valerius "It is simply made like that"
Valerius flexed his wandless telekinetic powers to make the essentials to place it in the order,
Were others were starring in awe.
Just as Valerius was settling into the train compartment with Cecilia, Orion, and Nott, an owl swooped in through the open window, a formal-looking letter tied to its leg. Valerius raised an eyebrow as he untied it, scanning the official notice inside.
"Great," he muttered, a smirk forming as he handed the letter over for the others to read. "The Ministry wants a little chat about my alchemy work."
Nott shook his head, grumbling, "This is ridiculous. The Ministry's gone mad, calling a student for questioning! And over… patents?"
Cecilia looked worried. "Val, what are you going to do? They're gathering every top alchemist from around the world for this interrogation."
Valerius shrugged, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "I don't have much of a choice, but I can't say I won't enjoy the session. Should be interesting."
Orion let out a low laugh. "That's more like it. That's the Valerius I know—walking into the Ministry like he owns it."
Valerius nodded, already forming a plan. "Celestie!" he called.
The compartment temperature rose instantly, and in a burst of brilliant blue flames, a majestic phoenix appeared on Valerius's arm, her fiery plumage casting a warm glow around the compartment.
"Everyone, meet Celestie," Valerius announced with a slight grin. "She's my phoenix companion. And, Celestie," he addressed her directly, "we need to apparate to the Ministry—same spot Sirius and I went before."
Celestie's voice resonated calmly in his mind, "Yes, Master. We shall go."
The others looked on in awe as Celestie gave a nod and spread her wings. In a swirl of thick blue flames, Valerius and Celestie vanished from the train, leaving behind a flurry of sparks and a room full of astonished friends.
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The flames subsided, and Valerius found himself standing in the grand entryway of the Ministry's Hall of Interrogation. He straightened his robes and pushed open the heavy doors to find a crowd already assembled: France, Italy, Brazil, the United States, and nearly every other major wizarding nation had sent representatives, their alchemical scholars gathered in the room with mixed expressions of curiosity and skepticism.
A senior alchemist from France, notorious for his disdain toward the Grindelwald family, looked Valerius over with a frown. "Grindelwald," he called, his tone dripping with disdain. "I trust you understand the importance of respecting alchemical tradition. We are here to ascertain if your… inventions… even approach the standards of genuine alchemical mastery."
Valerius gave a polite nod, his tone cool and measured. "I'm aware of the standards, Monsieur. That's precisely why I came prepared." He met the alchemist's gaze steadily, daring him to challenge the confidence in his words.
Another alchemist from Italy stepped forward, gesturing for quiet. "Young Grindelwald, if your claims are valid, you will have no reason to fear our judgment. This assembly is fair—"
The French alchemist interrupted with a snort, muttering under his breath, "Fair, perhaps, but not forgiving."
Valerius smiled faintly, his voice calm but resolute. "I'm not here for forgiveness. I'm here to demonstrate that alchemy is not the relic of tradition it once was. And if you're ready, I'll show you exactly how it's done."
A murmur ran through the room, some impressed, others dubious. Valerius knew this trial would be anything but easy,
The hall grew silent as Valerius stepped into the center, facing the distinguished panel of world-renowned alchemists. Each represented a different country and tradition, their expertise covering centuries-old theories, transformative techniques, and elemental mastery. The air was thick with tension and anticipation.
A representative from France, Madame Lefevre, who bore the unmistakable influence of Flamel's legacy, began with a scrutinizing gaze.
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Madame Lefevre (France): "Mr. Grindelwald, I'll begin with a straightforward question: what motivated your work in alchemical transference? Specifically, how did you decide to merge alchemical transference with modern magical devices?"
Valerius: "Alchemy's power lies in its ability to transform one thing into another. But why should we limit it to the physical world? I've been exploring how alchemical principles can enhance our daily magical tools—hence, the alchemical transference in my magical fax machine. By embedding basic principles of transference, I allow instant communication without the limitations of traditional owl post. It's about making alchemy accessible and practical."
Madame Lefevre's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly intrigued but cautious. She leaned forward, folding her hands thoughtfully.
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Professor Takahashi (Japan): "Impressive application, Valerius. But let's take it further. Alchemy often requires profound energy sources—especially when dealing with transference. How do you sustain the stability of transference in your devices without compromising magical integrity?"
Valerius: "The device is powered by enchanted gemstones that operate on a unique energy-frequency binding method. By setting the frequency to match the magical signature of the intended recipient, the gemstone stabilizes energy output and maintains the alchemical integrity of the transference without draining its power too quickly. The result is a stable channel that is efficient and highly specific."
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Dr. Moretti (Italy): "But this raises a question, Mr. Grindelwald. Enchanted gemstones as a primary power source are highly volatile. How do you prevent interference? Alchemy has always warned against overusing or 'binding' such volatile sources. Aren't you concerned about misfires or instability in high-power environments?"
Valerius: "That's a valid point, Dr. Moretti, but I've addressed it. I have integrated a containment charm that prevents energy overload by funneling excess energy back into the gemstone itself. This design uses a self-regulating feedback loop based on principles of energy inversion and redirection. This way, the gemstone is never overcharged, and potential interference is neutralized, making it stable for sustained use even in high-energy environments."
Dr. Moretti looked mildly impressed, raising his eyebrows as he leaned back, exchanging glances with his colleagues.
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Alchemist Torres (Brazil): "Interesting approach, Mr. Grindelwald. But let's touch upon the ethical implications. By enhancing accessibility to complex alchemical processes, aren't you potentially lowering the level of discipline required in this field? Alchemy has always demanded focus and dedication, not convenience."
Valerius: "Alchemy is indeed a discipline, but why should it remain out of reach to those without the resources or centuries of family tradition? Making alchemy accessible doesn't mean diminishing its importance. By adapting certain aspects to everyday magical tools, I'm encouraging engagement with alchemy on a larger scale. Those who seek mastery will still need rigorous training. My work serves as a gateway for wider engagement, not a substitute for true alchemical practice."
Torres seemed satisfied with the answer, though a hint of skepticism lingered in his eyes. He nodded thoughtfully, acknowledging the perspective.
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professor Wang (China): "You've made your case well, Mr. Grindelwald, but let's not overlook the potency of your spells. Rumor has it that your techniques allow for nearly destructive energy. If true, what are the control mechanisms in place? How do you regulate the potency of your inventions to avoid catastrophic outcomes, especially given that such tools could fall into untrained hands?"
Valerius: "A critical question, Dr. Wang. To address this, each of my devices incorporates a sequence-bound charm embedded with a user-specific activation code. Only the intended wielder can activate the device to its full potential. The charms act as both a safeguard and a regulatory measure, ensuring that even if it were to fall into untrained hands, the magic would be unusable or, at the very least, significantly limited in potency."
Professor Wang inclined his head in acknowledgment, appearing impressed by Valerius's proactive approach to safety.
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Madame Lefevre: "Then, perhaps one final question, Valerius. You clearly respect alchemical tradition, but your work pushes boundaries beyond convention. Do you consider yourself more of an alchemist or an innovator?"
Valerius paused for a moment, his gaze steady as he met her eyes.
Valerius: "I would say I am both. Alchemy, to me, is a discipline rooted in discovery, in evolution. I respect its principles, but I don't believe it should remain static. My innovations are extensions of that respect, a desire to build on what's come before while preparing for what lies ahead. True alchemy, in my view, should always seek to expand its horizons."
The room fell into a heavy silence as the world's finest alchemists processed Valerius's words. Some nodded in approval, others exchanged guarded glances, but a sense of respect had clearly settled over the assembly. His responses were not only intelligent but also revealed a deep commitment to alchemical principles—even as he dared to push them into new realms.
Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, a group of Aurors arrived in the Deputy Headmaster's office, requesting to escort Valerius to the Ministry. The head of the group was impatient, tapping his wand on his arm as he looked at Professor McGonagall.
"We need to take Valerius Grindelwald into custody immediately," he declared, "for questioning about his alchemical practices."
To their surprise, Cecilia, who had heard of their arrival, appeared at the office door. She raised an eyebrow, her voice calm but firm. "Valerius is already at the Ministry of Magic," she informed them. "He's been summoned for a formal evaluation by the International Alchemical Council."
The Aurors exchanged glances, momentarily thrown off by this revelation. Their leader cleared his throat. "Well then," he said, rallying, "we'll reach him through the Floo Network. No need to waste time on formalities here."
With a nod from Professor McGonagall, the Aurors stepped into the large, ornate fireplace. In a flash of green flames, they vanished, bound for the Ministry.
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Upon arriving at the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors found the atmosphere in the Hall of Interrogation tense but electric. They pushed open the heavy doors to find Valerius standing at the center of the room, surrounded by the world's top alchemists. His poise was calm, his presence commanding.
To their astonishment, it was clear that the young Grindelwald had not only faced down the world's most skilled alchemical minds but had, in fact, won them over.
The French alchemist, Madame Lefevre, stepped forward, her previous skepticism softened into respect. "Valerius Grindelwald," she announced to the room, her voice carrying a note of genuine admiration, "you have proven yourself worthy of the title *Prodigy of Alchemy*. Your mastery and vision are undeniable."
A wave of murmurs rippled through the hall as the title settled over the assembly, echoing in the air.
The lead Auror, who had initially come to take Valerius in for questioning, blinked, stunned. He muttered to his colleague, "Seems Grindelwald's reputation wasn't exaggerated."
In that moment, Valerius Grindelwald stood before the magical world, not just as a student but as a recognized master, an innovator who had transcended the boundaries of traditional alchemy. And though the Aurors had arrived expecting to question him, they now realized they were in the presence of a legend in the making.