#72 - Chapter 72: Meeting after half a century - Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Nurmengard stood on the majestic mountain peak, like a gloomy beast guarding its territory.

The towering towers pierced the sky, and the surrounding walls were made of thick black stone, each stone seeming to exude a heavy sense of oppression.

There were no guards here, only a huge and heavy iron gate, covered with complex runes and protective spells, emitting a terrifying power.

The castle was surrounded by thick clouds, and those mists seemed to be alive, slowly flowing, obscuring the full view of Nurmengard, giving people a mysterious and terrifying feeling.

Looking at the familiar words above the gate, Dumbledore was filled with emotion.

【For the Greater Good】

Originally, he thought he could face all this calmly and then tell Sebastian about the past here.

However, he was now a little too preoccupied to care about Sebastian.

Endless memories surged in his mind, and complex emotions arose in his heart.

It had been 46 years......

He hadn't seen Gellert in so long.

He wondered if he was doing well.

Dumbledore took a deep breath and continued forward, preparing to face those long-sealed memories.

He raised his leg and slowly walked towards the gate of Nurmengard, his footsteps echoing on the empty mountaintop, as if each step was a conversation with the past.

He reached out and gently touched the iron gate covered with powerful spells.

The cold touch made him recall the days when he and Gellert fought together.

At that time, they had envisioned a new world, a world without secrets and without borders.

However, everything was shattered by their respective obsessions.

The iron gate slowly opened, and Dumbledore stepped into the interior of Nurmengard.

The interior of the castle was equally suffocating, with long corridors extending into the unknown darkness, and cold stone walls on both sides, with only one or two dim torches flickering on the walls.

The firelight reflected the deep carvings on the walls, as if telling of the loneliness and struggle that had once been here.

Dumbledore walked very slowly, unsure whether he should walk faster or slower.

He only knew that the stairs upstairs were very long, and his legs were very heavy, and every step was extremely difficult.

Finally, he came to a small room, the door of the room was half-open, and a faint light shone through.

Dumbledore pushed open the door, and he saw that unfamiliar yet familiar figure - Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald sat quietly on a simple hard bed, draped in a thin and tattered blanket.

His eyes were calm and deep, as if he had already seen through everything in the world.

Looking at the old man who came in, he smiled slightly, with a complex emotion in his eyes.

"Albus, did you receive my letter?"

"That's good."

"You came to see me."

"I've been waiting for you."

"Waiting for a long, long time."

"A full 46 years."

The corners of Dumbledore's eyes were slightly moist, and in his eyes, this emaciated figure slowly overlapped with a handsome and charming figure.

They were once friends, lovers, comrades, and each other's opponents, and now, time has connected them again.

Dumbledore took a step closer and said in a low and slow voice.

"Gellert, long time no see."

Grindelwald smiled, patted the hard bed beside him, and invited Dumbledore.

"Come sit, it's a little simple here, there aren't even any sheets, I hope you don't mind."

"However, although it's a little simple, the scenery outside the window is good, I often stand at the window and look out."

"Watching the sunrise, watching the sunset, watching the clouds in the sky, watching the rain falling."

"The night before yesterday, the sky was full of stars, I stood there and watched for a long time, and when I got tired, I leaned against the wall and fell asleep."

"I prefer to sit on the bed and watch my neighbor. Albus, look."

Grindelwald raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the roof, where a spider was quietly lying on the web it had spun.

"I like watching it spin its web the most, circle after circle, busy non-stop."

"It's just that there are a little few mosquitoes here, and it's often hungry and full."

"It's strange to say, we used to only care about moving forward and didn't pay attention to the scenery around us,"

"Now that I've calmed down, I've found that these common things are so interesting."

"I wrote a lot of letters to you to share these beautiful things, it's a pity, I haven't received a reply from you."

He turned his head and carefully looked at Dumbledore sitting next to him, and smiled with emotion.

"Time flies so fast, Albus, in the blink of an eye, you're so old, and your beard is so long."

"We are not as lively as we were when we were young, I remember you used to talk a lot."

Listening to Grindelwald's rambling words, Dumbledore's heart slowly calmed down.

He smiled at Grindelwald, his smile full of relief for the past.

"Yes......"

......

Sebastian stood in the shadows outside the door, quietly, without making a sound.

Now the time belongs to these two reunited old men.

He silently listened to the two of them reminiscing, without any intention of going up to disturb them.

Sebastian carefully sensed it, and he found that Grindelwald's magic was still very dazzling.

It's just that his body is very thin, like a skeleton, and he is already very weak.

Sebastian's thoughts were a little wandering, and he was wondering what kind of person Grindelwald was.

Without a doubt, the young Grindelwald was a charming and outstanding wizard.

He had pale blond hair, which made him look both noble and aloof.

His eyes were cold blue, deep and sharp, as if he could see into the deepest part of people's hearts. Under his gaze, anyone would feel nowhere to hide.

Thinking of this, Sebastian carefully looked at the door.

He found that Grindelwald's face was as thin as a skeleton, his eyes sunken in his eye sockets, completely unrelated to his handsome image when he was young.

However, Sebastian would not judge people by their appearance, and would not despise Grindelwald because he had become gray-haired.

This is a very idealistic and talented person.

He has genius-level intelligence and a ruthless personality. He is able to carefully craft plans to achieve his goals and will do whatever it takes to achieve them.

You know, back then, he alone turned the American Ministry of Magic around.

In addition to this, he also has amazing personal charm.

Even today, many people in the Wizarding Supremacist Party he created still miss him and wait for him to issue new orders.

Suddenly, the words inside the door interrupted Sebastian's thoughts.

"Albus, the young man outside the door has been standing there for so long, wouldn't you call him in to introduce him to me?"

"Hello, Mr. Grindelwald." Sebastian walked into the door and bowed slightly to Grindelwald.

"I am Sebastian Swan, a professor of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts."

"Very glad to meet you."

Grindelwald sat on the bed, carefully looking at Sebastian who walked into the door with his eyes that could penetrate people's hearts.

After a long time, he smiled slightly: "Very powerful young man, the magic is very dazzling, has the demeanor of my youth."

"I already know the purpose of your coming, that purpose hidden deep in your heart."

Speaking, the corners of his mouth grinned even wider, as happy as if he had completed a prank.