Chapter 498 Grindelwald!
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The prison security here is extremely tight.
Even Dumbledore must undergo a series of examinations. Without him, there are too many things in the wizarding world that can be used to impersonate others to achieve various purposes, including but by no means limited to Polyjuice Potion.
And here, the most dangerous man in the history of magic for thousands of years is imprisoned. He almost overturned the entire magic world.
Suhl was also examined. Although he could not understand German, the attitude of the man responsible for the inquiry was not friendly at all. He showed a strong attitude that only Dumbledore could enter and Suhl could not. .
However, Soul was finally able to enter the castle, with Dumbledore vouching for him.
Oh, of course, there was a price, his wand was kept for a while.
This place only looks like a castle on the outside. It's not like Hogwarts on the inside, which has all kinds of magical things. It's more like an old stone house that has been abandoned for hundreds of years. Of course, no one will be idle. Responsible for sweeping the place, all areas in contact with the air are covered with a thick layer of ash.
"Swept away by the whirlwind"
Dumbledore was completely unaffected by this place. After looking around for a while, he raised his wand and recited a spell. With the blessing of the spell, the power of magic became even more powerful.
The invisible whirlwind stirred up the dust, and the stones under the dust finally breathed fresh air.
Under the influence of magic power, the dust condensed into a gray-black substance and was manipulated to fly out of the glassless window.
Sur secretly tried it, but felt that his magic power was like the frozen black lake water in winter, unable to move at all.
At this time, he had a new concept of Dumbledore's strength.
There is still a long way to go...
"Follow me, Soul, the person we want to see is up here." After briefly cleaning up the place, Dumbledore walked towards the black stone steps, the only staircase in the entire castle.
Soul followed.
"Click, click..." The cleverly overlapped footsteps echoed in the large, quiet space of the castle, but if someone listened carefully, they could still hear the cleverly overlapped footsteps, one light and the other heavy.
The sound of footsteps reached the end of the stairs without any hindrance.
There was only one room here, and there was a person in the room. He opened his eyes in the darkness. It was strange, azure, but one light and one dark. His bright eyes seemed to sweep away the darkness in the room.
The corners of his mouth curled up.
The stairs are very long. The only stone staircase in the castle extends to opposite stone paths of the same length leading to each floor of the castle. Each stone path leads to a deep and silent darkness, very quiet, quietly. It was weird, but Suer intuitively felt that there was a 'person' watching them in every darkness.
Dumbledore remained silent and walked up the stairs with a calm face.
Sur counted silently, there were twelve branches in total, which meant that, excluding the top and bottom floors, the castle had a total of eight floors.
"Click." This is the last flight of stairs, followed by a gentle stone corridor.
Dumbledore raised his wand again and waved it in the air, and flames ignited one after another, illuminating the stone corridor.
The stone corridor is not wide, only enough for three or four people to stand side by side, but it is very long, about more than 100 meters. Strangely, if someone measures the depth of the castle from the outside, they will find that the depth of the castle is only a few dozen meters.
But magic is obviously impossible to explain using science.
There are thick walls on both sides of the stone corridor. Unlike the one below, this place is spotless, and the dark stones reflect a faint green light under the firelight.
At the end is a door, a very thick iron door.
"Creak...squeak...dumb~~~" The long aftertaste echoed in the stone corridor, and Soul also saw the scene behind the door through the crack in the door opened by Dumbledore.
This is a small room. The first thing that strikes the eye is a window. The cold white light illuminates the room from there and is the only source of light.
Then, there was a small wooden table. There was a chipped porcelain plate on the wooden table. There were two potatoes on the porcelain plate. One of them had a bite, and the other had a layer of dark green hair on the surface. , you can tell at a glance that it is no longer edible.
In addition, there is a simple wooden bed.
Grindelwald lives in such a shabby place?Even the living conditions of homeless people under London Bridge are much better than here.
"You're here." An old voice came from a place where the sunlight could not reach.
Dumbledore did not respond, but lightly snapped his fingers, and the flames lit up, driving away the darkness.
From this, Su Er could clearly see the true face of the owner of the voice coming from the darkness, the once high-spirited and arrogant man.
He was skinny, with gray hair spread out messily. The clothes on his body were a little too big, but they were very clean.
His face was covered with wrinkles, like an ordinary 90-[-]-year-old man. He looked much older than Dumbledore, but similar to Dumbledore, his pupils, one shallow and one dark, were extremely bright.
"I'm here." Dumbledore replied calmly at this time.
"You haven't seen me for a while." Grindelwald smiled.
"A lot of things have happened recently, which has made me a little anxious." Dumbledore glanced at the potatoes in the porcelain plate, waved his wand, and the two malicious potatoes disappeared.
"That kid is indeed a bit dangerous. He is much crazier than me." Grindelwald chuckled, looking at Soul behind Dumbledore with his bright eyes.
"Hello, kid."
Soul was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Dumbledore, and then bowed respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Grindelwald."
Grindelwald glanced at Soul up and down with interest, nodded his chin, and then turned to look at Dumbledore.
"What is your purpose in bringing this kid here to find me? Albus."
"You know," Dumbledore said calmly.
Grindelwald shook his body slightly and said sarcastically,
"Oh, of course, I can't hide anything from you, Albus."
"Don't worry, after so many years, I have grown old, and so have you... I just want to find peace for you and my old age."
"I think you're as ready as I am." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"Of course, Albus, I have been mentally prepared, but who doesn't want to see more if you can see more? That old guy Flamel lived for more than 600 years before he was willing to leave. Now that there are new possibilities, I want to try it , I haven’t gotten the answer to that question back then.” Grindelwald’s answer was confusing.
Soul didn't understand, but Dumbledore obviously did. He glanced at Soul and was silent for a moment.
"I'm going to buy you some food nearby. There have been a lot of new flavors recently, if you can still bite."
Grindelwald laughed,
"It's not that you don't understand me, it's just that those people want to see me like this."
Even Dumbledore must undergo a series of examinations. Without him, there are too many things in the wizarding world that can be used to impersonate others to achieve various purposes, including but by no means limited to Polyjuice Potion.
And here, the most dangerous man in the history of magic for thousands of years is imprisoned. He almost overturned the entire magic world.
Suhl was also examined. Although he could not understand German, the attitude of the man responsible for the inquiry was not friendly at all. He showed a strong attitude that only Dumbledore could enter and Suhl could not. .
However, Soul was finally able to enter the castle, with Dumbledore vouching for him.
Oh, of course, there was a price, his wand was kept for a while.
This place only looks like a castle on the outside. It's not like Hogwarts on the inside, which has all kinds of magical things. It's more like an old stone house that has been abandoned for hundreds of years. Of course, no one will be idle. Responsible for sweeping the place, all areas in contact with the air are covered with a thick layer of ash.
"Swept away by the whirlwind"
Dumbledore was completely unaffected by this place. After looking around for a while, he raised his wand and recited a spell. With the blessing of the spell, the power of magic became even more powerful.
The invisible whirlwind stirred up the dust, and the stones under the dust finally breathed fresh air.
Under the influence of magic power, the dust condensed into a gray-black substance and was manipulated to fly out of the glassless window.
Sur secretly tried it, but felt that his magic power was like the frozen black lake water in winter, unable to move at all.
At this time, he had a new concept of Dumbledore's strength.
There is still a long way to go...
"Follow me, Soul, the person we want to see is up here." After briefly cleaning up the place, Dumbledore walked towards the black stone steps, the only staircase in the entire castle.
Soul followed.
"Click, click..." The cleverly overlapped footsteps echoed in the large, quiet space of the castle, but if someone listened carefully, they could still hear the cleverly overlapped footsteps, one light and the other heavy.
The sound of footsteps reached the end of the stairs without any hindrance.
There was only one room here, and there was a person in the room. He opened his eyes in the darkness. It was strange, azure, but one light and one dark. His bright eyes seemed to sweep away the darkness in the room.
The corners of his mouth curled up.
The stairs are very long. The only stone staircase in the castle extends to opposite stone paths of the same length leading to each floor of the castle. Each stone path leads to a deep and silent darkness, very quiet, quietly. It was weird, but Suer intuitively felt that there was a 'person' watching them in every darkness.
Dumbledore remained silent and walked up the stairs with a calm face.
Sur counted silently, there were twelve branches in total, which meant that, excluding the top and bottom floors, the castle had a total of eight floors.
"Click." This is the last flight of stairs, followed by a gentle stone corridor.
Dumbledore raised his wand again and waved it in the air, and flames ignited one after another, illuminating the stone corridor.
The stone corridor is not wide, only enough for three or four people to stand side by side, but it is very long, about more than 100 meters. Strangely, if someone measures the depth of the castle from the outside, they will find that the depth of the castle is only a few dozen meters.
But magic is obviously impossible to explain using science.
There are thick walls on both sides of the stone corridor. Unlike the one below, this place is spotless, and the dark stones reflect a faint green light under the firelight.
At the end is a door, a very thick iron door.
"Creak...squeak...dumb~~~" The long aftertaste echoed in the stone corridor, and Soul also saw the scene behind the door through the crack in the door opened by Dumbledore.
This is a small room. The first thing that strikes the eye is a window. The cold white light illuminates the room from there and is the only source of light.
Then, there was a small wooden table. There was a chipped porcelain plate on the wooden table. There were two potatoes on the porcelain plate. One of them had a bite, and the other had a layer of dark green hair on the surface. , you can tell at a glance that it is no longer edible.
In addition, there is a simple wooden bed.
Grindelwald lives in such a shabby place?Even the living conditions of homeless people under London Bridge are much better than here.
"You're here." An old voice came from a place where the sunlight could not reach.
Dumbledore did not respond, but lightly snapped his fingers, and the flames lit up, driving away the darkness.
From this, Su Er could clearly see the true face of the owner of the voice coming from the darkness, the once high-spirited and arrogant man.
He was skinny, with gray hair spread out messily. The clothes on his body were a little too big, but they were very clean.
His face was covered with wrinkles, like an ordinary 90-[-]-year-old man. He looked much older than Dumbledore, but similar to Dumbledore, his pupils, one shallow and one dark, were extremely bright.
"I'm here." Dumbledore replied calmly at this time.
"You haven't seen me for a while." Grindelwald smiled.
"A lot of things have happened recently, which has made me a little anxious." Dumbledore glanced at the potatoes in the porcelain plate, waved his wand, and the two malicious potatoes disappeared.
"That kid is indeed a bit dangerous. He is much crazier than me." Grindelwald chuckled, looking at Soul behind Dumbledore with his bright eyes.
"Hello, kid."
Soul was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Dumbledore, and then bowed respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Grindelwald."
Grindelwald glanced at Soul up and down with interest, nodded his chin, and then turned to look at Dumbledore.
"What is your purpose in bringing this kid here to find me? Albus."
"You know," Dumbledore said calmly.
Grindelwald shook his body slightly and said sarcastically,
"Oh, of course, I can't hide anything from you, Albus."
"Don't worry, after so many years, I have grown old, and so have you... I just want to find peace for you and my old age."
"I think you're as ready as I am." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"Of course, Albus, I have been mentally prepared, but who doesn't want to see more if you can see more? That old guy Flamel lived for more than 600 years before he was willing to leave. Now that there are new possibilities, I want to try it , I haven’t gotten the answer to that question back then.” Grindelwald’s answer was confusing.
Soul didn't understand, but Dumbledore obviously did. He glanced at Soul and was silent for a moment.
"I'm going to buy you some food nearby. There have been a lot of new flavors recently, if you can still bite."
Grindelwald laughed,
"It's not that you don't understand me, it's just that those people want to see me like this."
