Chapter 1656: ?The Dark Lord

When it comes to traveling to the Alps, no one thinks of Austria, no one thinks of Innsbruck.

This is a small town where you can see the Alps any time you look up. Innsbruck is also known as the heart of the Alps because it is located in the widest place in the hinterland of the mountains.

Next to the valley is the North Chain Mountain. Its highest peak is Hafreka Peak at an altitude of 2256 meters. The bottom of the mountain is granite and the upper part is limestone. At first glance, the top is white snow and the lower half is a verdant forest.

There are the Habsburg Palace, the residence of Queen Maria, the Ambras Palace, the castle of Ferdinand II, and the Golden Roof Ducal Palace of the "Last Knight" Maximilian I. Such royal buildings are in There are many in this small city.

This is a quiet and peaceful city, with the dual beauty of humanities and environment. Even Goethe has ever walked here, climbed the Beilian Mountain, and left behind his words, which attracted countless followers from future generations to walk this'great man' the road'.

If you are looking at a Muggle travel brochure, it will definitely describe the city, paradise on earth, the pearl of Austria and so on.

However, for the magical world, this place has other meanings. Cross the Northern Chain Mountain and continue north, into the depths of the Alps, where you will see the Stubai Glacier, the snow-capped mountain at an altitude of 3150 meters, which is the highest in Tirol. peak.

In the midsummer of Innsbruck, the harsh winter icebergs and snow drifts are still in front of you. The year-round glacier scenery and the long and distant valley wonders make you feel like you have entered another world.

For Muggles, they will never know what is on the highest peak. Many people will ski and enjoy the ice and rock peak of the second peak at 2,900 meters, but they don't know that someone is always watching them higher up.

A fortress protected by Muggle Expulsion Curses and ice and snow.

This is the location of one of the two well-known prisons in the magical world, Newmondgard. It was once the base camp built by the Dark Lord Grindelwald himself, a magic fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Later, he was defeated by Dumbledore and was imprisoned in the highest tower of the castle as a defeated king. The castle was also turned into a prison and managed by the International Federation of Wizards.

In the past, it was magnificent and magnificent. The saints of Grindelwald would come here to worship and spread his ideas around the world.

But now, the followers do not survive, either in battle or in old age, and the castle is ruined.

The guards of the Wizarding Union stole all the valuable things in exchange for their wealth, including those beautiful European artworks and Grindelwald's gorgeous wardrobe.

In this regard, the dark lord of the past didn't care, he just sat in the cell on the top of the tower, observing the Muggles skiing thousands of meters away through the bars.

No matter how the times change, Muggles are still so ridiculous. They still rely on snowboards to fly in the air without magic. Why not play hang gliding?

He didn't lose to Dumbledore at first, he was just tired and gave up.

If he wanted to escape, the mere stone walls and iron fences could not stop him, and he was more like being under house arrest voluntarily, which he owed Dumbledore.

As he grows older, he often falls into the memory of what he did in the past. Thinking about it now, maybe those methods are too extreme.

He was a top prophet, even foreseeing the Second World War and the explosion of the atomic bomb in 1926.

He knows Muggles or Muggles very well. They can be called anything. He can see their potential. When he was young, he wanted to gather the Deathly Hallows so that wizards could rule the world and ordinary people, at least not Their chance to fight the wizards.

Dumbledore had a similar idea when he was young. If Grindelwald hadn't killed his lover's sister by mistake, maybe everything would not be like today.

It's a pity that now he doesn't have a magic wand or a newspaper. He doesn't know exactly what's going on outside. Occasionally Dumbledore will come to see him. The two talk and chat through the iron gate. This is his only channel of information.

Sometimes Dumbledore would ask him to help analyze what Voldemort thought, but Grindelwald just blinked and answered his lover with the same smile as before.

‘Voldemort doesn’t know what love is, I’m different from him, so I can’t guess what he will do. ’

So there will be silence between the two, sharing some sweets through the iron gate, and then Dumbledore will leave silently.

But today was different. Originally, he heard the footsteps outside the door and thought it was Dumbledore who was coming. He sat up on the bed and tidyed his hair.

Cleared his throat, raised his chin, showing a very energetic look.

However, immediately he saw the jailer's head being pressed heavily against the small fence window on the door, and it fell to pieces in an instant, with blood and brain spurting everywhere.

Grindelwald tilted his head. He thought it was funny. What is this? Has anyone sent a giant to kill himself?

Of course not, a golden light flashed, and the cell door fell down like a biscuit, revealing a man in yellow and black armor outside the door.

"Gellert Grindelwald, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."

The other party said so, the voice seemed to have been polished by sandpaper, with a rough feeling, as dark as coming from the abyss.

Grindelwald was very knowledgeable and not afraid of death at all. He sat back on the bed and used his little finger to dig out his ears: "I don't know you and don't want to talk to you. If you were sent to kill me, then do it. Yes, but Albus will definitely avenge me."

"I'm not here to kill you, don't be anxious to refuse, Lord Dark Lord." The man removed his mask and revealed a young face. He put away his weapon and sat on the bedside: "The conditions here are really bad. , They don’t even give you a chair. Damn it. Before you refuse, why don’t you listen to my terms?"

"Could it be a chair?" Grindelwald laughed happily. He understood that this was a robbery, but he didn't want to leave.

After the other party removed the mask, the voice became much more normal, but there was still a dark feeling, as if the abyss was talking next to it: "Do you want to stay and fly with Dumbledore? Spend your old age? I have a plan. ....."

Grindelwald’s pupils shrank, and he seemed a little hesitant, no matter what the other party’s plan was, but the bargaining chip did...

"He hates me ~www.NovelMTL.com~ until now, although he doesn't say it, but I can feel that he has not forgiven my past deeds." The old devil touched his bald head, and the years made him wrinkle. .

"That's because you didn't work hard to resolve it. Times have changed, my lord."

The visitor took out cigarettes and black tea from his pockets, handed them to the old man, and poured out two more cups of tea. The two drank morning tea in the small and **** prison cell:

"The main contradiction between Dumbledore and you is not about justice or anything, it's just that you killed his sister, which prevents you from being together, but what if I can resurrect her?"

"Isn't it the'flesh and bones' set again?" Grindelwald rolled his eyes. He admitted that he was really interested, but if it was the magic that needed to use a cauldron, it would only be a monster. : "He will never accept a sister without a nose."

The visitor smiled and pointed his finger at him, as if he was satisfied with the joke, but did not smile a lot when he said: "If it's only Voldemort's level, why should I call myself the Supreme Mage?"

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