When it comes to Germany, in addition to the serious stereotypes that often appear in the impression of foreigners, the rest of the feeling should be the strong industrial system of Muggle society and the attitude of German engineers towards product excellence.

When it comes to Berlin, the first impression should be that the Berlin Wall, which symbolizes polarization, is a sign of polarization in Muggle society.

Today, their goal is the Berlin Wall.

Of course, the Berlin Wall has long been pushed by the Muggle masses who are eager to communicate freely, and most of the wall has been disposed of by the German Muggle government, and only a very small part of it has been retained for the sake of remembrance.

The dramatic division and reunification of the past have added many different styles to the city, and these residual representations can almost be reflected on this wall.

The East Gallery on the banks of the River Spree is a testament to a period of history in which some Muggle artists scribbled historical and political paintings directly onto the walls, becoming valuable historical treasures.

"That's all a trick, in fact, it's a newly chosen address for the entrance to Newmengard. The tour guide said hoarsely, like a broken gong, as he introduced the scenery to Fleur and Malfoy.

This is the tavern owner, the guide who sold his "life" for Malfoy and Fleur.

His eyes didn't look as shrewd and philistine as his boss, and he was very honest.

"By the way, introduce yourself, you can call me Mark. He bowed down humbly.

It's a rather human, social name.

"The German Ministry of Magic is very cautious, they are used to taking precautions, and the easiest way to avoid being breached is if no one finds it, and every few years, they change the entrance to Newmengard. ”

"But how can there be an impermeable wall in the world? Mark coughed and said smugly.

Malfoy nodded as he listened quietly to the guide's story.

The information that Dumbledore gave him, as well as the information he himself gathered, was always limited, so he still had to rely on the power of these information dealers.

The three of them walked slowly along the eastern gallery.

"Muggle Expulsion Charm?" Malfoy stood in front of a row of abstract images, in the style of Picasso, the man was ugly, his head was placed at his feet, his hunchback arched high, and his whole body seemed to be patched together.

In the midst of this, Malfoy felt a strange wave of magic, attached a strong expulsion spell, and there were not a few tourists, but few people stopped here.

"It's a suspicious array from the German Ministry of Magic, and it's actually a very ordinary painting. The tour guide shook his head and didn't stop.

"The real entrance is here. The three of them walked about a few dozen meters before they stood in front of a wall, on which was painted a half-concealed blonde woman plowing the land in the middle of the field.

Perhaps it was the East German painters of the time who expressed a misplaced mood of jealousy towards West Germany.

It is irrefutable that the situation in West Germany was better than that of East Germany in all respects, and that most of the inhabitants fled from East Germany to West Germany, yearning for life there.

Through the brick wall, as if crashing into the platform of nine and three-quarters, Malfoy and Fleur felt as if their bodies were being gently torn apart, and a sharp feeling of dizziness came, and then they found themselves in front of them with a few salty and wet cold winds blowing in front of them, and what greeted their eyes was a blue sea with no end in sight, and the waves rolled smoothly and slowly.

Beneath their feet was the hard sand, and the surroundings were deserted, except for the wide rock walls and reefs that surrounded them, and the faint sound of the wind.

Now, they are no longer in the modern city of a steel forest.

It seems that Newmengard, like Azkaban, is on a small island surrounded by the sea, and if you want to get there in the normal way, it is by boat.

A simple boat, alone on the shore, held firmly by a thick rope so that it would not be carried away by the waves.

"Get on board, two?" asked the guide, named Mark, tentatively.

"Let's go. Malfoy nodded.

The three of them then stepped into the boat.

"The weather is good right now and we can leave early. Mark muttered, a subtle hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

The boat is a very simple kind, I don't know how many years the wood has been used, and there is a smell of decay and tatters, as if it will flash at any time, and from time to time, you can feel some seawater seeping in.

But the boat was still moving smoothly, and it seemed that Mr. Mark was still a familiar water-based boatman.

Occasionally, there are some waves, but they are smoothed out by this guide who is familiar with the water.

"What are you doing in Nürmungard? That's not a good place. I don't know how long it took for the tour guide to ask tentatively.

"Save people. Malfoy said lightly, not minding revealing his purpose.

"It's either revenge or saving people, and that's what most people do. It nodded, grinning.

"But most people aren't so lucky to make it alive. It continued, its tone becoming mocking, no longer with its previous humility.

"What are you talking about? Fleur frowned faintly, not liking the unlucky words that the tour guide said.

"The same goes for you. "It's getting worse and worse.

Fleur immediately drew her wand and aimed it at Mark, but he reacted before he could, jumping into the water decisively, making a splash and avoiding her spell.

Her face turned pale in an instant.

She guessed they might have fallen into a trap.

The ship began to lose its balance, and coincidentally, the waves suddenly began to surge, and several seagulls began to hover over their heads, as if they were spiritual, observing them, perhaps by detecting magic.

"Let's go. Malfoy said to Fleur, and the girl was now holding on to the broken mast, standing on the bumpy boat, looking around with some alarm.

"Where are you going?" she asked in a panic, and the tour guide ran away, leaving the two of them in this strange sea, which had to be said to be very unprepared.

"Newmengard, of course, but before we can do something else. Malfoy nodded, unhurried.

The crew's plot caused them a little trouble, but for Malfoy, who had already known their habits, of course, they didn't trust them all, and their credibility was not too good.