On the mountainside, a strong wind blew, and the military uniforms on the two of them hunted. Noble withdrew his wand, tucked it back into his waist, and crossed his arms as he waited for Gellert's reply.

Gellert narrowed his eyes, over the years, they had tried every possible way to sneak into various secret realms, running around the world, looking for clues to the treasure of the fire dragon, but they didn't expect to be noticed when they were near the end of the journey.

He didn't know if this was in his teacher's plan, but he didn't want to make a rash decision, and the young alchemist in front of him didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head: "Okay, you let me go to the top of the mountain first, if after more than five hundred years, I can still find a dragon egg or a fire dragon on the top of the mountain, you can go to discuss the transaction with Fatil in person." ”

Noble stood motionless, his eyes full of suspicion, as if he didn't believe he would agree so readily.

Gellert: "Why, you don't want to?"

Noble touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then grabbed Gellert's arm, "Let's go up together." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two disappeared in place.

At the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, the moment the phantom shifted, the cold wind cut the skin like a knife, and the feeling of suffocation instantly surged into Gellert's brain, which was at an altitude of five thousand meters above sea level, and the oxygen was extremely thin. The summit of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and it is almost ankle-deep in places. And on the hot African continent beneath his feet, it seemed as if it were another world.

He craned his neck to look around. There is a crater with a diameter of 2,400 meters and a depth of 200 meters, and the four walls of the crater are huge ice layers that are crystal clear, and the bottom is covered with huge icicles, like a huge jade basin. The scenery is beautiful and psychedelic without the slightest hint of artificiality.

Gellert stood at the top of the hill and looked out into the distance, as there was a crackling sound around him, and another figure phantom shifted to him.

Noble Hagrid Apparition stood at the top of the hill and frowned,

"Right here, there's a fire dragon ......?"

"I don't know, you brought me up. ”

Gellert shrugged.

"What's your attitude?" asked Noble, gloomily.

Unmoved, Gellert jumped off the ice and looked around.

Noble gave Gellert a suspicious look, jumped off the ice, and searched everywhere.

The crater was silent, without a sound, and the temperature was extremely low. It's hard to imagine that the latitude here is close to the equator. Gellert seemed casual, but his eyes were firmly locked on Nobor, and his palm pressed against the handle of his wand at his waist.

He hadn't been here himself, and he didn't know the location of the legendary fire dragon treasure. He simply followed Fatil's instructions and came to look for clues to the existence of the tomb. To be honest, he was also surprised, this place is full of ice blocks, and the fire dragon is here, can it really survive?

As he walked near a large layer of blue ice, Gellert's eyes narrowed, his heart twitching, and he felt something.

There is a spiritual power wafting in the air. This spiritual power is extremely weak, and it cannot be detected without careful perception.

He glanced slightly at Noble, who was standing on the other side, and apparently he didn't feel anything unusual, still craning his neck and looking around.

Gellert was a little relieved, he closed his eyes, felt the environment with all his might, and moved his steps to the edge of the ice little by little.

At the edge of the boulder, he found the source of this trace of spiritual energy. In the corner of the ice, under a transparent layer of ice, he saw a stone inscribed with a tiny ring mark.

The ring had a triangle and a vertical strip inside, and the carving was very casual and simple.

Gellert immediately understood that he had found his place.

He quietly bit his finger and made a blood mark on the ice, which was hidden in the ice. Then, as if nothing had happened, he wandered around the neighborhood and returned to Noble's side.

Noble immediately turned his head and asked, a little annoyed, "What the hell is here, and there is not a single bird feather?"

"Why don't you ask Agareth Vashak himself?"

Gellert shrugged regretfully: "If you want me to say, the area here is not ten square kilometers, if there is a dragon, I think you have seen it a long time ago." ”

"Do you feel any traces of magic?"

"You're a wizard and an internationally renowned alchemist, so I should ask you this question. ”

Noble anxious: "The letter clearly says that Agareth's treasure is on the highest peak in Africa. ”

"Maybe the letter you picked up was a prank. Gellert said.

This rather sarcastic remark made Noble's face sink.

Gellert glanced at him and said quietly, "It's possible on other mountains, isn't it? There are so many mountains on the African continent." Do you dare to say that the highest peak must be this one?"

Noble's gloomy face improved slightly.

"Really?"

"If you don't look for it, how will you know if it's true or not. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand: "Give me back the wand, if you don't go down, those African wizards will notice the clue." ”

Noble was still hesitant.

Gellert: "Please, aren't you going to cooperate?

"Not really. ”

Noble took out his wand and handed it over.

"I'll go back and check the information, and I'll come back to you if I have a clue. ”

.......

.......

In the barracks at the foot of the mountain, the weather is as hot as a steamer, and at noon on the African continent, the sun is terrible.

Jacob Bohan, a young man with black hair, sat on his camp bed and stared intently at the silver-haired boy beside him.

Fatil Drazes was holding a meat worm and teasing a strange-looking young dragon.

The black young dragon was only the size of a palm, and it hovered like a cloud of smoke around his fingers in the sun's shadows.

"Hey, Fatil, you don't really trust that kid. ”

Suddenly, Jacob asked.

Fatil looked up differently: "What?"

"I said, you're the one who tames the dragon, why do you keep taking him with you. ”

"Why don't I take him? He's my student and has been with me for more than ten years. ”

"But he's an outsider after all. Jacob said, "You have exposed the secrets of your family to him in this way, and have you ever wondered what to do if he turns against him in the future?" ”

"Jacob. ”

Fatil flicked his fingers and withdrew the black smoke.

"I trust Gellert as much as I trust myself. ”

"I don't know where your trust came from?"

Jacob pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "But I heard that he was fired from Durmstrang, right?"

"Who hasn't been expelled. ”

Fatil said lazily, "School is not a place for smart people. ”

"Cut. ”

Jacob snorted, "Forget it, don't argue about this, should we go to the bar and have fun?"

"Is it just drinking?"

"If you're a woman, it's pretty much the same. ”

Fatir sighed, "Bohan, don't you know that I've liked your sister for a long time?"

"Really, I won't tell her again. ”

Jacob dug out the earwax, "I've been out for so long, I've been suffocating to death." ”

Fatil rubbed his temples.

"Please, you can go out by yourself, just do me a favor, okay?"

Jacob raised an eyebrow, picked up a cigarette, and threw his military uniform over his shoulder, "You guy, compared to when you were a child, what a big change." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Fatil didn't really want to pay attention to him.

Jacob stretched out rather boredly, lifted the curtain and got out of the tent and came to the bar near the troops.

This is a place for officers to rest, and privates are naturally not allowed to enter. However, this was not a problem for the wizard, and with a flick of his finger, the private's uniform became a second lieutenant's uniform.

He asked for a beer at the bar when he saw a woman drinking beer alone next to him.

She was about twenty-five years old, wearing a camisole and a straw hat, blonde hair, looking like a war correspondent, with a high nose and big eyes, and she was very beautiful.

Jacob was bored, so he sat down with his cup in hand, "Hey. ”

The woman glanced at him and smiled, "Hey." ”

Jacob: "I don't think your money is going to be used here." ”

"What, you're in for a treat?"

Jacob said to the bartender, "I'll ask for the next round." ”

The woman gave him a blank look, "Go away, I'm not interested in you." ”

"I'm just not interested in some ways, miss. ”

He grinned and held out his hand, "Jacob." ”

"Daisy. ”

The bartender served the wine, and Jacob pushed the glass over.

"I've been looking at you just now, Daisy, and I think you're a bit blessed with your job. ”

"Do you know what I do?" said the woman, angrily.

Jacob leaned closer and teased, "I don't know, but I think I can do a job that makes you happy, whether it's part-time, full-time, or part-time." ”

"Can I fire you?"

The female reporter couldn't help but pull her hair together.

"Of course. ”

Jacob raised his glass. "It's best to suffer a bit of work. ”

The two cups touched, and they sat closer and closer.

......

......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Gellert touched the brim of his hat, bowed his head, and passed some soldiers, not wanting to cause other disputes, after all, he had been rubbing with the army for a few days.

When he returned to the camp, he found his teacher, Fatil, sitting outside the tent with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a cigarette, with an annoyed and helpless expression.

"What's wrong?"

Gellert asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go in?"

Fatil pointed helplessly behind him, and when Gellert listened sideways, he heard a faint wheezing sound from inside the tent, and lifted the curtain to look.

He saw Jacob and a blonde reporter rolling over on the bed, their clothes falling to the floor. The air is filled with the smell of youth and growth.

A flash of disgust flashed in Gellert's eyes, and he lowered the curtain. sat down next to the teacher Fatil.

"Don't be surprised, he's like that. ”

Fatil sighed, bumped Gellert on the shoulder, and smiled, "How's it going, did you find it?"

Gellert rolled his eyes and didn't speak.

Seeing this expression, Fatil's expression perked up and he was overjoyed: "You found a clue?"

"Yes, you're right. That guy really has something to do with the Death Saint. ”

"Great! I'm going to talk to Jacob. Fatil was so excited that he turned around and went into the tent.

But as soon as he heard this, Gellert's face sank, he grabbed Fatil and pointed to the tent, "Do you really think that guy is reliable, the guy who thinks with his ass?"

Fatil was stunned: "Gellert .....?"

"Listen, Fatil. Gellert whispered:

"It's the work of the two of us, the two of us! Jacob Bohan Ha, he has no idea of changing the world at all. He just wanted to gamble until he ran out of money, so he came over. He just wants to dig up dragon eggs and sell them for a lot of money so that he can continue to be his playboy. ”

"Ah......h

Fatil sighed: "Here it is again, Gellert, you have forgotten, how did we get to this point? We have only come to this point with the help of others, Jacob is my family, but also my friend, I can't just abandon him." ”

"Our philosophy is far more than a family, a country, you shouldn't be for ......."

"Enough. Fatil's voice was a little more serious:

"Gellert, needless to say. I'm not going to do that kind of thing, can you put yourself in my shoes?"

Gellert looked at the zebra on the African continent in the distance in silence and did not speak.

Fatil came closer,

"Hey, just this once, I promise, next time I will definitely not bring anyone else on our adventure. ”

Gellert stared into the teacher's eyes for a moment, nodded, and did not dwell on the issue,

"Do you know Noble Hagrid?"

"I know, that alchemist, what's wrong?"

Gellert: "I haven't told you yet, that guy is a nuisance ....... too"

"What's the trouble?"

While the two were talking, the curtain of the tent behind them was lifted by a black-haired young man, and the half-fruited Jacob came over, he tied his trouser belt, and asked Gellert with a smile, "Have you reached the top of the mountain?"

As he spoke, an off-the-shoulder woman stepped out of the tent and kissed Jacob deeply. The gesture caused Gellert to frown again, and he turned his head away.

Perceiving Gellert's displeasure, Jacob, who was kissing the woman, chuckled and patted the female reporter's buttocks, "See you in the evening." ”

The woman's eyes were full of spring, and Shi Shiran walked away with her coat.

Gellert took a deep breath and turned his head, coldly:

"It went up, but it was Hagrid and I who went up. ”

Jacob narrowed his eyes and rubbed his chin. "Well, how much does he know?"

Gellert: "So much that he wants a piece of the action." ”

"A piece of the ......"

Jacob's expression changed slightly, his face became gloomy, and he looked at Fatil, "What do you think?" ”

Fatil thought for a moment.

"Does he know the clue?"

"I don't know, I covered up the clues, and now he thinks the treasure is on the top of another mountain. ”

"Good. ”

Fatil said decisively: "There is a celebration dinner in the army tonight, which all officers will attend. Without further ado, let's go at once, and take that Noble who didn't pay attention, and go in first. ”

Gellert Grindelwald glanced at Jacob, sucked his teeth, and did not speak.