The magic salvo of the elves is spectacular.

At the same time as Maca shouted, hundreds of red streamers shot out from the tops of the towers of Hogwarts Castle, like a rain of fire in the air, towards the open space in the castle's vestibule.

Just this first attack not only smashed most of the Black Dead back to the ground, but even Voldemort, who turned into a black flame, was forced to slow down the momentum of his lift-off.

Ever since the elves were called "house-elves", they have become the lowest creatures in the wizarding world. They are humble, cowardly, and take pride in their generations of slavery, and their backs have never been straightened.

Because of this, even modern wizards have long forgotten the rights and wrongs of the past, and they have never looked down on them. The current Dark Lord Voldemort is a prime example of this.

But even if it is often overlooked, the magic talent of the elf clan is good, but it is objective after all.

At the moment when Voldemort and the large number of Black Dead Apostles were suddenly suppressed, the snow beneath Maca's feet was already shrouded in a dark blue light. Winding lines and bizarre symbols appear one after another, reflecting a large area like a sea of blue.

Obviously, he actually used the cover of the snow to carve the rune array directly on the ground.

In a short time, as the light burst into flames, a crystal clear barrier covered the vestibule with the small half of the castle, and it looked as if it were a miniature version of the protective barrier that the professors had put together.

It's just that this hemispherical barrier is a "cage" pulled up by a rune array. It is not designed to protect against enemies from the outside, but to trap those inside.

After opening the barrier, Maca did not chase Voldemort as he lifted off, but instead looked towards the lake.

Dumbledore's ice coffin was also shrouded in the confines of this huge cage, but at this moment, there was a person standing in front of the ice coffin.

It was a thin old wizard, with a white beard and vicissitudes, and a black coat that looked empty and generous on him.

From Maca's side, you can only see his side face from a distance, but Maca only needs to understand at a glance that it is the famous dark wizard who has caused a stir in the entire European wizarding world decades ago - Gellert Greenwald.

Several indirect sexual contacts with the previous Dark Lord left a deep impression on Maca's heart, but he failed to meet the other party once.

Today, the fugitive from Newmengard has finally shown up in person.

"Mr. Greenwald?"

Maca flew up with her magic book in her foot, skimming the snow between them, and floated leisurely not far behind Greenwald. Probably it was he who dared to approach this "legendary" first-generation Dark Lord so boldly, right?

"McLean," Greenwald said without looking back, "you know what? Albus, he admires you, and he thinks you're a real wizard. ”

The old man's unprovoked words made Maca a little inexplicable.

Gellert Greenwald and Albus Dumbledore, two equally gifted wizards, have an intricate past. Maca knows a little bit about the relationship between the two of them, but in fact, she doesn't know so much.

However, it now seems that during his previous years of imprisonment in Newmengard, Dumbledore did occasionally go to talk to him.

"Really?" For Greenwald's words, Maca seemed a little perfunctory, "Wizards are just a way to spend their lives, how you want to live, it's not up to your choice?" ”

But Greenwald ignored him, and said to himself, "...... I didn't believe it at first, especially when I first met you, and I thought you were just a lucky child, just like Del there. Empty has a power that is close to the 'real', but he only knows how to use it as a toy. ”

The first time Greenwald spoke was not the time when Maca remembered the abbey, but the time when he saw Maca destroy the Newmengard Tower in one fell swoop.

“…… But," he paused, then shook his head slightly, "the second time I saw you, I realized that you were not the same as Tom Riddle—you were not a half-like him, but a true wizard of genius. ”

"I never thought that someone could track my exact location just by standing there, following my practice with the Death Hall, and in turn."

When Maca heard this, her heart jumped.

He was still acting at that time, who knew that Greenwald would actually detect the traces of his tracking, no wonder he would leave Joshua's body at a critical moment.

It seems that the acting was in vain, and a lot of energy was wasted.

Truth be told, Maca didn't take much advantage of Greenwald's several aerial encounters. What's more, he hasn't even figured out the other party's ultimate goal yet. This time Greenwald came so calmly, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

"So what?" Maca looked at his back and said expressionlessly, "What the hell are you trying to say?" ”

"Hmph, I know, you're curious about my actions." Greenwald chuckled softly in his old voice, "Don't worry, I can tell you plainly—I just want to see Albus again." ”

Every word he said seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which made people unpredictable at all. But looking at him now, no matter what he was talking about, his eyes did not take off the ice coffin in front of him.

Or rather, never left the figure in the ice coffin.

It was as if to prove his words, he said that he wanted to see Dumbledore, just to see Dumbledore, and had no other thoughts.

However, how can Maca be trusted?

See you when you see it! Escaping from prison is understandable, but when he left Newmengard, he didn't forget to provoke Maca. After that, he ran around Europe, single-handedly disrupting the entire American wizarding world with his former cronies, and causing Maca to follow in his footsteps.

But now, he only ran to Hogwarts after Voldemort, and he didn't even bring one of his men.

All in all, Maca was quite puzzling from start to finish.

It's just that Maca is not the only one who is wondering at the moment. Voldemort, who had been flying into the air, fell back to the ground again after discovering that he couldn't break through the barrier.

Taking advantage of Maca's ignorance of him, he went around the castle alone. But although the magical barrier raised by Maka also encompassed a small part of the castle, he found that there was no one in the castle.

Apparently, Professor McGonagall had led everyone else to another area.

Voldemort, who had no gain, was standing on the other side of the ice coffin at this moment. He was covered in flickering black flames, but in his heart he was more puzzled than what Maca was coming to - what was this Greenwald here for?

"Gellert Greenwald! Didn't you say you were going to help me? Why not get your hands dirty? Voldemort didn't have the patience to listen to the boring conversation between the two of them, and suddenly asked coldly.

Under his words, Greenwald finally made a move. He just looked up and glanced at Voldemort through the transparent ice coffin, an indescribable smile flashing across his thin, drooping face.

The smile was mocking, but with a touch of pity—yes, pity! That's not the emotion on the face of a terrible dark wizard!

"Tom Riddle," Greenwald said, looking at him, "you don't understand—it's not your fault that you're afraid of death, it's your fault that you're not smart enough." As a wizard, you are a loser...... Just like I did back then. ”

"What are you talking about?" Voldemort exasperated, "I'm afraid of death? No! I am victorious over death! No one can really kill me, you know! ”

As soon as he said this, the black flame in his body expanded in a large circle again. If you look at it with the naked eye, you can only see a huge black flame burning, and even the human form can no longer be distinguished.

"Mr. Greenwald, why do you want to provoke him any longer?" Maca didn't even glance at the black flame, just stared straight at Greenwald's back and said, "Since you just said that you just came to see Professor Dumbledore today...... Have you seen enough now? ”

When Greenwald heard this, he also ignored Voldemort in anger, and turned around directly.

"McLean, I ask you—do you want to see your teacher again?" This time, he directly ignored Maca's question, and his words became more and more inexplicable.

But it was such a strange remark that made both Maca and Voldemort's faces change.

Right now, Dumbledore's body was sealed in that ice coffin, which anyone could see. But listening to Greenwald's meaning, it is not difficult to see that he does not seem to have come to see the body, but to see Dumbledore himself!

At this moment, Voldemort was scared. One of the purposes of this public funeral was to continue to disturb Voldemort's vision, making him even more jealous that Dumbledore was actually playing dead. Now as soon as Greenwald's words came out, the black flames all over his body jumped violently, and his heart became more and more suspicious.

As for Maca's side, naturally there will be no doubts like Voldemort. The reason why he was frightened was because there was a question in his heart that could not be ignored.

"Do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?" Maca didn't care about Voldemort present, and asked the question bluntly.

Greenwald's wrinkles widened when he heard him ask.

His expression was very strange, as if he was relieved and appreciative, although it was completely different from Dumbledore's appearance, but it gave Maca the feeling as if he had seen another Dumbledore, and his heart was suddenly stunned.

"Would you like to see Albus again?" Greenwald repeated the problem again.