If a person is imprisoned for more than 50 years, what can he do for that long time?

To others, Greenwald may not be clear; But for himself, he has thought about what he should think about and what he shouldn't think, and he has thought about what he is willing to ponder and what he doesn't want to ponder, and time is like a drop of water on a stalactite, falling endlessly bit by bit, seemingly slowly, but it is really gradually passing.

He's a wizard, and so is a dark wizard. The only thing he could use to pass the time was the vast amount of magical knowledge, except for the wisps of memories of the past.

His magic was imprisoned by Dumbledore's magic, and even if he was given a wand, he wouldn't be able to produce even a certain amount of light. But at his level, just studying theoretical knowledge is enough for him to spend his life.

At the top of the dimly and gloomy tower of Nyumengard, he thought, thought, and thought...... He took stock of every spell he knew, dismantled and crumpled it to analyze, summarize and interpret it, and find a so-called true meaning from it.

From the sheer number of spells, he found some similarities in the spells, and also summed up the meanings of certain syllables, supplemented by the trajectory of the staff, trying to find the hidden patterns in them.

How about this Gellert Greenwald being a wizard of genius second only to Dumbledore? He had been studying in Newmengard for a long time, and under the accumulation of minutes and seconds, he even touched the traces of the rules before Dumbledore, who was busy with mundane affairs.

However, his quest for the essence of magic had come to an eternal standstill in his attempt to confirm whether the rules existed.

He didn't have the coincidence of Maca, and he couldn't perceive the actual presence of magic in his own spirit alone. In other words, he was missing one of the most critical steps before touching the rule rune step.

Unable to truly discover the runes of the rules, Greenwald finally turned to the path Dumbledore had taken after all his attempts to no avail. In other words, he skipped his previous efforts and jumped from the study of the laws of matter to the study of spiritual powers.

I remember that there is a relic under the British Ministry of Magic that has existed since ancient times. The ruins have been there since the Ministry of Magic was founded, when it was still known as the "Council of Wizards".

Today, it is one of the rooms of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries, and the only one that has been enchanted with a powerful locking spell.

Inside, a mysterious and powerful force hovers.

For that power, Dumbledore called it "love". But Greenwald didn't think so, he felt that it should be called "desire".

Facts have proved that even if it is the same goal and the same direction, different people will take completely different paths.

But I have to admit that Dumbledore has to go faster and farther than him.

“…… I'm going to see where the meaning of life and death is; I also want to see if what holds them together is 'love'. ”

This was Dumbledore's last remark when he went to see him in Neumengard before he died.

Before leaving the Numengard Tower, Greenwald hadn't been able to understand. But when he got out of there and learned of Dumbledore's death, he finally found a direction.

Precisely, it was Dumbledore's death that lit the way forward for him.

Naturally, Maca doesn't know about this process of magical exploration that has lasted for more than fifty years. But when Greenwald repeatedly asked him if he wanted to see Dumbledore again, he had some guesses.

If Dumbledore could go to that place that was only half a step away from death, his old friend Gellert Greenwald, who was not much different in magical talent, might be able to do the same.

“…… What, Mr. Greenwald wants to take me along? ”

In the face of Greenwald's inquiry, Maca did not show the slightest interest. Not to mention that he had already been guided by Dumbledore once, and even if he hadn't been, he didn't want to go at all.

That was not the place he was supposed to be, at least not now. He and Dumbledore were not on the same path, Dumbledore had already said that. Moreover, he himself has a few pounds and a few taels, and he knows it very well in his heart.

"Don't you want to?" Greenwald smiled gently, like an ordinary, kind old man, "Oh, maybe you don't necessarily know...... Albus didn't really 'die', on the contrary, he was at the forefront of what modern wizards had never set foot on! ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and a look of yearning appeared on his face.

"McLean, you're a little wizard with enough intelligence. I've never seen anyone who can come to your point at this age...... Don't you want to join Albus and me to get a glimpse of the true meaning of magic? ”

The more he spoke, the more Voldemort behind the ice coffin became uncomposed. Just kidding, Dumbledore didn't die? And it's not just that he didn't die, listening to Greenwald, Dumbledore was even stronger.

So what is he Voldemort doing today? To send to death?

Voldemort with sanity...... In other words, Tom Riddle, who has reason, is a smart man who knows how to seek good fortune and avoid evil. When he was just a teenager, he understood this.

That's why he pressed the desire in his heart and behaved like a really good student to gain the trust of his professors and classmates.

That's why his mind is full of running away now.

It's a pity that he can't run away!

Ever since Greenwald had appeared, he had tried to break the barrier that had been opened by Maca. But it was a cage framed by the rune array that Maca had carefully prepared.

While not being able to move is a huge flaw, once opened, how can it be easily broken?

At the moment, Voldemort could only stand, even if his stomach was full of annoyance and vigilance, but he could only pestle there after all, so he chose the only option of "wait and see".

To be honest, neither Maca nor Voldemort could figure out what Greenwald was going to do. Even if he said he was going to see Dumbledore, how did he get there?

Was he going to die headfirst on the ice coffin?

Maca shook her head secretly in her heart, putting aside the ridiculous thought that had passed by for a while.

"All I know is that I can't go there yet, and I can't go now." He looked directly at Greenwald and said slowly, "Maybe I'll go later, but I have to go on my own." Otherwise, even if I go, I don't think it makes much sense. ”

"Kid, you still don't understand." Greenwald sighed and said, "That's right, even if you have a rare magical talent in the world, your life is still too short......"

Maca could feel Greenwald's kindness, strange to say, but it was a kindness.

In fact, it can be seen from Greenwald's life experience that the previous generation of Dark Lords is not like Voldemort, he is not the kind of person who only values himself.

When he met those who were gifted and stupid, he was as dismissive as Voldemort, and even lacked the appetite to use them as tools; But when he met powerful and gifted wizards, he loved them as much as Dumbledore.

Like the previous dark wizard Lennie Sr., he was one of the talents he favored back then.

In Greenwald's opinion, a young wizard like Maca is not enough to describe his talent in a thousand, and it is no wonder that he has developed a love for talent.

“…… Previously, it was Albus who showed me the way forward. Then let me chart the right path for you! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly turned around and waved his wand, and a vague shadow suddenly became clear in front of him. Although Maca didn't feel the slightest bit of hostility, when he looked at it, his face suddenly changed drastically.

When did Greenwald get such a thing?

……

Just before Maca was shocked, Harry and Ron were on their faces full of sadness. They had wandered around the hut several more times, but still found nothing.

“…… Harry, take a break, too! It's my turn. Ron got up from the floor, limp as he spoke.

They haven't given up yet, but it's almost time to reach their limit. Exhaustion, thirst, and hunger came at them in waves, and they were a little overwhelmed.

But they don't know where the perseverance came from, and from the time they really began to feel hungry and thirsty, they tacitly never mentioned it.

They all know that once they start complaining, they will soon be unable to hold on.

However, even if they didn't think about it as much as possible, the dryness between their lips and teeth, and the fire in their bellies, constantly stimulated their nerves, reminding them that they hadn't drunk a drop of water or eaten a bite of food for more than ten hours.

"Harry......" After a short while, Ron, who was grinding against the wall, finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Really...... I'm so thirsty...... I really want to drink some water and eat something...... Yes! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a soft cry of surprise. Although he had no strength in his body, so that he could even speak slowly, this low voice was exceptionally clear.

"What's wrong? What to discover in the East...... Yes! ”

Harry looked up, about to ask Ron if he had found a clue to leave. But when he looked up, he exclaimed in the same surprise as Ron.

If nothing else, it is precisely because they all saw the "clue to get out of here", but this clue is not ordinarily big.

In fact, as far as they could see, a huge picture frame was silently emerging on the wooden wall. The frame seemed to protrude slowly from the wall, gradually distinguishing in their field of vision.