A scorching flame suddenly appeared, and with the crisp sound of birdsong, a bright red phoenix appeared out of thin air. Go

Rove let go of Fawkes' long golden tail feathers and landed his feet on the soft dirt as he looked around and found himself standing in a pine forest.

Through the gaps in the leaves, he could see a black castle on the top of the hill in the distance, with three crooked towers reflected in the lead-gray sky.

"That's Nyumengard."

Dumbledore stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Newmengard, and he said with a complicated expression:

"It was a fortress for Grindelwald and the Umcans long ago, and a prison he built to hold opponents.

After Grindelwald was defeated by me, it became a prison for him...... He's a prison for himself!"

Rove looked at the dark castle and whispered, "More like ruins." Go

"No one has taken care of it for almost half a century." Dumbledore wrapped his traveling cloak around his neck tightly and exclaimed:

"Time is a cruel force, it can destroy everything."

"Go this way." The old man advised, "In order to prevent others from entering Newmengard, the International Confederation of Wizards has set up a lot of magic and traps here...... You have to remember the route."

Rove was stunned, it's not enough to come once, and he will come again in the future?

When the boy saw that Dumbledore was already on his way, he hurried to follow, and the Headmaster led him through the forest, around the winding and winding paths, to a cliff.

The uphill path, hidden between the crevices of the stones, is a steep and jagged stone path.

Rove climbed upwards, and the road winded, first downward, then upward, steeper and narrower. Go

The road is also filled with crevasses, broken rock, and large rockfalls.

Rov was able to fly, and he was about to propose to fly up, but Dumbledore seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said:

"Flights are forbidden here, to prevent anyone from approaching on a broomstick."

The boy had no choice but to continue to remain silent and follow the principal to climb up honestly.

Halfway up the climb, Rove was out of breath and faced with a gust of wind that crackled his robes.

Dumbledore suddenly asked, "Rove, did you find anything you found when you went to Azkaban?"

"There was a discovery." Rove hurriedly said, "I found a corpse by the lake where the Dementors were born." Go

"Corpses?"

Dumbledore looked surprised, he thought he was a fugitive from Azkaban, but as the boy described it, his expression became solemn.

"Are you sure his name is Kulga, and he's gone looking for the Fountain of Good Luck?" Dumbledore confirmed.

"When Captain Carlos told me about this, he only came across the ghost ship, and he hadn't seen Kulga's body yet." Rove cautiously replied, "He shouldn't have a reason to lie."

"Well, I'll go and check with Carlos to confirm this." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and looked up at the growing Newmengard, reminding:

"You can ask Grindelwald about the Fountain of Good Fortune, he ...... I have also been looking for the Fountain of Good Luck, and I know more about this in detail."

"The skull I asked you to fetch is what he brought back from there." Go

Rove nodded, he had known about it when he learned that the skull was the son of the Siren sisters, Skulla.

But asking Grindelwald about this kind of thing made him a little frightened, it was the original Dark Lord, and he was Newt's grandson.

Will he kill himself when they meet?

Lov's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked, "That basilisk, you also handed it over to Grindelwald, right?"

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, "Grindelwald's research in the field of dark arts is much deeper than mine, so I handed it over to him."

Rolf bowed his head slightly, he had been curious about who Dumbledore was talking about...... If it's Grindelwald, it's really professional enough.

But...... Go

The boy secretly slandered,

Was Dumbledore sure he gave him the basilisk because Grindelwald was more professional, or did he want to come to Newmengard a few more times?

Speechless for a moment, the two continued to climb along the cliff, the last few hundred meters being the steepest and most dangerous, the loose stones rolling under the footsteps, and falling along the stone path behind them.

When they came out of the cracks in the stone, they were already under the castle.

Rove then noticed that Newmengard was embedded in the sheer cliff, looking down on the earth like black eyes.

The castle is made of ancient unplastered rocks, each stone is different. Thick layers of moss and clusters of poisonous tentacles grew between the crevices of the rocks.

At the gate, there is also an iron gate, the tip of which is deep in the muddy surface, and the iron gate is covered with red rust.

When Rove stepped forward and tugged at the rusty iron ring, the iron door jammed for a moment before slowly opening with the piercing protest of the door chain. Go

The boy looked up, and a foliage courtyard appeared in front of him, full of weeds and fallen pine needles, and rows of solemn pine trees standing tall in all directions.

The main fort is also engulfed in green and purple moss, with dark green shades everywhere.

The once terrifying Newmengard was now completely deserted and dilapidated...... There was no sign of human existence.

And the Dark Lord, who was so powerful for a while, is imprisoned here!

A breeze blows, and leaves and weeds rustle as if to let out a deep sigh.

Dumbledore took Rove and continued to walk forward, and soon came to the entrance of the castle, where there was a German inscription on the edge of the door directly above:

Frdash?? hereohl！ Go

"For the greater good." Rove muttered as he read.

Dumbledore looked at the words with a complicated expression, and the restlessness that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart suddenly came to his mind.

The old man let out a long sigh after standing still for a long time.

"Professor?" Rove asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine." Dumbledore's voice was hoarse and low, "Just remembering the past more than a hundred years ago, as if it were yesterday."

"You may wonder why I gave Grindelwald something as important as the basilisk, and why I brought you here to meet him."

Dumbledore said slowly, "Go."

"Actually, Grindelwald and I have known each other for a long time, when he went to Godric's Valley to find the grave of one of the three brothers, Ignotus Peverell, and I lived there."

The old man looked sad and said:

"That summer,

I was eighteen years old.

He was sixteen years old."

Dumbledore raised his face towards the castle, as if the brisk mountain breeze could blow away the memories.

At this time, in the highest castle in Newmengard, a lonely old man also stood quietly at the window, looking into the distance. Go

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(Thanks to the three bigwigs of "I'm just a sheep", "I'm living a good life" and "Moon Bay Hot Springs" for their tips.) ）