When hemorrhoids meet, they want to leave some space for solitude and warmth. So, Rove followed Dumbledore's advice and wandered around Newmengard.

But to be honest, there's really not much to do here, the huge castle is almost completely deserted, and the wind blows, and the cracks in the stone emit a high-pitched and terrifying scream, like the laughter of ghosts.

Overgrown in the weeds, the boy trudged to another tower, and then up the dilapidated staircase to the top.

At the end of the stairs is a wooden door. The wood was almost completely rotten, and when Rove reached out to touch it, the wood immediately broke, and the damp strips of wood peeled off, and half of the door nearly smashed on him.

Rove was a little speechless, there are really traps everywhere here. He walked out briskly, and found that the roof of the building was a garden, and in the center of it was a fountain, but now it was a backwater, and the smell of decay and decay was strong.

In the center of the fountain is planted a tall elderberry, about five meters high, with its leafy foliage that envelops the entire roof.

This elderberry is also the only plant on the entire roof. Rove was walking around the tree, wondering why elderberries were planted here, when he was suddenly attracted by something, and saw him walk briskly under the tree, looking up at the trunk.

On the trunk of the tree, there was clearly a blood-colored human face, but the face was blurry, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he had a pair of blood-red eyes, as if he was looking down at Rove coldly.

"This tree is from Valhalla...... In the words you're more familiar with, it's from Avalon. An old voice rang out.

Rove turned abruptly and saw a rickety figure standing in the doorway, staring at him. Grindelwald appeared at some point, and Rove looked out, but Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen.

"Hemorrhoids exchange, it's over so soon?" The thought flashed through Rove's mind, and he whispered, "Is that the island with the fountain of good luck?" ”

"That's right." Grindelwald walked slowly, and as he passed the fountain, a lonely leaf fell and swept across his forehead and fell into the pool.

Grindelwald bent down, picked up the leaf, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

"I went to that island and brought back a lot of tree species that were planted in Newmengard, but most of them died, and then I found out that it needed blood to take root in the land."

"Blood watering?" Rove was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that he would still be a blood-sucking elderberry. He thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "Is there anything special about this tree?" ”

"Its leaves, which have the effect of quickly restoring their magical powers." Grindelwald said,

"There was also a snake tree planted here before, and it has powerful healing powers...... Unfortunately, I accidentally killed me. Rove suddenly remembered that Ilvermorny also had a snake tree, and its leaves could also heal injuries.

"Actually, this kind of tree is not very special in Valhalla." Grindelwald slowly walked to the bottom of the tree, he looked at the faces of the people on the trees with sunken eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "The reason why I brought the trees back is because all the trees there have a face on the trunk. I'm curious to see if it will grow the same face when planted here. There was surprise in his eyes,

"Isn't that what you carved on it?"

"It's not." Grindelwald shook his head, he coughed lightly, and said, "You can put your ear to your face and listen carefully." Rove hesitated, but walked over to the tree, and put his ear close to the face, and he suddenly felt a throb: bang-knock, bang-thump.

Like distant thunder, it sounded in the ears of the young man, and every time he jumped, he emitted a deep trill.

Rove closed his eyes tightly, and he seemed to see a bloody heart, beating slowly and lowly.

He frowned and said, "This tree has a heart? ”

"Nope." Grindelwald shook his head. He waved his arm, and a spell fell on the tree, and a crimson blood flower bloomed where the spell entered, and a red line slowly flowed down the trunk.

"I once cut down one of these trees, and it left bright red blood, but when the bark was peeled off, it was exactly like any other normal tree, and it didn't have a heart inside."

"Where did that throbbing sound come from?" Rove was a little confused.

"I don't know...... Including this face, it is unknown who it is. Grindelwald folded another leaf, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and said in a deep voice, "I have asked the wizards of that island, and they don't know. ”

"There are wizards living on that island?" Rove asked, suspicious. He thought that there were only three siren sisters on the island, who guarded the treasure.

Watts

"For thousands of years, countless wizards and Muggles have landed on that island, some in search of a fountain of good fortune, some in the hope of immortality, and some who have stumbled into it by mistake while out at sea." Grindelwald looked at Rove, and he smiled slightly: "In the long run, there will naturally be many people there who will stay and reproduce their own offspring." All in all, Valhalla is a wonderful world and I recommend you go there. Rove was noncommittal.

Grindelwald didn't care, just looked into the distance, overlooking the long forests and mountains.

"I told Albus to go to Oxstar Prison and get a skull, is it with you?" Watts

"In my box, I'll give it to you later." Rove said.

"Do you know where he's from?" Grindelwald asked suddenly.

"He said he was the son of Skula and that he was from that island." Rove hesitated for a moment and whispered, "But I'm skeptical of his words." ”

"Why do you doubt it?" Grindelwald turned to look at the boy.

"I have a friend who is a two-tailed golden mermaid." Rove said,

"She's beautiful, and their whole tribe of merfolks is beautiful, inherited from their ancestor Palcellope. And Skula is the sister of Palcellop, who is also a beautiful mermaid. ”

But her son, judging from his skull, did not look like a mermaid, but like a ......."

"A stunted dragon?" Grindelwald laughed.

"That's right." Rove nodded.

"I didn't expect you to even know these secrets." Grindelwald sighed a little: "Then you should also know that Palcelope left that island for the ancient Greek wizard Odysseus, and has suffered a curse since then?" ”

"Gray scale." Rove replied.

"That's right, Gray Scale...... All of Palmelope's female offspring will suffer from this disease and die a painful death. Grindelwald said calmly, "But the one who really tricked Palmelope out of that island was none other than her sister Scourla." "Huh

"So, Sculla is also cursed, and her son will become a monster like a dragon." Rove suddenly realized, and just as he was about to ask, he suddenly saw a figure appear on the mountain range in the distance.

The man was walking briskly down the stone steps. The boy snorted and wondered, "Why did Professor Dumbledore leave?" ”

"Albus is back in Berlin." Grindelwald looked at the figure and said in a hoarse voice: "He still has to preside over the International Federation of Wizards, and he can't stay here for long." Rove looked confused,

"What about me?"

"Albus told you to stay in Newmengard for the time being." Grindelwald looked at the boy and smiled unexpectedly deep.

Watts

"He asked me to train you for a few days."

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