Grindelwald: ......

Grindelwald was powerless to refute.

As soon as Grindelwald wanted to speak, he was sealed by Ranko with brain occlusion, isolated in the outermost layer of consciousness, and added weight.

It's best not to let this person speak.

Even though Ranko knew that he couldn't be moved, he didn't want to make a fuss.

He has long seen Grindelwald's mouth cannon, so the easiest way is to shut him up and never open his mouth, this is the best solution.

"I know very well how dangerous this man is."

Therefore, it is even more impossible for him to let this thing come out of the resurrection stone and find someone to parasitize it.

One Grindelwald was enough trouble, he didn't want to kill one and another and kill another and another again, that would be very unlucky.

After putting the Resurrection Stone back into the wooden box and determining the effect of the Resurrection Stone's abilities, he lost interest in it.

"The craftsmanship of making the Resurrection Stone is precious, but unfortunately, the partner is Grindelwald, and I would rather crush him to death from the soul level, and then slowly search for his memories."

At his level, there is not only one solution to many things.

Grindelwald's conditions are tempting......

Alas, he was Grindelwald.

Crushing him to death before he noticed the thing's appearance, or using a spell to draw it out and curse the imprisoned Dark Lord with a soul connection, Ranko was quite restrained.

The pain of death is still unforgettable, and Grindelwald must be killed, and by his own hands, to alleviate the pain of immersing himself in flesh.

This soul fragment is still useful...... Ranko lowered his eyes, his fingers subconsciously rubbing the corners of his robe.

Just in case, after making sure that the severed piece of soul was sitting quietly on the surface of his consciousness, Ranko cast a spell on his head several times with his wand, enveloping the area with magic.

This was not the end, he summoned many images with extremely strong mental impact from his mind, and did not hesitate to let them wrap Grindelwald's soul fragments.

If you dare to run out, just wait to be swept into a fool by the turbulence of huge and complicated memories.

Grindelwald: ...... Hehe.

"No, no, it's still not safe to put it in your head."

Ranko just wanted to leave, he thought again.

Whether it is said that he is cautious or cowardly, even if he is facing a weak soul fragment that has no magical ability and can only achieve his goal by relying on the resurrection stone, he does not intend to be sloppy in the slightest.

The wizarding world is full of strange magic, and there's no guarantee that Grindelwald will use ancient magic that he doesn't know.

So put it in your head, it's still not safe to add weight.

"Break up the soul, cut the memories and emotions together, and then stuff them all into different animals and release them all over the world."

Or use a curse to pack the fragments of his soul into a mummy, stuff them into the Egyptian pyramids, and let him negotiate a deal with the Pharaoh...... Oh, the pharaoh might be moved? Come back with a mummy Yin? ”

"I remember a place in France where the soul is abundant, and the soul desires the soul......"

"The deep sea is not bad, the creatures there don't understand human speech...... I don't know if the battle between the merfolk and the kraken is over. ”

"Sky, Outer Space ......"

Ranko's eyes narrowed, he had a great idea.

Just as Ranko was about to leave, he noticed what seemed to be moving at the foot of the mountain.

"Wizard?"

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Starting from Langyiner City, through the colorful tundra grass, climbing the rugged mountain roads, encountering Chishan birds, eider ducks, polar bears and reindeer, crossing the bottomless rift valley, stepping out of the ghost town of Piramidon, extreme weather and poor vision, dangerous creatures and ubiquitous iceberg crevices, all of which can kill if you are not careful.

It is hard to imagine that in a no-man's land at least seventy kilometers away from the city of Langyiner, there would be traces of human footsteps.

At the foot of the mountain, a well-equipped mountaineering expedition finds a natural cave and enters it to escape the sudden blizzard.

The expedition consisted of ten people, seven men and three women, and the leader was a strong man about forty years old who was blind in one eye.

"Come in, come on."

Edson Woolf, the leader of the expedition, peered into the distance after the last diminutive man entered the natural cave.

The weather in Norway is already abnormal, and it is not uncommon for the sky to be sunny and snowy for more than ten days.

With professional equipment in place and taking off his sunglasses and windproof headscarves, Edson Woolf went into the cave to meet his teammates.

"The weather is really bad today, and I said I shouldn't come out at this time."

A man in his early thirties who looked polite and less like an explorer and more like a researcher complained a little.

"Alright, Wevery know, I'm babying your cameras."

The red-haired woman on the side swept the snow off her body with some impatience, and glared at the man when she heard Wivery say this.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were dragging your feet to photograph those animals, we would have found a good camp a long time ago, and we wouldn't be stuck here."

The well-mannered man couldn't help but retort: "But that's a polar bear, and a reindeer ......."

The red-haired woman sneered and responded, "Haven't you seen enough in the zoo?" ”

"That's different!"

"What's the difference? It's all one head and four paws, could it be that you still see several heads? Or will they show their long legs like spiders to give you a warm hug? ”

"Alright, Wevery and Grevas, you get some rest and regain your strength."

Captain Edson Woolf interrupted the brawl between the players.

"The snow won't stop anytime soon." The technical adviser of the expedition took his own camera and muttered.

Edson Woolf glared at him, then at his other two teammates.

"Kahman, Tran, you two go sort out and see what's in the cave, we should be spending the night here today."

"Okay, Captain."

"Okay, Captain."

Of the remaining seven, two of the men, who were clearly twin brothers, stood up, did not take off their sunglasses and windproof headscarves, shook the snow off their bodies, ignored Grevas's screams everywhere, and then walked into the cave.

Edson Woolf looked at the rest of the five, who were clearly out of step with them, and who had formed a mess of their own.

The five men were wearing a black waterproof jacket, with a wide and large magic mirror and a windproof headscarf wrapping their heads tightly, and they didn't show it at all.

Until now, none of them said anything, just watched as Edson Woolf arranged things there.

"Mr. Thornles."

For the five eccentric employers who hadn't spoken to them a few times in the past few days, Edson Woolf said it was impossible not to be curious.

But in the past few days when the other party is obviously unwilling to communicate, he and his teammates have also felt the alienation and inexplicable contempt and contempt of the other party, and Edson Woolf does not want to cause more trouble, just wants to get the money to do things.

Talking to Edson Woolf, Mr. 'Mr. Thornlais' was a lanky man.

He stood up from the crowd, patted the snow on his body casually, and looked at it leisurely.

The inexplicable contempt and disdain returned, and Edson Woolf frowned as little reptiles in the eyes of these eccentric employers, feeling that it was really uncomfortable.

But for the sake of money, both he and his team members endured it.

"Mr. Sanlais, it looks like we're going to rest here for a while. You know, the weather in Norway is always fickle. ”

"How long will it take?"

Mr. Thornles' voice was a little deeper, and it sounded more like he was talking to him with some emotion.

Edson Woolf replied: "It depends on the weather, it can be as short as three days, or as long as it can last for several weeks, that's not accurate." ”

The central part of Spitsbergen is separated by many cliffs, and this 'knife weather' is often subject to change at any time due to changes in topography, water vapour and cold air, and they have no sophisticated equipment, only empirical judgment that it is a very heavy snowfall.

"Not for a week."

Mr. Thornles did not give the expedition leader the slightest chance to retort, "We have paid, and you must find a way to get us north within a week." ”

"But ......"

"If you can't satisfy us." There was an indescribable strangeness in the way the man wrapped in his clothes behaved, at least in Edson Woolf's opinion, "Then we can only recoup our losses by other means." ”

This time the conversation ended unhappily, and when Kaheman and Tran returned, saying that the cave was a dead end, and that there were no hibernating bears or anything like that wanted to liven up the atmosphere, Grevas, who had long seen that those people were not pleasing to the eye, was really angry.

She burst into a foul language in a language she didn't know, and said:

"What the hell do these people want to do, who is idle and has nothing to do to run to the island in this weather, this is good, after a delay here for more than ten days, the supplies we brought will be used up, and we will have to go back to replenish them when the time comes."

"I said captain, let's just pay back the money, I don't know where this group of people popped up, just the way they look at us every day, tsk, those who don't know think we're not a species."

"That's good, don't they want to go, let them go by themselves, and when we go home, we can't only eat a bowl of rice from their house."

"Money doesn't matter where it comes from, who calls them the father of the gold owner."

The glasses man on the side, Wivery Willy, said without raising his head.

"Who's the gold lord's father!"

The red-haired woman crooked her mouth, as if she was very unimpressed by the title.

"Kick them, who cares if they are the father of the gold lord? Shit, let them do it themselves! ”

"Grevas, the brain is really, it's a good thing, really."

"What did you say?!"

"Do you know what liquidated damages are? Triple oh, are you out? ”

"I'll your—"

Edson Woolf had a bit of a headache to stop his teammates from heckling, and then looked at the twin brothers who were watching the excitement.

He sighed.

"Wait and see when the blizzard stops."

Then Edson Woolf looked back at the eccentric employers who were so far removed from them.

I saw those people gathered around, as if they were talking something, but they were too far away and didn't hear anything.

After a few minutes, the group appeared to be arguing, and one of them took a stick from his jacket and pointed at Mr. Sanlais, with whom he had spoken before.

They seemed to be arguing, and the bloated of the two women looked at Edson Woolf and his party as if wondering what to do with them.

"A week? Thornles, how did you promise that you knew Durmstrang's approximate location, so I gave you carte blanche to give it to you, and that's what you answered me? ”

The wizard who had taken up his wand said angrily to the calm Sharu Sanlaith in front of him.

Because of the protection of the spell, no matter how loud their conversation is, it will not reach the other side.

"Shut up, Barros, there's no place for you here."

Sang Les said gloomily: "The weather is uncontrollable, we don't have a map of this island, we don't have Muggles to cooperate, do you want to wander around this island controlled by a magic school by yourself?" ”

After a pause, Thornles continued to speak leisurely amid the angry gasps of the other man, "Oh, I forgot, the noble Mr. Barros once ran away under one of the professors in Durmstrang, no wonder ......"

"What are you doing here—"

There was a flash of blood in Barros's eyes, and he was just about to recite the most vicious incantation to the man in front of him, when another woman beside him said very softly:

"That's enough."

"Do you want our plan to fail?"

The bloated woman also said, "To be honest, I've never been a big fan of being around Muggles, and their filthy blood makes me sick. ”

"Since they can't show us the way, why don't we just kill them, take their supplies and move on ourselves, Yolanda, what do you say?"

When Yolanda, who had stopped the internal quarrel at first, heard this, she did not look at the woman on the side, but looked at a few Muggles not far away, and said in a soft voice:

"Put it first, they're still useful."

"What's the use? Heh, I've had enough of Muggles' stupid pig-like brains, and the blizzard can't stop wizards, so if they want to stay here, they'll just stay here forever. ”

The man who drew his wand at the beginning snorted coldly and looked at Sanlaiz with an unkind face, but he still didn't say anything too radical in the end.

"Use your brain, Barros, that thing is for you to think about, not for ornamentation."

Sanlaith said, and without waiting for Barros to react, he looked directly at the person in the corner.

"He's still useful."

The last of the five, the man who was thin and looked weak, could only sigh when he saw Sanlais's gaze.

As a wizard from Durmstran, he reluctantly spoke:

"The closer we are to the school, the more vulnerable we are to the school's supervision."

"The school's protective magic won't let any wizard enter without a pass, and it may seem to us to be just a wasteland. Standing above is the school. ”

"Protecting magic is multifaceted, not only your five senses, but magic and every search method you can think of will be interfered with by strong and terrifying interference, and if you don't have a pass, you won't be able to find the school even if you turn the whole island upside down."

"So what does this have to do with Muggles? Could they still let Muggles in for a visit? ”

Barros sneered, "Oh, then we do want to keep them, and maybe bring a few highly qualified wizards to your school." ”

The weak man sighed again, "I said, can you not breathe fire here as if you have eaten explosive peppers." ”

"There's no way the school can let them in, and even if they get even closer, they can get cursed."

Bringing Muggles into the school? It wouldn't be bad if the wizards at the school didn't take Muggles in public, and let them in?

"So we have to have a valid reason to get into the school, or at least keep the school open."

"Oh?"

The more bloated woman looked at it with great interest.

"Those Muggles?"