Nümongaard, with its tall towers rising above the top of a hill.

It was an "eerie fortress", a "black, intimidatingly tall building".

Above the tower gate is engraved the words "For the greater good".

The cell where Gellert Grindelwald had lived since 1945 was a dark room in the tallest tower, with "a window of a very narrow slit in a black stone" with a stone bed and a tattered thin blanket on it.

Grindelwald's old fingers gently twisted Fawkes's tail feathers and spun them back and forth, and the tail feathers emitted a sparkling fire, adding some orange warmth to the otherwise dark room.

There was also a simple letter on the table, which Grindelwald had read many times, and was even familiar with the bend of each letter on it.

Get out?

Grindelwald looked a little dazed, since he came here, he had given up his intention to go out, reminiscing about the past over and over again in the endless darkness, recalling some vague pasts.

The wizarding world is rumored to have been locked in Newmengard by an incomparably powerful spell, and is guarded by a mysterious jailer.

Some even say that the jailer who guarded him was Dumbledore, who cast a spell on Grindelwald, a once-close friend, who could monitor Grindelwald's movements at any time.

It's ridiculous, what do these mediocre poor people know?

They always speculate with their own ideas, and they are happy to spread some unbelievable things.

Can't get out? Are you kidding!

Neumongaard shut himself up? The saints of the past are just old, not dead!

If he wants, he can get out of here at any time, and some people are willing to save him with their lives, but what can he do if he goes out?

In the wizarding world, power is everything, Dumbledore didn't want to admit it, but in fact he was the strongest person in the wizarding world.

The Elder Wand was in Dumbledore's hands, missing the window of the world war, and wizards were becoming more and more conservative.

Wizarding world. There is no hope.

Grindelwald picked up the brief letter again, and Dumbledore didn't say anything, just noted that he needed help with something.

Going out?

Grindelwald tugged at the muscles of his face, as if he hadn't laughed in a long, long time.

Is there any other answer?

Zhang Xiao didn't know what kind of surprise Dumbledore had prepared for him, life was still going on step by step, he had nothing to do with his friends and walked by the Black Lake, watching the big squid splash with its huge tentacles, and then watching the splash shine in the sun.

They walked across the soft grass and occasionally saw Hagrid at work in the vegetable garden, and little Noble would help make a fire or light a charcoal fire.

Harry seemed to have finally come out of the shadows, but everyone knew that he had just buried all the bad emotions in his heart.

"My dad wrote me a letter—" Malfoy walked in front with his hands behind his back, his head bowed and kicking the grass roots with his leather shoes on his head.

"He said that his friends were sending him less and less news, and that there was nothing useful, but my dad said that the mystery man was planning something.

It's very secretive. It's also dangerous. ”

"I'm sure there must be a big conspiracy among the mysterious people!" Ron's eyes widened, and he said in surprise.

"Ron, there's no need to be sure about this, as long as the mysterious man doesn't give an interview with great fanfare about what he plans to do next, then what he does is all a conspiracy." Hermione rolled her eyes covertly.

"Anyway, we have to be prepared and vigilant," said Harry, who in fact did the same, and how hard he trained was simply terrifying.

Zhang Xiao practiced with him a few times, and estimated in his heart that Harry's current combat level was almost like this in the sixth or seventh grade, although he didn't know many spells, but there were a few spells he used that were so ripe that they were born for him.

For example, in addition to your weapons.

They continued their walk around the Black Lagoon, sometimes stopping to discuss with interest how to take out Voldemort.

Methods can be outrageous and bizarre, such as using Harry as bait, setting up an ambush, and waiting for Voldemort to arrive, or inviting him to Hogwarts as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and then rushing in

In short, in their minds, as long as they swarmed up, Voldemort would be obediently caught, and as for why they had such optimistic thoughts, they could only blame the second grade.

Hundreds of young wizards rushed into the secret passages, wands held as if they were on an outing, and the 16-year-old Voldemort fled.

Zhang Xiao is not easy to fight them, the fully embodied Voldemort and the possessed Voldemort are completely two concepts, if it is a complete Voldemort, then hundreds of little wizards may not be enough to see, unless someone in front can contain him.

The young wizard's mind was surprisingly jumpy, and soon they began to discuss why Voldemort had a special attitude towards Harry, which could be called a 'soft spot'.

Their speculation was still outrageous, and Ron thought that the mystery man was trying to figure out why he couldn't kill Harry.

Hermione was sure that there must be something on Harry that no one knew about, and that was the main reason he was able to escape, and that Voldemort had found Harry to snatch it.

So Ron quickly changed his mind to Dumbledore's wolf ambitions, and he put something on Harry that could resist Voldemort.

On that night, Voldemort lost a lot of things, so he needed to get it back from Harry.

"Come on, Weasley, you're guessing!" Malfoy laughed a few times before saying disdainfully, "I can't explain why the Dark Lord went to Harry."

It couldn't explain how Dumbledore had known all this in advance.

How is this possible unless both Dumbledore and the Dark Lord get a prophecy about Harry? My dad said that prophecies are all lies! ”

He tilted his head, frowned, and said suspiciously:

"Zhang, why do you look at me like this?"

Damn, it's done! It's done! Master Ma is working again! What is a straight iron mouth?

This is the iron mouth straight break!

"It's nothing—" Zhang Xiao shook his head, suddenly remembering what he might be going to do next, so he sincerely asked:

"Draco, if- I mean if, someone is going to go to Gringotts' single-digit vault and steal something, will it work?"

"Gringotts? A single-digit vault? It's the most heavily guarded place! Not to mention stealing, unless there are several Dumbledores working together! ”

Malfoy said categorically, and then several people laughed together:

"How many people like Dumbledore together?"

At this moment, a silver kitten Patronus jumped out of the castle and stopped in front of several people, and Professor McGonagall's voice sounded in the kitten's mouth:

"Mr. Zhang, Headmaster Dumbledore is waiting in the Headmaster's office, there is something important, go now."

Zhang Xiao was stunned suddenly, is it finally coming?

"Ahh

As soon as he stepped into the Headmaster's office, Zhang Xiao heard Dumbledore's slightly tired teasing, and he sat back in his soft-backed chair, wearing the robe decorated with stars and moon.

Yes, it's really difficult, it's been so long, in fact, many things have long been forgotten.

Many people may even forget the monstrous waves that Grindelwald once set off, except for those old saints who are still remembering the old days, Grindelwald?

Who's that?

As for the ministries of magic in various countries, as long as Grindelwald does not try to subvert the Ministry of Magic, does not try to challenge the law of secrecy, and does not gather his feared saints, then Grindelwald is just Grindelwald, a wizard who may be a little more powerful, it is not a big deal.

What really made Dumbledore feel troubled was actually his younger brother, Aberforth.

If you want Grindelwald to come out, you can't get around Aberforth, because the damage he has done to Aberforth is too great.

Whether it's Arianna or Credence, it's the reason why Aberforth can't forgive him.

So during the time he disappeared, Dumbledore was trying to talk to Aberforth - it didn't go well.

Aberforth was like a raging ram, claiming that if Grindelwald dared to take a step out of Newmongard, he would kill him.

"The problem? Professor Dumbledore, what do you mean by the problem? ”

Zhang Xiao looked very curious, what Grindelwald, what Newmongard, what Newt, I don't know, I don't know.

Then he saw Dumbledore's smiling eyes, and his teasing words:

"Oh? It's true? I thought you thought you'd look into the mirror of Eris and look into it, but with what I know about you, if you want to investigate, you're going to find something. ”

Zhang Xiao only felt that her sweat was about to come down, how could she forget this stubble?

The picture displayed by the Mirror of Eris said everything!

"It seems that it is still investigated, with your wisdom, Zhang, you can guess who I am going to invite, right?"

Dumbledore restrained his smile, lowered his head, and pretended to look at his fingers:

"So you should also know why I say it's a hard question."

Zhang Xiao was silent, of course he knew that the biggest obstacle would never be the tower, but the wall in people's hearts.

He had no doubt about Aberforth's hatred of Grindelwald, nor did he doubt Aberforth's greatness.

Yes, great.

The duel between the three of them led to Ariana's death, but Aberforth still joined the Order of the Phoenix in the fight against Voldemort.

If he's already falling out with Dumbledore and fighting against him, then he'll just join the Death Eaters.

The mere fact that he was Albus's own brother was enough for him to become Voldemort's henchman, as well as all sorts of glory and wealth.

And Dumbledore couldn't give him anything.

Aberforth worked as a bar owner at Hogmodri and spied on his brother's intelligence, a job he did for decades.

Zhang Xiao suddenly understood, even if Aberforth was angry and angry, he would definitely agree to his brother's plan after he calmed down.

Because he was Aberforth Dumbledore.

"Let's go, Zhang—go meet the others."

Dumbledore stood up and held out an arm towards him, oh- this damn headmaster privilege.

With the sound of the phantom shifting and crackling, the two men disappeared in place.

"Professor, here it is."

Zhang Xiao looked around at the surrounding scenery, this was a hut that had never been seen before, its walls were crawling with lush plants, leaving only a wooden door surrounded by green leaves and flowers, which looked interesting.

"My old friend has a house in Diagon Lane, and he used to come back here every year for a few days or half a month, so it's nice for him to feel the noise once in a while."

Dumbledore strode forward and placed his hand on the quaint ring.

Looking back at the half-moon-shaped lenses:

"I think you should have guessed who he is."

"Nicolmae?"

"Exactly, alright, please come in-"

Dumbledore pushed open the wooden door and walked in first.

Zhang Xiao had thought many times about what it would be like to see the protagonist of Fantastic Beasts, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

He envisioned him to visit the world with his books and tell Newt about the difference between Fantastic Beasts and Demons, and if he had actually been to China.

He would ask Dumbledore if he could meet up with Nicolame, talk to the legendary master alchemist about the combination of Muggle technology and alchemy, and tell him what Muggle technology would be in a few decades.

He would go in to visit the prison when he passed by Newmengard, and use his identity as a little celestial master to tell him about the relationship between the preaching sect and ordinary people and society, although he was right to worry about the future of the wizarding world, but the method was wrong.

But Zhang Xiao never thought it would be like this.

A very old, very old, very old man smiled and waved his hand.

On the wooden table, a thin old man sat on the edge of the long table, looking weak, but his blue eyes were bright, especially the two eyes did not seem to be the same hue, and opposite him was another old man.

A sniffer and a tree guard stood on the old man's shoulder, staring at the old man on the other side menacingly, and there was a feeling that they rushed up without saying a word.

Dumbledore turned around and opened his hand:

"Zhang, I think you've already guessed who they are.

Rich operational experience, good at camouflage, excellent planning and command skills, this is-"

Dumbledore paused, but said, "Gatler Grindelwald." ”

The thin old man on the wooden table didn't speak, but kept looking at Zhang Xiao with his eyes, and after a while he said slowly:

"You're Dumbledore's favorite student?"

Zhang Xiao: No, after so many years, Grindelwald are you still thinking about it?

The old man opposite him was also a little stunned, obviously remembering something.

Dumbledore ignored him, and continued, "Nicolame - Profound technical reserves, remote support, can help us solve all kinds of goblin things. ”

Nick greeted with a smile, not hiding his appreciation:

"Zhang, you really disappointed me by giving up alchemy, is that block okay?"

Zhang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, he had a good impression of this old man who always gave himself good things like a robot cat:

"Human energy is limited, Mr. Lemay, although I did not choose alchemy, this does not affect my worship of you."

The last old man didn't wait for Dumbledore's introduction, and took the initiative to say hello:

"Newt Scamander - helped Dumbledore, um- did Dumbledore a favor, you're from China?"

Does the favor mean stealing the marriage certificate (crossing out) the Blood Pact bottle, infiltrating the prison, infiltrating the Ministry of Magic? Professional counterpart!

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Scamander, and I've been fascinated by your story for a long time."

Zhang Xiao greeted familiarly.

Now the planning, technology, implementation, and thugs are all together, and the only thing that is bad is the vase, but the vase, it doesn't matter if there is one.

Well?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Counted the number of people.

If it's broken, won't I just be that vase?

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)