Chapter 26 Grindelwald and Nurmengard

Hot flames suddenly appeared, and accompanied by the crisp sound of birdsong, a bright red phoenix appeared out of thin air.醐

Rolf let go of Fox's long golden tail feathers, and his feet landed on the soft mud. He looked around and found that he was standing in a pine forest.

Through the gaps in the leaves, he could see a black castle standing on the top of the mountain in the distance, with three crooked towers reflected in the leaden sky.

"That's Nurmengard."

Dumbledore stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Nurmengard. He said with a complicated expression:

“Long ago it was the stronghold of Grindelwald and the Wiccan Party, and it was also the prison he built to imprison his opponents.

After Grindelwald was defeated by me, this became a prison for him...a prison for him alone! "

Luofu looked at the dark castle and said softly: "It's more like a ruin." Hu

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

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

"Go this way." The old man warned: "In order to prevent others from entering Nurmengard, the International Federation of Wizards has arranged a lot of magic and traps here... You have to remember the route."

Luo Fu was stunned. It wasn't enough to come here once, but he wanted to come again in the future?

When the boy saw that Dumbledore was already moving forward, he hurriedly followed him. The principal led him through the forest, around winding and intricate paths, and came to a cliff.

The road uphill is hidden between the cracks in the rocks. It is a steep and rugged stone path.

As Rolf climbed up, the road wound, first down, then up again, growing steeper and narrower.醐

The road is also filled with cracks, broken rocks and large rockfalls.

Rolf could fly, and he was about to suggest flying up. Dumbledore seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said:

"Flying is prohibited here to prevent anyone from approaching on a broomstick."

The young man could only continue to remain silent and follow the principal to climb up.

Halfway through the climb, Rolf was out of breath and faced a strong gust of wind that made his robe crackle.

Dumbledore suddenly asked: "Rolf, did you find anything when you went to Azkaban?"

"I found something." Luo Fu said quickly: "I found a corpse by the lake where the Dementors were born."

"Corpse?"

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

"Are you sure his name is Kurga and he went to find the Fountain of Good Luck?" Dumbledore confirmed repeatedly.

"When Captain Carlos told me this, he had only encountered the ghost ship and had not seen Kurga's body." Rove replied cautiously: "He should have no reason to lie."

"Well, I will go find Carlos to confirm this matter." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, looked up at the growing Nurmengard, and reminded:

"About the Fountain of Good Luck, you can ask Grindelwald. He... also went to look for the Fountain of Good Luck and has a more detailed understanding of this aspect."

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

Rolf nodded. He already knew this when he learned that the skull was the son of Scylla, the three siren sisters.

But asking Grindelwald to ask him something like this made him a little scared. He was the first Dark Lord, and he was Newt's grandson.

Will he kill himself when they meet?

Rolf's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked: "Did you also hand over the basilisk to Grindelwald?"

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded and said, "Grindelwald's research in the field of dark magic is much more advanced than mine, so I left it to him."

Rolf nodded lightly. He had been curious about who the professional Dumbledore was talking about... If it was Grindelwald, then he was indeed professional enough.

But... 鐐

The young man secretly cursed. Dumbledore must have handed the basilisk to Grindelwald because he was more professional, or did he want to come to Nurmengard more times?

Silent for a moment, the two continued to climb along the cliff. The last few hundred meters were the steepest and most dangerous. Loose stones rolled under their footsteps, and they fell along the stone path behind them.

When they emerged from the cracks in the rocks, they were already under the castle.

Only then did Rolf notice that Nurmengard was embedded on a steep cliff, looking down at the earth like a black eye.

The castle is built from ancient unmortared rocks, and each stone is different. Thick moss and clusters of poisonous tentacles grew between the rock crevices.

At the gate, there is an iron gate with its teeth sinking deeply into the muddy ground. The iron gate is covered with red rust.

When Luofu stepped forward and pulled the rusty iron ring, the iron door was stuck for a while, and then slowly opened with the harsh protest of the door chain.醐

The young man looked up and saw a leafy outer courtyard in front of him. The courtyard was full of weeds and fallen pine needles, with rows and rows of solemn pine trees standing upright everywhere.

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

Nurmengard, which was once feared by people, is now completely deserted and dilapidated... with no sign of human existence.

And the once-prominent Dark Lord is imprisoned here!

A breeze blew by, and the leaves and weeds rustled, as if they were sighing deeply.

Dumbledore led Rolf forward and soon arrived at the entrance of the castle. There was a sentence in German engraved on the door edge just above:

Fürdash??hereWohl! 醐

"For the greater good." Rolf murmured.

Dumbledore looked at the words with a complicated expression, and the restlessness that had been suppressed deep in his heart suddenly surfaced in his heart.

After standing there for a long time, the old man let out a long sigh.

"Professor?" Rolf asked concernedly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Dumbledore's voice was hoarse and low, "It's just that I recall the past events of more than a hundred years ago, as if it were yesterday."

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

Dumbledore said slowly:

"In fact, Grindelwald and I have known each other for a long time. He went to Godric's Hollow to find the grave of Ignotus Peverell, one of the three brothers, and I lived there."

The old man said sadly:

"That summer,

I was eighteen years old.

He was sixteen years old."

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

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

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(Thanks to the three big guys "I'm just a sheep", "Japanese who live a good life" and "Moon Bay Hot Spring" for their rewards.)