Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 321: Meeting After Many Years

Why does this tower look familiar?
Dumbledore stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, his eyes became more and more complicated.

should
Maybe he thought too much.

After finishing the divination in a hurry, the old man began to pace up and down the room, looking restless.

Nurmengard.

Why did he see the Nurmengard Tower in the foreshadowing of Voldemort's death?
He doesn't understand.

"Whoo~"

After an unknown amount of time, Dumbledore took a deep breath and finally made a decision in his heart.

It's useless to think about it any longer.

Some things must be investigated in person.

With a light step, his figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the mercury in the Pensieve rippling slightly.

Nurmengard.

The pitch-black stone pagoda soars into the sky, never seeing the sun all year round.

Lightning and thunder are the only things that are free here.

Dumbledore enters the tower, passing through the scornful inscription "For the Greater Good".

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by four or five jailers in full vigilance.

"Stop, this is not a place to just come by.

Wait, are you Mr. Dumbledore? "

In the middle of the scolding, some jailers recognized the face of Dumbledore, a well-known wizard in Europe, and there were even cards in the snacks eaten by children, so how could they not know.

"It's me, how are you all?"

Dumbledore smiled gently, without any airs.

"May I ask, why did Mr. Dumbledore come here?"

The circumstances were special, and the jailers had to be cautious.

There are not too many ways to change his appearance. Who can guarantee that the Albus Dumbledore in front of him is not someone else pretending to be?
"Well, I have something to ask "that person". I think I should be eligible to enter here."

Responding vaguely, Dumbledore smiled, very cooperative.

"Of course, of course you are eligible."

The prison guards knew who the prison was built for.

If even Albus Dumbledore has no right to enter, they really don't know who else in this world has this qualification.

"Don't worry about me, just do a routine checkup."

Seeing that the jailers were restrained, Dumbledore raised his hand and handed over his wand voluntarily—anyone who enters Nurmengard will be subject to strict inspection, and the Acting Minister of the Ministry of Magic of England is no exception.

"Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore, for your cooperation with us."

The jailers breathed a sigh of relief.

For a wizard, the wand is almost a second life.

Seeing that Dumbledore was so polite, their vigilance relaxed a lot, and they searched Dumbledore very politely.

At the same time, the highest point of Nurmengard.

A magic light flashed, and Gellert Grindelwald in plain clothes returned to the dark and damp prison.

"leader."

The double in the cell saw Gellert and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work, leave it to me here."

Gellert patted his double on the shoulder.

"Yes."

The stand-in was no nonsense, and disappeared directly with "transformation", leaving Gellert alone in the cell.

Gellert smiled, and the old god was leaning on the bare wooden bed—fortunately, he had completely mastered the prison, otherwise, in such an emergency, he might not be able to rush back.

"This way please, Mr. Dumbledore, he is here."

After a while, Gellert heard something faintly in his ear.

He blinked and adjusted his blindfold.

"Thank you, let me talk to him alone, okay?"

"Of course, of course, Mr. Dumbledore, you can call us if you need anything."

The jailer's voice gradually lowered, and a tall old man in a silver robe walked out of the corner.

Gellert narrowed his eyes.

Huh, still bad taste as always.

"Hey, Albus, what brought you here?"

Before the other party approached, Getler spoke first.

His tone was relaxed, as if he was not in a cage, but a beach on vacation.

"Gellert"

As if he didn't expect the "old friend" to talk to him so easily, Dumbledore couldn't recover.

After a pause, he squeezed out a smile and replied with the same ease.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The sentence "long time no see" hooked my thoughts far away.

The two people who were once in their prime are now old men.

Getter looked at Dumbledore outside the iron fence, the corners of his mouth raised little by little.

The scene that he had imagined countless times was in front of him, and he was surprised to find that he was extremely calm.

Yes, time has changed many things.

Hate, love.

It is already a thing of the past.

"Old friend."

Gellert was too calm, a little strangely calm.Dumbledore came closer, looked in through the iron fence, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

"Old friend, where have you been recently!"

"Hehe, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Gellert also walked to the iron fence and looked at Dumbledore.

He is a little shorter than Dumbledore, but he is not weak at all.

"Gellert, don't try to hide it from me, I'm sure you weren't here 10 minutes ago!"

There were so many flaws that Dumbledore was too lazy to list them all.

His mind turned quickly, he was guessing Gellert's purpose.

What is it that makes Gellert, who has sworn to be imprisoned here forever, walk out of the tower!
Has the other party not given up on that ambition?
"It was exposed so quickly. Haha, as expected of Albus, he still has the same delicate thoughts."

Hearing this, Gellert froze for a moment, not hiding it, and admitted it openly.

This time, Dumbledore was a little confused.

just admit it
Without justification?

"then you."

The rhythm of the conversation has completely fallen into the hands of the other party. Dumbledore has countless questions in his mind, but he doesn't know how to speak.

"Get out, walk around, see, and enjoy your old age."

As a legendary wizard second only to Dumbledore, Gellert's strength has gone beyond the constraints of the world.

No one can stop what he wants to do.

Dumbledore was speechless.

Dare to feel that you have lived a good life for so many years, thanks to the old man, I worry about it every Christmas.

"Well, let me just say it, have you killed anyone these days?"

Dumbledore felt that he couldn't keep up with Gellert's rhythm, so he had to ask a question.

He expects to hear a "no" answer, but it is
"Killed, you can say one, or you can say two."

Getler frowned and recalled in a deep voice.

"That man was in a strange state, with one body and two souls. He came to cause trouble that day, so I set a fire on him and burned him completely.
Hey, don't look at me that way, except for these two, I haven't done anyone any harm, really. "

Seeing Dumbledore's expression getting weirder and weirder, Gellert quickly added something.

(End of this chapter)