Exchange student at Hogwarts

"Bring two sets of changes of clothes. I thought about it. This trip may not be enough in one day." Early the next morning, Dumbledore in the principal's office was obviously much more relaxed, maybe because he had figured something out.

"I don't have a problem personally, but is it appropriate to miss so many classes just after school starts? Besides, it's a bit disrespectful to go to see the devil and carry luggage." Zhang Chen shrank his neck. Seeing Dumbledore being so generous, he felt a little disrespectful. A bit timid.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, he won't mind." Dumbledore showed a mysterious smile.

Seeing that it was irreversible, Zhang Chen resigned and went back to get his luggage. By the way, he asked Harry to tell Hermione that he was going out with Dumbledore for a few days. If he didn't come back in more than ten days, he would call the satellite phone for help during the summer vacation. Then he returned to the principal's office with a sad face.

"Let's go, our destination is Austria, Nurmengard Castle." After saying that, he grabbed Zhang Chen and started to apparate away.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Chen quickly broke away from Dumbledore's hand with a horse step. "I can't apparate, principal, you know. If my body disintegrates, my Xuan Gong training will be in vain."

"Fawkes, please" Dumbledore helplessly summoned his Phoenix companion. Fox stretched out and his body expanded many times, revealing just enough space for two people to ride on his back.

Thousands of meters above Northern Europe, Zhang Chen and Dumbledore were shivering with cold, and Dumbledore's eyebrows and beard were covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Principal, haven't you developed some cold-proof magic for high-altitude flying?" Zhang Chen asked tremblingly.

"From a distance, we are all Portkeys or Apparitions. Don't the Eastern cultivation circles like the sword-wielding Kong Ming? Why are you so frozen?"

"I haven't learned how to handle a sword yet, so I was exchanged for it. However, there is still a difference between handling a sword and controlling an object. Learning to handle a sword may not necessarily be effective on a mount. When we make mounts, the mount is usually responsible for making us A shield or something?" Fox, who was under his butt, was quite unhappy when he heard this. He pulled up twice in a row and flew directly to the Gangfeng layer.

Two and a half hours later, Fox gradually descended from the Gangfeng layer and slowly landed on the large grassland in front of Nurmengard Castle. Two huge ice lumps stood prominently on the bird's back. Fox threw down two lumps of ice, looked back and breathed out a mouthful of fire, melting it instantly. He fluttered his feathers and shrank into a mini-phoenix with a laugh, lightly fluttering his wings and flew to Dumbledore's shoulder.

"Ah~ah~ah~Qiu~~~~~~" Zhang Chen sneezed for a long time. Looking at Dumbledore who almost turned into Santa Claus, he said apologetically, "I have caused trouble for you, principal."

Dumbledore gently shook off the frost flakes on his body. "It doesn't matter. In fact, Fawkes has been transferring heat from his feet to my body. I let the ice freeze just because I don't want to be blown by the wind. Let's go. You can only walk on this section of the road below."

"...Mother Xipi, people's hearts are evil." Zhang Chen secretly indulged in Chinese, and followed Dumbledore obediently up the mountain.

"Have you thought about how to ask Grindelwald? Or are there specific instructions for these Kunlun Mountains?" Dumbledore casually chatted with Zhang Chen after passing the tall city wall surrounding the entire castle.

"No, the mountain said that the authority that was born this time was the God of Death, and World War II was the key event that led to its birth. Anyway, let's ask around these things, do you have any suggestions?" Zhang Chen thought for a while, and decided to ask Deng Bu Lido remained honest, not because he believed he was a real white wizard, but because he simply felt that there was no use in hiding it, and it was very laborious to come up with excuses.

In the center of the castle is a towering pointed tower. This architectural style of building a tower in the center of the castle is very unusual. It can be seen at a glance that it is designed to imprison someone.

"Don't step outside the scope of the trail, Zhang. There are more traps and curses here than anywhere else in the world." The sidewalk leading to the castle looked dilapidated, with heavy traces of rain erosion and moss-covered edges. The two of them were careful. walking.

"Speaking of which, are you so confident in the castle's protective measures? There wasn't even a guard along the way." Zhang Chen was a little puzzled. After all, Grindelwald's followers could be considered to be all over Europe.

"Unless Gettler is willing, everyone can take him away from here." Dumbledore answered somewhat inappropriately.

They quickly walked to the downstairs of the castle. On the rusty door was a line of gleaming golden words, "for the greater good."

Dumbledore brushed these words lightly, his eyes revealed endless pain, and he silently said "I'm sorry"

Then he opened the door and walked in with Zhang Chen.

Entering the door is an extremely large banquet hall. Although the murals, decorations, and carpets on the walls have become dilapidated with the passage of time, the huge metal chandelier hanging from the roof, the exaggerated floor-to-ceiling stained glass windows all around, and the The huge dining table for more than a hundred people to dine at the same time shows how arrogant the owner of the castle was back then.

"Stop looking, you have plenty of time to look these days." Dumbledore joked, walking along the winding corridor behind the hall towards the tower.

When he first saw Gettler Greenwald, Zhang Chen could hardly believe his eyes, because what appeared in front of him was a short, skinny, polite gentleman with glasses. Perhaps due to the lack of sunlight on the top floor of the tower, his skin is very white and there are no age spots. Only the wrinkles on his face can tell that he must have been a hottie who fascinated thousands of girls when he was young. But the professor-like character in front of me is really difficult to relate to the first-generation Dark Lord who has dominated the magical world for more than ten years.

"I heard you wanted to see me." Greenwald's voice was very magnetic. "Yes, I was the instigator of that catastrophe. Do you want to know any details?"

"I want to know what you and the principal's plan is." Zhang Chen took a step back slightly, forming a triangular position with Dumbledore and Greenwald.

Dumbledore's expression finally changed, and Greenwald also looked at Zhang Chen, an unfamiliar oriental face, with amusement. Apparently, this question finally aroused the interest of the two big figures who controlled the magical world in the light and dark.

"Interesting Eastern boy," Greenwald said with a smile, "Albus, I have long said not to introduce forces that cannot be controlled. It seems that we need to have a good chat."

"I'm surprised by your frankness, Zhang." Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously as wise as he was, he was completely confused by this confusing operation.

Zhang Chen can only choose to pretend to be mysterious at this time. He can't say that I have read the original work, know that Dumbledore is a good man, and that you two are gay, so I always believe that if Dumbledore has a complete plan, then you Greenwald must be involved.