All things are three at Hogwarts

Although the projection battles with Dumbledore and Voldemort always ended in failure, everyone still enjoyed it. In addition to completing the work, they basically spent their time in the training room. Not only can you experience it yourself, but you can also gain a lot from watching other people's confrontations.

After this, everyone felt their own strength growing. Even Mrs. Harris, Daisy and Hermione, who had the least combat experience, made rapid progress.

Mr. Harris saw such a gratifying situation in his eyes, and he decided to lead everyone to relax. However, unlike last year, this time most people had busy work at the Ministry of Magic, so after holding several parties , he arranged for Allen and Grindelwald to meet, and by the way, his son and the girls had the opportunity to travel alone during the holidays. Unfortunately, Penelope was unable to go together again because of her Auror work.

In Nuremberg, Bavaria, Germany, at noon, all kinds of people gathered in the central square. Here, you can see all the fashionable people, various pepper honey cakes, high-level handicrafts, hot red Wine and everything to create an atmosphere can be found here. This is a very attractive place.

People from many countries around the world are mixed here, everyone speaks different languages ​​and wears various costumes. There is a happy and peaceful scene everywhere, as fascinating as a carnival.

"Two million people come to this world-famous Christmas market every year, and the products sold here are all authentically selected products." Hermione looked at the people coming and going with interest, trying to distinguish which ones and which ones. They are the same kind of human wizards.

Her eyes were fixed on Luna, who was scattering bread crumbs to the pigeons not far away.

This is really a beautiful picture: a girl stands in the sunshine, with a happy expression on her face. The sunlight shines on her clothes, creating a halo-like soft color. Her face is very beautiful, with a fresh and charming aura. Her hair is a beautiful light blonde color with a sheen that makes her stand out in this image.

"Be careful." Allen held Hermione's shoulders. She only looked into the distance, but ignored her feet. She stepped on pigeon droppings and almost slipped.

"Thank you Alan." Hermione was a little embarrassed. She resisted the urge to "clean up" herself in front of Muggles and rubbed her soles on the clean ground.

During the rest of the journey, Hermione was filled with discomfort. She had the urge to throw her shoes far away. Just as she was staring down at her feet, considering the possibility of quietly using magic to clean them, she saw a pair of white shoes. Low-heeled sandals appeared in front of her.

"It's so beautiful." What Hermione wanted to say was "It's so thoughtful," but the words came out like this. She happily took the new shoes, kicked off her original shoes and put them on.

"It's so beautiful." Allen also praised.

Hermione raised her head, her serious yet innocent expression making Alan burst into laughter.

Hermione lowered her head, leaned over, and wanted to pick up the old shoes and throw them away, but Alan had already taken the lead and helped her get rid of the unsightly pair of shoes.

Allen's willingness made Hermione feel happy. Now, Hermione was no longer embarrassed and shy. She enjoyed the scenery and food of this strange city with a happier smile than when she first arrived.

A tall young man walked towards them quickly, his arms swinging quickly by his side, and the smile on his face was oily and unbecoming of his age.

"Hello, Master Alan Harris, I am Matthias Schweigheff." Matthias was very enthusiastic and contacted him. Owen Harris told him that as long as he could satisfy his son, he could get a big prize. The money was enough for him to live luxuriously in the tavern for several months. It was much more generous than the last time he was sent in.

"Let's go." Allen nodded to Matthias.

"I'm really sorry, I can only go alone." Matthias rubbed his hands and said with a shy smile, "Although the management is not too strict in fact, I still need to let you use the compound potion to pretend to be my partner. Only then can I take you in, obviously that place is not suitable for two beautiful ladies."

Allen looked at Hermione and Luna, "He and I will go to Nurmengard, you two..."

Hermione blinked and said quickly: "I want to go back to the hotel first." Hermione looked at her feet. Although she had put on new shoes, her mysophobia still made her feel uncomfortable. The faint smell of pigeon droppings remains.

"I'll wait for you while shopping there." Luna pointed to a store on the far corner called Dolce & Gabbana's Muggle luxury store. There were a lot of goods piled at the door waiting to be moved.

Allen nodded, and he and Matthias walked into the deserted alley and used phantom transference.

Nurmengard Wizarding Prison, in front of this cold, dark, distant tower, Allen has transformed into a bloated middle-aged man with a red nose through polyjuice.

"For the greater good." Allen read out Grindelwald's famous quote in German above the entrance to Nurmengard. This slogan was actually inherited by the Harris family and is often used at gatherings. .

"Nurmengard was a prison built by Grindelwald to imprison those who opposed him. After he was defeated in the duel of the century with Albus Dumbledore, he himself was imprisoned." Matthias introduced.

"Next, Master Harris, please don't speak. The compound potion cannot change your voice." Matthias looked straight and warned.

Allen nodded and said nothing.

Entering the prison was very smooth. Matthias seemed to have been doing this for a long time. He answered the entry command with a hoarse voice with ease. He also chatted with the guards he knew and explained what his partner had tried yesterday. While eating Mexican food, their throats were so bad that they couldn't speak, and the guards along the way almost glanced at them casually, without verifying their identities again.

"The German Ministry of Magic has been in dire straits since the Grindelwald incident. It is much worse than the British Ministry of Magic, which was still very chaotic in its management in the early years." Allen remained calm, and couldn't help feeling sorry for pushing the Harris family away so many years ago. The German Ministry of Magic who came to England made some sarcastic remarks.

Until the top level of the prison, Matthias had a smile on his face: "I will guard here, and I also put a chair for you inside. Don't worry, no one will go in except during meal delivery time."

"That's very thoughtful, thank you." Allen smiled and thanked him, his big rosacea looking even redder.

"I will watch, Master Harris. You can restore your handsome appearance before meeting him. I still have enough compound potion here for you to drink again when you come out." Matthias patted the bag on his waist. flagon, and then opened the iron gate leading to the prison corridor on the top floor.

Allen nodded and strode into the gloomy corridor.

After removing the transformation effect, tidying up his appearance, and combing his hair back meticulously, Allen followed the magic lamps that emitted a faint green light on the walls on both sides of the corridor and walked through countless empty rooms. In the middle cell, Allen saw the target of his trip.