HP: The opening tarot card is used as a Horcrux

There are few people outside Nurmengard at night, and it is still as eerie as usual even on Christmas.

But inside Nurmengard, things were a little different today.

Grindelwald, who had lost his wand, was demonstrating wandless spellcasting that could subvert the knowledge of ordinary wizards. As he waved his hand randomly around the room, or simply made a few gestures, the room that was originally a prison cell immediately became... With the blessing of [Transformation], the transformation begins.

The protruding stones on the ground were turned into ornately decorated Christmas trees, the spider webs on the roof were turned into ribbons and light balls, and the old desk in the corner was also twisted and turned into a luxurious solid wood dining table.

Grindelwald finally used gravel and leaves to conjure two chairs and a table full of silver tableware, and then he looked out the window expectantly.

The flames of the phoenix suddenly appeared in Nurmengard's cell, and Dumbledore appeared in the room dressed up.

Today, Dumbledore was wearing his sky-blue wizard robe that only appeared at the opening ceremony. His usually messy beard and hair now looked like they had been taken care of.

The phoenix Fawkes stood on Dumbledore's shoulder. It deliberately scratched the place where it stood with its claws, scratching the fabric there. It looked like it was having trouble with Dumbledore.

Dumbledore noticed Fawkes' condition, but he ignored it - because it was useless. Not only did he take a lot of Fawkes' blood today, but he also asked him to take him across half of Europe to Numongar at night. De, in this situation, Fox's temper cannot be appeased by a simple apology. Dumbledore needs to bleed a lot and give Fox precious herbs as snacks to make up for it.

"I can only go back to Pomona's greenhouse." Dumbledore and Fox had a spiritual connection, so when he thought this, Fox immediately became much less tempered.

After dealing with Fawkes, Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald: "Why are you looking out the window? I won't fly in from the window."

Grindelwald smiled and turned around, looking at Dumbledore: "I haven't been reading Muggle fairy tales recently. There is a Rapunzel in it, and she is also imprisoned in the tower of the castle. Then she met her When she meets her lover, she goes through the tower window, and when she has a private meeting with her lover, she also uses her long hair to help her lover climb up."

Grindelwald touched his oily hair: "If you use too much [Cleaning Curse], you might go bald, so I only use it when I really can't, so there is some oil... I was thinking just now, I want to Don't cast a spell to make my hair grow longer and let you climb up. But after thinking about your age, forget it. Magic can't guarantee that your body will still be young and strong."

Dumbledore's smile froze on his lips. People always called him a crazy old man. He quite enjoyed this feeling. He was thick-skinned anyway. But after seeing Grindelwald like this today, he found that he still needed to practice - Grindelwald like this was really... so weird that he couldn't stand it.

Grindelwald smiled proudly after seeing Dumbledore's expression. He put away his resentful expression, and Grindelwald became cold again: "Who asked you to send me a Muggle fairy tale book to read? I can't I’m not those innocent little fools from Hogwarts. I don’t need the education of love, so you should leave it to others!”

Dumbledore's face flashed with embarrassment, because Grindelwald's current strength has improved, and he has integrated part of his soul into Grindelwald's body before. Now he is no longer Grindelwald's opponent, plus the two people agreed before Finding the manipulator behind the wizarding world and beheading him, Grindelwald's departure from the prison of Nurmengard is almost a certainty.

So just in case, Dumbledore sent many Muggle books, hoping to let Grindelwald understand the development of Muggles and realize that his previous ideas were completely impossible to succeed in this era.

"I know that my idea is completely impossible to succeed in this era. Muggles are getting stronger and stronger, and their numbers are increasing, while wizards are just the opposite. Our history is going in reverse, and their numbers are getting bigger and bigger. It’s getting less and less... But it’s not you who caused this situation. If it had been back then, my plan would still have been successful. It only requires a small sacrifice, for the greater good!”

Dumbledore frowned.

"Okay, okay." Before Dumbledore could speak, Grindelwald ended the quarrel in time: "Conflicts are not resolved, they are shelved. There is no point in us arguing about this now. My greatest benefit now is Find the person hidden behind the times, and then solve him. Most of the tragedies in your life are caused by him. The current situation in the wizarding world is also because of him, so you must solve him to loosen the ties between the times and wizards. This you You should have no objections!”

Dumbledore's eyebrows relaxed and he nodded.

"That's good. We have reached an agreement again after decades." Grindelwald said sadly: "But it can be considered a good result. Before our old lives are about to reach the end... .”

"Today is Christmas. Don't talk about those sad things. Come with something to eat. I've been looking forward to today for a long time. You probably haven't forgotten what I like to eat!"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, and then he was about to take out what he had prepared. But just when he lowered his head and noticed the table and tableware in front of him, his hand stopped again.

"Fox, I'm sorry to trouble you." Because of the empathy, Fox knew what Dumbledore wanted.

So, thinking of Professor Sparrowney's greenhouse, although Fox was still a little emotional, he spread his wings and used [Phantom Movement] to flash to Hogwarts and help Dumbledore get what he wanted.

Not long after, as the flames of the phoenix flashed several times, a real dining table and silver tableware appeared in Nurmengard's cell.

As a legendary wizard in the field of [Transfiguration], Dumbledore's eyes can directly see through the essence of [Transfiguration], so - Dumbledore doesn't care about the Christmas tree and decorations turned from stones, but he doesn't care about the chairs turned into leaves. I don’t care, but the tableware turned from leaves is a bit bad, and today is a special day...

The lights in the cell were turned off, Fox was kicked out of the room, Grindelwald lit the candle on the table, and the two took a sip from the wine glass on the table.

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. He had very good taste. Even if he fell into such a state of decline, ordinary red wine would not do to make him feel satisfied. Only Dumbledore's collection of top-notch wines would do. Only then.

Dumbledore put down his glass. He didn't like drinking. If he wanted to make him like this kind of thing, he could only add some sugar, or maybe add some Sprite given to him by Professor Noah. The main thing he brought today was Grindelwald. If you like it, it can be regarded as a small compensation for Grindelwald!

Dumbledore wanted to say something to Grindelwald, but after seeing Grindelwald waving the silver knife and fork rapidly, and the steaks on the plate quickly decreasing, Dumbledore could only helplessly say what he just wanted to say. Change the business to caring words: "Eat slowly, your stomach can't bear it, and you are not a young man anymore."

Even though Grindelwald ate very quickly, his posture was still elegant and he could reply normally to Dumbledore's words. His speech was still very clear, and there was no sound of swallowing or drooling: "It's okay, I'll check my stomach in advance." I cast a magic spell, which is an ancient magic that I created myself. It is the kind that increases stomach acid. Not only is it fine if I eat like this, but I will feel uncomfortable if I don’t eat."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "You can already create your own ancient magic. You are so much better than me... However, using ancient magic in this aspect..."

"You are the least qualified to criticize me." On this night, the two of them seemed to be young, and they began to argue in a way that did not suit their current age: "You have left me here for so many years, and you don't even come to see me. You know that I How have you spent these years?"

Dumbledore's eyes averted.

"Forget it!" Grindelwald sighed: "It's over, it's over. I won't mention such disappointing things today."

"But I don't want to endure this kind of hard life anymore. Send some of your Hogwarts house elves over to me."

Dumbledore said with some embarrassment: "That is the public property of Hogwarts. The school board..."

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes: "School Board, what happened to those guys."

Even after decades of silence, the murderous aura and intimidation of the first Dark Lord were terrifying in every detail.

"Nothing." Dumbledore smiled and sighed: "I know, I'll let Fawkes go. Take Nurmengard's magic restriction, do you need me to change it?"

Most pure-blood families have house elves serving them, and there were a lot of pure bloods in the Wiccan Party back then, so although it was useless, Nurmengard's magic restrictions have been upgraded and can effectively eliminate the effects of house elves. The Elf's [Phantom Movement]. In this regard, Nurmengard is better than most magic schools - of course, it may be because magic schools require house elves to operate, so [Anti-Apparition] will not target them.

Grindelwald could also modify the restrictions on Nurmengard, but Dumbledore still asked if he needed to do it.

And Grindelwald, of course he would not refuse.

"Okay, go ahead and do it!" Grindelwald ate the last piece of steak, and then wiped his mouth gracefully: "By the way, remember to lower the sensitivity of the alert. It will react to the slightest movement, which is very unpleasant. .”

Haha, it’s just a little fun of an old couple!