Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Go back in time a little bit.

In the center of Salzburg, Kaigasse Street.

Apart from the Grain Alley, which is the favorite place for tourists, this can be regarded as the most prosperous and lively commercial district in Salzburg.

Since Oktoberfest, the traditional Bavarian festival (Oktoberfest), will be coming in a few days, many shops on both sides of the street have already begun to decorate hangings corresponding to the festival in advance, and the air of the entire city is filled with a kind of festive joy. atmosphere.

A young silver-haired lolita who looked to be about ten years old was standing on the roadside holding the hand of an energetic old man, looking longingly at the schnitzel shop on the side of the street that exuded the aroma of steaming barbecue.

As an ancient city with a long history that can apply for a World Cultural Heritage, most of the shops and buildings in Salzburg’s old town are hundreds of thousands of years old. The familiar schnitzel shop that appeared in front of the girl is a strong evidence of this. One thing - when Elena came here to travel in her previous life, the tour guide did not brag. This was indeed a century-old store.

If one had to choose one dish to represent Austria, it would undoubtedly have to be Wiener Schnitzel.

Different from the schnitzel of other countries, the bored European Union even stipulated that only schnitzel made from tender and juicy veal can be called "Viennese schnitzel".

An authentic Viennese schnitzel needs to be fully flattened to make the meat more tender.

Then add flour, eggs, and bread crumbs in turn to make the outer skin golden and crispy, and lock in the gravy. Finally, it is slowly fried in butter, so the aroma of the barbecue is particularly strong, and you can smell that satisfying smell almost from a distance. the taste of.

"You don't want to say that you are hungry again, do you?"

Feeling that the girl next to him suddenly stopped, he followed the girl's babbling gaze and glanced at the barbecue steak restaurant across the street. Grindelwald, who had already changed into casual clothes, couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, "If I hadn't If I remember correctly, you just finished a hot dog burger. Before that, you also had a Turkish kebab pie and a whole box of Mozart chocolate balls."

"I saved your life...ha..." Elena curled her lips aggrievedly.

Just in the middle of speaking, the girl suddenly yawned, resulting in the original cuteness not being perfectly displayed.

"Alright alright."

As if being stabbed in a fatal hole, Grindelwald sighed helplessly and walked towards the other side of the street.

Frankly speaking, for Grindelwald, the visual impact of waking up and finding four wands neatly placed beside his bed was greater than the joy of finally narrowly surviving.

Although Elena said it was easy, Grindelwald knew very well how difficult and dangerous it was for a girl under 11 years old to knock down four adult wizards.

When he woke up, he had already noticed that the number of Iron Armor spells stored in the necklace around the girl's neck had been completely consumed. There was a messy hospital corridor, broken ward door panels, and medicines, syringes, blood everywhere... nothing It doesn't show the brutality of the previous battle.

More importantly, no one was injured in the conflict.

——Well, at least that’s the result.

As for the subsequent simple cleaning up and concealment work, as well as the memory modification of the four Austrian Ministry of Magic wizards, for Gellert Grindelwald, who regained the wand, it was as easy as snapping his fingers. The only flaw was that It seems that a wizard who saw Elena's appearance ran away.

"Hello, sir. Here are the two Vienna schnitzels you ordered. They have been packed for you. The total price is..."

The big man's voice from the barbecue steakhouse interrupted the old man's thoughts and brought him back to reality: it's time to pay.

Even after decades of self-exile in Nurmengard Castle, Gellert Grindelwald is still one of the few wizards who stands at the top of the entire magical world. His control over magic has not declined much. For example——

"Confundo" The tip of Grindelwald's wand hidden in his arms quietly poked out and tapped it skillfully.

A look of confusion appeared on the face of the big store manager. He shook his head and handed the plastic bag in Grindelwald's hand. He put on a smile skillfully and said, "Thank you for your patronage. Please go slowly."

I hope this is the last feeding today...

Grindelwald shook the plastic bag in his hand, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

A noble and elegant learned wizard, a wizard leader who almost ruled most of the wizarding world, actually used magic spells to cheat people into eating and drinking in a snack bar run by Muggles. This made the always arrogant Grindelwald Feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"Here, you want the Wiener Schnitzel, be careful to burn it...wait! What's wrong with you?!"

After struggling through the crowd lined up at the door of the store, he walked to the white-haired dumpling waiting on the roadside. Grindelwald handed the plastic bag in his hand forward, and was about to say a few words, when his face suddenly changed. Change.

"I didn't do anything? Why are you so surprised?"

Elena blinked in confusion, couldn't help but yawn, and stretched out her hand to snatch the plastic bag from the old man's hand.

pat.

pat.

A few drops of slightly cool water fell on the back of the girl's hand, and then fell on the plastic bag, making a nice sound.

"Is it raining?"

Elena looked down at the back of her hand. Under the illumination of the street lamp, the falling water droplets slid down the smooth back of her hand, leaving red traces.

"Still, this is..."

The girl felt her head was a little dizzy. She subconsciously raised her hand and wiped it on her face. Her delicate white palms were filled with bright red. "...Is it blood? It's strange, when did I get injured."

"But don't panic, it's not a big problem. You forgot, I am a wizard."

Raising her head and glancing at Grindelwald, who was a little blurry from time to time, Elena waved her hand nonchalantly and whispered skillfully.

"ur〈wyrd〉"

A hazy white light appeared at the girl's fingertips, flickered for less than half a second and then... went out.

"Huh? Weird..."

As if she was drunk, a bright pink color appeared on the girl's cute face, and she frowned in confusion.

"ur〈wyrd〉"

This time, nothing happened.

Unprecedented sleepiness hit Elena. The girl couldn't help but yawned again, and her eyelids couldn't stop sinking. "I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep for a while. Don't steal my share." Schnitzel..."

As she spoke, the girl's right hand dropped weakly, and the plastic bag she was holding fell to the ground with a snap.

"Wait, don't sleep!"

Grindelwald's expression changed, and he quickly stretched out his hand to catch the silver-haired little witch who collapsed instantly. Elena, who was lying in the old man's arms, had her eyes closed tightly. Except for a few traces of blood that had not yet solidified on her delicate little face, There is no anger whatsoever.

Under Grindelwald's perception, Elena, who seemed to have no scars on the outside, could no longer simply be described as terrible inside.

Countless tiny muscle cracks were spread throughout the girl's body, and most of her organs, including her heart, were in an extremely abnormal state of excitement.

Several out-of-control forces surged through the girl's body, but due to Elena's strengthened body, no direct injuries were caused for the time being. The magic power that once filled the girl's body has almost dried up, leaving only a little glimmer.

What exactly is going on……

How many times has this white-haired dumpling performed magic derived from UR runes in the past half day? !

Ignoring the looks of others, Grindelwald held the girl in his arms and the two disappeared directly into the noisy street.

……

Salzburg, location unknown.

"Don't worry, this child just cast the curse too many times and exceeded the physical load. He just needs to have a good night's rest and he should be fine."

An old man who was as skinny as a skeleton turned around and said with some doubts in his eyes.

"Trace of the runes, Gellert. I've never heard that you actually had a student after all these years."

"My students are not so stupid that they can't even protect themselves. That's Albus's student. I'm just taking care of him temporarily. She will pack her things and leave tomorrow."

Behind him, Grindelwald was leaning down to observe a huge crystal ball on the table.

Hearing the old man's words, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, turned around quickly and said unceremoniously. Although he said this, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes unconsciously.

After a pause, Grindelwald looked around.

"Are you safe here? I mean... you know, after all, more than 40 years have passed."

"Except for you, Dumbledore and Flamel, the entire wizarding world thought I was dead long ago. As long as you don't involve me, this place will always be safe."

The old man shrugged and rolled his eyes at Grindelwald angrily, "Besides, you know, time doesn't mean much to me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have found me in the first place."

"No, the reason why I came to you in the first place was just because you once had a name called Paracelsus. Time may make the wizard's strength decline, but for a healer, there will always be Makes you stronger.”

Grindelwald smiled, glanced at Elena, and turned to look at the little silver-haired witch lying quietly on the bed. After a simple treatment, the girl's face gradually relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was having a sweet dream. ——Obviously, the facts proved that his idea was not wrong.

"It's also easier to be frightened..."

Paracelsus couldn't help but have a bitter look on his face, and muttered rather dissatisfiedly, "I'm not like you young people. Can you be considerate of an old man who is 498 years old this year?"

"What is this? A prophecy?"

Ignoring Paracelsus's complaint, Grindelwald turned around again, pointed at the large crystal ball placed on the table and asked. The scene in downtown Salzburg was reflected in the crystal ball—— On the other side of the high wall away from the city, dozens of police cars were driving towards the Salk Hospital where he and Elena had just left.

"I don't believe in prophecies like you do. I am a doctor, and I have spent more than half of my life fighting against so-called prophecies."

Paracelsus shook his head with disdain and grinned, "This is just a small window specially set up by me to observe those short-lived Muggles."

"In other words, this is what is happening?"

As he spoke, Grindelwald reached out and touched the crystal ball. After a while of fog, the picture in the crystal ball turned, showing the scene inside the Salk Hospital - a large group of officials from the Austrian Ministry of Magic were gathering together. Search what is being discussed.

"That's right." Paracelsus looked into the crystal ball, with a sigh on his face.

"One thing you said before is correct. As time goes by, Muggles have become more and more sensitive to the existence of wizards. This is the fastest Muggle response to an abnormal situation I have ever seen."

"Oh, because it was us who called the police this time." Grindelwald waved his hand and said casually.

"Um?!"

The look on Paracelsus' face couldn't help but froze, and then he laughed dumbly, "I didn't expect you to do such boring things. You know, for a wizard who can apparate, just these Muggles They pose no threat at all.”

"Well, you're right. So, maybe I need to give them a little help."

Grindelwald took a deep look at Elena who was lying on the bed. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes. "Come when you want, leave when you want. This is not Salzburg." Excellent hospitality. Plus, there’s a kid to deal with.”

"Wait...Gellert, don't you want to do it again..."

Paracelsus looked at the indifference in Grindelwald's eyes, frowned, and subconsciously fumbled with his right hand for the pair of wands placed beside the bed.

"My time has passed, and I know it better than you."

Grindelwald patted Paracelsus on the shoulder and smiled calmly, "I just want someone to know what the real Dark Lord should be like."

"Really, the real Dark Lord?" Paracelsus' face became more and more frightened.

"Don't worry, no one will be hurt this time. I promise you."

Gellert Grindelwald shrugged, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, pointed at Paracelsus, who was about to reach out to touch Elena's wand, and gave a particularly serious warning.

"Also, if you still want to celebrate your five hundredth birthday, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't touch that girl's precious wand, you will die."

……

Salzburg, interior of Salk Hospital.

Facing the shouts of the Muggle police outside, most wizards just frowned in annoyance, as if there were just annoying mosquitoes outside the window.

"Anyway, let's go back to the ministry first. We will slowly investigate the follow-up matters."

Pope Rocher glanced at the Austrian Federal Police, which was waiting outside the hospital, and waved his hand indifferently, "Don't worry about these Muggles. Members of the [Muggle Issues Adjustment Committee] will naturally deal with it later."

boom!

A warning shot was fired from the perimeter outside the hospital.

"I repeat again, please immediately put down your weapons, give up resistance, raise your hands where we can see them, and slowly walk out of the hospital."

"What are you still doing? Let's go."

Pope Rohir frowned, turned the wand in his hand, and was about to apparate away, when his expression suddenly froze, "Huh?!"

Under her magic perception, a familiar magic restriction suddenly appeared in this area, with only one effect - to prohibit disembodiment.

"Damn, it's an ambush."

A wizard looked a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "Who on earth dares to target the Austrian Ministry of Magic again and again! Aren't they afraid of being jointly hunted down by the international Ministry of Magic?"

"Director Rohill, what should we do now?"

"A last resort? Hell, I don't want to get hit with those Muggle weapons."

After being unable to apparate, all the wizards present would be trapped in the hospital unless they used magic to break out despite the ban.

"Wait...look outside! Oh my god, what is that!"

At this moment, a wizard suddenly shouted.

All the lights in the city outside were turned off, and every building was shrouded in black translucent fabric.

However, the Muggle policemen surrounding the Salk Hospital seemed completely unaffected. Obviously, only the wizards in the hospital could see the black translucent fabrics falling from the sky. The successive unexpected situations caused the wizards to pull out their wands and face cloths. Full of tension.

Pope Rocher raised his head and watched with complicated eyes as the translucent black fabric fell from the sky, shrouding the entire hospital in darkness. He touched the medical record board in his arms and spoke solemnly.

"That's Grindelwald. Gellert Grindelwald, that's how he summoned his followers over 60 years ago."

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