[HP] End of Death

They finally stood at the top.Harry didn't think he had ever felt the moon was so big and full, and the moonlight was so cold that it hung like cicada's wings on his body.The clouds and mist surged, purple blue and black gray mixed together, and the illuminated flocculent edges flickered on and off.

On the only locked door on the top floor, they saw an iron plate hanging from an iron chain, with "Gellert Grindelwald" written on it in red paint, and a moving picture The photo - a handsome man with blond hair and a broad, open smile.He smiled at them for a moment in the picture, then turned away, and then he was suddenly smaller, and Harry realized that he was holding a wand in his hand.And across from him there seemed to be another figure - only a tiny dot could be seen, the hem of his robe fluttered by the wind.

Harry remembered the words he had seen on the back of Dumbledore's wizard card in his first year - "defeated the dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald", and he carefully recognized the picture for a while standing in Grindelwald The one across from DeVoe, but ultimately couldn't be identified either.

"What are you looking at, Harry?" Ron moved closer to him.Before Harry could explain to him, Hermione opened the door.They stepped cautiously across the high threshold, their boots dusted with dust.

Harry moved his wand to shine around, at first he found no one behind the bars of the cell; but when he checked for the second time, the light of his wand stayed in the corner of the wall for a second, and he suddenly found that there was an extremely thin, hunched Hermione gasped.

"I think he might be asleep, Harry," whispered Ron. "We might as well come back tomorrow morning."

Harry didn't answer.He stared at the figure in the dim silver light, curled up, his prison uniform covered in dust, his long hair and beard covering his wrinkled face.It is difficult for him to combine this old man with the high-spirited man in the photo. How time and fate can ruthlessly destroy a person's body and soul, he only feels unpredictable at this moment.

At this moment, the man's legs, which were so thin that only bones remained, moved suddenly, and the hand slapped the dirty ground.Harry took a step back in horror, lowering his wand.The old man had already sat up slowly, the faint light in his eyes was looking at them, or at the light in their hands.

Harry held his breath and looked at the old man in the dark.

"Excuse me, are you Gellert Grindelwald?" he asked tremblingly.

The old man just looked at them without answering.

Harry waited for a while, just when he thought he would ignore them, a hoarse old voice slowly said: "...I thought no one remembered this place anymore."

"Uh... sorry to bother you." Harry said cautiously, "Well, if you don't mind, we have a few questions we'd like to ask you."

The old man stroked his beard and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Are you Hogwarts students?"

"Ah, yes."

He stopped talking again, and seemed to be just asking casually.Harry glanced back at his friends, confused.

"Hello, we are students from Hogwarts, but we have suspended school now." Hermione took a step forward and said as gently as possible, "Because Britain has been occupied by the forces of the mysterious people now, and Hogwarts Gewartz has also become very unsafe. And we came here to find a way to eliminate him."

"If you want to learn some powerful magic from me, then I can only say that it is impossible." The old man said after being silent for a while.

"No, it's not. Actually, we might need to use this prison for some reason, so—so we'd like to ask you how."

Grindelwald looked at Hermione with his cloudy eyes, and then at the person next to her, his face seemed to twitch, his cracked wrinkles clumped together.Harry realized he was smiling.

"I founded Nurmengard," he said softly, "and I used it to imprison those who opposed me. I think after all these years—I can't remember exactly how many—these people should They're all dead."

"Well...we saw those in prison on the way here. They are indeed dead." Hermione whispered.

"Oh, I didn't mean them...not them." The old man shook his head almost invisibly.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, they both found Grindelwald's words strange.

"Do you know how to open and close the door of this cell?" Harry asked.He looked at another empty cell next to Grindelwald. A large lock was hung on the thin fence, and the lock was carved with a triangular pattern.

"The main control room on the first floor has the keys to all the cells. But I don't know if they are still there." Grindelwald replied, "Of course, they destroyed the keys to this cell after they locked me in."

"Haven't you tried to escape all these years?" Hermione asked, and she noticed that Grindelwald's expression immediately became very strange, so she quickly explained, "I mean, is this cell difficult to escape?" Get out? It's pretty solid, isn't it?"

"Oh, of course, I know best. No one in the cell can use magic, and these fences have been blessed with special alchemy, so they are indestructible."

Ron touched the cold fence curiously, but only touched a handful of dust, frowning and clapping his hands aside.

"Oh, thank you, we see—thank you very much—" They thanked him and went out of the attic, shutting the door, and trotting down the long staircase.

"I can't believe that Grindelwald told us so easily?" Ron couldn't help but said as soon as he reached the next floor.

"It doesn't do him any harm, I suppose."

"I mean, I thought he was going to ask us to help him escape before he told us or something."

"Maybe he knows we can't," Harry surmised. "Maybe the only way to open the cell is with a key. He knows the prison he built best, doesn't he?"

"But this result is surprisingly simple, and even the method is very simple-as long as we can find the key, we can lock people in. Why do you say that no one has taken advantage of this for so many years?"

"This place has always been hidden from the outside world, Ron! After Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard, it was cast with special magic, and even wizards couldn't find it."

"Then how did you find out?" Harry looked at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione shut her mouth when she realized she had said too much, but the other three looked at her seriously, waiting for her explanation.

She stomped her feet, scratched her hair, and said reluctantly: "Oh, well, I actually looked for information about Grindelwald after Harry proposed this plan, but there weren't many—in the library Rarely, I wondered if it was hidden by Dumbledore, like he hid the Horcrux books! Then I used a Flying Charm, and - well - that's actually it, Of course, there is no record of how to enter Nurmengard in the book, I found it in the notes in one of the books."

"Notes in the book? You mean...?"

"Oh, it must have been written by Dumbledore. Needless to say? If there is only one person in this world who can enter Nurmengard, it must be Dumbledore. After all, he defeated Grindelwald." Min replied naturally.

The next operation went very smoothly.They came to the main control room on the first floor, and found a large bunch of keys in a rusty iron box hidden in an underground compartment.Each key has a different number on it.Ron and Harry immediately tried to open several cell doors according to the number on the cell, and succeeded with almost no obstacles.

They extinguished the light of their wands and walked out of Nurmengard.Harry looked up at the moon overhead.It's so big and so full that people can always think of their loved ones under the same moonlight.

And on the top of the tall tower, the silver light is like the sea.