HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

The relaxed and beautiful days passed by, and Christmas came soon. Durmstrang's Christmas vacation was slightly longer than that of Hogwarts. Floria invited Alan to set off together. He whispered that this time he brought Alan Len visits Grindelwald at Nurmengard Prison.

Allen smiled and agreed.

In the Grindelwald family, the only thing he wants to know is the first Dark Lord himself... The saints were so powerful back then. After Grindelwald’s defeat, many people left the saints to develop. It has been almost 50 years now. Think about it People are also in high positions now... And there must be many of them thinking about the old master's friendship, otherwise, how could Floria be so carefree in school...

If Grindelwald can be persuaded to bring them into the battle... at least he doesn't have to worry about his father's safety.As for the weight, oh, look at Dumbledore's attitude, who would believe that they have no special relationship!

Two days after Christmas, Allen changed into a stand-up collar shirt with a long navy blue belt tied into a bow tie. Outside was a dark gray suit with a long brown cloak and a pair of black gloves on his hands.Draco said that the Malfoys came back here to spend Christmas with him today, and the little peacock rolled his eyes slightly, as if casually said, "You too!"

Allen paused and smiled, "I have other arrangements for Christmas, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."

Draco paused, pursed his mouth and ignored him.

Allen hurriedly hugged the man to coax him, he paused, carefully pressed Draco against the wall, tilted his head and kissed, his lips overlapped the man's lips, his voice was a little unclear, "Don't be angry, Draco, I just went to Nurmengard to have a look," he looked up at those gray eyes, he felt that there was a galaxy that could drown him, he smiled and sucked the little peacock's lips, straightened up, "For the purpose of resisting ... the mysterious person draws power."

Draco paused, a little worried, "It's full of dark wizards, not to mention you may not be allowed in!"

Allen smiled lightly, the little peacock's worry made him very angry, he hugged Draco and leaned on his shoulder, "Don't worry, for you, I will come back safely."

He took that hand and sent them to the Malfoys. After the ceremony, he watched the gorgeous carriage disappear into the sky, and then returned to the place he had agreed with Floria.

Floria came over wearing a thick leather coat, a mole fur hat on her head, and her nose was red from the cold. After seeing his outfit, she had no choice but to ask, "Cousin, why are you always not afraid of the cold?"

Allen glanced at him and smiled, "Magic!"

Floria pursed her lips, "Silent Curse huh? Cut!" He took out a Deathly Hallows logo from his pocket, motioning for Alan to touch it, "Friendly reminder, go straight to Nurmengard!"

Allen touched lightly, and felt his stomach being hooked. After a while, the two landed in the middle of a mountain range, where the altitude was slightly higher, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the top of the mountain was covered with thick clouds. The snow inadvertently exposed black rocks.They were stepping on snow, and their breath was cool, but for the two who had just come out of the Arctic Circle, the temperature was already considered warm.

In a slightly distant place, surrounded by mountains, there is a castle with white walls and blue tiles. It is hard to imagine that this place is actually a prison.

Floria took a few steps uphill, panting slightly, crossed his waist slightly, he frowned and took out his wand, took out a simple Grindelwald family crest, and a person covered in a black robe appeared, he Wearing a hood, with a long silver chain on his chest, and a Deathly Hallows symbol hanging from the bottom, "Who?"

"Floria Grindelwald, bring Alan Cornwall, the son of Alexia Grindelwald, to visit his uncle." Floria squinted her eyes from the cold, and exhaled White gas.

Allen squinted at this man. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, but his hood was so low that he couldn't see his face at all.

The man paused, "Wait." Then he disappeared, and he came back after a while, and said to Allen, "Son of Alexia, Master Allen, the master is here."

The man in black waved his wand, and there was a wave of magic power. Under Allen's surprised gaze, a nearly transparent protective cover opened a door. He walked in slowly, but Floria was stopped.

The black robe said humanely, "Master didn't let you in."

Floria jumped angrily, "Hey!"

Allen looked at him sideways helplessly, and handed over a box of Muggle snacks, "Floria, then I have to trouble you to wait for me here for a while."

Floria snorted and took it, sat down on the spot, stared at the man in black and bit off a candy viciously.

The man in black looked at him in silence for a moment, then turned his head and led Alan to the castle.

Allen looked sideways at this place, there were guards everywhere, all dressed like this man in black, with Deathly Hallows necklaces on his chest, he frowned slightly, wondering in his heart, these seemed to be saints, and they were still Allegiance to Grindelwald, so why guard the Dark Lord?

Also, just now this person called himself young master?Is it because of mother?In this way, mother should have a good relationship with this cousin?

They stopped at the gate of the castle. Allen looked up at the door. It was white inlaid with gold and engraved with complicated gold inlaid patterns. It was between Rococo and Baroque. The door opened and Allen walked slowly. Entering, the inside is resplendent and magnificent, no matter what, I don't want to be a prison.

As if seeing Alan's doubts, the man in black explained, "The prisoners are all in the dungeon, the castle is built on the top of the mountain, and the mountain is hollowed out, and there are ten floors of prisons below."

Allen was startled, and clenched his fist slightly.

But the man in black didn't take him to the dungeon, instead he took him to a tower. The more he went up, the more cramped the space was, and the gorgeous wall lamps on both sides turned into simple torches, which made him feel oppressed.

As the steps go up, a small prison cell comes into view. It is a small space where people cannot stand up. There is a small window without glass, and a few iron bars are installed on it, and the cold wind blows in. , but you can see the mountains outside from there, and you can see the paths of visitors between the peaks.

A very old thin quilt was spread on the ground. Behind the cold iron bars, an old man huddled there. In such a cold weather, he was only wearing thin clothes, and his body was very thin. Huge magic chains were pressed on his limbs. Pale hair fell loosely over his face.

Allen frowned and asked tentatively, "Uncle?"

The old man moved slightly, as if he was startled by Allen. He frowned and turned sideways, squinting his eyes. Allen noticed that his right eye had a double pupil with a golden ring, while the blue pupil in his left eye was very dim. , he slowed down bluntly, seeing the person coming, he seemed a little disappointed, "Oh, you are Alan?...Alexia's son?"

Allen squatted down and half-kneeled on the ground, "Yes." He took off his cloak and tried to hand it to the old man.

Seeing him move, Grindelwald smiled, waved his hand and refused.

Allen couldn't bear it, "You..."

Grindelwald changed his posture and leaned comfortably against the cold wall. He was obviously in a mess, but he was still very calm, as if the seat was not an old shabby quilt, but a soft armchair embroidered with gold silk.He said, "Alexia is a very cute sister, but unfortunately she is a squib. She was entrusted by me to go to England many years ago..."

His eyebrows became misty, revealing a trace of nostalgia. Alexia looked very much like that person's sister Ariana, so he took care of this sister who was very different in age, "Take care of someone... send me a letter. "

Allen guessed, and he said, "It's... Principal Dumbledore?"

The old man smiled, "Oh, yes! Albus is now the headmaster... oh, back then, he was really..."

Alan didn't know what the old man remembered, maybe it was the world-famous duel, or maybe it was the meeting when he was young.He couldn't bear to mention the calculation at this time, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and said instead, "He never let you go."

Grindelwald looked up at him, his cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he stood up, "Oh, he, he...how did he mention me to you?"

Allen shook his head with some reluctance, "He didn't mention you to me... It's just that he kept your book in Durmstrang well..." He took out the book with the cover from his cloak pocket "Basic Theory of Black Magic" and handed it to the old man.

Grindelwald took it this time, and he opened the book with trembling hands, saying, "Oh, this is exactly the same as when I left it to him."

Allen was silent.

The old man raised his eyes, "Is your mother okay? She hasn't sent me a letter for more than ten years."

Allen was silent for a moment, "My mother passed away when I was born, and I have never seen her."

Grindelwald sighed.

"...Uncle," Allen said suddenly, "Can I visit you often?"

Grindelwald looked at him for a while, "... yes, you can live in Nurmengard."

Allen paused, a little at a loss.

The black-robed man behind him explained, "Many former rooms in Nurmengard are empty, and they are being cleaned all the time."

Allen smiled, "That's troublesome." He paused, "You...why are you here..."

Grindelwald waved his hand, "He wants me to be here, and I am here. I still don't think that the proposition back then was wrong, but I have thought about it a lot over the years, and maybe the measures I have taken are some inappropriate... But I am not I don't think I'm wrong." He looked at Allen, "Can you let him come to see me? He promised me when he was on trial."

Allen nodded, "I will try my best to convince the principal."

Grindelwald opened the book contentedly and read it. The black robe behind him said, "Master Allen, please follow me." Allen followed him to a beautifully decorated bedroom on the second floor, please tell the man in black Floria, the man in black bowed and left.

Allen stood in front of this large French window, looked at the mountains in the distance, and sighed helplessly. Since he still couldn't let go, why was the duel back then?In a trance, he felt that the relationship between himself and Draco was unclear, so he couldn't help but sighed and looked away.