[hp] That Slytherin I've seen

Dumbledore took Harry to Nurmengard, where the first Dark Lord: Gellert Grindelwald was imprisoned.

There are few people here, and even the road is covered with weeds. Dumbledore was unusually silent. He waved his wand to get rid of the weeds and thorns.

Inscribed on the walls of Nurmengard is the words: "For the greater good."

"You wait for me here." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he opened the dark and heavy door.

The tower was empty, except for a thin old man standing in front of the window, with a thin, silver chain hanging on his wrinkled fingers, but unfortunately there was no pendant on the chain.

"I saw you coming." Grindelwald let out a deep laugh, like an old blower, "with a child, let me guess, Aberforth's grandson? Or yours? , after all, it's time for you to enjoy family happiness, isn't it?"

"Gellert."

Dumbledore called out his name, and he stepped forward, "That kid is just my student."

"Oh student..."

Grindelwald turned to look at him, "Like Newt Scamander?"

Dumbledore was cleaning the stool a bit, and then he sat on it. "His name is Harry Potter. His parents were killed by Voldemort, and he was made into Voldemort's Horcrux."

"Voldemort..."

Grindelwald frowned and thought for a while, "Is that the second-generation Dark Lord? Come on."

He sneered, "Is he worthy of the title of Dark Lord?"

"I know that no one in this world of black magic can beat you."

"So you want me to help that kid?" Grindelwald moved closer to Dumbledore, meeting his eyes.

Behind the half-moon-shaped glasses, those eyes are still calm, and nothing in the world can make it any waves.

"Then...in what capacity did you say that?"

Dumbledore ducked his gaze, "This is a child's life, Gellert."

"Life?" Grindelwald sneered, "Life is the most worthless thing in my life."

Dumbledore shook his head, "Actually..."

"Stop talking." Grindelwald interrupted him, pointing at the door, "At the moment when the blood alliance was shattered, we had nothing to say, Albus, I thought you knew."

Dumbledore was silent, he just looked at Grindelwald calmly.

Grindelwald looked back at him, the eyes of the two met for a moment, and finally Grindelwald turned his head first.

"I can help you," Grindelwald said, "but I have one condition."

A smile suddenly appeared on his face, he approached Dumbledore, grabbed his hand holding the wand, "I want you to kill me with your own hands."

Dumbledore closed his eyes, but he didn't answer.

He could even guess why Grindelwald made this request.

The Dark Lord who dominated Europe back then always had crazy thoughts in his head.

"What? Don't you dare?"

"I'm trapped in Nurmengard now, no wand, no magic, I'm like a fragile Muggle at the mercy of others."

"You just whisper that spell, and the student you like can live, Albus."

"another."

"On another condition, Gellert."

Dumbledore's tone was a little trembling, he shook his head slightly, "I can't promise you this."

"You have to promise." Grindelwald looked at him with shocking madness in his eyes, "For the student you like."

He pressed Dumbledore's shoulder, "I want you to kill me with your own hands, and then remember that until the moment you die, even your wife can't get over the nightmare of me in your heart. Albus..."

Dumbledore shook his head, "Actually, I never married in my life."

He even joked: "It seems that Nurmengard's news is not generally blocked."

Grindelwald was silent for a moment, then he returned to the window, "Let me see that child first."

"it is good."

.........

After removing the fragments of Voldemort's soul in Harry's body, Dumbledore stepped out of the tower. When he looked back, he could still see the faint figure in front of the window, looking in the direction of Hogwarts.

And the window of the headmaster's office at Hogwarts also faced Nurmengard.

The golden bird broke its wings, and the phoenix was reborn from nirvana.

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