Chinese students at Hogwarts

Nurmengard, tall towers stand on the top of the mountain.

It was a "gloomy fortress," a "black, forbidding towering structure."

The words "For the Greater Good" are engraved in vague words on the top of the tower door.

The cell in which Gellert Grindelwald had settled since 1945 was a dark room in the tallest tower, with "windows that were very narrow slits in the black stone" and a stone bed with a tattered sheet on it. blanket.

Grindelwald's old fingers gently twisted Fawkes's tail feathers and rotated them back and forth. The tail feathers were emitting dots of firelight, adding some warm orange light to the originally dark room.

There is also a simple letter on the table. Grindelwald has read this letter many times and is even familiar with the twists and turns of each letter on it.

go out?

Grindelwald was in a daze. Ever since he arrived here, he had given up his plan to go out. He was thinking about the past over and over again in the endless darkness, recalling the somewhat vague past.

Rumor has it in the wizarding world that he was locked to Nurmengard by an extremely powerful spell and was guarded by a mysterious jailer.

Some people even say that the jailer guarding them is Dumbledore. He has cast magic on Grindelwald, a once close friend, and may monitor Grindelwald's movements at any time.

It's ridiculous what do these poor mediocre people know?

They always use their own ideas to speculate and spread some incredible things endlessly.

can not go out? What a joke!

Can Nurmengard be imprisoned? The saints of the past are just old, not dead!

If he wants, he can get out of here at any time. Some people are willing to risk their lives to save him, but what will happen if he gets out?

In the wizarding world, power is everything. Dumbledore didn't want to admit it, but in fact he was the strongest person in the wizarding world.

The Elder Wand was in Dumbledore's hands and missed the window period for the World War. Wizards became more and more conservative.

The wizarding world has no hope.

Grindelwald picked up the brief letter again. Dumbledore didn't say anything, but just marked on the letter that he needed help with something.

Want to go out?

Grindelwald stretched the muscles on his face with difficulty, as if he hadn't smiled for a long, long time.

Is there any other answer?

Zhang Xiao still doesn’t know what kind of surprise Dumbledore has prepared for him. Life is still going on as usual. He walks with his friends by the black lake, watching the giant squid raise the water with its huge tentacles, and then watching The water splashes shine with colorful iridescence in the sun.

They walked through the soft grass, and occasionally saw Hagrid busy in the vegetable garden from a distance. Little Norbert would help blow fire to the stove or light the charcoal fire.

Harry seemed to have finally come out of the shadows, but everyone knew that he just buried those bad emotions deep in his heart.

"My father wrote me a letter -" Malfoy walked in front with his hands behind his back, lowering his head and kicking the grass roots that had just emerged with his leather-shoeed feet.

“He said his friends were sending him less and less information and nothing useful, but my dad said the mysterious man was planning something.

Very secretive and dangerous. "

"I'm sure the mysterious man must have a big conspiracy!" Ron said with wide eyes and surprise.

"Ron, you don't have to be sure about this. As long as the mysterious man doesn't give an interview in a big way to express what he plans to do next, then everything he does is a conspiracy." Hermione rolled her eyes covertly.

"In short, we must be prepared and stay vigilant at all times," Harry said. In fact, he did the same. The hardness of his training was simply scary.

Zhang Xiao had sparred with him several times, and he estimated that Harry's current fighting level was similar to that of a sixth or seventh grader. Although he didn't know many spells, there were a few spells that he was very familiar with, and it was like Just like what nature had prepared for him.

Like Expelliarmus.

They continued walking around the Black Lake, occasionally stopping to discuss animatedly how to kill Voldemort.

The methods will be outrageous and unbelievable, such as using Harry as bait, setting up an ambush, and then swarming Voldemort when he comes, or inviting him to Hogwarts as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and then swarming him.

In short, in their minds, as long as they swarm up, Voldemort will be caught obediently. As for why they have such optimistic thoughts, they can only blame the second grade.

Hundreds of young wizards rushed into the secret passage, holding their wands as if they were on an outing. The 16-year-old Voldemort fled.

It’s not easy for Zhang Xiao to attack them. The complete Voldemort and the possessed Voldemort are completely different concepts. If it is the complete Voldemort, the hundreds of little wizards may not be enough to watch, unless there is someone in front to restrain him. .

The young wizard's thinking was surprisingly fast, and soon they began to discuss why Voldemort had a special attitude towards Harry, which could be called a 'soft spot'.

Their speculations were still outrageous, and Ron felt that the mysterious man was trying to figure out why he couldn't kill Harry.

Hermione was sure that there must be something in Harry's body that no one knew about. This was the main reason why he could escape. Voldemort found Harry just to snatch this kind of thing.

So Ron quickly revised his idea and changed it to Dumbledore who had long anticipated Voldemort's wolf ambitions, and he had already placed something on Harry that could resist Voldemort.

Voldemort lost a lot that night, so he needed to get it back from Harry.

"Come on, Weasley, you are just guessing!" Malfoy laughed a few times before saying disdainfully: "It is completely unexplainable why the Dark Lord wanted to find Harry.

There is no way to explain how Dumbledore knew all this in advance.

How is this possible unless both Dumbledore and the Dark Lord were given a prophecy about Harry? My dad said that prophecies are all lies! "

He tilted his head, frowned, and said doubtfully:

"Zhang, why do you look at me like this?"

Damn, it worked! Worked! Master Ma works again! What is iron mouth straight cutting?

This is a straight cut!

"Nothing -" Zhang Xiao shook his head and suddenly remembered what he might do next, so he sincerely asked for advice:

"Draco, if - I mean if, someone were to steal something from Gringotts' odd-numbered vault, would they be able to do it successfully?"

"Gringotts? A single-numbered vault? That is the most tightly guarded place! Let alone stealing things, unless there are several Dumbledores doing it together!"

Malfoy said decisively, and then several people laughed together:

"A few people like Dumbledore together?"

At this moment, a silver cat patronus ran out of the castle and stopped in front of several people. Professor McGonagall's voice sounded in the kitten's mouth:

"Mr. Zhang, Principal Dumbledore is waiting for you in the principal's office. There is something important. Go now."

Zhang Xiao was suddenly startled, is it finally coming?

"Ah - Zhang, your proposal really posed a difficult problem for me. Fortunately, I finally solved it."

As soon as he stepped into the principal's office, Zhang Xiao heard Dumbledore's slightly tired teasing. He sat back on his soft-backed chair, wearing a robe decorated with stars and moons.

Yes, it is indeed difficult. It has been so long, and many things have actually been forgotten.

Many people may have even forgotten the huge waves that Grindelwald once caused. Except for those old saints who are still remembering the past years, Grindelwald?

Who is that?

As for the Ministry of Magic in various countries, as long as Grindelwald does not try to subvert the Ministry of Magic, does not try to challenge the Law of Secrecy, and no longer gathers his terrifying saints, then Grindelwald will just be Grindelwald, a person who may be more powerful. wizard, no big deal.

What really caused Dumbledore trouble was his younger brother, Aberforth.

If you want Grindelwald to come out, you can't avoid Aberforth, because the harm he caused to Aberforth is too great.

Whether it was Ariana or Credence, these were the reasons why Aberforth could not forgive him.

So during the period of disappearing, Dumbledore was trying to communicate with Aberforth - which was not going well.

Aberforth was like an angry ram, claiming that if Grindelwald dared to step outside Nurmengard, he would kill him.

"Problem? Professor Dumbledore, what problem do you mean?"

Zhang Xiao looked very curious, I don’t know what Grindelwald, what Nurmengard, what Newt, I don’t know.

Then he saw Dumbledore's half-smiling eyes and his teasing words:

"Oh? Really? I thought you thought you would investigate after seeing the scene in the Mirror of Erised. After all, based on my understanding of you, if you want to investigate, you will definitely find something. .”

Zhang Xiao felt like he was almost sweating. How could he forget about this?

The image displayed by the Mirror of Erised told everything!

"It seems that we have investigated. With your wisdom, Zhang, you can guess who I want to invite, right?"

Dumbledore stopped smiling, lowered his head, and pretended to look at his fingers:

"So you should also know why I say this is a difficult question."

Zhang Xiao was silent, of course he knew that the biggest obstacle was never the tower, but the wall in people's hearts.

He had no doubt about Aberforth's hatred for Grindelwald, and he had no doubt about Aberforth's greatness.

Yes, great.

The duel between the three of them resulted in Ariana's death, but Aberforth still joined the Order of the Phoenix to fight against Voldemort without hesitation.

If he and Dumbledore had fallen out and were at odds with each other, then all he had to do was join the Death Eaters.

The mere fact that he is Albus's biological brother is enough for him to become Voldemort's confidant, as well as all kinds of glory and wealth.

And Dumbledore had nothing to give him.

Aberforth worked as a barkeeper in Hogsmeade, spying on intelligence for his brother. He had been doing this job for decades, working hard and without complaint.

Zhang Xiao suddenly understood that no matter how angry Aberforth was, he would definitely agree to his brother's plan after he calmed down.

Because he is Aberforth Dumbledore.

"Come on, Zhang—go meet the others."

Dumbledore stood up and stretched out an arm towards him, oh - this damn Headmaster's privilege.

With the crackling sound of phantom disembodiment, the two people disappeared from the spot.

"Professor, this is..."

Zhang Xiao looked around at the surrounding scenery. This was a cabin that he had never seen before. Its walls were covered with lush plants, leaving only a wooden door surrounded by green leaves and flowers. It looked very interesting.

"My old friend bought a house in Diagon Alley. He used to come back here every year to live for a few days or half a month. For him, it was nice to feel the noisy atmosphere occasionally."

Dumbledore stepped forward and placed his hand on the ancient ring.

Turning back and looking past the half-moon lenses:

"I think you can guess who he is."

"Nicholas Flamel?"

"Exactly, okay, please come in -"

Dumbledore pushed open the wooden door and walked in first.

Zhang Xiao had thought many times about what it would be like to meet the protagonist of Fantastic Beasts, but he never expected that this day would come so quickly.

In his expectation, he would bring books and visit people while traveling around the world, talk to Newt about the difference between magical animals and monsters, and ask Newt if he had really been to China.

He would ask Dumbledore if he could meet with Nicolas Flamel, talk to the legendary alchemist about the organic combination of Muggle technology and alchemy, and tell him what Muggle technology can achieve in a few decades. Such height.

He would visit the prison when passing by Nurmengard, and use his identity as a little heavenly master to talk to him about the relationship between Taoism, ordinary people and society. Although he was right to worry about the future of the wizarding world, his method was wrong.

But Zhang Xiao never thought it would be like this.

A very old, very old man smiled and waved.

A thin old man sits on the wooden table at the edge of the long table. He looks very weak, but his blue eyes are very bright, especially the two eyes do not seem to be of the same color. Opposite him is another old man. .

A Niffler and a Bowtruckle stood on the old man's shoulders and stared at the old man opposite menacingly, as if they would rush forward if they disagreed.

Dumbledore turned around and opened his hand:

"Zhang, I think you have guessed who they are.

Rich operational experience, good at camouflage, outstanding planning and commanding abilities, this is——"

Dumbledore paused, then said: "Gettler Grindelwald."

The skinny old man on the wooden table didn't speak. He just kept looking at Zhang Xiao with his eyes. After a while, he said slowly:

"Are you Dumbledore's favorite student?"

Zhang Xiao: No, after all these years, do you still miss Grindelwald?

The old man opposite him was also a little dazed, obviously remembering something.

Dumbledore ignored him, but continued to introduce: "Nicholas Flamel - profound technical reserves, remote support, can help us solve various goblin gadgets."

Nick said hello with a smile, not hiding his appreciation at all:

"Zhang, you really disappoint me by giving up on alchemy. Is that cube still in use?"

Zhang Xiao shrugged. He had a good impression of this old man who, like Doraemon, always gave him goodies:

"Human energy is limited, Mr. Flamel. Although I did not choose alchemy, this does not affect my admiration for you."

The last old man took the initiative to say hello without waiting for Dumbledore to introduce him:

"Newt Scamander - once helped Dumbledore, um - helped Dumbledore some favors. Are you from China?"

Could the help mean stealing the marriage certificate (crossed out), the Blood Pact bottle, sneaking into the prison, and sneaking into the Ministry of Magic? match of major!

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Scamander. I've been fascinated by your stories for a long time."

Zhang Xiao chatted familiarly.

Now that the planning, technology, implementation, and goons are all in place, the only thing missing is the vase, but it doesn’t matter if you have the vase or not.

Um?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, feeling that something was wrong.

Counted the number of people.

If it breaks, won’t I become that vase?

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