Chapter 206 You Killed Dumbledore Yourself

Anton is not only a man of free life, he is also a man of fun.

I like watching fun the most.

Oh, he couldn't wait, frantically, for the moment when Dumbledore saw Grindelwald.

Could it be that he couldn't hold back and planned to kill himself?

Ha ha ha ha……

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Nurmengard was originally the base camp built by Grindelwald and a prison for opponents. Perhaps this is the biggest difference between Grindelwald and Voldemort. Grindelwald did not choose to massacre opponents.

Of course, it is extremely ironic that Grindelwald himself was eventually imprisoned in this prison.

On the slopes of an inaccessible barren mountain, this castle with a tall spire and countless prison windows looks a little dilapidated, and the black outer walls are covered with leafless dead vines.

If there are a few crows or bats, it will be more interesting.

There didn't seem to be any guards here. One of the castle's gates was already damaged and looked like it was about to collapse. The gate on the other side swayed from side to side against the strong night wind, making harsh creaking sounds.

Anton looked up at the castle and clicked his tongue twice.

His left pupil dilated to the extreme, and countless dark green stars appeared in his eyes.

Here, the magic power boils like a furnace, different from the quiet sense of the naked eye. Under the vision of the wizard's eyes, the castle seems to be turning into a precision machine, running at a high speed.

No disapparation, Hogwarts-like effect, but a glimmer of observation here.

It is similar to the magical image of the concealment spell drawn by the old wizard Fiennes during his lifetime, but it is thousands of times more complicated, and it does not seem to be a spell that can be learned through the bionic spell.

The castle exudes a message, as if it will make those who approach feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts, eager to leave this ghost place.

"This is a variant of the banishing spell."

After long-term study and research, Anton gradually grasped the context of the modern spell system.

The first and second grade spells of Hogwarts School are really the basis of many high-end spells.

Taking out another big bag of flesh and blood from the snuff box, Anton touched the cheek of thestrals with a smile, "wait for me here, okay?"

Thestral sneezed and licked his palm.

"So cute."

Pulling out his wand, Anton quickly put the Iron Armor Charm on himself, walked towards the gate of the castle, and walked sideways through the open gap.

The castle is huge, and the countless magic power images on the walls are surging regularly. Anton only felt as if he heard a roar—outsiders, leave!

This is not a manned walkie-talkie-like spell, but a message of expulsion that is automatically translated into language.

Very magical means.

Anton stood still and kept his wizard eyes looking around. There were still only expulsion spells, and there were no mechanisms or attack spells.

He raised his arm and waved it gently.

The open space outside the castle trembled slightly, one after another clay puppets got up from the ground, walked past him in line, and explored around the castle.

In addition to helping to trigger the mechanism, this trick can also help resist any spells that attack from the corner.

Walking up the castle's exquisitely carved stone stairs, accompanied by clay dolls, Anton looked around with great interest.

The magic power here is boiling, as if it is endlessly alive, but there is another huge difference.

Magic items, alchemy items, and spells or magic effects of living creatures are two completely different magic images.

One goes round and round with a certain pattern, and the other shows a state of motion.

And the spell of the castle in front of him seems to be a powerful wizard who is continuously releasing the spell.

Yes, everything in front of me belongs to the category of magic spell.

Anton has an extremely professional cognition. On the magic image, his research with the old wizard Fiennes is definitely the best observation method.

That's where it gets interesting.

Anton was wondering if it was the 'constant spell technique' that Rozier mentioned.

Since Hufflepuff could, and also released such a spell in the castle, it would not be difficult for Dumbledore to accept it.

But Anton soon discovered that his guess was wrong.

In the highest prison of the castle, there was a stone bed, and a white-haired old man sat in front of the bed, inexplicably cute.

The old man seemed to have kept this movement for countless years, and his whole body seemed to be turning into stone, merging into one with the castle.

In a sense, yes!

Anton was stunned to discover that, invisible to the naked eye, golden chains of magic power extended from the old man's body, drawing his magic power, forming a spell that trapped him and covered the entire castle.

"Awesome!"

Anton was amazed.

I was amazed at Dumbledore's superb captivity, and also shocked by the endless magic power in this old man.

Sure enough, these old guys, the older they get, the more vigorous they are, and the increase in magic power has nothing to do with their physical condition.

The old man raised his head, his left eye looked at Anton with a blue pupil in his drooping hair.

Anton took a breath for a moment.

Mom~

Why is this person's eyes so penetrating, as if he was seen through in an instant.

Grindelwald's different pupils are a manifestation of his prophetic ability. Anton knows this, but he also knows that this person sometimes does not need magic to see people. Anyone becomes his follower.

But, Lao Ge has been imprisoned for decades, and the times have changed. What he said, there is no way to seduce Anton's heart anymore.

"Greetings, Mr. Grindelwald." Anton performed a wizard etiquette.

"Sir?" Grindelwald smiled lightly, his voice hoarse. He stared at Anton, "The school uniform on your body belongs to Hogwarts. Why, after hearing about my deeds, plan to come and observe?"

The implication is that you are here to see the monkeys, right?

Anton opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

This old grid is a bit difficult to deal with.

Grindelwald said again, "I smell three souls on you, oh, a familiar smell."

"It's a Horcrux, sir." Anton introduced with a smile, "The headmaster said it was a gift from... um... Dumbledore."

Grindelwald raised his hand to brush his hair away, stood up and walked to Anton, staring down at the little wizard, "Yes, a very interesting spell."

"I also saw a scene from the future on you, you killed Dumbledore with your own hands."

"If it weren't for Dumbledore's Horcrux on you, do you think I would allow you to stand in front of me and talk to me?"

"???" Anton's eyes widened, pointing at himself in disbelief, "Did I kill Dumbledore?"

"This old bee is still forcing me to complete his ridiculous plan? Then I still have a dick for you?"

"Who knows?" Grindelwald patted Anton on the shoulder, walked to the window, looked at the sky outside the window, "Why do you want me?"

"Dumbledore is dying!"

Anton's expression was heavy, "He's old, he vomited a lot of blood, and he's lying on the hospital bed dying. When I visited him in the past, his face was pale, his hands were terribly cold, and he couldn't say a few words." Almost out of breath."

"I don't know why you see that I killed Dumbledore when he is dying now."

Grindelwald said nothing.

There was a long silence.

Just when Anton thought that the other party was not going to pay attention to him, he found that Lao Ge was holding on to the edge of the window.

"The last few years... I've been seeing conflicting images of the future..."

"Everything has become unpredictable..."

Lao Ge sighed lightly, ignored Anton, turned and walked towards the bed, "Thank you for telling me that since you have a Horcrux on you, he won't die so easily."

The old man no longer had the demeanor of the past, he seemed to be staggering, climbed onto the bed unsteadily, and lay down on his back.

"Let's go after reading it."

"Tell him for me, the Horcrux is not a good thing, destroy it as soon as possible, die as soon as you want to die, and live well if you don't want to die."

Anton pursed his lips, not liking the atmosphere very much.

Although watching those same people in his previous life, he always teased that Dumbledore would come to Nurmengard to have a tryst with Lao Ge, but Anton knew that with Lao Deng's temperament, he might not meet him even when he came.

pride? Proud? ashamed? anger? The ghost knows what Lao Deng is thinking, Anton is too lazy to guess the psychology of an old man.

And he is actually not that accepting of two men...

It's just about respecting other people's choices.

But ah...

Just like how he hated the old wizard Fiennes so much back then, a person like him who finally got a new life really can't see the feeling of being dejected and waiting for his life to die.

Conflict from the heart!

I'll come, I'll see, then I'm going to change it.

As for the consequences, let it be, as long as you think it makes sense to do so, is it interesting to care about the gains and losses of so many benefits?

Anton never cared!

He smiled and drew out his wand, "Perhaps, you should go and say this to him yourself."