On the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, at the end of the stone corridor, the headmaster's office is further inward, where there is an extended terrace.

There was nothing on the terrace, and the cold winds of the English winter night kept whistling through, and the two bare chairs looked icy.

However, there are two people sitting on the chair now, and there is no discomfort on their faces. If you look closely, you will find that the cold wind will always turn a corner when the cold wind blows through them.

The mugs of butterbeer in their hands were radiating warmth.

"Oh, there are only two things that can be admired in England, the great Albus Dumbledore, and the butterbeer in winter." Contaminated with some beer foam, he smeared it with his hands indiscriminately, his expression happy and comfortable.

Dumbledore was sitting in another chair, the butterbeer in his hand had not been moved, and the other dry hand seemed to have some vitality, and he was playing with a metal plate engraved with runes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Grindelwald took another sip of his wine and said casually: "Albus, it's time to rest - you should relax a little, instead of thinking about how to save this rotten world all the time, ha!"

Dumbledore glanced sideways at him, then took a sip of butterbeer in silence, before saying slowly, "Gellert..."

Before he could finish speaking, Grindelwald waved his hand: "I know you too well, Albus, when you open your mouth, I know what you're going to say - and what teaches Sean to be kind and learn to love something like that."

He looked straight at Dumbledore: "Albus, there are some things you don't understand, and I don't understand either. Only Sean can learn them - of course, we should also learn these things."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then changed the subject: "Let's talk about Sean."

Grindelwald didn't have any displeasure, and he talked about Sean obediently: "Look at the boy's performance, although it's rusty and fake, but he really looks like me - I'm not being beaten by Durmstrang. Before I got fired, did you know how much my friends embraced me?"

"Friend? Gellert, your means to win over people's hearts is not sincerity, but eloquence and strength."

"At least they think I'm their friend, that's fine... Of course, the word friend only exists between equal souls, such as me and you." Grindelwald said with a smile.

"If that's what you're going to teach Sean, I think he'd better not go to Nurmengard." Dumbledore sighed.

"No, no, no," Grindelwald shook his finger, "as I promised you, I won't interfere with Sean's life, I won't teach him how to 'make friends', I just Teach him how to properly use the powers that are available and worth his effort."

Dumbledore took a deep breath, a rare expression of uncertainty flashed across his face, and finally, he nodded in agreement.

"That's right, Albus," Grindelwald smiled smugly. "Sean will benefit enough that his friends will benefit as well—just like now."

He pouted at the thing in Dumbledore's hand: "If it weren't for those friends of mine, your hand would be completely useless in half a year."

Dumbledore seemed to want to blame the other party, but he had already received the exact benefit, which made him unable to say anything.

In the end, he just sighed: "Gellert, your methods should be softer."

Grindelwald raised Erlang's legs indifferently, he drank butter beer comfortably, and said leisurely: "I wanted to find someone, but it turned out that Sean was not kidnapped by them, but they all came, among those ancient families. There are some good things left."

He saw Dumbledore's helpless eyes, and spread his hands to explain: "Please, my old friend, it took me all night to visit those families! You know how precious sleep is for a hundred-year-old old man Is it? It just so happens that my friend, that is, you, needs something from their family to maintain an old life that is also over a hundred years old, so it makes sense to borrow something from them, isn't it?"

"Gellert...you're more unruly than you were when you were young," Dumbledore sighed.

"Don't say that, my friends, they are precious wizards. I didn't kill anyone. I even apologized before I left!" Grindelwald shouted, but with a smug smile on his face , like a disrespectful urchin.

Dumbledore rubbed his temple with a headache. His left hand was hit by a spell in the accident at the front time. The potion brought by Grindelwald could only prevent the situation from getting worse. He didn't know how long it would take to recover. .

In the case of Sean's disappearance, Grindelwald went to an ancient Greek family to "inquire about crimes". Obviously, he didn't find the murderer, but he found something left by one of the families 'coincidentally'.

Grindelwald offered a friendly apology, raised his wand and 'borrowed' the thing, giving it to Dumbledore.

"When I recover, I will personally come to the door to apologize." Dumbledore finally said.

"Oh, it's up to you," Grindelwald said indifferently, he looked up at the starry sky, "After more than ten years, I really don't have the strength to come and borrow things, you have to think about it."

"Of course—and, Gellert, death is just another journey," said Dumbledore earnestly.

Grindelwald smiled: "I agree - but before we start another journey, we still have tasks to complete, and Sean will be the next me."

"No," Dumbledore corrected, "Sean won't be you, and he won't be me, he's himself."

"Of course, of course—I mean, if I'm too old to move, Sean has enough ability," Grindelwald laughed happily, "to have the ability to come and ask them to borrow things again. "

"……you are hopeless."

"Thank you for the compliment, Albus, hahaha."

...

Christmas is over and Sean arrives at Hogwarts a day early after returning to London to reunite with his family.

The selected students have to prepare first, and they will go directly to Nurmengard the next morning.

After Shaun's somewhat childish but effective performance, the Hogwarts crowd was full of energy, and, after returning to the castle, many didn't enjoy the afterglow of the holiday with their friends, either soaking in the books Halls, or practice duels in classrooms specially approved by the professors.

This is probably the beautiful quality of the students. They are easily instigated and reckless, but at the same time, the blood in their hearts is hot and pure.

However, Sean still paid the price for what he said that day - now, a lot of people are lining up to practice against him...

In a tense and fulfilling state of mind, the students gathered on the playground early the next morning.

"Is there any transport at Hogwarts? It's not written in the books." Hermione wrapped a scarf around her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

Sean shook his head. He was also very curious. Beauxbatons has a Pegasus carriage, Durmstrang has a diving boat, and Hogwarts should have some magic props for collective travel.

Although there is a simple and rude way of moving the door key, but between schools, the card surface still needs to be paid attention to. A group of people appeared in Austria with a broken shoe or hat, even if it was Dumbledore's pragmatic personality. Will you be a little embarrassed?

Sean glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. There were a lot of Thestrals living there. I heard that before the Hogwarts Express, many students relied on thestrals to go to school and leave school.

However, although the Thestral is very cool, the weather doesn't seem to be suitable... Moreover, most people can't see the Thestral, and the students in Nurmengard will see a lot of students flying out of thin air. It's down, there's no momentum...

Professor McGonagall took out her wand after making sure everyone was there. She asked everyone to stand on one side of the playground and waved her wand in the direction of the castle.

"Boom!" A loud voice sounded, and under the shocked eyes of the students, the tower of Hogwarts near the Forbidden Forest shook.

The tower was peeled off from the main body of the castle, the spires and the bricks on the wall were opened and closed, the ground at the bottom bulged high, the clods jumped to the four directions, and the foundation under the tower climbed out of the ground together.

Yes, climbed out, the main body of the building kept changing and moving, and finally, a huge stone statue appeared in front of everyone.

"Merlin's beard..."

The students were all dumbfounded.

The surface of the stone statue is all composed of huge stone bricks on the main body of the tower. After it rumbled, the gaps in those stone bricks disappeared, and the surface of the stone statue was completely integrated, as if it was carved.

It held a shield and a stone gun, the surface of which was the coat of arms of Hogwarts, and the black head of the gun seemed to be some kind of magic stone.

The stone statue walked around the castle and finally came to the playground.

Looking at the behemoth in front of him, Sean opened his mouth slightly.

The face of the card...the thousand-year-old famous school still has a heritage...

The stone statue knelt on one knee on the ground, it put the stone gun on its shoulder, the head of the gun touched the ground, and an entrance appeared in front of everyone.

"Everyone, enter in order." Professor McGonagall commanded.

After passing an upward staircase, Sean and the others came to a huge common room, which seemed to be in the head of the stone statue, and the huge arched windows on the farthest side were exactly the eyes of the stone statue.

"Hogwarts really has a lot of things hidden..." Sean sighed and looked at the scene inside.

There should also be a space extension spell. The entire space is huge, and there are several entrances to the bedroom in the most corners.

The students were chatting excitedly, and Professor McGonagall finally came up. She waved her wand, and the stone statue slowly raised her pace, and then walked into the black lake step by step.

Is this thing diving? Sean scratched his head.

Beside him, Percy Weasley seemed to have guessed Sean's thoughts and said: "I heard that the stone statues used to display wings and fly, but later they were too large to be easily discovered by Muggles. This way of moving It was canceled, and the principal at the time invited an alchemist to transform the statue, and all the trips will be diving.”

"So that's the case..." Sean Liao nodded clearly, and then asked suspiciously, "But Austria doesn't have a sea, right? Nurmengard leans on the inland lake?"

"I don't know about it, but the vehicles in various schools have magic, such as invisibility, and I heard that the vehicles can be connected to the door key, and can have the function of changing shape in disguise. "

"Sure enough... Percy, why do you look so serious?" Sean saw Percy's tightly clenched fists, and even his lips turned pale.

Percy took a deep breath and said seriously: "We have the honor of Hogwarts on our shoulders, and we must not lose face in Nurmengard!"

"And," he patted his bag, "Professor McGonagall handed me something to use when I entered the Nurmengard Auditorium. I-I was a little nervous."

"What?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Anyway, it's a certain item, and the prefects of the other three colleges also got it."

Appearance effects? Sean blinked and thought curiously.

The stone statue sank directly to the bottom after diving into the water, and the students all gathered at the window to watch the scene outside. However, as soon as the stone statue entered the water, it was extremely fast, the waves surged outside the window, and the aquatic plants and aquatic animals were quickly expelled and retreated.

After the initial novelty, the students quickly lost interest, and they discussed each other excitedly and nervously in pairs.

In such an atmosphere, after a day's travel, they stopped.

The stone statue began to float, and finally emerged out of thin air, and then stepped on the ground.

Has the castle arrived yet? Sean leaned closer to the window, and found that there was a deserted mountain near the stone statue.

Immediately afterwards, the stone statue trembled, and Sean immediately felt the magic power fluctuating around him.

Stealth magic? The stone statue is going directly to Nurmengard?

Sean's idea just popped up, and the huge stone statue squatted down slightly. With a "coax", the stone statue opened its legs and ran!

"Too wild, isn't it?" Sean stared at the smoke and dust outside the window, fortunately there was magic in the lounge, otherwise their brains would have to be shaken just by running like this.

...

Among the mountains, a huge castle stands at the foot of the mountain~www.wuxiahere.com~ At this moment, all the students are standing on the playground outside the castle.

They were all standing up straight, hands folded behind their backs, their heads held high, looking straight ahead.

At the front, the silver-haired and short-bearded old man waited for the arrival of the guests with a slight smile.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" A huge vibration came from afar, and the birds in the mountains flew up at once, covering the sky black.

The pupils of Nurmengard's pupils contracted slightly, and they could feel the slates on the soles of their feet shaking together.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes widened.

It was a huge, forbidding stone statue, with a shield in one hand and a gun in the other, its huge body running along with earthquake-like movements.

"Ha-" Grindelwald smiled more.

His voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"When the guests arrive, my children, greet them with the pride of Nurmengard."

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