The Existence of Harry Potter

Sure enough, staying up late requires persistence, otherwise you won't get used to it. Okay, update, go to sleep.

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go home……

If that spire, Nurmengard Prison can be considered home, then Ask is on his way home.

The two most famous prisons in the wizarding world, one is Azkaban, the other is Nurmengard, the former is famous for its long history of incarceration, the guard is the notorious Dementor, and the latter is entirely because of one person. and famous-

Gellert Grindelwald!

As the grandson of old Grindelwald, Asker had mixed feelings about this prison. On the one hand, he felt that the prison was too oppressive, eerie, and the environment was harsh. It didn't look like a place for an old man to live. I also feel that there is no better place for old Grindelwald to retire than here.

Although the world is big, there is no place for it. This is the end of old Grindelwald. Perhaps, only Nurmengard, the prison he built with his own hands, this territory that really belongs to him is the only place he can go.

"For the greater good."

Standing at the entrance of the prison, Ask raised his head, and above the entrance was engraved the famous words of old Grindelwald. The writing is mottled by the years, and it seems to prove that nothing is permanent, just like the old man living at the top of the prison. , he would die, as peacefully as an old Muggle man.

"Don't look at me now, the old man was also a god-like boy back then."

This is the first time Asker saw the old Grindelwald, the old Grindelwald's self-report, but unfortunately, his situation was really not very good at that time, not to mention the "God-like boy", the old Grindelwald At that time, the half-dead, lingering, and dying look almost didn't make Asker cry, so Asker just took this kind of self-report as a joke.

Asker didn't know, in fact, old Grindelwald was indeed a "god-like boy" back then.

Touching his chin, Ask walked into the minaret. He didn't even need to knock on the door, because there was no door at all, and in fact there was no door to trap old Grindelwald.

The interior of the minaret is obviously much larger than the outside. There are seven floors in the minaret, and each floor has about twenty cells, including single rooms and double rooms, depending on the condition of the prisoner. As far as Asker knows, it's usually pretty deserted here, and most prisoners don't stay here for more than a month. Generally speaking, after a month, the prisoners either surrendered to old Grindelwald, transformed from prisoners to servants, or turned into cold corpses, which apparently did not need to live here any longer.

Out of curiosity, Asker also asked old Grindelwald how many people died in this prison under his hands.

"How many people died... Alas, I'm old, I can't remember... Don't look at me now, the old man was also a god-like boy back then..."

Although he didn't get a positive answer, Ask could still guess that the number must be very large.

Walking up slowly along the spiral staircase, Asker counted silently. He knew that there were 743 steps in total. When his feet lifted and fell 743 times, he would be home.

743, home, can sometimes be a number.

When he was ten years old, he went to Durmstrang, and it was the first time that Asker came back here since then. Half a year ago, he came back from the farther east, across the entire European continent, all the way west, when he went to Hogwarts, he never came back. The reason is very simple, because Ask doesn't want to climb stairs, especially stairs 743.

When he reached level 198, Asker stopped and sat on the steps. The moist environment breeds moss and moss, and because it has not been taken care of for a long time, it has formed a large-scale, cushion-like aggregate, which is quite comfortable to sit on. On the handrail of the stairs, the wood has been rotten, and there are several clusters of coquettish mushrooms growing on it, and some sweet aroma arouses Asker's hunger.

"Sweet mushrooms... highly poisonous..."

Asker muttered, sniffed, took out a large piece of pizza from his pocket, and started dinner with the aroma of sweet mushrooms. As he was drinking, he looked up, and he knew that old Grindelwald must know he was coming, and maybe he was looking at him right now.

Those dead old men all have voyeurism and like to play development games!

Asker took a bite of the pizza and thought angrily that whenever Asker thought of Harry's innocent and ignorant face, the naivety of being sold by Dumbledore and helping him count the money, Asker would feel from the bottom of his heart. There is an aversion to the cold and an urge to vomit.

"Raising" a "savior" in captivity is like raising a pig...

Asker swore that he would not become that pig, so he chose to stand on the opposite side of Dumbledore almost without hesitation. trouble making.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, Asker stood up, moved around for a while, and continued to move towards the destination. This time, he moved a lot faster, and he had to get back to the top before midnight, so he could hurry up and get a good night's sleep.

337…

513...

706...

742...

Asker raised his head~www.wuxiahere.com~ Behind the steps was a door, which was also made of wood, but because of the magic spell, it was well preserved. Behind this door is the old Grindelwald's cell. The entire seventh floor is his. The first floor that can hold more than 30 people only holds him alone. Nurmengard, which can hold hundreds of people, only holds him. left him alone!

To do this as a human being, don't say anything, just one word—

Value!

Although the door was right there, with everything like the doorbell on it, Ask had no intention of knocking on the door before entering.

"Touch~"

Asker kicked the door open, and the moonlight pulled his long and narrow shadow into the room, and by the way drove away a little darkness, allowing him to find the person he was looking for.

"I am back!"

Asker said to an old man who was sitting by the window with his back to him. After a pause, Asker added some strength and shouted loudly:

"I'm back! Grandpa!"

Asker's grandfather, old Grindelwald, a god-like boy back then, now a bad old man, he turned around slowly, gave Asker a kind and kind smile, and said—

"Welcome home, Ask, Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas, Grandpa..."

Asker's voice was a little choked. He felt that his nose was a little sore and his eyes were a little hot, because the old man was even older. Compared with the last time he saw him, he didn't seem to live much longer now.

"Magic stone……"