In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 278

  Chapter 278 276. What exactly does he want to do! (two in one)

  Durmstrang's three daily meals are very good.

In the morning, Jon and the others eat toasted bread with brown goat cheese. The goat cheese is sweet and salty, with a strong milky taste. It tastes like toffee. The side dishes include vegetables such as cucumbers and sliced ​​salmon .

  Lunch was already halfway through, and Jon came to the auditorium from the library. The table was already filled with smoked salmon, dried cod, seafood hot dogs, and salted lamb chops.

It is estimated that because of the proximity to the sea, seafood accounts for a lot of food, but Durmstrang's house elves are very skilled. Even Hogwarts students who have eaten enough seafood in the past few months, after trying And no longer become resistant.

  Jon and Hermione at the dining table learned about their class today. The Hogwarts students responded well. Except for the strange English accent of a few professors, there was nothing that made them uncomfortable.

  After lunch, students of all grades in Hogwarts were organized together and came to the open space by the lake behind Durmstrang Castle to prepare for their first flying lesson in their lives.

  Because each of them had the same starting point in controlling the broomstick, so in order to save the energy of the flying teacher, this class became a big class.

Jon also went to finish this class. This is not the first time he touched the broomstick. He had learned the most basic lessons under the guidance of Dumbledore when he was traveling with Dumbledore in France. How to use the broomstick.

   After all, there are some places that cannot be reached by methods such as apparation and Floo powder, and the wizard can only rely on the wizard to find a way to get there.

  After this flight lesson, Jon didn't delay any longer. He went directly to the door of Principal Grindelwald's office and knocked on the door.

   When he entered, Grindelwald was reading a newspaper from France called "Starlight Daily".

This newspaper is a magic daily established by the Wupingxian organization led by Dumbledore in recent months. The implication of "starlight" is to echo that every wizard should be equal and free even when the night is shrouded program.

   Now the Star Daily is engaged in a public opinion war with the Magic News under the control of the French Ministry of Magic, and will also report on some of the current war situation.

   "Actually, it never occurred to Albus that he would now lead an organization with political significance."

  Grindelwald put down the newspaper in his hand, and watched Jon walk in, with a hint of gloating in his smile.

"He has tried his best to stay away from everything to do with politics all his life. Even in his most prestigious days, countless people wanted him to be the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom. People believed that if he came to power, he would give everyone Bring what they want, but he still doesn't have any intention of running for election. He just became the mascot-like president of the so-called International Federation of Wizards."

  Jon was a little puzzled.

   "Professor Dumbledore might prefer to be the headmaster in the school?"

"It is he who hates the intrigue in the political field." Grindelwald put down the newspaper in his hand, "If you want to defeat those who seek high positions for fame and fortune, you have to become worse and smarter than him. Just like Albus has never used the Unforgivable Curse, such a thing is against his inner will, so no matter how many people wish to do so, he has always stayed away from it."

   "But now he has to do it. If he is still unwilling to take on these, then the so-called defeating Voldemort can only be a joke."

  Grindelwald looked at Jon, and he said calmly.

"This is also the reason why I want to teach you something. I will never deny Albus's greatness, but people will have shortcomings. Being too idealistic is his biggest shortcoming. He is very clear that his biggest problem is What. But if it wasn't, then he wouldn't be called Albus Dumbledore."

"You have been following him in Hogwarts, and you will also be affected by his mentality unconsciously. I can see it from the death curse you used yesterday at sea. The spell you are It has been successfully used, but it is obviously not the enemy you are facing that makes you have such firm thoughts of killing. This is not good, and it is the biggest disadvantage of using the Unforgivable Curse. Because your emotions are not stable, temporarily killing Intent will allow you to use this spell successfully, but human memory will pass with the passage of time, sooner or later you will feel vague about the memory and scene that made you kill, once you can't be there, Then even if you use the Killing Curse, it will only cause nosebleeds at most."

  Grindelwald stood up from the chair while saying these words, and the long windbreaker and black round hat hanging on the hanger not far away flew to him by themselves.

  Jon saw that he was about to go out, and immediately followed.

   "Where are we going?"

  Grindelwald didn't go out the door, he came to the fireplace and pinched a small cluster of green powder.

   "A secret place, don't ask too much, grab some Floo powder, and listen to me tell the name of the place later, and then you repeat my actions."

  He sprinkled Floo powder on the fire, and the orange fire instantly turned green.

   Grindelwald walked into the flames that couldn't feel the slightest bit of heat, and said very clearly at the same time.

   "Ramer Hans' Abbey."

  The next moment he was swept by green flames and disappeared in front of Jon.

  Jon didn't stop either. He also sprinkled the green powder into the fire that had turned orange again. After the flame turned completely green, he walked into the green fire and read the name of the monastery.

  In a barren mountain range in the northernmost part of Norway, there are dead trees and snow that can submerge people's knees everywhere. The only living creature here is like a crested goshawk gliding in the sky.

And on the bleak mountainside, there is a dilapidated building that has been abandoned by humans. It is an abandoned monastery. The house in the middle is surrounded by dilapidated wooden fences. This layer of protection has no defense at all. Any medium-sized animal can smash it.

   Grindelwald took Jon out of the monastery. Every time they exhaled, a cloud of white mist would form in the air, lingering in the cold air.

  Jon tightened the robe on his body. His clothes were not thin, but coming suddenly from the warm environment of the principal's office to such a place, his body had not yet adjusted to it.

   Grindelwald didn't seem to be affected in any way. He walked ahead of Jon and led him out of the dilapidated monastery and into the dry woods.

  Jon followed behind him, and didn't ask them the destination of this trip. He was just a little curious, and Grindelwald brought him out specially, what exactly he wanted to teach him.

  Just as they walked into the dry forest, Jon from a distance saw something hanging in the depths of the forest.

  Those things were hung on the branches of dead trees, each of which was not small, reminding Jon of the bacon that was hung in front of his house in the countryside in the winter of his previous life to dry.

   Just when Jon was focusing on those "bacon", a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him and Grindelwald at some point.

   This is a very old man. From his appearance, Jon feels that he is not much younger than the administrator in the library in Durmstrang.

  He was unusually short in stature, about as tall as Professor Flitwick, but even thinner, and with that old face he looked like a scrawny monkey.

  But different from his appearance, after seeing Grindelwald, he was extremely emotional, and said in German that Jon couldn't understand.

   "My most loyal and greatest master! You are like a star in the sky! You guide the future of the wizarding world! Your contribution must be passed on forever! All wizards should thank you for your name before they start school magic."

  He chattered on and on about disgusting compliments, until he saw Grindelwald impatiently touching his wand, he honestly shut up.

   "Sometimes I really want to sew that broken mouth of yours shut!"

  The dwarf old man smiled mischievously.

   "Then I won't be able to recite the mantra to help the master. Let me use a little bit of residual heat to sew my mouth shut on the day the master's dream comes true."

   When the old man was speaking, he turned his gaze to Jon.

   "Who is this child? A relative of the owner?"

   He can't help but have this kind of guess, because even if Grindelwald became the principal of Durmstrang, he would never bring any children to this place.

   "Ask less about things you shouldn't ask."

  Grindelwald didn't intend to introduce Jon's identity to him. The old dwarf obediently retreated to the other side of him, while not forgetting to observe Jon's face, as if he wanted to provide evidence for his guess.

  Jon didn't understand a word of their conversation. After noticing the old man's gaze, he just smiled politely.

   "How much alive?"

  Grindelwald suddenly asked the old man without thinking.

  While they were walking into the depths of the woods, the old man named Lamo Hans reported to Grindelwald with some embarrassment.

   "I've tried my best to keep my hands and be careful, but I can only say that these people are a little too weak."

"quantity."

   "14!" Hearing that Grindelwald's voice became more and more calm, Hans immediately said honestly, "14 people are still angry."

  Although I didn't expect to hear a satisfactory number, the number of 14 still made Grindelwald's eyes extremely weird.

   "You really want to go back to the North Pole to study those stupid bears?"

   Hans obviously became scared, he explained in a panic.

"It's really not my extravagance! Master! You know, this kind of research needs a lot of reference samples to add to it from the beginning! This is not something that five or ten individuals can satisfy! If we are lucky, we may be studying Significant discoveries can be made in the first sample, but if you are unlucky, it can only be like this."

  Jon couldn't understand the conversation between them, but the further he walked in, the more strange smell Jon could smell.

  The smell is not very obvious. The cold air and white snow cover and slow down the movement of most objects, making the smell not emit as quickly as under normal conditions.

   But gradually, the smell became more and more intense, and it seemed that there was no way to cover it up even in the coldest environment.

Jon frowned and smelled the indescribable smell. He couldn't help but think of the Eskimos' special food pickled puffins in the article. They would peel open the belly of the seal and put hundreds of puffins in it. The stomach of the seal, and then sew the opening closed and bury it in the frozen soil to allow the stomach acid of the seal to ferment the puffin.

   Waited for a year or two, then dug it out again, took out the puffin from the stomach of the seal, and finally sucked it from the **** of the puffin with its mouth to **** out the fermented and corrupted internal organs.

   It is said that it is a taste similar to bran and natto.

Jon has never tried this kind of anti-human food, but the taste of this food he imagined in his mind is like the smell he smells now, like fermented carrion, it just smells bad at first, But when you get close, it will make people nauseous.

   And when he got closer, Jon finally saw what the "bacon" hanging on the tree was.

   It is indeed like the process of making bacon, hanging some kind of meat on a tree to dry, but that large piece of meat is not pork, but human!

   People whose chests and stomachs were stripped off one by one!

  Just as Jon imagined that when making pickled puffins, the stomachs of seals were to be peeled off, these people were also "opened" by themselves!

  Through the half-opened crack, you can vaguely see various internal organs that have been frozen into lumps of ice!

  There is no white snow on the ground, and there is a piece of scarlet like the dead sea of ​​hell everywhere!

When he really came to this picture of purgatory on earth, Jon could not smell the blood and smell. These evils committed by demons were all sealed in the ice and snow, and only this could be displayed in front of the world. A scene that is enough to drive normal people crazy.

  Jon recognized the faces of these people hanging from the trees, like "bacon" floating in the cold wind.

These people are all the Death Eaters brought by the two brothers Rabasta and Rodolphus on the sea yesterday. They were riding on broomsticks yesterday, waving their magic wands to round up themselves, but now they have become Cold rotten meat!

  Jon stared blankly at this scene for a full two or three minutes. During this period, Hans impatiently wanted to take Grindelwald forward, but was shocked by his indifferent eyes.

   It wasn't until three minutes later that Jon turned his head again, his lips were pale, and the look in Grindelwald's eyes had never been incomprehensible and unacceptable.

  It was only at this time that he really realized how cruel and **** the title "Dark Lord" was, and this man who walked out of that tower again after more than 30 years.

  What the **** is he trying to do!

   Only then did I find out that the chapter "Interrogation" was reviewed. The only chapter that was actually sent out yesterday was 4,000 words. No wonder I saw someone say that I broke the chapter, obviously I calculated all the content...

  Damn it, it's the first time I've been locked up in a dark room, I don't even know what taboos there are in this chapter, but it was released for me at noon today, I don't understand ╮(︶﹏︶)╭

  At first, I thought that one day I would be audited maybe because of sex, but it turned out like this

  (end of this chapter)

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