The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 64

Christmas 1992, Austria

Nurmengard Castle

There are many people who say that this is the prison cell that Grindelwald built to hold his opponents when he was in power, but this statement is completely false.

This used to be a beautiful castle, designed with both luxury and defense in mind. It was the bedroom that Grindelwald built for himself.

However, after the legendary duel in 1945 ended, this luxurious bedroom became a cage for him.

The utility room on the first floor of the castle was completely remodeled, and a large number of alchemy devices were installed to maintain the stable operation of the protective circle. The guest room area upstairs has become a resting place for the guards, and only the observatory on the top floor has been completely preserved to detain the most dangerous dark wizard in the world.

The alchemical matrix inscribed on the walls of a large number of castles was completely destroyed to prevent Grindelwald from using any of the castle's original facilities to escape from prison, and the guards stationed here were rotated every seven days to prevent the international wizards in Paris decades ago. The tragedy of the prison has been repeated decades later.

Grindelwald has been here for nearly 50 years, and he has basically figured out the temperament of the guards who rotate once a year.

Those American Oros hate themselves to the core, and often deliberately put the rice bowl on his face when delivering meals, or mix a little bit of mouse poo or sawdust in the rice - but since that incident in 1950 After that happened, they never dared to punch and kick themselves again.

The Oro in the UK behaved very well (with a large number of former Order of the Phoenix members mixed in), and under the instructions of the headmaster of Hogwarts, although the Oro did not understand why he did this, he would try to satisfy himself as much as possible. Excessive requirements, such as eating a good meal at night or changing to a warmer bedding.

The Auros in France are very indifferent to themselves (although there are some passionate female Auros who always want to approach him), but they are generally very indifferent. I heard that this is what Vader's daughter asked them to do. Grindelwald understands this. After all, Vader really liked him back then, and his ruthless rejection in the end also failed her expectations. Maybe it was the rejection that made her daughter still brooding about it. .....

But it's not bad, at least three meals a day won't do any nonsense, and the standard of daily life is strictly implemented in accordance with the rules and regulations formulated by the association.

As for those furry boys, they are rude, but very friendly. Often brings him some relatively easy food such as salmon or chili cured fatty meat (although these foods are indeed a bit too greasy for an elderly person), but these friendly puppies will occasionally Sneak him a few bottles of spirits (vodka is a treat without whisky), and bring him barrels of kvass in the summer.

But last year, Grindelwald heard bad news—the Soviet Ministry of Magical Internal Affairs disintegrated along with the secular regime and could no longer participate in the rotation, which made him lament for a long time.

However, just two days ago, an Asian who claimed to be a representative of Shenzhou approached him and told him that Shenzhou had successfully temporarily taken over the rights of the Soviet Union's Ministry of Magical Internal Affairs at the International Federation of Wizards and would be in charge of Numengard next week. caretaker work for one year.

Grindelwald still remembers the scene at that time, and he said jokingly to the person in charge of Shenzhou, are you not afraid that I will turn all your guards back? When the person in charge of Shenzhou heard this, he revealed A confused expression of a subway old man looking at his mobile phone.

This time, the guards in Shenzhou were all transferred from Gongdelin. The person in charge did not believe that Grindelwald's mouth could be compared to those former compradors who were eloquent in Gongdelin.

Endure it for two more days, Grindelwald said to himself in his heart.

After all these disgusting American Oros have been boiled away, they will be able to eat authentic Chinese food.

Satisfied, he patted the new quilt that Scamander had just sent him, and Grindelwald lay on it comfortably, feeling the soft mattress.

Those Aurors would never dare to do anything other than diet, because the diet problem can also be attributed to the poor hygiene environment in the kitchen. You can use this as an excuse to shirk responsibility, but if you do something else, it's too obvious. The matter will definitely be criticized by the person in charge.

The person in charge said that I want to live for two more years, but if someone wants to imitate your predecessors in 1950, I will not stop them.

The translation is: if you want to take a 7.62mm intermediate power bullet, just say it.

Since that incident, the person in charge of each American Oro will renovate his room, and if there is a rain leak, he will also do a waterproofing by the way.

Grindelwald was lying comfortably on the bed, waiting for the roast turkey tonight.

Those American Oros will definitely add ingredients to the roast turkey, so Grindelwald, who has been wrestling with them for nearly 50 years, chose to write a letter to his former enemy and let him directly airlift one to himself. Here comes the freshly roasted turkey.

Grindelwald still believes in the craftsmanship of the elves at Hogwarts. Compared with the Hogwarts dishes, Durmstrang's food is as bad as flying~www.mtlnovel.com~Pop"!

With a crisp sound, a golden-red flame suddenly exploded in the open space of the room.

"Ah, here comes the turkey"!

Grindelwald slowly propped himself up on the bed, and it was really fast to take the Phoenix to deliver the courier, but only Dumbledore had the capital to do this.

"Merry Christmas, Gale."

An old man's voice suddenly sounded in the air. Dumbledore, wearing a white wizard robe, slowly walked out of the twisted golden flame, carrying a box that had cast a space extension spell in his hand.

"Ah, Dumbledore, we haven't seen each other in almost 50 years"...

Grindelwald's body froze there. He thought Phoenix Fox just brought the steaming turkey here, but he really didn't expect Dumbledore to come to Nurmengard to visit at this time. he.

"I heard that you want to eat steaming roast turkey. I specially packed a lot from today's Hogwarts dinner. Do you want to try it now?"

Dumbledore waved the wand covered with scars in his hand, the lid of the box popped open automatically, and the plates containing the delicious food flew to the table placed outside one by one.

"Come on, what the **** are you doing with me? Don't tell me what the **** your most esteemed student has done. I've told you, Dumbledore. The only one who wants to solve everything Voldemort asks The way to do this is to overthrow the current Ministry of Magic after killing Voldemort and build a new Ministry of Magic that really allows wizards to walk in the sunshine."

Grindelwald snorted coldly, tore off the chicken thigh from the turkey with his hands, and put it into his mouth to chew without image.

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