Chapter 411 Grindelwald
July 18.
In the middle of the night yesterday, Duobi appeared in his own bedroom.
"Little owner, Domabi received an emergency message, an old woman named Victoria Rockle wanted to see you, she said it was your aunt, and you would definitely see her." Said.
"Oh, is her?" Xie Lin frowned gently, and she secretly said what she was looking for me to do, and then relieved. With his strength today, he would know all the answers when he saw her. It is necessary to do more unnecessary speculation at this night of sacrifice.
Xie Lin stopped thinking about this, but asked directly: "Where can I see her?"
"Although the Rockle family died, the ancestral house was not recovered by the Ministry of Magic, and it was still under the name of the Rozier family. It seems that this sentence has been practiced many times in its heart, and then it handes a small note that is folded. "It reads the secret code that opens the door, and has never opened the note to see it."
"Okay, I understand, I have worked hard, more than, and you want to run this trip in the middle of the night. Do you want to eat some snacks or something?" Xie Lin said gently. What to do together -hiding to share snacks. Most of the cases are that when Xie Lin was blamed by his parents, he secretly brought snacks to Xie Lin.
"No need, the little master, this is what he should do." Duo Bi fired a hint of hesitation, and then shook his head vigorously.
Little master, thank you, but you are no longer a child, and you are no longer the little master. What Dobe can do now is to give your life for your ideals, for your great cause.
"By the way, the little master, now that I am here, I will report to you by the way. Mr. Lun Cosu has become a prosecutor as expected, and now he has begun to gather people and set up his interrogation forces -however, Mr. Caro, Blale, Mr. Qi still takes a little more time to operate, Director Amiia asked me to inform you, I hope you can understand
Xie Lin nodded, and there was no surprise about the result.
Lun Costan's position itself is a brand new department and title, and it is also the legal executive department that belongs to the master of Amiia, so it is very easy to operate.
The plans for Mr. Coro and Mr. Blach to insert them to the head of the Division of the Magic Animal Control Division, and the length of the spirit branch. Within the scope of the power of Ya, and the position is more important, and the competition from other forces to be faced is even more intense.
But Shelin has confidence in Amiia. He believes that as long as he has enough time, Amiia can complete this task. What's more, the Division of the Magic Animal Control is not a person without him. The two directors of the Beast Division and the Alien Division are both Xie Lin's trust.
After Dobby left, Xie Lin had no mood to sleep, so he kept reading until dawn.
Nympho
The Luozil ancestral house is hidden deep in a dense forest. The towering stone fence is covered with dark green moss. The iron door is inlaid with an ancient family badge -a black rose and a cold light forced people The short sword is intertwined.
Under the night of the night, the entire manor looks gloomy and majestic, as if a banned land isolated from the world.
When he came to the door, Xie Lin read the secret number on the note, the door opened, and made a low "squeak" sound.
Shelin Mai passed the small path covered with fallen leaves and walked towards the main entrance of the ancestral house. If the eyes of the two devil stones at the door have a substantial look, they look at each step coldly. Victoria Rizil has been waiting for a long time. She stood under the porch and wore a dark black robe, and her white hair fluttered slightly in the night wind.
"Xie Lin," she smiled slightly, with a little meaningful softness in her voice, "You are here, just like what I think."
Xie Lin's eyes swept through her, his eyes were calm and vigilant: "Since you invite Aunt Wei, of course, I can't neglect, I hope you will not disappoint me."
Victoria's lips bending, and made a gesture of "please come in": "Of course not. I promise that this meeting is more meaningful than what you expected."
The two just stepped into a spacious living room, and Xie Lin's eyes were immediately attracted by the figure in the middle of the room.
It was a tall man, wearing a black robe and standing at the stove against them. His short silver -white hair flashed with a cold luster, and his figure was shrouded in the atmosphere of light and shadow. He slowly turned around, revealing a deep and sharp face, with an incredible fanaticism and insight in his eyes.
Although it was the first time to meet, Xie Lin recognized him at a glance.
Who can be able to have a madness, domineering and deep temperament at the same time?
Gellert Grindelwald.
Xie Lin's expression was instantly solidified, but quickly returned to calmness. He took a step forward, slightly sighed, and said with a humble tone: "When I met for the first time, Grindelwald, I was the Sherfalite Malfoy of the Malfoy family. I was honored to see your legendary character."
"You are the most prosperous Schi Lin Malfoy in the past few years? It really is very young." Grendo's gray -white eyes flickered with strange light, and he looked at Xie Lin very focused.
Shelin knew that Grindelwald was actually a prophet, and it was the kind that could completely control his ability. His behavior at this moment is likely to use his divination talent to view Xie Lin's future.
Schelling had a half-smile on his face. Grindelwald was only doing useless work. After Professor Trelawney took Schelling's potion, his divination skills were no less than anyone else, but he still couldn't see Schelling's fate.
Sure enough, Grindelwald's face was slightly moved, and he whispered: "How could it be? You don't have a destiny line? There is such a miracle in this world?"
Schelling smiled and said lightly: "There are many things in this world that you can't imagine, even divination is not omnipotent." Schelling continued: "You sneaked all the way from Austria to Great Britain, and specially found me through Aunt Vida. You didn't come to tell fortunes for me, did you?"
The dim light cast the shadows of the two on the ancient carpet, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the slight crackling of firewood in the stove could be heard. There was a faint sense of oppression in the air, as if the whole space was carrying a historical gamble.
No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!
Grindelwald's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Schelling steadily, his tone low and powerful: "The Philosopher's Stone. This is the only reason I came to you today. I need it to restore my peak strength."
So that's it.
Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard for nearly 50 years, and inevitably faced the aging of his body and the decline of his magic. Although he escaped, except for his talent for divination, he was no different from other ordinary wizards. He was no longer the powerful Dark Lord of the past.
Schelling knew that everything Grindelwald had experienced was irreversible, which was also Dumbledore's original intention to imprison him, because compared to killing him, making him lose his magic was the most painful punishment.
But he overlooked one point, or he deliberately ignored this point-magic has rules, but there are always exceptions in the world.
The Philosopher's Stone is the existence that can create exceptions.
And it just so happened that Schelling had one in his hand.
No, this is not a coincidence. You have to know that Grindelwald is a prophet. He may have planned all this before escaping from prison - escaping from prison, sneaking into Great Britain, meeting with Vida, and finally finding himself.
He knew that there was something in Great Britain that could restore his magic power. He knew that this thing was the Philosopher's Stone in Schelling's hand, and he also knew that Aunt Vida could help him.
Schelling could only say that at the level of strategic planning, the ability of a prophet is really terrible.
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