Chapter 470 Nurmengard (Modified)

Although the projection fights with Dumbledore and Voldemort always ended in failure, everyone still enjoyed it. In addition to completing their work, they basically spent their time in the training room. Not only can you experience it yourself, but you can also gain a lot from watching other people's confrontation.

In this way, everyone felt their own strength grow, even Mrs. Morgan Le Fay Harris, Daisy and Hermione, who had the most shallow combat experience, all made rapid progress.

Owen saw such a gratifying situation in his eyes, and he decided to lead everyone to relax, but unlike last year, most people this time have busy jobs in the Ministry of Magic, so after holding several gatherings, he He arranged for Alan to meet Grindelwald, and by the way, gave the son and the girls the opportunity to travel alone during the holidays. Unfortunately, Penelope was unable to go together again because of Auror's work.

Germany? Bavaria? Nuremberg City, at noon, all kinds of people gathered in the central square, here, you can see all the fashionable people, all kinds of pepper honey cakes, high-level handicrafts, hot Red wine and everything that creates atmosphere can be found here. It's a very attractive place.

People from many countries in the world are mixed here. Everyone speaks different languages ​​and wears various costumes. There is a joyful and peaceful scene everywhere, which is as fascinating as a carnival.

"Two million people come to this world-famous Christmas market every year, and the products sold here are all carefully selected products." Hermione looked at the crowds coming and going with interest, trying to distinguish which ones were the most relevant They were the same kind of people—wizards.

In the end, Hermione's eyes fixed on Luna who was spreading bread crumbs to the pigeons not far away.

It was a beautiful picture: a girl standing in the sun, her face full of joy, and the sun shining on her clothes, creating a halo of soft colors. Her face was very beautiful, with a fresh and moving breath. Her hair is a beautiful light blonde with a sheen that makes her stand out in this picture.

"Be careful." Allen supported Hermione's shoulders. She only looked into the distance, but ignored her feet, stepped on pigeon dung and almost slipped.

"Thank you Ellen." Hermione was a little embarrassed, she forcibly held back the idea of ​​"cleaning up" for herself in front of Muggles, and rubbed the soles of her shoes on the clean ground.

For the rest of the journey, Hermione was full of unease, and she had the urge to throw away the shoes that she thought were emitting a strange smell. Just as she stared down at her feet, she considered using a magic spell to clean them up quietly. When she saw the possibility, a pair of white low-heeled sandals appeared in front of her.

"It's so beautiful." What Hermione wanted to say was "So sweet", but the words turned into this sentence. She happily took over the new shoes, kicked off the original shoes on her feet and put them on.

"Well, it's so beautiful." Allen also admired after looking down for a while.

Hermione raised her head, her serious and innocent expression made Allen laugh.

Hermione lowered her head, bent down, and wanted to pick up the old shoes and throw them away, but Alan had already helped her get rid of the unsightly shoes.

Allen's thoughtful care made Hermione feel happy. Now, Hermione is no longer embarrassed and shy. She is enjoying the scenery and food of this strange city with a happier smile than when she first arrived.

The crowd strolled around for a while, and a tall young man walked towards them quickly, his arms were quickly swinging beside him, and the smile on his face was slick and not commensurate with his age.

"Hello, Master Alan Harris, I'm Matthias Schweyhoff." Matthias was very enthusiastic, contacting him. Owen Harris told him that as long as his son was satisfied, he could get A large sum of money was enough for him to live in the tavern for several months, which was much more generous than when he was sent in last time.

"Let's go." Allen nodded to Matthias.

"I am sorry,

Only one person can go there. Matthias rubbed his hands and said with a shy smile, "Although the management is actually not too strict, you need to use compound medicine to pretend to be my partner before I can take you in. Obviously, that place is not too strict." Suitable for two beautiful ladies. "

Allen looked at Hermione and Luna, "I will go to Nurmengard with him, you two..."

Hermione blinked and said quickly, "I want to go back to the hotel first." Hermione looked at her feet. Although she had put on new shoes, her cleanliness still made her feel uncomfortable. The faint smell of pigeon droppings remains.

"I'll wait for you there." Luna pointed to a shop on the far corner of the street, which was advertised as Dolce & Gabbana's Muggle luxury store, and a lot of goods were piled up at its door waiting to be moved.

Allen nodded, and used Apparition after walking to the deserted alley with Matthias.

In Nurmengard Wizard Prison, in front of this cold, dark, and remote tower, Allen has been transformed into a bloated middle-aged man with a red nose from wine lees through Polyjuice Potion.

"For the greater good." Allen read Grindelwald's famous quote engraved above the entrance of Nurmengard in German. This slogan was actually inherited by their Harris family and was often used at parties. .

"Numrmengard was a prison built by Grindelwald to hold those who opposed him. After he was defeated in the duel of the century with Albus Dumbledore, he himself was imprisoned in it." Then Matthias introduced.

"Next, Master Harris, please don't talk. You haven't met my partner. Even if you can speak German, you can't imitate his tone of voice and speaking habits." Matthias warned with a straightened expression.

Allen nodded and said nothing.

Entering the prison was very smooth. Matthias seemed to have been doing this for a long time. He answered the entry password with a hoarse voice with a calm expression, and exchanged greetings with the guards he knew, explaining that his partner tried They couldn't speak due to the bad throat they ate while eating Mexican food, and the guards along the way almost just glanced at them casually, and didn't verify their identities again at all.

"The German Ministry of Magic has been in a slump since the Grindelwald incident. It is much worse than the British Ministry of Magic, which was still very chaotic in its management in the early years." Allen remained calm, and couldn't help but feel sorry for driving the Harris family away many years ago. The German Ministry of Magic who went to England made a few sarcasm.

Up to the prison at the top, Matthias smiled all over his face: "I'm guarding here, and I've put a chair for you inside. Don't worry, no one will go in except during meal delivery time."

"Very thoughtful, thank you." Alan thanked with a smile, and the big rosacea became redder.

"I will watch, Master Harris, you can restore your handsome appearance and go to see him again. I still have enough compound potions here to drink again when you come out." Matthias patted his waist Flagon, and then opened the iron gate leading to the prison corridor on the top floor.

Allen nodded, and strode into the gloomy corridor.

After the deformation effect was removed, after tidying up his appearance, and combing his hair back meticulously, Alan walked through countless empty rooms along the magic lamps emitting a faint green light on the walls on both sides of the corridor. In the middle cell, Allen saw the target of this trip.