Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Gellert walked slowly out of Neumongard Castle, letting the rain fall on him.

Very cold, very cold.

but.......

feeling not bad.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I have arranged everything. Don't worry, they won't know what happened here."

When the person in charge saw Gellert, he quickly stepped forward and bowed his head in salute.

"Ok."

Geller features head.

"Thank you."

"No hard work, this is what I should do!"

After hearing this, the person in charge of the response immediately showed an expression of excitement.

But he also knew that it was not the time to chat, waved his hand, summoned a carriage, and personally opened the door to invite Gellert to get in.

"Mr. Zod is waiting for you."

After a pause, he took a deep breath.

"Welcome back, Mr. Grindelwald."

Gellert, who was covered with water but was extremely clean, smiled and bent over and walked into the carriage.

"Well, I'm back."

"boom!"

Nightwing roared in the thunder.

The black carriage rose into the air.

Silver lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting the symbol of the devil's eye made up of triangles, circles and vertical lines on the carriage.

...

"Ok?"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Klein's expression became extremely dangerous.

But soon, he suppressed his emotions and returned to the harmless face again.

"Hu~" "Hu~" "Hu~"

Around it, Draco and the others breathed evenly, and Klein rolled over and lay face down on the bed.

"Foresight, hallucinations, reminders."

With the pillows in his hands, he whispered a word and began to think about the dream just now.

Unfamiliar castles, blurry figures, dark night, pouring rain...

You can't go wrong, this is a reminder of your own spirituality!

"what happened?"

It's too high-profile lately, and Klein is also very unsure of who has provoked him.

This feeling of being unable to control the situation makes him very uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, you can only continue to look for other revelations in your dreams."

Because it is just a vague premonition, the preconditions of prophecy magic cannot be achieved.Klein muttered to himself, made up his mind, and closed his eyes again.

Only this time, he did not let go of his control of consciousness.

Under hypnosis and hints, Klein took the initiative to enter a dream.

The dream world is very fuzzy, and many colors representing emotions are put together, like an unwashed paint tray.

The ocean of spirituality and reality intertwined, he kept sinking, suddenly trance before his eyes, and returned to where he was just now.

That grey castle.

"Where is this?"

Klein, who remained awake, stood still in front of the castle and looked around vigilantly. He was very sure that he had never been to this place.

Dilapidated, declining, and overgrown with weeds.

He wasn't sure whether the castle was a real place in reality or some kind of imagery.

Taking a few steps forward, Klein found some additional clues.77 e-book www.77dd.net

Above the entrance to the main gate of the castle, a huge rock engraved with a line of very beautiful German.

"For the greater good."

"Wait, this is..."

Seeing this, Klein remembered, his expression became more solemn.

Newmontgard.

The prison holding his uncle!

"I didn't expect it to be here."

Klein smiled when scratching his eyebrows with his fingers.

Speaking of which, he has never met his uncle Gellert Grindelwald.

When Gellert Grindelwald was killed by Voldemort in the last life, Klein was still studying magic in a small room in Berlin.

And in this life, he never thought about going to see the people who brought many misfortunes to him.

They are two lines that have no way to intersect...

"Why can't I be settled, my life is dead, Mr. Gellert, the consequences of causing me trouble are very bad."

Muttering to himself at the gate of the castle, Klein had no plans to explore the castle further.Now that the enlightenment has been obtained, then the next investigation can be carried out in the real world.

Releasing the psychological suggestion, Krain escaped from the dream in an instant and returned to the Slytherin dormitory.

Looking at the brass alarm clock on the bedside, he calculated that if he set off now, he should be able to return to Hogwarts before dawn to catch up with the hot breakfast.

Just leave!

Klein gently walked into the dormitory bathroom, his figure shook, and disappeared.

...

"Hoo~ It's another peaceful night."

Raising his head from the table in a daze, Juddman was stunned for more than ten seconds, and then he stretched hard.

He was the prison guard who threatened Gellert Grindelwald with his wand!

However, he seems to have forgotten everything.

As usual, Jardman put on his coat, took his wand, and opened the door in the lounge full of wine bottles, and began a routine patrol.

Said it is patrol, in fact, there is no good patrol.

The only prisoner, Gellert Grindelwald, is not honestly like the Dark Lord who has set off a war, so Judman's work has always been leisurely and comfortable.

"Ah, very good."

Passing by the cell where Gellert Grindelwald was being held, seeing the rickety figure inside still curled up in the corner, Judman nodded in satisfaction.

He turned around, just about to go back to sleep, but suddenly saw a figure.

It was a strange young man, probably in his twenties, in a black suit, no tie, a red silk shirt and shiny leather shoes.

He smiled, and the corners of his mouth raised a nice arc, but for some reason, Jaredman instinctively felt that his smile was a bit evil, like a devil with hidden fangs.

"Stop, who are you and how did you come in!"

The brain went down for a few seconds, and Jardman finally reacted.

He raised his wand nervously, pointed it at the feminine face, and shouted.

"Good evening, Mr. Guard."

Klein greeted him politely, but did not answer the other party's words. He stepped forward, and those black eyes began to emit a wave of magical power that was indescribable.

In an instant, the whole world began to spin around.

Juddman was unable to resist at all and fell directly into Klein's hypnotic magic.

"Patient mind."

Tap the opponent's forehead with his finger, Klein closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the opponent's memory.

After a while, he opened his eyes and his expression became a little weird.

"Unconsciously escaped from prison."

From the memory that the other party had obviously changed, he took a few steps and restored the true situation of tonight step by step.

No wonder I was reminded of spiritually, it turned out that such a thing happened...

"Gellert's jailbreak is not a good thing for me. The reputation that I have finally gained is likely to be cleared directly with the exposure of this matter, or even drop to a negative number!"

Klein scratched his eyebrows and analyzed the impact of Gellert's escape from prison.

"It's troublesome."