The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 603 A land outside the law
Gellert Grindelwald was obsessed with the Deathly Hallows when he was young, and he traveled to England to find the three artifacts. It was also because of this that Grindelwald met and got to know Dumbledore in Godric's Hollow.

Time flies, good years are gone, from a young man full of dreams and eager to change the world, to the dark lord of terror sweeping across Europe, and then to a lonely prisoner in Nurmengard.

With Grindelwald, the Deathly Hallows became a legend again, a story again, no longer a vision that one was willing to spend a lifetime searching for.

Who holds them and where they are is none of Grindelwald's business. All the companions who had set out on the journey together have been separated, and there is no need to continue this journey.

Grindelwald is now like an old clock, the hands of which squeak and turn day after day, but they can never get out of the circle, and they are trapped in the circle. The hands of the clock will stop one day and stop turning, and they will be frozen. So is life.

Perhaps, what kept Grindelwald going was the companionship of those two months. Although it was short and could not be compared with a hundred years of life, it was enough to warm him up after half a century of coldness.

After farewell, I remember meeting each other, several times the soul dream is with you.

The afternoon sun pierced through the clouds and shone through the glass windows, making people feel warm. Grindelwald, who was not interested in sex, nodded his head and actually dozed off.

Grindelwald didn't want to say much about the Deathly Hallows. You have to walk your own path in life, and no one can support you for your whole life. But he couldn't bear it, so he spoke out.

Isn't that what life is like? You care about me, and I care about you. Those who live alone are either gods or beasts. Grindelwald is also a human.

Ada frowned and thought hard against the light, trying to find the true persistence in her heart. Grindelwald could help her point it out, but she had to figure it out by herself.

Not every persistence is meaningful. Sometimes pursuing too much and caring too much are not good things.

The road is long and difficult. Only by insisting on what you should insist on and giving up what you should give up can your life not be too burdened and you can be free and easy.

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Ada did not stay in Nurmengard for long, as she felt a little uncomfortable here. So after sorting out her thoughts, Ada set out again, lightly equipped.

The night before leaving, Ada asked Vida where he had been recently and why he was so secretive, but the answer she got was the even more confusing "not the right time".

When your grandmother insists on keeping you in suspense and acting cute doesn't work, there seems to be no better way than to endure it.

It's not the time now. Maybe when everything is settled and the sun has dispersed the clouds, then it will be the time.

With a little resentment towards Vida, Ada set foot on the land of the Balkan Peninsula. It was the Balkan powder keg in history books, the fuse of the First World War, and two years later, war would break out again here.

Traveling southwards and successfully passing through several countries, Ada arrived at the final destination of her journey, the Land of Mountain Eagles - Albania.

A country that is well-known but never visited, a lonely country. Enemies are everywhere outside the borders, which can be said to be the best portrayal of this country.

This has also created a unique landscape in this country, with a land area of ​​less than 30,000 square kilometers, but there are hundreds of thousands of bunkers densely distributed. It can be called the Kingdom of Bunkers, and it is the country with the most bunkers per capita in the world.

It’s really amazing... Emmmm... you know.

In the Muggle society, this is an economically backward area, and in the eyes of wizards, it is also a barren land. However, such a poor and backward place has attracted many British wizards to go there.

In order to become a better self, Quirinus Quirrell came here to look for Voldemort, Bertha Jorkins came here for vacation and recuperation, etc. Of course, the most important thing is Voldemort, who has set foot in this land more than once.

Now, in order to trace Voldemort's footsteps, Ada embarks on her own journey to Albania.

Mountains and hills account for three-quarters of the territory of the Eagle Country. There are many river valleys and basins between the mountains, and there are also many forest resources. This is very difficult for Ada, who is unfamiliar with the place. In order to find the Black Forest where Voldemort used to hide, Ada would go into any larger forest to have a look. Over the past few days, Ada went from being a Grey Devil to an Albanian forest ranger. Starting from the capital Tirana, she kept moving southward and unknowingly reached the southern border of Albania.

If she continued walking, Aida would appear in Greece in a few days and feel the breath of the Aegean Sea.

Blocking Ada's way to Greece was a dark forest. She had flown into the air to take a look. The forest was so vast that it was somewhat like the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.

The forest blocking the road was like a black devil, full of dangerous atmosphere. Even standing outside the forest and looking into the distance, the dark forest still made people feel depressed.

Looking at the forest in front of her, Ada did not feel how insignificant human beings were in front of nature. Instead, she was thinking about what to eat and where to camp.

It was getting dark and Ada had been walking for a whole day. She didn't want to drag her tired body into this dangerous old forest.

You know, from the moment Ida stood outside the forest, she didn't hear a single bird call, the silence was a little eerie. Thinking of this, Ida started walking, planning to find a relatively safe place to camp first.

Perhaps it was God’s pity, unable to bear the suffering of all living beings; or perhaps it was the karmic fire sent from heaven to cleanse the evil in the world.

Ada, who was looking for a camping site, unexpectedly found a hidden village. The village was located on the edge of the Black Forest, hidden by a pile of towering trees, and a small river flowed through the village.

If it weren't for this clear river, Ada might not have discovered the village.

The secluded little village is full of weirdness. Not to mention that it is surrounded by old mountains and deep forests and is seldom visited by people, the fact that it is built in a forest where there is no sunlight is enough to make people feel uneasy.

In the center of the village were seven or eight extremely shabby wooden houses that were leaky and windproof, with a bunch of even shabbyer tents built around them.

The farther away from the central wooden house in the village, the more tattered the tents became, with the outermost tents only covered with a layer of leaves.

Ada frowned and walked cautiously towards the strange village. On the one hand, she was on guard against attacks, and on the other hand, she was careful not to step on the dirt on the ground.

As soon as she approached the tents outside the village, Ada was almost suffocated by the smell. The mixed smell of corpses and dirt was too bad. Several half-naked people were carrying corpses and piling them together, apparently intending to burn them.

The deeper they went into the village, the more solemn Ada's expression became. This was not some paradise on earth, but a purgatory on earth.

The men here were like wild beasts who only knew how to kill. In just a short while, Ada saw two murders and robberies. The women here were even more miserable. Most of them had dull eyes and were naked. You knew what had happened to them without asking.

Aida's appearance caused a sensation in the village. Men and women were staring at her with hyena-like greed in their eyes. Her beautiful face, her delicate skin, and even the clothes on her body were the source of evil.

These lustful gazes focused on one person, and even Ada felt like a thorn in her side.

Continuing forward, the tents here were no longer made of leaves, and the living conditions had been significantly improved. As if there was an invisible dividing line, the outlying villagers who were staring at Ada and following Ada all stopped.

At this time, people living in this area stood up one after another. Their robes were dirty but still fit them. Relatively intact clothes, tents, and more female slaves were all symbols of the village's status.

The people who stood up also showed greed on their faces. They surrounded Ada with hideous grins, and evil desires filled the small village in the woods.

Wands, magic weapons, swords and axes, and even guns. Although the weapons in these people's hands are different, their ideas are the same.

Tear the fawn that strayed into the lawless land into pieces!

(End of this chapter)