Chapter 108: On hiatus?

"The most popular one in the UK is the magazine that the Daily Prophet bought the cover of last time..."

Inside the prison of Nurmengard, the witch carefully handed in a thick stack of magazines - even though the prisoner inside was a seemingly harmless old man.

The entire German wizarding world knew who was held in this prison in Austria.

There are special guards here, special people to provide meals, and special people to take care of washing, but the prisoners inside are so weak as if they have been abused.

But it's not wrong to say it's abuse - if someone like Grindelwald is forced to stay in a place for a long time without being able to touch magic, it's no different from abuse.

But what can be done?

Even if the saints still exist, even if Durmstrang still stubbornly only recruits pure bloods and openly teaches dark magic, who can break the cage?

It's not the place that even a simple saint in reality can break through, but the cage that the world-famous Dumbledore has set up in Grindelwald's heart. No one can break it...

It’s not that the Saints didn’t try to rescue him—it’s just that Grindelwald disagreed.

The Saints need to speak out their ideas openly and unite the wizards - but if they cannot defeat Dumbledore openly, all this is wishful thinking. After all, they and Voldemort do not play the same game. After physical persuasion, they do not massacre, but pardon to attract more followers.

The Saints have actually infiltrated almost the entire prison - although the original Saints have been destroyed for a long time, the environment of Durmstrang has naturally nurtured a new generation.

This was the first time in all these years that they saw the totemic figure ask for something specific, so it was almost immediately executed.

"Maybe he plans to study Dumbledore's life in preparation for the final battle..."

The witch who handed over the magazine thought so. She didn't dare to disturb him anymore. After making sure that Grindelwald didn't have any instructions, she left again.

-

"Hilarious..."

Grindelwald frowned as soon as he saw the beginning of the biography - the levitation spell segmentation was a bit novel, but the Elder Wand was really too much.

That thing was the trophy he obtained after defeating Gregorovitch with great difficulty. Then he was defeated by Dumbledore and it fell into Dumbledore's hands - it was given away at the beginning?
"Engagement, break off engagement..."

His brows furrowed even more tightly - what was going on?
This was not something that the Dumbledore who longed to change the world in his impression would do. Even if he later betrayed his ideals and beliefs, he would never give himself such an outrageous setting.

but…

Magazine writer...

Forget it, he's already that old - if Dumbledore came, he would just point this thing at Dumbledore's nose and start laughing at him.

What can I do?

Oh, this chapter is also worth laughing at - the first graders read the entire library, is there something wrong with this author's brain?
Is Albus short of money? He actually found such a lousy guy to write his memoirs? Will anyone believe this thing?
However, it's okay to watch it for fun.

He smiled and casually flipped through the manuscript, trying to see what the latter part would be like - the first grade had finished reading the library, and the latter part was all about fighting?

No - fighting is only a small part.

Because later Dumbledore went to find Gryffindor himself...

Grindelwald rubbed his face twice and flipped through the cover of the magazine to make sure the guard hadn't brought him the wrong magazine or the wrong story - it was actually coherent!

'What the hell are you doing, Gryffindor? Albus, what the hell are you supporting...'

But the story was so convincing that it seemed real - if the Elder Wand hadn't had such a big flaw, he would have even believed it was true.

...

Peeves...

Write a book…

To Egypt again...

'You are corrupt, Albus…'

He roughly understood why this thing was allowed to appear - after a few pages, there would be stories or words encouraging learning, and the overall atmosphere was also to encourage reading.

Although it is awkward to read, it is full of new ideas, does not discredit the person, and can achieve educational purposes - even if it is placed in the Saint, it is a high-level propaganda talent. "It's a pity to write a biography of Dumbledore to deceive children to read..."

With this thought in mind, he picked up the seventh volume.

...

"Did you see the future, or was it a replica of me?"

"The Elder Wand has been taken... Fine, I'll give you the Prophecy as well..."

"You want this anyway..."

"Or, have you really seen the future?"

...

"Heh... I'd like to see how you write the battle... You can't have the final say."

He smiled and summoned the guards.

"Ms. Alina, please contact Leah for me and ask her to copy a record of our development. Don't think about it, reflect on it, and pack all the information from construction to failure. Send it to this magazine."

……

"Come back, Miss Alina... No need to send me off or prepare anything. I want to see what Albus thinks about this matter."

"We will see it soon..."

He happily let the guard go and decided to take another look, then he found a line of words in the magazine.

[The Academy chapter ends, the story is temporarily on hold...]

???

On hiatus?

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"It's so abominable that the publication was suspended and there was no introduction to what the thing that took Dumbledore on a time travel trip was until before graduation!"

Andrew had just returned to the dormitory when he found his roommates collectively condemning him - their resentment about the suspension of publication was so strong that they refused to discuss the upcoming spring break.

"Look at it from a bright side - at least it's not a scam to cheat people out of money by inflating the word count."

Andrew felt relieved. The issue of padding the word count didn’t happen suddenly. He didn’t know about the UK, but elsewhere, there were recent martial arts novels that wrote a page about chrysanthemum species, and more recently, The Investiture of the Gods plagiarized Journey to the West on a large scale…

"Tsk... I thought I could travel as much as I want after graduation."

"No, you're wrong. We are unscrupulous only on campus," Andrew lay down. He had spent half a day in Professor McGonagall's office making plans for the spring break. "After graduation, we will be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. No one will cover us if we make mistakes. Detention and Azkaban are not the same thing."

"That's right - the future... Several seventh-year students in our club have stopped going because they have to prepare for the NEWTs exam. They have permanently quit the club."

"Same, once you graduate you can never come back."

“It’s too far away — think of the good things, like spring break and summer break, and we’ll be sophomores next year.”

"Is there anything different?"

“It seems like there’s nothing different.”

"Andrew, what do you think?"

"There are five minutes left until dinner time. Today is lemon ice cream day."

Andrew glanced at the clock, "Don't sigh like the seniors. Mr. Filch won't catch them, but he will catch you."

He was not exaggerating. Mr. Filch had just made a report asking professors to send any students who had committed misconduct to him - but he couldn't say that.

(End of this chapter)

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