Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 338, Section 332: I'm not discussing this with you.

The official's hand holding the note was trembling, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

There was only one sentence on the note.

"A holiday."

The other person's name was written below this sentence.

格林德沃

Wizards elsewhere may not know the name Grindelwald, but Austrian wizards have practically grown up hearing stories about him since childhood, and his influence on this land is truly immense.

In Austria, neither Voldemort nor the Dark Lord are as effective as Grindelwald.

He recognized the handwriting; it was definitely that person's handwriting. But he should be imprisoned in the deepest part of the tower, surrounded by countless magical traps and patrolled by Aurors. It was a heavily guarded place, so tight that not even a fly or a mosquito could escape. How did he manage that? How was it possible?

Has he come out?

In a daze, he seemed to recall a rumor that Grindelwald was not imprisoned, but rather voluntarily confined in a tower, and could be released whenever he wished.

Then he remembered the records of Grindelwald in the Ministry of Magic documents.

Grindelwald possesses the blood of a prophet and has an eye that can see into the future.

At the time, he found it unbelievable.

But it has indeed happened, right before his eyes.

The note contained a simple sentence, yet it seemed to have known the Ministry of Magic's plans all along, carrying a strong sense of threat.

The Ministry of Magic official seemed to see a dignified, white-haired old wizard standing before him, saying in an unquestionable tone: I'm not discussing this with you; I'm just informing you.

The immense pressure made him feel breathless.

This matter was beyond his ability to handle; he had to report it as soon as possible, as it was truly terrifying.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I have an urgent matter to report to my superiors. Please wait a moment."

The Ministry of Magic officials quickly stood up from their chairs.

"It was him who wrote something, wasn't it?"

Although he hadn't seen the contents of the note, the shrewd and experienced Dumbledore knew perfectly well that the other party must have done something, otherwise they wouldn't be so terrified.

The official was taken aback when he heard Dumbledore's words. Dumbledore then knew he hadn't guessed wrong, so he reassured him, "Don't worry, he didn't come out. He must have sent the message out through some other method."

"That's his specialty, he's always been like that."

The tone, as if they were talking about an old friend, reminded the Ministry of Magic official that Grindelwald had been defeated by Dumbledore.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I need your help."

He said it as if grasping at a straw.

"During the holiday, only these students go in and leave before the start of the new semester."

Dumbledore said that the time he needed was exactly the same as Grindelwald's, as if it had been agreed upon long ago.

In fact, the two had not seen each other for decades and had not even exchanged a single letter.

Theoretically, Grindelwald should not have known that he brought Dudley and the others here.

"You can tell the new Minister of Magic, and I think he will agree."

The Ministry of Magic official left to find his superior.

An hour later he arrived with "good news".

"A holiday is fine, but I must leave before the start of the semester, and Dumbledore must stay in the tower to prevent that dangerous element from doing anything dangerous."

Dumbledore remained silent for a moment. Judging from his micro-expressions, he did not want to go into that place, but he still agreed.

"let's go."

Deep in the Austrian forest, at the junction of mountain peaks, stands a tall watchtower—the Neumungard Tower, or more accurately, Neumungard Castle.

The infamous dark wizard Grindelwald was imprisoned here.

Calling it imprisonment is just a nice way for the Austrian Ministry of Magic to put on a good show. Strictly speaking, he was just living here and no longer going out. It should be called "self-imprisonment" rather than "imprisonment."

He was the only person in the entire prison.

As Dumbledore commented in the original book, if he wanted to, he could escape from Azkaban as easily as leaving his own backyard.

Grindelwald was a wizard of the same rank as him.

If they don't want to, there's no one and no place that can keep them locked up.

Moreover, this castle was once Grindelwald's base, the place where he started his career. He gathered a large number of wizards who shared his dreams in this castle, and spread his ideals in Europe and even America, trying to subvert the whole world.

If Dumbledore hadn't resolutely stood on the opposite side, causing the plan to fail, perhaps the entire wizarding world would have been completely different.

"It's a bit eerie, like the place where some major villains live, as described in novels."

Dudley commented, looking at the gloomy clouds above the castle.

Led by the Austrian Aurors, they arrived at the castle gate.

"Mr. Dumbledore, he is in the deepest part of the castle."

After saying that, the Aurors stood at the door, showing no intention of continuing to lead the way for them.

"You're not taking us in?" Harry asked in surprise.

What kind of prison guard takes someone to the prison and then stops halfway through?

I haven't even seen the prison cell yet.

Auror said in a serious tone, "We have been rejected by this castle and cannot proceed any further."

Harry: ?

Being rejected by the castle was definitely a ridiculous excuse; being rejected by Grindelwald was the truth. However, judging from the Aurors' normal expressions and lack of embarrassment, it's highly likely that these Aurors eventually came to believe their own version of events.

The castle gates were slowly pushed open, and countless specks of dust fell down, indicating that no one had entered for a long time.

Not long after entering the castle, they heard Ron mutter to himself, "There must be vampires in a castle like this."

"You should read fewer novels, Luo Bohu."

Draco looked at him speechlessly: "This is where the dark wizard Grindelwald is imprisoned, how could there be anything like vampires here?"

Even if it existed before, it disappeared the moment the other person moved in.

As a pure-blood wizard, how could Malfoy not know about the infamous dark wizard Grindelwald? In fact, his grandfather Abraxas Malfoy may have been directly or indirectly involved in one of Grindelwald's gatherings.

It's no wonder Ron felt that way. Even though it was noon, the dark clouds overhead made the castle look like it was at dusk. If a few red-eyed crows were to perch on the nearby branches and caw loudly, it would feel like stepping into a haunted house.

"Since everyone thinks it's dark..."

As he spoke, Dali reached into his pocket and rummaged around inside.

(End of this chapter)