get-shopping Chapter 743 Gellert Grindelwald
Chapter 743 Gellert Grindelwald
Chapter 743 Gellert Grindelwald
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at the expressionless Missandei, William felt quite helpless.
This witch is too stubborn, the minister told her to stay with her every step of the way, so she really couldn't leave her every step, and there was no way to accommodate her.
When you sleep at night, do you also have to stare here?
William gave Hermione a look, and Hermione immediately understood:
"Missandei, don't you need to tell your minister about such a big matter?"
"I have already sent a letter to Mr. Minister, telling him that you are going to Nurmengard." Missandei said calmly.
"I'm staying here, I don't need to leave."
"What did you use to deliver the letter?" Hermione looked around suspiciously. "An owl?"
After the three of them left the hall, they came to William's room and never left again. Hermione didn't see the owl at all.
"Not owls, I sent them to deliver the letter."
Missandei raised her arms, and her wide black sleeves spread out immediately.
William looked into the black sleeve curiously, and what caught his eyes was an unusually white arm, like agar jade.
Looking in again...
Hermione suddenly stretched out two fingers, waving them in front of William's eyes, poked them threateningly, and gave him another hard look.
William quickly retracted his gaze to avoid being tactically poked in the eye.
But there is one thing to say... the truth.
Missandei didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, but Hermione stood up and pulled her towards the sofa on the other side.
Hermione clung to Missandei's ear, whispering there, teaching her some basic common sense.
Missandei, who had always been expressionless, like a girl without three, finally had waves on her face, and a faint blush appeared on her face.
Hermione still pointed at William from time to time, and strange words like "pervert" and "transformation" floated from time to time.
Hey, who is Hermione talking about?
William thought for a while, and couldn't tear his sister apart.
After a while, he suddenly narrowed his dark green pupils and looked straight ahead.
It was a very small bird:
It is only the size of a thumb, with a round body, a slender mouth, and a pair of ruby-like eyes.
Its wings were vibrating so fast that afterimages appeared.
William looked at it for a while, quietly like a wooden sculpture, and after an unknown period of time, he suddenly stretched out his right hand without warning.
He snapped forward and grasped the Golden Snidget lightly in the palm of his hand.
The Snidget is a magical creature of lightning speed, capable of changing directions with incredible speed and skill.
Its feathers and eyes are particularly valuable, and it has been hunted by wizards for a long time, and was once endangered.
Hundreds of years ago, the Quidditch game did not use the Golden Snitch, but the Golden Snidget.
This creature was replaced by the invention of the golden snitch.
William had never seen the Golden Snidget in England, so he didn't expect to find something in this room.
Golden Snidget is a social animal, if there is the first one, there must be a second one.
William raised his head and looked around the room. Sure enough, he found a few more not far away.
He raised his wand, conjured a net, and swung towards the sky.
Who knew that Missandei, who had been paying attention to William, blew a whistle, and the group of Golden Snidgets, as if smelling delicious food, all flapped their wings and flew towards her.
William turned his head to look at Missandei, and suddenly said: "So, you sent the letter with Golden Snidget."
No wonder he didn't notice it just now.
"Is this what you raised?" Hermione looked at those flying birds, landed on Missandei's shoulder, and carefully reminded:
"Is it against the law to keep Golden Snidget?"
Missandei said calmly:
"They settled in my yard many years ago.
It is now designated as a Golden Snidget protection area by the Austrian Ministry of Magic. They just follow me and should not break the law. "
William was slightly speechless.
Is your yard a Golden Snidget Reserve?
How big is this yard? !
This is a bit like pointing at a certain mountain and saying: Our mountain has been designated as a giant panda protection area, so it is not illegal for me to raise giant pandas.
What kind of lady from a rich family is this?
Missandei didn't pay attention to William's expression, but said in surprise:
"Your speed is so fast, it's the first time I've seen a wizard who can catch Golden Snidget with his bare hands."
"Small, although I am a chaser, I also have the heart of a seeker." William said proudly.
"It's not illegal for the Snidget to follow me, but I remember catching the Snitch is against the law, right?" Missandei looked at him solemnly, and said frankly:
"Is the net in your hand a tool specially used to catch Jin Feixia?"
William coughed and forcefully explained:
"As a Chaser, it makes sense that I carry a Quaffle net with me, doesn't it?"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Hermione got up and walked over, opening the door.
A man in a long robe walked in.
William glanced at Missandei, saw that she was expressionless and did not move, so he thought that the person who came was a wizard sent by the Austrian minister.
I didn't know this man, so he said, "Mr. Stark, my name is Soros, and I am the Minister of Magic of Austria."
William cast a startled glance at Missandei.
He is the Minister of Magic?
Missandei nodded to William.
"I heard that you two are going to Nurmengard?" Soros asked.
"Grindelwald is the highest war criminal. Anyone who is not a wizard can see him."
"This is a letter from Dumbledore." William took out the letter.
"It's not that I'm going to see Grindelwald, I'm representing Dumbledore—the man who once defeated Grindelwald, to go to Nurmengard... to visit the prison."
William said righteously.
"Look at this Dark Lord, if there is any sign of escape, if he escapes, I have to catch him back!"
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Nurmengard,
Rozier walked around a corridor and quietly walked towards the roof of the prison.
After walking for so long, except for a few Aurors on the outermost perimeter, he didn't see a single wizard.
Nuoda's prison is actually not guarded by wizards, it's worse than Azkaban!
However, it also brought him a lot of convenience.
Rozier pushed open the heavy door and walked into a narrow room.
The stone bed was placed inside, and on it sat a white-haired, emaciated old man with only skin and bones left.
He was curled up under the blanket... not sure if he was asleep or...dead.
Is this bad old man Grindelwald?
You must have found the wrong person, right?
Rozier hesitated for two seconds, and was about to speak when the old man stood up suddenly.
His hunched body suddenly straightened up, as if he had been resurrected from the dead.
Those blue eyes, sunken deep in the eye sockets, were shining with a golden light like flames at this moment.
The old man's eyes are ethereal and spirited, as if he is piercing through the long river of time, witnessing what hasn't happened yet... the distant future!
Rozier raised his wand in panic and pointed it at the old man, but he was horrified to find that he could not move.
He also didn't think about the fake letter in his pocket anymore, and just shouted honestly: "The Dark Lord asked me to bring you a message!"
The flames in the old man's eyes were slowly fading. He staggered to Rozier's side. He wanted to reach out to take the wand away, but he retracted it immediately as if he had been electrocuted.
He had promised him that he would never touch a wand again in his life.
So, is he coming this year?
The old man walked to the stone window lonely, the setting sun fell on his face, and the water of the Danube was flowing slowly.
Grindelwald thought about the scene he had just seen.
That's what he saw... the new prophecy.
Grindelwald murmured, "Death..."
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