When it comes to traveling to the Alps, probably no one thinks of Austria, and no one thinks of Innsbruck.It is a small town with an eye on the Alps at any time, and because it is located in the widest part of the entire mountain range, Innsbruck is also known as the heart of the Alps.Next to the valley is the North Chain Mountains, whose highest peak is Hafreka Peak at 2,256 meters above sea level, which is a verdant forest.The city includes the Habsburg Palace, the residence of Queen Maria, the Ambras Palace, the castle of Ferdinand II, and the golden-roofed Duke's palace of the "Last Knight" Maximilian I.It is a quiet and peaceful city, with both cultural and environmental beauty, even Goethe once walked here, climbed the Nord Chain Mountain, and left a phrase that attracted countless followers to walk this 'great man's path'.If you read a Muggle guidebook, it will describe the city, paradise on earth, the pearl of Austria, and so on.However, it has a different meaning to the wizarding world, as it continues north beyond the North Chain and into the depths of the Alps, where you will find the Stooper Glacier, the highest peak in Tyrol at 3,150 meters above sea level.In the middle of summer in Innsbruck, the snowy icebergs of the harsh winter are still in front of you, the beauty of the glaciers that linger all year round, and the wonders of the long valleys make you feel as if you have entered another world.Muggles, for their part, never knew what was on the highest peak, and many would ski from the 2,900-metre Ice Rock Peak, unaware that there were people watching them from above.A fortress protected by Muggle banishment and ice.It is home to one of the two most famous prisons in the wizarding world, Newmengard, and was once the base camp built by the Dark Lord Grindelwald himself, an easily defended and difficult magical fortress.He was later defeated by Dumbledore and imprisoned in the highest tower of the castle as a defeated king, and the castle became a prison under the management of the International Confederation of Wizards.In the past, Grindelwald's saints would come here to worship and spread his ideas around the world.But now, none of the followers remained, either in battle or old age, and the castle was in ruins.The guards of the Wizarding Confederation stole everything of value and exchanged it for goods, including beautiful European art and Grindelwald's ornate wardrobes.The Dark Lord of the past didn't care about this, he just sat in his cell at the top of the tower, watching through the bars that no matter how times changed, Muggles were still so ridiculous, they still had to rely on skis to fly in the air as best they could, so why not play with hang gliding?
He didn't lose to Dumbledore in the first place, he was just tired and threw in the towel.If he wanted to escape, the stone walls and iron fences wouldn't stop him, and he was more like he was voluntarily placed under house arrest, which he owed Dumbledore.As he grew older, he often reminisced about what he had done in the past, and now that he thought about it, maybe those tactics were a little too drastic.He was a top prophet and even foresaw World War II and the atomic bombing in 1926.He knew Muggles or No-Majs very well, he could call them anything, he could see their potential, so when he was young, he was bent on gathering the Deathly Hallows, so that wizards could rule the world and rule over ordinary people, at least not give them the opportunity to go to war against wizards.Dumbledore had a similar idea when he was younger, and if Grindelwald hadn't accidentally killed his lover's sister, maybe nothing would have been the way it is today.Unfortunately he doesn't have a wand or a newspaper now, and he doesn't know exactly what's going on outside, but occasionally Dumbledore comes to see him, and the two talk and talk through the iron door, which is his only source of information.Sometimes Dumbledore would ask him to help analyze what Voldemort was thinking, but Grindelwald just winked and replied to his lover with the same smile he used to have.'
Voldemort doesn't understand what love is, I'm not like him, so I can't guess what he's going to do. ’Silence would return between the two, sharing some candy through the iron door, and Dumbledore would leave in silence.But today was different, originally he heard footsteps outside the door, and thought it was Dumbledore coming, he quickly sat up from the bed and straightened his hair.Clear your throat, lift your chin, and look very energetic.But then he saw the jailer's head slammed against the small fence window of the door, and in an instant it was torn apart, and blood and brains were sprayed everywhere.Grindelwald tilted his head, he thought it was funny, what is this?
Has anyone sent giants to kill themselves?
Of course not, a golden light flashed, and the cell door fell like a cookie, revealing a man in yellow and black armor outside the door."
Gellert Grindelwald, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."
As the other party said this, his voice seemed to have been polished with sandpaper, and it had a rough feeling, as if it was dark from the abyss.Grindelwald was well-informed, and not afraid of death at all, he sat back on the bed and plucked his ears with his little finger: "I don't know you, and I don't want to talk to you, if you were sent to kill me, then do it, but Albus will definitely avenge me." ”"I'm not here to kill you, and don't be in a hurry to refuse, Lord Dark Lord."
The man removed his mask, revealing a young face, he put away his weapon and sat on the edge of the bed: "Anyway, the conditions here are really bad, they won't even give you a chair, it's really damned."
Before you refuse, why don't you listen to the conditions I give?
”"It can't be a chair, right?"
Grindelwald laughed happily, he understood that it was a prison robbery, but he didn't want to leave.After the other party removed the mask, his voice became much more normal, but there was still a dark feeling, as if the abyss was talking next to him: "Do you want to fly with Dumbledore?"
Spend your old age in peace?
I have a plan" Grindelwald's pupils narrowed, he seemed a little hesitant, no matter what the other party's plan was, but the stakes were indeed "He hated me, until now, although he didn't say it, but I could feel that he didn't forgive me for what I had done in the past." ”The old demon king touched his bald head, and the years made his face wrinkled."
That's because you didn't work hard to resolve it, times have changed, my lord."
The man took out a cigarette and black tea from his pocket, handed them to the old man and lit them, poured out two cups of tea, and the two drank morning tea in the cramped and blood-smelling cell: "The main conflict between Dumbledore and you is not justice or anything like that, it's just that you killed his sister, which makes it impossible for you to be together, but what if I have a way to resurrect her?"
”"It won't be the 'flesh and blood' set again, right?"
Grindelwald rolled his eyes, admitting that he was a little interested, but if it was the magic that required the use of the cauldron, it would only be a monster: "He would never accept a sister without a nose." ”The visitor smiled and pointed at him, as if he was satisfied with the joke, but he didn't smile much when he spoke: "If it's just Voldemort's level, why do I call myself the Supreme Mage?"
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