some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 885 Grindelwald... is dead?
Arctic,

It's like falling into eternal night.

The sun is not entirely invisible either, it shines like a falling star in the far distance.

But that light, depraved and gloomy, is like a distant firework, faint and dim.

In this light and darkness, a row of sledges appears on the sea, pulled by reindeer.

The cold wind paved the surface, swirling the salty and wet breath, hitting William on the face.

He hid his face in Hermione's thick hand-woven scarf, only showing two green eyes, constantly remembering the route.

Aisha deserves to be a Veela living in Northern Europe.

She spins and jumps... Like an elf, she runs from her sled to William's side.

Aisha came over, her voice was slightly louder than the wind, and asked:
"Bassy didn't ask you to bring the message back at all, did she? She won't tell others that she lives here!"

William turned his head and glanced at Xue Bao on her shoulder, all his attention was drawn away.

Xuebao is a small, docile magical animal that lives for snow, similar to gray snakes in flames.

Xue Bao has extraordinary acuity and can lead the way in snowstorms and fog.

This is a very useful magical animal.

Therefore, William ignored Aisha as a veela, and quietly winked at Xue Bao.

Come, Uncle will take you to Hogwarts to see the little... mermaid.

William noticed that Aisha was still staring at him, so he replied casually:

"Then how do you think I found this place? If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself."

"Oh..." William added, "You don't know where Babling has gone, do you?"

Aisha bit her lip and glared at William: "What's the relationship between you two?!"

William finally looked away from Xue Bao and looked at Aisha.

He remembered Babling, a beautiful vampire who had the same hobbies as him:

That is, everyone likes pretty girls.

Babling was very kind to Hermione and always wanted to keep her overnight.

Before Babuling left Northern Europe, wouldn't she have been a scumbag and abandoned Aisha?
"Professor Babling is my teacher, but where she is now, I don't know.

What is she doing... I don't know either. said William.

Can you do it?
It must be pretending to be William and flirting with schoolgirls in Ilvermorny.

When William went to Ilvermorny, he didn't know how many ex-girlfriends he had.

Wow (an activity)
This bastard!

Both William and Aisha scolded Babbling in their hearts.

"William, look over there, what's that?" Hermione suddenly pointed to the distance.

William turned his head and looked over, even though the visibility was not high, he still recognized it.

"It's a Norwegian whaler."

"Isn't whaling prohibited?" Hermione asked blankly. "Why are there whalers here?"

That's right... At the 34th session of the International Whaling Commission, a resolution was passed to temporarily stop commercial whaling after 1986.

But this behavior has always existed.

Cherry Blossom Country is notorious for this.

But if we really want to talk about the number of whaling, this country will have fun, and we have to look at the West.

For example, the two Nordic brothers, Norway and Iceland... Together with Japan, they are called the "Big Three of Whaling".

The Cherry Blossom Country still has to nod, hunting whales under the guise of "scientific research".

The Norwegians are much more straightforward.

Too lazy to take advantage of loopholes, too lazy to find excuses, uphold the style of Viking pirates: you say what you say, I catch mine.

The number of whales that Norway kills every year even exceeds the sum of the whaling volumes of Japan and Iceland, making it the number one "whale killer" in the world.

Therefore, the inferiority of marine civilization lacking order... This sentence is really not just casually.

With the reindeer running wildly, the group gradually moved away from the European continent and approached the Arctic Ocean.

Huge glaciers, like huge shadows, straddle the sea.

There are also numerous snowflakes, blocking the way forward, and completely disappearing the stars that could still shine brightly.

Only then did William understand why he had to go to Lapland first.

If there is no snowman and snow treasure to guide the way, there is no way to find the way, only to get lost in the snowstorm.

After advancing for more than ten miles, the reindeer entered the crevice of the glacier and walked down a passage of about 70 meters, and there was an open space as spacious as a Hogwarts auditorium.

There is a dark cave at the end of the clearing, and this is the last stretch of the road.

At the beginning, it was very narrow, and after dozens of counterattacks, it suddenly became clear.

The blizzard also completely disappeared, as if separated by a glacier.The light of the stars also spilled down.

William stood at the entrance of the cave, looking into the distance.

This is a vast snowfield, scattered with snow treasures and snowmen.

Hermione had alertly pulled out her binoculars and looked around.

She suddenly excitedly said: "William, look there!"

At the place Hermione pointed to, there were two cold and lonely hemispherical snow houses, which looked like a cauldron on the ground from the outside.

"go!"

William pulled the rein, and the reindeer pulled the two of them towards the igloo.

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Grigovich, sitting at the door of his igloo, holding a small bowl, was thinking about his wooden hut.

Since being taken away by Grindelwald in Venice last July, it can be said that the road has been weather-beaten.

Now also: people have been wandering in the North Pole for a year.

Pity him for being in his [-]s, he still suffers from this kind of crime in his old age.

However, there is no way not to follow Grindelwald. It is not that he has not tried to escape in the middle of the night.

But after running for a few miles, the giant North Sea monster suddenly appeared.

If Grindelwald hadn't appeared in time... he would have died many times.

Grigovich also figured it out:
The target of that giant North Sea monster...is him!

Realizing this, he just wants to say:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooofish if I did anything wrong, please let the law punish me instead of being attacked by an octopus."

But fortunately, there is no unparalleled road.

Grindelwald said that if you follow him, you will not die...Grigorovich had no choice but to follow him honestly.

Then, all the way to such a broken place.

The food in the ring given by William and Hermione was almost eaten.

Grigovich had to live by fishing every day.

But anglers, as we all know...you can catch anything but fish.

Grigovich almost became anorexic when he ate seafood.

Holding the bowl of soup with the vegetable roots he got somewhere, he closed his eyes and murmured:

"This is not a small pickle, this is not a small pickle... this is a fat intestine, this is a fat intestine."

Some time ago, Grindelwald also told him that William and Hermione were coming soon.

Dark Lord... If they both are coming, let them appear before me now.

"I really, really want to drink...hand-ground coffee!" Grigovich wailed.

"No hand-ground coffee, do you want ice cream?"

A voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

Grigorovich opened his eyes suddenly, and he turned his head so quickly that his neck flashed.

A reindeer landed in mid-air, and on the sled behind it stood two tightly wrapped young wizards.

Grigovich's tears fell with a snap.

"Aren't I dreaming again? William and Hermione, you two came to save me?" The old man choked up excitedly.

"Yes." William jumped off the sled and asked, "Where is Mr. Grindelwald, where is he?"

"Him?" Grigorovich wiped away his tears and said sadly:
"he died!"

"..."

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