The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 259 The Kid and the Old Man... Both
"This pocket watch... I can only think about one thing when I get it in my hand. Even if I have a little thought about eating and sleeping, its hands will spin around..." Weiss rolled the spaghetti into a chicken leg, and gnawed on it While looking at the black pocket watch on the other hand, its pointer is now pointing straight to the north. If the line of sight can penetrate the wall, then you can find that there are stretches of mountains on the other side of the lake. There is a dark and gloomy tower in the center: "The accuracy of the direction is still worth looking forward to, but there is no distance. I ran across it just now and made a big circle... This is really my mother's 'handmade' Yes, she really has her style... I am increasingly doubting whether I am her biological son, is there anyone who tosses her own son like this..."

"Mister, I see that you are a traveler. Excuse me, are you here to play?" A man dressed as a waiter stood at the Weiss table and asked respectfully.

"I'm going to find him." Weiss pointed to a symbol near the tiger's mouth on the waiter's left hand with the tip of a fork. The pattern as a whole is a triangle with a circle in the center of the triangle. A vertical line penetrates the circle and reaches the apex of the triangle. : "Well, it's the person who drew this triangle plus opal on the wall of Durmstrang. Speaking of which, why is there a triangle outside the opal? And the eyeliner of the opal is so long?"

"...Since you are so direct, Kabrev, let me just say it straight. What is your business in coming to find that Dark Lord?" The young waiter was taken aback when he heard the words, and then forcefully reversed the initiative of the topic. When he came back, he tossed aside the square towel that had been on his arm all the time, sat sideways across from Wes with a big grin, stretched out his hand and twirled a small tomato from Weiss' salad plate and threw it into his mouth. splash.

"This question, you have to tell me who you are first?" Weiss pushed the salad plate aside, spread his hands and said, "Then I can tell you whether I am marrying the flowers of Durmstrang or Go draw an opal."

"Okay! Remember it for me, I'm Mirko..." The young man raised his eyebrows and said loudly.

"Stop, I just want to know who you are asking me on behalf of. As for who you are, I really don't have that much time." Weiss waved his hand and said after hearing half a sentence.

"Kablev, don't go too far! This is my country!" The young man's face turned cold instantly, and he roared through gritted teeth.

"You're thinking too much, it's because you really don't have that much time, probably... um... 5... 4... 3..." Weiss spread his hands innocently, pretending to take out his pocket watch and start counting down.

"What the hell are you..." The young man was irritated by Weiss' behavior. With Weiss counting down, he slammed the table and stood up and glared at him. Provincial personnel.

"Who, someone here is poisoned, do you want to give first aid?" Weiss waved to an old man with wrinkled skin who had been standing behind the bar, and pointed to the young man who was foaming with his eyes turned upside down. : "The next time the scorpion juice is poured into the food with a strong taste, the salad will know that there is something wrong when it smells, it will be fishy and smelly."

"According to Mr. Kabrev's six-day diet when you came to Austria, the probability of continuing to eat salad is less than 20%. According to his usual habit of questioning and eating other people's food without authorization, eating this salad The probability is at least 90%..." The old man slowly walked out from behind the bar shaking his head, shook his head and pulled out his wand, allowing the young man to float out of thin air with the movement of his wand, smashing the window and throwing it out of the tavern at will.

"Oh, the past few days was because I ate barbecue in South America for nearly half a month, and I was a little dry. It seems that you have been paying attention to me for a long time?" Weiss shrugged and explained casually, looking at the broken eyes The window said: "He is an Auror? You are not afraid of trouble?"

"'When Mirko's accident happened, my tavern was serving Wes Kabrev from England, and I was getting drinks from the cellar inside when I came out and found the tragedy.' I would That’s what I told the Aurors who were investigating later.” The old man lowered his head and said in a calm tone: “Stop talking about unnecessary trifles, Kabrev, are you going to go in and find the master?”

"Well, it's not fatal anyway, so let him lie down and treat him as if I escaped. I don't want to make any big news, such as the meeting of the oldest and youngest two generations of dark wizards..." Weiss looked at The old man kept rubbing his wand and raised his eyebrows and said, "Speaking of which, this small village is all your people?"

"Ignorance is bliss, young man." The old man buried his head and sighed softly.

"Could you have received my order to knock everyone down if I want to enter Nurmengard?" Weiss silently calculated: "Are there hundreds of people in the small village?"

"48 people." The old man's tone was still calm: "We are all old arms and legs..."

"so?"

"We have not received any orders to stop."

"Then I passed? Where is the ferry?"

"Neither have we received orders to help you."

"..."

…10 minutes later…

"The people under your command are a bunch of die-hards. How on earth did you lead such a group of people to become the Dark Lord? This is more difficult than Voldemort's. In the end, you still succeeded more than half of it..." Weiss roasted While looking at this dirty and narrow cell, Yu said to the white-haired old man leaning half against the corner in the innermost part of the room: "In the end, I have to swim over by myself, and then I will be considered a guest anyway, you The master’s family didn’t even plan to order anything to eat.”

"I only have a few things here, and now you have even removed my bed board to use as firewood. Why are you complaining? Speaking of which, boy, you can catch so many fish by the way by swimming. I can listen to There are guinea fowls crowing on the nearby mountain, boy, do you want to eat chicken?" Gellert Grindelwald half leaned against the corner of the wall with a very lazy expression, where there was a faint ray of sunlight shining through the cracks in the stone wall, It hit him right in the face.He raised his eyebrows and said in a brisk tone that didn't match his age, as if it wasn't him who was in prison.

"You don't even have a door lock in this broken tower. If you want to eat it, you can hit it yourself!" Weiss pointed to the door angrily and said, "The magic circles that trap you are still driven by your own magic power. You You are more unwilling to go out than Voldemort, do all of you who are Dark Lords have this bad problem?"

"I'm in jail! Do you understand that I'm in jail?" Gellert Grindelwald remained motionless in a half-lying position: "Be more scorched."

"You're almost toothless." Weiss responded with a big white eye.

"It smells good." Gellert Grindelwald stretched his arms and waved them.

...two 10 minutes later...

"You can eat more than I imagined, old man..." Weiss looked at Gellert Grindelwald with twitching corners of his eyes. There were at least 6 wooden sticks for grilling fish beside him, and Weiss was in a state of depression. Just got two.

"I'm getting old, I can't do it anymore." Gellert Grindelwald picked his teeth with a fishbone, his tone full of sighs: "There were at least 12 hairy fish that were as long as this before..."

"You only have a few teeth, do you still need to pick them?" Weiss watched Gellert Grindelwald's movements, and the corners of his eyes twitched even more: "If you don't want to clean up the residue, just say it."

"I have a suggestion for you, don't look around here, go out and catch me a guinea fowl. All the flow of magic power in this tower is blocked, you can't get in, you can't get out..." Gellert Grindel Wo stared at Weiss' arm pointedly: "Well, just like that old fellow Nicolas May said, seeing your dazed appearance is indeed a good show to digest after a meal..."

"...Dear Mr. Grindelwald, you have been knocked down from the altar of a generation of Dark Lords, and even after your wand was disarmed, you have not been beaten to death by virtue of your mouth. What a world! It's so kind." Weiss slapped his forehead, and quickly walked out of the tower with a helpless expression.

...three 10 minutes later...

"How did you do it when you don't even have a magic wand? The grilled fish just now makes sense, after all, it's light..." Weiss looked at the half of the chicken in his hand that was only too late to snatch, a little puzzled: "No Casting spells with staffs should not be able to achieve this kind of power at all."

"The taste is too bland, you have to take into account the degraded sense of taste of the elderly..." Gellert Grindelwald didn't reply, he shook his head at Weiss in disgust with the movement of nibbling on the roast chicken in his hand.

"Old man, do it again..." Weiss put the small half of the chicken back on the fire, sprinkled a pinch of salt, and stared in Gellert Grindelwald's direction with piercing eyes.

"Hey, Albus, you're here! This brat has been waiting for you for a long time!" Gellert Grindelwald's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his arms and waved in the direction behind Wes.

"Huh? Who's there?" Weiss was attracted by Gellert Grindelwald's voice, and looked back subconsciously. The moment he turned his head, he realized something was wrong. He quickly turned his head back, but it was still too late. The half chicken roasting on the fire has appeared in the hands of the old man.

"It's so salty, you have to consider that the elderly can't eat too much salt..." Gellert Grindelwald said happily, and then took a big bite.

...four 10 minutes later...

When Dumbledore set foot on this vast expanse of mountains by ferry, the first thing he saw was the dark and dilapidated tower.

At the second glance, his long white eyebrows twitched fiercely.

"Little Weiss, can I ask you what it's like to catch a rabbit here?" Dumbledore lowered his head and asked the boy who rolled to his feet from the hillside, and he was holding a rabbit tightly in his hand. : "I heard Tom gave you a lot of Galleons..."

"Hey! Professor! Although you lost an arm, you are still in good spirits!" Weiss lay on the ground and greeted with his head raised.

"Then, can you tell me why you didn't target me as we agreed at the time?" Dumbledore looked down at his empty sleeves, his expression still very indifferent.

"You can't blame me. At that moment, my stomach hurt, and when I twitched, I crooked." Weiss spread his hands while maintaining a supine posture, with a look of regret.

"Maybe it's distressing, after all, she was lying on the ground miserable at that time." Dumbledore smiled narrowly and winked at Wes.

"Okay, let's change the subject. I remember telling you and Sirius, don't show mercy, just destroy them all, leaving only the 'king' and the 'pawn'? I have locked the 'door', how can one Didn't kill them? According to Voldemort's suspicious character, he has arranged everything properly, and then he will take at least 3 hours to start his actions. In 3 hours, he can strangle them one by one with a rope, right?" Weiss waved his hands and frowned. asked with a frown.

"Because they lost and were disarmed." Dumbledore showed a wry smile on his face, "And the Ministry of Magic came sooner than expected, we can't stand in front of them..."

"... Treat the prisoners well, right? This was considered at the beginning of the war?" Weiss sighed deeply and stared at Dumbledore's empty sleeves: "All the plans we made were only completed in the end. : I'm sure Voldemort can't hurt Harry...for this reason, I put your arm on it, and by the way, put Neville, Ginny and the others in deep danger."

"It can only be said that you are merciful, or that Poppy's healing magic is so good that they recovered too quickly." Dumbledore also looked cautious when talking about several young wizards: "Fortunately, not all All the children went with Harry to the Ministry of Magic."

"The original plan was to let the three of them go, so I just let them go." Weiss curled his lips and got up straight: "I really didn't expect Neville, that punch It's pretty heavy."

"Fortunately, little Hermione didn't hear your words, otherwise she would be very sad."

"So don't tell her."

"The truth will always be revealed..."

"Don't sigh when you are old. It is a day to be able to hide it. Besides, even if she goes, she will not be in danger at that time. I confronted Voldemort head-on a few months before the plan started. Even that A group of crazy guys will have concerns..."

"Are you really not a little worried?"

"Didn't I send a red box?"

"...Speaking of which, why did you catch this rabbit?"

"Oh! Yes! Rabbit! I will roast it for the old man inside later. I must find out how the old man casts spells without a stick this time!"

"..."

…tower…

"Yo, Albus, you come... eh? Where's your arm? Who did it? The so-called Dark Lord?"

"Ah, this, it's an accident."

"Well, let me prove that it was an accident, I was not careful..."

"Smelly brat! Have you figured out how to die!"

"Old man! Don't be excited! Don't be excited! It was an accident! Think about your body! Don't throw the magic spell! Don't throw the black magic! Professor! Persuade! Quickly persuade!"

"Hehehe..."

　I actually have a book list?

　　By the way, who is so kind to order 'b' for me?
　　I ordered 'q' myself...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)