Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In this way, as a wizard, you only need to accumulate strength in the struggle of Muggles, and wait until the Muggles are split to the extreme, showing their fangs, and killing all Muggles in one go.

This is really for the higher good!

Voldemort, at best, was just a speculator. With Grindelwald's eyes, he could see through the reality of this guy who called himself the Dark Lord at a glance.

For such a low-end guy, I doubt him again and again, tell me, is there any need to associate with such a person?

"Huh? Why hasn't the greatest white wizard of our time left? Do you want me, a prisoner of Nurmengard, to cook for you?"

Looking at Grindelwald, who has become more and more casual since he was imprisoned, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head slightly.

"of course not"

"Then what are you still doing here? Are you planning to continue to investigate my entanglement with this 'Lord Dark Lord'? Or are you planning to taunt and ridicule your former defeated general?"

"neither"

"Then what are you still doing here?"

Hearing Grindelwald's merciless tone, Dumbledore lowered his head and smiled, took out a pocket from the pocket of his wizard robe, and placed it between the two of them.

"Just, I want to invite you to taste your favorite pile of cockroaches."

Facing this somewhat worn-out pocket and looking at the pile of fresh cockroaches in it, Grindelwald, who has always been good at words, was a little speechless.

Silently picked up a pile of cockroaches and put it in the mouth

Huh, it's still the original taste

Chapters 5 and [-] Nicole Flamel

Paris, France, a city known for its romance, we don't know exactly where it is romantic, and we dare not ask.

Dilapidated public facilities, graffiti everywhere, strong body odor, and old urine and urine left by homeless people in every corner

All kinds of things add an indescribable charm to this city known as the "fashion capital"

I can't complain that France's perfume is the most famous. What's missing?

It wasn't the first time Dumbledore came to this city, even when he was young, he lived in this city for quite a while.

But to be honest, no matter when he was young or now, he has always had no love for this city. If it weren't for an old friend living here, maybe he would never have thought of this city in his life.

That's right, the person he is looking for this time is none other than the maker and holder of the Philosopher's Stone, who has been in existence for six centuries, the greatest master of magic alchemy in history-Nicole May!

Dumbledore and Nicole May are old friends. He had a good friendship with Nicole May long before he fell out with Grindelwald.

Compared to Nicolas May's age of six hundred years, Dumbledore's age of less than a hundred years old is at best a kid.

But thanks to Dumbledore's outstanding talent in magic research, the two still broke the age limit and became a pair of sincere year-end friends!

During the period when Grindelwald was raging, Dumbledore was unable to personally stop Grindelwald's behavior because of the blood oath.

And in order to protect his 'elderly and weak' Wangnian friend, he also expended a lot of energy to build a strong fortress for this Wangnian friend.

And because both Nicolas and his wife love opera, the location of this fortress was built on the square in front of the Paris Opera House, among the crowds of people coming and going!

No one could have imagined that in this extremely noisy downtown area, there would be a master alchemist who had lived for more than six hundred years and would continue to live.

In the square, in Dumbledore's eyes, a three-storey, creamy white attic with a sense of the vicissitudes of the times was twisting around, avoiding the passing pedestrians.

The house had no Muggle Repelling Charm, but it did have a Fidelity Charm, which kept it out of people's minds.

Except for Dumbledore, the secret keeper of the Fidelity Curse, there is no other power that can find this house and the people in it!

Of course, if the people in the house come out, that's another story

Looking up at the empty house, and then at the crowded opera house not far away, he sighed, shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the opera house.

Needless to say, this old alchemist who loves opera, regardless of his frail body, ran to the opera house to join in the fun

Dumbledore is very familiar with his year-end friendship. For Nicolas May, he can make do with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Only opera, if he misses one game, he can remember it for 100 years.

When the opera Carmen premiered, he was unable to watch it because he was making the potion of longevity. Since then, every time he made the potion of longevity, he had to check the opera program list first, so as not to delay the business!

That's right, for Nicolas May, watching the opera is the real thing!

"Hello"

In front of the ticket window, Dumbledore bowed and poked his head over.

"Excuse me, what's today's play, besides, give me a ticket!"

"The new repertoire, Rock Mozart, is more popular with young people. Fourteen francs to 490 six francs. What seat do you want?"

Hearing the conductor's question, Dumbledore took five hundred francs out of his arms without thinking, and handed it to the conductor.

"Best seat, one, thank you"

The conductor looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, wondering in his heart, didn't he say that this show is loved by young people, why are all the old people here today

"Give you"

"Thank you!"

After receiving the ticket and change, he nodded politely to the conductor, concentrated his attention, and walked into the lively theater following the traces left by the magic

'You are jealous! '

'I'm jealous? '

On the stage, two well-dressed bitch actors, wearing fluffy dresses, one blue and one pink, are tearing their cute pussy to the accompaniment of music.

'Yeah you kept staring at him'

'At least I'm not playing with him! '

'I didn't either ah we just work together'

'No, you use him, he treats his feelings as sincerely as he treats his music, you don't'

The music sounded, and the two bitch girls satirized each other with the accompaniment of the music.

After you scold me, I will appear on the stage, and after sarcasm, I will help the other party to harmonize. It looks very playful and cute.

In the front row of the theater, an old man who couldn't tell how old he was, curled up in a seat that was very loose for him, focused on the stage, with an unconscious smile on his lips.

For him, if there is anything in his long life that makes it difficult for him to let go, apart from Peverel who has been with him for six centuries, there is only this scene of dreamlike opera