The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Christmas 1992, Austria

Nurmengard Castle

Many people say that this is a prison cage built by Grindelwald to imprison his opponents when he came to power, but this statement is completely wrong.

This was once a castle with beautiful scenery. The design concept took into account both luxury and defense. It was the palace Grindelwald built for himself.

However, after the legendary duel in 1945, this luxurious palace became a cage locking him.

The utility room on the first floor of the castle was completely renovated, and a large number of alchemical devices were installed to maintain the stable operation of the protective array.The guest room area upstairs became a resting place for the guards. Only the observatory on the top floor was completely preserved, which was used to imprison the most dangerous dark wizard in the world.

The alchemical matrices inscribed on a large number of castle walls were completely destroyed to prevent Grindelwald from using any of the castle's original facilities to escape, and the guards stationed here were rotated every seven days to prevent the international wizards in Paris from decades ago. The tragedy of the prison was repeated decades later.

Grindelwald has been here for almost 50 years, and he has basically figured out the temperament of the guards who take turns every year.

Those American Oros hate themselves so much that they often deliberately put the rice bowl in his face when delivering food, or mix a little bit of rat droppings or sawdust in the rice - but since that incident in 1950 After it happened, they no longer dared to punch or kick themselves.

The British Oros behaved very well (there were a large number of former Order of the Phoenix personnel among them). Under the instructions of the principal of Hogwarts, although the Oros did not understand why they did so, they would try their best to satisfy themselves and not be too much. Excessive demands, such as eating something good at night or changing to a warmer bedding.

The French Oros are very indifferent to him (although there are some enthusiastic female Oros who always want to get close to him), but overall they are still very indifferent. I heard that this is the request of Vida's daughter to them.Grindelwald understood this. After all, Vader did like him back then, and his merciless rejection in the end also failed her expectations. It may be that rejection that makes her daughter still resent it to this day. .....

But it's not bad, at least there won't be any trouble with three meals a day, and daily life standards are strictly implemented in accordance with the rules and regulations formulated by the association that year.

As for those idiots, they are rude but friendly.They often bring him some food that is more appetizing, such as salmon or chili-pickled fatty meat (although these foods are indeed a bit too greasy for an elderly person), but these friendly guys will occasionally Sneak him a few bottles of hard liquor (vodka is also a pleasure without whiskey), and in the summer barrels of kvass will be brought to him.

However, last year Grindelwald heard a piece of bad news - the Soviet Ministry of Magic Internal Affairs disintegrated along with the secular regime and could no longer participate in the rotation. This made him lament for a long time.

But just two days ago, an Asian who claimed to be a representative of China came to him and told him that China had successfully taken over the rights of the Soviet Ministry of Magic Interior at the International Federation of Wizards and would take charge of Nurmengard next week. Caretaker job for one year.

Grindelwald still remembers the scene at that time. When he said jokingly to the person in charge of China, aren't you afraid that I will incite all your guards to rebel? When the person in charge of China heard this, he revealed his face. He looked like an old man on the subway looking at his phone in confusion.

This time, the Chinese personnel responsible for guarding were all transferred from the Merit Forest. The person in charge did not believe that Grindelwald's mouth could match those of the former compradors who were talking nonsense in the Merit Forest.

Just bear with it for two more days, Grindelwald said to himself in his heart.

After getting rid of all these disgusting American oros, I can eat authentic Chinese food.

Satisfied, he patted the new quilt that Scamander had just sent to him. Grindelwald lay on it comfortably, feeling the soft mattress.

Those Aurors would never dare to interfere in other aspects besides diet, because dietary problems can also be attributed to the unsatisfactory sanitary environment in the kitchen. You can use this as an excuse to shirk responsibility, but if you do anything else, it will be too obvious. If something happens, it will definitely be criticized by the person in charge.

The person in charge said that I still want to live for two more years, but if someone wants to commit suicide and imitate your predecessors in 1950, I will not stop him.

Translated: If you want to be hit by 7.62mm intermediate-power bullets, just say so.

Since that incident, the person in charge of every American Oro will renovate his room, and if there is any leakage, it will also be waterproofed.

Grindelwald lay comfortably on the bed, waiting for tonight's roast turkey.

Those American Oros will definitely add ingredients to the roasted turkey, so Grindelwald, who has been fighting wits with them for almost 50 years, chose to write a letter to his former enemy and asked him to airlift one directly to him. Here comes the freshly roasted turkey.

Grindelwald still believed in the craftsmanship of the elves at Hogwarts. Compared to the dishes at Hogwarts, Durmstrang's food was as bad as flying.

"Snapped"!

With a crisp sound, a golden red flame suddenly exploded in the open space of the room.

"Ah, here comes the turkey"!

Grindelwald slowly propped up the bed with his hands and sat up. It was really fast to use the Phoenix to deliver the express, but only Dumbledore had the capital to do all this.

"Merry Christmas, Gail."

An old man's voice suddenly sounded in the air. Dumbledore, wearing a white wizard's robe, slowly walked out of the twisted golden flames, holding a box that had been cast on a space extension spell.

"Ah, Dumbledore, we haven't seen each other for almost 50 years"...

Grindelwald's body froze. He thought Phoenix Fox just brought the steaming turkey, but he really didn't expect that Dumbledore would come to Nurmengard at this time to visit. he.

"I heard that you want to eat steaming roast turkey. I specially packed a lot of it from today's Hogwarts dinner. Do you want to try it now?"

Dumbledore waved the wand covered with ring-shaped scars in his hand, and the lid of the box popped open automatically, and the plates containing the delicious food flew to the table outside one by one.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me for? Don't tell me that your most respected student has done something wrong. I've already told you, Dumbledore. The only one who wants to solve everything Voldemort has raised. The method is to overthrow the current Ministry of Magic after killing Voldemort and establish a new Ministry of Magic that can truly allow wizards to walk in the sunshine openly."

Grindelwald snorted coldly, tore off the chicken thighs from the turkey with his hands, put them in his mouth and chewed them without any image.