Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

The plane landed at a sparsely populated secret base outside London.

According to Slughorn's request, Alexis grabbed his arm and apparated, leaving the narrow box and appearing in the Byron Hotel.

It was already morning, and the sky was already bright.

"Let's go back to Hogwarts to find Dumbledore. I have to go back to Nurmengard."

Alexis said.

Slughorn knew about his relationship with Grindelwald.

Slughorn did not object, nodded and left the Byron Hotel with Alexis.

The two were rushing to King's Cross Station when Fox suddenly appeared and dropped a letter into Alexis' arms.

Alexis secretly scolded Dumbledore for worrying so much. He opened the envelope and took out the letter. After reading the first line of the letter, he froze in place.

"what happened?"

Slughorn, who had already passed Alexis, walked back and asked.

Alexis stared at the letter in his hand in shock, his expression dull, his eyes dull, and everything around him seemed to have gone away from him.

"Hello? Alexis?"

The shaking of his body brought him back to his senses. He looked at the letter paper again in disbelief. Every letter on the letter paper told him: You are not dreaming, this is all true.

The blood drained from Alexis' face and turned pale.He gritted his teeth tightly, quickly put away the letter, and strode forward. Because he was walking too fast, he almost hit the trash can nearby. Fortunately, Slughorn had quick eyes and quick hands and reached out to help him. , saving him from the fate of falling into the garbage heap.

Alexis threw Slughorn away, took out a golden pocket watch from his arms, opened the cover, squeezed it hard, and a suction force came out of thin air, and it disappeared instantly.

"Hey!"

Slughorn subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed it all.

"What's going on here?"

He stood there blankly and muttered to himself.

…………

Nurmengard, in front of the central stone castle.

It was already dark when Alexis appeared.However, the weather in Nurmengard today was not good. The sky was covered with leaden gray clouds, and the entire sky was gray.

He stood outside the door and heard the sounds of quarrels coming from inside the stone castle.

Alexis' consciousness gradually returned, and he thought strangely: When did Nurmengarde have guests?

Then Alexis remembered Dumbledore's letter and realized that this place was no longer a restricted area.

When he walked up the stairs, the vague sounds became clear, and he could tell that they were indeed arguing, and one of them was Dumbledore.

"Now he's dead and you show up here! This is what we see!"

This voice is also very familiar.

Then came Dumbledore's voice. His voice seemed to have not been maintained. His voice was hoarse, his pitch was low, and his enunciation was somewhat unclear. As a result, Alexis could not hear what he was saying clearly, and could only roughly hear it. Dumbledore was speaking.

Dumbledore hadn't finished speaking - Alexis concluded from the gap between the familiar voice and Dumbledore's voice.Before he could finish speaking, the familiar voice sounded again.

"This is what he did 47 years ago! The respected Headmaster Albus Dumbledore! Huh?"

Valley</span>Dumbledore seemed to be in a hurry, and his speaking speed became so fast that Alexis could not hear clearly, and then heard the familiar voice interrupt again.

"We have always wanted to try out the prestigious Hogwarts Headmastership!"

Is this about to fight?

Alexis thought numbly, listening to the meaning of the familiar voice, it seemed that there were still a group of people preparing to hit Dumbledore?

Alexis didn't know why he was still in the mood to think about these things. Ever since he received the letter, something felt wrong with him. His whole person was numb, as if he had lost his senses, and he was separated from the whole world by a thick layer.

He walked up and stood in the doorway before a fight broke out between the two groups.

Everyone in the room stopped and turned to look.

Alexis had a dull face and no expression. His eyes started from the window and slowly wandered inward.

There were many people in the room, and there were a few familiar figures standing by the window. They were very young.

Alexis' eyes passed over them, and those who looked at him looked away, not daring to continue looking at each other.

Further inside, a few crooked stools and tables fell haphazardly on the ground. An old guy in disrepair even lost two legs. Alexis remembered that the stool was the first one made by Grindelwald. This finished product was saved from being thrown into the fire by Grindelwald and destroyed when he slept with it in his arms every day.

Further inside, there was Grindelwald's bed, but his bed was not as neat as ever. The bed boards were lifted, the quilts and pillows on the bed were randomly discarded on the ground, and the box under the bed was protected by several people in the center.

Alexis had long known that Grindelwald hid something under the bed, but he never knew what the old man was hiding.As a child, after reading "Treasure Island" and "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves", Alexis believed that Grindelwald had hidden the treasure map of the treasures they had plundered.

For this reason, he had been secretly "monitoring" Grindelwald's whereabouts for a long time, preparing to steal the treasure map and dig out the treasure.

Later, when he grew up, Alexis probably knew that it was not a treasure map, but probably something very important and commemorative to Grindelwald.

For example, the clothes he wetted...

In any case, Alexis would never have imagined that the things inside could allow Grindelwald to escape Nurmengard at any time...

Dumbledore stood in front of these people, and they formed a circle, vaguely opposing Dumbledore.

At their feet, the crooked horror movie set props and toys that Grindelwald had made for him were scattered on the ground, with all kinds of grotesque thighs, arms, heads and other parts mixed together.Even Grindelwald might not be able to put these parts together again.

Then there were a few books on his bedside. The books were open and scattered on the floor, with dirty shoe prints printed on the white paper.

Alexis looked at a familiar person for a moment, and finally turned to Dumbledore.

"Alex……"

Dumbledore looked tired, maybe sad, Alexis didn't know, he had lost the ability to distinguish now, but Dumbledore didn't look right.

Alexis nodded and took steps.

"Give way."

He stupidly pushed aside one young man, then another, and just squeezed into the crowd.

He didn't fight for anything, he just picked up the things no one wanted, patted the dust on them, and put them together.

"Alexis!" A familiar and old voice sounded. "Is this why you sent us to Egypt?"

Alexis raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. An old and familiar face came into view. It was old Morsi. There were several familiar people behind him. It was just strange that Alexis turned around. Looking towards the young man, he didn't find Bayer in the crowd.

"It has nothing to do with this."