This Hogwarts is not normal

Nurmengard,

Two centenarians are playing gwent.

Although just in contact, Grindelwald and Dumbledore are already on par.

Gwent pays attention to layout and strategy, and they are the best of the best.

Dumbledore played the Dumbledore card, and Grindelwald played the Grindelwald card.

Not surprisingly, both sides have the same strength value, which is another tie.

"Gellert, the real prophecy is really scary." Dumbledore put away the Gwent card on the table.

While shuffling the cards, he looked at the full moon hanging high in the night sky outside the window,

"You said if I chose to intervene just now, would it change the future?"

"Albus, you know the answer very well." Grindelwald caught the Gwent cards that had been automatically shuffled in mid-air,

"Prophecy is different from foretelling. Although it has only one clear result, the doomed future cannot be changed."

The sadness in Dumbledore's eyes disappeared little by little, "It's like time magic can't change the past?"

"Yes." Grindelwald put the card on his right hand, "But we can change the process to make the future a little better."

Dumbledore, who was shuffling the cards, paused.

He stared into Grindelwald's frank eyes, then continued to shuffle the cards.

The speed is the same as before, but the eyes become more complicated.

The real prophecy must happen, and no matter how much you try to escape it, it will be futile.

There are many monsters that can be called terrifying, and the dementors entrenched in the Scottish Highlands are just one of them.

Tonight is a full moon night, and there is a great possibility of werewolves.

But those who settled in the Forbidden Forest were able to maintain a certain degree of sanity after transformation.

With a "snap", Dumbledore slammed the card on the table again.

It's not too late to rush back now, but Grindelwald will obviously prevent him from leaving.

"Alas—" he sighed faintly, "Gellert, did you see something through foreknowledge?"

Grindelwald drew out 10 Gwent cards and played the first one with a playful expression.

The card transforms into Vincent wearing a Hogwarts uniform with a wand in his left hand and a gun blade in his right.

"I don't know the content of the prophecy, but I foresee that he will be in danger tonight."

"Life is in danger?"

"Correct."

Dumbledore was silent, and moved the deck to the right.

He doesn't need him to guarantee the safety of his apprentices, it seems that he really puts everything in the future.

"Gellert, you really have changed."

Grindelwald played a second card, "You have changed too, Albus.

Didn't you say you hated divination classes?Why do you start to believe in prophecy now? "

Hogwarts Castle appeared behind Vincent's card.

"I have to believe it, Gellert."

"Albus, paying too much attention to prophecy will not lead to good results."

Dumbledore smiled self-deprecatingly, "If I could have stopped you earlier, would everything have been different?"

Grindelwald shook his head slightly, "Don't blame yourself, you don't actually need to carry those shackles."

"Yes, Vincent once said that too."

The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

Grindelwald played the third card, "Albus, it's good to stay away from power disputes, but there are always people chasing after them."

The smile on Dumbledore's face faded away, "I don't care about them, as long as they don't take me out of the Chocolate Frog... and the Gwent card."

In the west tower of the Hogwarts castle card, a chubby owl appeared.

Then the second one, the third one.

Grindelwald motioned him to look at the card table.

I've been chatting all the time, but I didn't notice the opening of Tianhu.

Dumbledore glanced at the cards in his hand, with a fooled expression on his face,

"Gellert, it seems that you have grasped the essence of the Gwent card."

He didn't even say that he gave up the round. Is it really good to make up your own mind?

Grindelwald shook his hand, "You know my character, no matter what I do, I will do my best."

Dumbledore was completely speechless.

I haven't seen it for decades, and the routines that should be there are still indispensable.

No matter how he tried to remedy it, Grindelwald won this round after all.

Won in every sense of the word.

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forbidden forest,

A dozen werewolves went down the mountain and quickly came to the companions who were bound by chains.

Their eyes are not blood red, but orange, which represents sanity.

And they were led by a werewolf who was nearly three meters tall and as strong as a bear.

"Wow——" he howled, squatting down as if expressing doubts.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached for the chains that bound him.

Seeing this, the werewolf standing behind him broke the chain like the leader.

Compared with his companions, the werewolf with blood-red eyes was as thin as skin and bones.

After untying the shackles, he quickly stood opposite the werewolf leader, "Oh!"

This is a threatening growl that is only issued when encountering an enemy.

Out of animal instinct, he subconsciously backed away, as if he was wary of his companion on the opposite side.

With blood-red eyes a sign of madness, the werewolf leader is hunched over, trying to express as much kindness as possible.

"Oh!" The other party obviously couldn't communicate well.

Losing your mind does not mean becoming a fool, let alone when the number and size are not dominant.

Seeing that they hadn't come, the werewolf with blood-red eyes took the opportunity to run in the direction where the two little wizards left.

The werewolf leader howled and chased after him with his companions.

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A cluster of bright lights was moving beside a bush not far away, and inside were Vincent and Hermione passing by.

Vincent's physical strength has recovered a little, and he can barely move around.

Hermione still supported him, frowning in pain from time to time.

The ankle joint is reset, but the pain will not disappear completely.

Vincent wanted to say something several times, but every time he saw the stubbornness on her face, he chose to give up.

He gave up persuasion, but he had not given up hope.

"Look over there!" Hermione excitedly pointed her wand to the front right.

There is a narrow cave in the distance, the size is very small, it should not be the lair of the giant spider.

Things were improving and they finally found a place of safety.

"Crackling——" the sound of intensive and rapid running came from behind.

Here they come, and the werewolves are finally here.

"Come on!"

Hope is not broken yet, they may not be able to arrive first.

Just go faster, and go faster.

"Hmm—" Hermione suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left ankle that was far worse than before, and she staggered and almost fell.

Vincent put his arms around her shoulders in time, "Don't hold on, now it's me—"

"Aww——" The loud howling made the faces of the two of them change suddenly.

Looking back, I could see a familiar tall and thin figure, and several taller and stronger figures.

There is still some distance from the cave. If they are not lucky enough to be caught up, they may...

Vincent and Hermione stopped in a tacit understanding, and spoke almost at the same time:

"you go first!"

"you go first!"

One didn't recover much strength, and the other didn't fully heal her ankle.

Abandon each other and go first?

The two looked at each other, and both got answers from each other's eyes.

Since we came together, we have to go back together.

Vincent raised his wand high, "The suitcase is coming!"

After successfully casting the Flying Curse, he once again felt the sense of being hollowed out.

Hermione held him tight, even though the pain in her ankle made her face turn pale.

Stop running, stop hiding.

They decided to fight the werewolf.

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