If a person is imprisoned in prison for more than fifty years, what can he do during such a long period of time
For others, Greenwald may not be clear yet; but for him, he has thought about everything he should think about and what he shouldn't think about, and he has thought about everything he is willing to think about and doesn't want to think about. Time is like the time on a stalactite. The water drops fall endlessly one by one, seemingly slowly, but they are actually passing away.
He is a wizard, and dark wizards are wizards as well. The only thing he could use to pass the time, apart from the wisps of memories from the past, was the vast sea of magical knowledge.
His magic was tightly imprisoned by Dumbledore's magic. Even if he was given a wand, he would not be able to produce even a certain amount of light. But at his level, just studying theoretical knowledge is enough for him to spend his life.
On the top of the dark and gloomy Nurmengard tower, he thought, thought, and thought again... taking stock of every curse he knew, tearing it apart and crushing it to analyze, summarize and interpret, in order to find a so-called The true meaning of.
From the huge number of curses, he found the similarities of some curses and incantations, and also summarized the meanings of certain syllables. He also used the trajectory of the wand to try to find the hidden patterns.
What if Gellert Greenwald is a genius wizard second only to Dumbledore? He spent a lot of time studying in Nurmengard, and in a matter of seconds, he even touched the traces of the rules before Dumbledore, who was busy with his mundane affairs.
However, his pursuit of the essence of magic was forever stalled in trying to confirm whether the rules existed.
He did not have Maka's chance and could not perceive the actual existence of magic power with his own spirit alone. In other words, before touching the rule runes, he was missing one of the most critical steps.
Grindelwald, who failed to truly discover the rule runes, finally turned to the path Dumbledore took after searching in various ways to no avail. In other words, he put aside his previous efforts and jumped from the study of material laws to the study of spiritual power.
I still remember that there is a ruins underground in the British Ministry of Magic that have existed since ancient times. Before the Ministry of Magic was established and it was still known as the "Wizards' Council", the ruins had always existed there.
Today, it is one of the rooms in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, and it is also the only room that has a powerful locking spell on it.
Inside, there is a mysterious and powerful force lingering.
For that power, Dumbledore called it "love". But Greenwald doesn't think so. He thinks it should be called "desire."
Facts have proven that even with the same goal and the same direction, different people will take completely different paths.
But I have to admit that Dumbledore could go faster and further than him.
"... I want to see what the meaning of life and death is; I also want to see if it is 'love' that maintains them."
This is what Dumbledore said when he finally went to Nurmengard to see him before his death.
Before leaving Nurmengard Tower, Grindelwald had not yet understood. But when he left there and learned about Dumbledore's death, he finally found a direction.
To be precise, it was Dumbledore's death that lit the way forward for him.
Naturally, Maka didn't know anything about this magical exploration process that lasted for more than fifty years. But when Greenwald asked him repeatedly "if he wanted to meet Dumbledore again," he had some guesses.
Since Dumbledore can go to that place that is only half a step away from death, then his old friend Gellert Greenwald, whose magical talent is almost the same as him, may be able to do the same.
"...What, Mr. Greenwald wants to take me with you?"
Facing Greenwald's inquiry, Maca did not show the slightest interest. Not to mention that he had already been there once under Dumbledore's guidance. Even if he hadn't been there, he didn't want to go at all.
That's not the place he should go, at least not now. He and Dumbledore are not walking on the same path, Dumbledore has already said this. Moreover, he knew very well how much he had.
"Don't you want to?" Greenwald smiled gently, like an ordinary kind old man, "Oh, maybe you don't necessarily know... Albus did not really 'die', on the contrary, He is at the forefront of what modern wizards have never set foot on!”
Having said this, he paused for a moment, with a look of longing on his face.
"McLean, you are a young wizard with enough wisdom. I have never seen anyone who can reach your level at such an age... Don't you want to follow me and Albus to take a peek? The true meaning of magic?”
The more he spoke, the more Voldemort became unable to calm down behind the ice coffin. Are you kidding, Dumbledore is not dead? And it's not just as simple as not dying. According to Greenwald, Dumbledore is even more powerful.
So what was Voldemort doing today? Come to die
The sane Voldemort...or in other words, the sane Tom Riddle is a smart man who knows how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. He understood this truth when he was just over ten years old.
That's why he suppressed his desires and behaved like a truly good student to gain the trust of professors and classmates.
That's why now, all he can think about is running away.
It's a pity that he can't run away!
Ever since Greenwald appeared just now, he had tried to break the barrier opened by Maka. But that was a cage constructed from the rune array carefully prepared by Maka.
Although the inability to move is a huge flaw, once it is opened, how can it be easily broken
At the moment, Voldemort could only stand. Even though he was full of anger and wariness, he could only stay there and chose the only option of "wait and see what happens".
To be honest, both Maka and Voldemort still don't know what Grindelwald is going to do. Even if he said he wanted to see Dumbledore, how should he go
Was he going to hit his head on the ice coffin
Maka shook her head secretly in her heart and put aside this ridiculous thought that passed by.
"I only know that I can't go there yet, and I can't go there now." He looked directly at Greenwald and said slowly, "Maybe I will go there in the future, but I have to go there on my own strength. I have to go there on my own." Otherwise, even if you go, I don’t think it makes much sense.”
"Child, you still don't understand." Greenwald sighed, "That's right. Even if you have a rare magical talent in the world, the life you have experienced is still too short..."
Maka can feel Greenwald's kindness. Although it is strange to say this, it is indeed a kind of kindness.
In fact, it can be seen from Greenwald's life experience that the previous generation of Dark Lord is not like Voldemort. He is not the kind of person who only values himself.
When he met those with dull talents, he was as dismissive of them as Voldemort, and was not even interested in using them as tools; but when he met capable and talented wizards, he would be like Deng Xiaoping. Bledo loves them all the same.
Old Lenny, the dark wizard from before, was one of the talents he favored back then.
In Greenwald's view, describing a young wizard like Maka simply cannot be described as one in a million to explain his unparalleled talent. It is no wonder that he has developed a love for talents.
"... Earlier, it was Albus who pointed out the way forward for me. Then, let me open up a correct path for you!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and waved his wand, and a blurry shadow gradually became clear in front of him. Although Maka didn't feel any hostility at all, when he took a closer look, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
When did Greenwald get such a thing
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Just before Maka was shocked, Harry and Ron had expressions of mourning on their faces. They have wandered around the cabin several times, but so far they have found nothing.
"...Harry, you should rest for a while! It's my turn." Ron said weakly as he got up from the floor.
Although they haven't given up yet, they have almost reached their limit. Fatigue, thirst and hunger came to them like waves one after another, which really made them unbearable.
But they didn't know where their perseverance came from. From the moment they really started to feel hungry and thirsty, they made a tacit agreement not to mention it.
They all know that once they start complaining, they may soon be unable to hold on.
However, even if they try not to think about it, the dryness between their lips and teeth and the burning in their stomachs are constantly stimulating their nerves, reminding them that they have not drank a drop of water for more than ten hours. I've had a bite of food.
"Harry..." After a while, Ron, who was rubbing against the wall, finally couldn't stand it anymore, "I'm really... so thirsty... I really want to drink some water and eat something... ah!"
As he was talking, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Although he was so weak that he even spoke slowly, this low cry was exceptionally clear.
"What's wrong? Did you find something... ah!"
Harry raised his head and was about to ask Ron if he had found a clue to leave. But when he raised his head, he exclaimed like Ron.
For no other reason than because they all saw the "clue to leave here", but this clue was not that big.
In fact, a huge picture frame was silently emerging on the wooden wall where they saw it. The picture frame seemed to be slowly protruding from the wall, gradually becoming clearer in their field of vision.