"Draco!" With a bang, the iron door whose guarding magic had been cracked was overturned to the ground like paper, and a thick layer of dust was splashed on the ground, disturbing people's sight .
After hearing the noise inside, Fu Rong rushed in immediately, shouting anxiously.
Then she barely saw through the dust, and the two seemed to be in a confrontation at this time.
"Is there any help?" Grindelwald's cloudy eyes flashed a ray of cruel light, he raised his arm, and a new magic was brewing.
"Luminescent flashes." Fleur raised her wand and cast the spell faster than Grindelwald.
The short and sharp light filled the whole room, as if a flare had been thrown into it, causing Grindelwald to close his eyes subconsciously, and the magic in his hands stopped immediately.
People will subconsciously close their eyes when they are in the dark for a long time and are exposed to sharp light.
But Malfoy did not take this opportunity to subdue Grindelwald, but quietly waited for him to regroup.
"Hiss..." Perhaps because of the pain, the old man let out a long breath and accepted his failure.
They all regained their sight.
"Are you okay? Draco." Fleur leaned over and asked with concern.
"It's okay." Malfoy shook his head, then continued to focus on the old man in front of him.
Grindelwald looked at the two of them carefully, and after an unknown period of time, his vigilance finally relaxed, and the muscles on his face relaxed, perhaps resigned to his fate.
"Come on, convince me." The old man's deep and hoarse voice sounded, and his words actually accepted it on behalf of him.
But Malfoy didn't do anything new.
Grindelwald's sudden change made Malfoy doubtful. Why did the previous demon king, who was still struggling just now, ready to fight to the death, suddenly be willing to compromise? He didn't believe that he was really convinced.
He also looked at the old man cautiously, thinking about what made him change his mind.
He began to think about everything that happened just now, and figured out the real reason why Grindelwald changed his mind.
This change is so abrupt.
"What's wrong?" Fleur whispered in Malfoy's ear, and she didn't know why he stopped.
The girl's ethereal and melodious voice seemed to be a key to unlock it. With a sound of "Gada", the solid lock was opened, and the reason hidden in the box was clarified.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he finally figured it out.
"Old bee, this is really ridiculous." Malfoy slandered Dumbledore in his heart.
Only now did he know why Dumbledore took the trouble to ask him to bring Fleur.
The goal of the two is too big. Although the girl's strength is not weak, it can't be regarded as a big help. It almost doesn't contribute at all to the whole journey.
But at the last level, it played a decisive role.
Malfoy needs a female companion, who will keep Grindelwald from feeling "jealous".
The change in Grindelwald's attitude started when the girl entered the door. Fleur's concern and approach just now may be the source of water for Grindelwald to extinguish the fire of "jealousy".
He finally understood what the complex emotions in Grindelwald's eyes were just now.
Thinking of what he might have been misunderstood, Malfoy's eyebrows twitched quickly.
The old man took great pains to be afraid that his old man would be jealous.
"He said that after you have seen this thing, you will agree to his request." Malfoy did not delay or hesitate anymore, let go of the envelope in his hand, and threw it at Grindelwald.
The brown envelope dissolved in the air and dissipated, leaving only the letter made of parchment.
"Is he that confident?" Grindelwald took the parchment with disdain at this time, and looked at it.
The look of disdain faded away.
After that, his expression changed, with joy, guilt, and anger flashing in him one by one.
"Interesting." The old man murmured.
"This is a contract using ancient magic. It has a more terrifying effect than an unbreakable oath. Not only must both people agree with the contract, but also the blood of the two parties who made the contract must be used as a medium to establish it. After death, the soul must abide by the restrictions of the above contract." Grindelwald's lips moved.
I don't know if I was talking to myself, or deliberately explaining to the two of them.
There was some faint blood red on it. If it was true as he said, it might be Dumbledore's blood.
Finally, Grindelwald's face regained its calm, and then the thin and almost withered palm immediately resolutely hit a sharp burr on the wall, and pulled out a long and narrow opening.
His actions showed that he accepted.
The dull red blood continuously flowed out from the wound, dripping onto the roll of parchment, like a bottomless pit, eating away at his blood.
The dazzling light flickered crazily above the parchment, almost illuminating the entire dim room.
"Back to the original!" The old man's voice sounded.
The wound on Grindelwald's hand healed, but his already weak face was even paler now.
Even without a wand, this little charm was a breeze for him.
"This is the potion prepared for you." Seeing the completion of the contract, Malfoy waved his wand, and a transparent glass bottle slowly stopped in front of Grindelwald in midair.
Presented by Severus Snape.
"And your wand." A long and narrow wooden box engraved with black patterns fluttered down at Grindelwald's feet.
Grindelwald raised his head without hesitation, and drank the potion in one gulp. The wand seemed to sense its long-lost owner's call, and it flew into his palm with a "swish". "
"The potion brewing technique is good." He said approvingly, feeling an active, long-lost, vitality-filled force spreading from all parts of his body, and his old and almost decayed body gradually regained its vitality.
"You can go." Grindelwald sighed, raised his staff and looked around, this cramped, dark cell that took away his freedom for decades, he was about to leave after all.
"Draco?" Fleur asked in a low voice, and passed her questioning eyes.
"Let's go first." Malfoy nodded slightly. "The Aurora from the German Ministry of Magic will be here shortly."
"Let me take you one more way." Grindelwald sighed again, waved his wand, and the bricks and stones on the top of the tower began to disintegrate, separate, and then reassembled piece by piece, and a set of wide stone steps came from this prison. , down to the base of the tower.
Everything is easy.
"Do you still want to get in the rain here?" Grindelwald said lightly, his voice was no longer hoarse, and became much thicker.
The ceiling was used as a material for the stairs, and now the three were exposed to the intense storm.
"Then let's go one step ahead." Malfoy nodded, and followed the stairs, leaving quickly with Fleur.
They also have to find a way to escape the tracking of the German Ministry of Magic.
With a sound of "Boom!", terrifying lightning and thunder flashed through the dark clouds one after another. Naturally, at this time, his power and terror were displayed, and densely packed light blue electric snakes twisted their own bodies in the black clouds. Body, powerful voltage is gathered at the top of this tower at this moment.
Countless electric snakes gathered into an unusually thick electric awn, as if being pulled by an invisible guiding force, it shot towards the top of the tower like a lightning bolt.
The spire was hit, and the hard building was completely shattered in an instant. The solid stones were so small under the power of the lightning, and the extremely dazzling lightning instantly illuminated the entire island, like daytime.
"Regaining freedom? Outside of this cage, where is there not a new shackle?" Grindelwald stood among the ruins, took a deep breath of the long-lost fresh and moist air, and jumped from the top of the tower without hesitation. Then, it fell vertically close to the face of the tower, the sound of the wind and the sound of the rain whistled together, the height of the black tower was daunting, but the wizard didn't care, and laughed wildly, as if he was cheering for his regained freedom.