come to the world

Chapter 80 Muggle World
Grindelwald in the cell was basking in the sun leisurely, only when he heard the name Dumbledore, his ears moved slightly.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Wu Ming waved his hand without looking back, signaling Hermione to back away.

After Hermione took five or six steps back, Wu Ming pointed his finger at the iron door and said, "Blast it powerfully!"

boom.
The iron gate collapsed with a roar, billowing with dust and smoke.

Wu Ming and Hermione stepped into the cell, stood in front of Grindelwald's bed, and looked at the Dark Lord who turned his back on him.

"Dumbledore asked you to come?" Lying on the bed, Grindelwald turned his head slightly, his tone neither soft nor light.

Wu Ming looked at this generation of Dark Lords, and found that Grindelwald seemed to be in good spirits, but his silver hair and thin face were silently telling the ruthlessness of the years.

Grindelwald was defeated in 1945 and was subsequently imprisoned.

It is now February 1992, and 2 years have passed, nearly one Jiazi's time.Even if wizards live longer than ordinary people, Grindelwald is also a person of the same age as Dumbledore. I really don't know if he will be able to see the demeanor of this former legend if he comes a few years later.

"Seeing that you are in good spirits, we are relieved. To be honest with you, the professor is in trouble, and I want you to go out and help him!" Wu Ming took out Dumbledore's letter, and handed it to the other party while speaking, Signal Grindelwald to see for himself.

Grindelwald took the letter, and at first he didn't care about it, but his expression became more solemn as he got to the back, and his snow-white eyebrows were tightly frowned.

After a while, Grindelwald folded the letter, put it in the pocket of his clothes, and said: "Give me a wand, you continue to look for Nicole Flamel, and I will go to Hogwarts by myself."

"Only relying on a letter, you don't have any doubts, don't you have any doubts?" Wu Ming was a little surprised. He thought he was going to persuade the other party to agree, but he didn't expect Grindelwald to have no doubts at all.

Hearing Wu Ming's question, Grindelwald got up and stretched, slowly moved his body, and asked back: "What do you think I should doubt, doubt Dumbledore? No, I might doubt myself, But never doubt Dumbledore, you don't understand our friendship!"

Good friends for a lifetime, the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald has withstood the test of time.

It was just a simple letter, and Grindelwald chose to believe it without hesitation, which made Wu Ming feel that he believed in love again.

"Give me the wand, and you can leave." Grindelwald didn't know what Wu Ming was thinking at this moment, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

Wu Ming nodded slightly. Dumbledore had prepared Grindelwald's wand long ago, and it was always on Hermione's body.

Hermione took two steps forward and put the prepared wand in Grindelwald's hand.

Grindelwald stroked the body of the wand, as if reminiscing about something, and whispered: "Red pine wood, phoenix feathers, this is Dumbledore's wand when he was young, I remember it, and it remembers me."

"Refreshed!"

Grindelwald held his wand and swept across the room quickly, making the whole room look like a new life.

Obviously, this wand of Dumbledore's early years has no restrictions in the hands of Grindelwald, and it is happily mastered by Grindelwald.

"What happened, I heard an explosion!"

"Come with me quickly, let's go up and have a look."

Accompanied by a burst of noise, the guards guarding the prison climbed to the top floor one after another.

The next second, many guards looked up at the cell, and Grindelwald, who was holding a wand, was smiling slightly at everyone.

Goo.
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and under Grindelwald's smile, the guards bowed their heads and retreated one by one, with no intention of rushing forward at all.

You know, the guards guarding Nurmengard Prison grew up listening to Grindelwald's stories.

Now seeing the legendary Dark Lord holding a magic wand to announce his return, all those who don't want to die will be ignored.

"I need to go out to do something, thank you for taking care of me over the years." Grindelwald described the detention as care, which indicates that the Dark Lord still has a sense of humor.

The next moment, Grindelwald nodded to Wu Ming and the two, and his whole body turned into a cloud of black smoke, and rushed out of the window in an instant.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy, let's go, we should leave too!"

Seeing that Grindelwald was gone, Wu Ming stretched out his hand to Hermione, and also activated Apparation and disappeared quickly.

Seeing the three of them leave one by one, the guards were relieved, and there was a look of joy in each other's eyes.

"Guys, Grindelwald left, should we report it?"

"Report what, does it appear that we are incompetent? Don't be kidding, he can leave if he wants to. After 60 years, who cares about this."

"Yes, if the few of us don't talk about it, just pretend that this incident never happened, otherwise this year's bonus will be completely lost."

Amidst the whispered discussions, Nurmengard Prison returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Whoosh.
Outside Nurmengard Prison, the space distorted slightly, and Wu Ming and Hermione appeared here.

Among them, Wu Ming looked back at the prison behind him, took Hermione's slender fingers, and said, "After Grindelwald, I'm looking for Nicole Flamel. Hold my hand, let's go to Devon, France, Find that old man."

Whoosh.
The figure distorted again, and two magicians, one big and one small, headed towards the territory of France.

France, the country of romanticism, the birthplace of alchemy.

According to legend, the first proven alchemist was Nicole Flamel in the early 13th century.

To this day, the magic world in France is still pursuing the legend of Nicole Flamel.The only regret is that a master like Nicole Flamel never appeared again.

France, Devon, Muggle world.

"The socialist giant has fallen, the power of capital is recovering, God bless France!"

"God bless France, long live the Gallic chicken!"

In the Muggle world, it was the eventful autumn of 1992, and it was also an ideal sanctuary for many urban travelers.

Wu Ming and Hermione were walking on the street, listening to the noisy crowd and slogans, both of them had playful eyes.

"Uncle, what would you do if we were not magicians but ordinary people transmigrated here?" Sensing the atmosphere of this era, Hermione snuggled up to Wu Ming, hugging his arm tightly, intimately His appearance caused passers-by to turn their heads one after another.

Wu Ming glanced at Hermione's happy face, shook his head and didn't care, and said with a smile: "What else can we do, if we are ordinary people, of course it is to speculate in stocks and buy houses. Then invest in companies like Google or Ali , and become a comfortable billionaire."

"I really didn't pursue it." Hermione pouted, despising Wu Ming's idea of ​​being rich and safe.

Wu Ming looked at Hermione strangely, rubbed the little girl's head, and asked, "Then tell me, what should we do?"

"Of course it is to establish the greatest family in history and be a behind-the-scenes man who promotes the world!"

Hermione blinked her eyes, shook Wu Ming's arm, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, if we are not magicians, this is not the world of Harry Potter. We two prophets who are familiar with history together are simply An invincible combination. Maybe countless years later, our descendants."

"Stop."

Listening to Hermione talking further and further away, after a while, the descendants all came out.

Wu Ming couldn't help stretching out his hand, nodded Hermione's small nose, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about all day long, first, we are magicians. Second, this is the world of Harry Potter. Third , you are only 12 years old this year, I am already 36, it is no problem to be your father! So, forget your unhealthy thoughts, you are still a minor!"

While Wu Ming was talking, he noticed a slight light on his arm. He turned his head to look at Hermione, and found that the little girl was looking at him upright, with a look of displeasure on her face.

(End of this chapter)