Reborn at Hogwarts

The mountains at the far end are covered with a layer of light white, the sky is light blue, and a few clouds that connect with the peaks are dotted on it. In the early morning, the hazy sun is half-hidden behind the clouds. If you look carefully Looking at it, you can see a shallow crescent moon hanging on the higher sky.

Ivan stretched out on the open space in front of the castle, and took a deep breath of the extraordinarily fresh air in the mountains and forests in the morning. The coolness penetrated into his lungs, making the boy feel a little confused because he just woke up. The brain became much clearer.

After expressing to Grindelwald his desire to "learn incarnation" last night, the old man didn't persuade him any more, but asked Ivan to find a room to rest and start training early tomorrow morning, trying to finish his studies as soon as possible and leave here .

Ivan found Frodo in a room on the third floor of the castle, which had already been transformed into a seemingly simple but well-equipped kitchen, with a bed used for resting in the corner.

The house elf still had a vivid memory of Ivan's painful appearance when he left from his memory. Seeing the little master come to the kitchen at this time, he felt a little excited and blamed himself. Although Ivan was not in the mood, he still comforted him a few words, and then led by the weeping Frodo to another room on the top floor of the castle. The elf brought a quilt from nowhere and helped Ivan After Wan made the bed, he left with his head drooping.

Looking listless.

This cell is much better than the one in Grindelwald. Although it is still decorated in a "barren" style, at least there is a window with enough sunlight to shine into the room. Ivan lay on the bed, staring at the crescent moon surrounded by stars in the night sky, recalling the scene he saw in Frodo's memory in his mind, and the sleepiness that had just surged up disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Until now, he still has some doubts about the authenticity of this memory, and doubts whether the picture presented in front of his eyes has been tampered with by others.

However, he couldn't help but not believe the words spoken from the mouth of the black-clothed man, and the scenes that appeared like "dreams within dreams" following the words.

Then what needs to be done next is to calm down and think about how to deal with it...

"Ivan!"

Just then, a loud cry pulled Ivan out of his memory.

The boy looked up to where the sound came from. On the top floor of Nurmengard Castle, Grindelwald was standing by the window, holding a wand in his hand.

That was his wand, but it had been "requisitioned" by Grindelwald last night.

"Do you want to start now, teacher?" Ivan also responded loudly.

"You don't need to call me teacher." Grindelwald said, "For me, this is just a job. After you learn the incarnation technique, we will never meet again."

That's not necessarily the case... Ivan muttered in his heart, and then shouted loudly: "Why don't you come down?"

"I can't leave Nurmengard, that's my promise to ... Dumbledore," Grindelwald replied, "It's fine to speak here—loudly."

The old man tapped his lips with his wand.

"I've always believed that if you want to fully and thoroughly master a magic, then understanding its principles is an essential step." He said lightly, his mouth slightly opened and closed, but his voice came through very clearly "Since you have met Paracelsus and learned the incarnation technique, please tell me, Ivan, how much do you know about this magic?"

"This is a magic that allows the magic power in the body to operate in a specific way, thereby greatly enhancing the perception, guiding the external 'elements' to resonate with the body, and finally completely assimilating with the 'elements'." Ivan replied.

This is the conclusion he came to after reading the letters of Paracelsus many times and trying it himself.

Grindelwald nodded slightly, his expression didn't change, and he couldn't tell if he was satisfied with the answer.

"What do you know about the 'Underworld'...?"

He suddenly asked such a sentence.

Underworld?

Ivan looked at Grindelwald in a daze.

This was the first time he heard this word after he came to this world.

If Grindelwald was referring to the underworld in the East in his previous life, then he could have a good talk with him.

It's a pity that he doesn't know anything about the "underworld" of this world at all. If he had to say one thing, then after getting the resurrection stone, the place where Harry Potter talked to Dumbledore is the place in Ivan's heart. Hades.

But before he could speak, Grindelwald had already seen his confusion, and continued speaking on his own.

"Then, let me change the question—have you heard the story of the three brothers?"

"Are you referring to the 'Legend of the Three Brothers' in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet"?" Ivan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the old man might mention the Deathly Hallows, he immediately pretended to be ignorant look.

"A long time ago, there were three young people who were blood brothers. One day, the three brothers encountered a rushing river when they were on their way. They cast a powerful magic and built a bridge over the river. They were able to cross the river smoothly.

"When they got to the middle of the river, the god of death appeared. The god of death was angry that the three brothers fooled him with magic and saved him from falling into the river and drowning. However, the cunning god of death didn't show it. One wish per person.

"In order to be invincible, the aggressive boss asked death for the most powerful wand in the world; the arrogant second asked death for a stone that could bring the dead back to life.

"And the smart and humble third child, he doesn't believe in the good intentions of the god of death, and asks the god of death to hand over his invisibility cloak so that he can not be restrained by the god of death."

Having said that, Grindelwald paused.

"I think you know their respective endings."

Ivan nodded.

"The eldest was killed because he showed off the power of his wand; the second committed suicide because he longed for the return of the dead; only the third lived his life safely with the cloak of invisibility, and took off the cloak when he was old. It was passed on to one's own children, and finally left contentedly with death," he said.

Grindelwald smiled with satisfaction.

He raised Ivan's wand and tapped it in mid-air.

A weird figure like a triangular eye appeared out of thin air, with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil.

"The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak." Grindelwald said softly, "Together—they are the Deathly Hallows. Their owners will have the power to defeat Death."

"Deathly Hallows...but does this have anything to do with incarnation and the underworld?" Looking at Grindelwald's obsessive gaze at the Deathly Hallows logo, Ivan had to interrupt him.

He instinctively felt that this was not a good thing.

"Of course it has something to do with it." Grindelwald waved his wand lightly, and the symbol of the Deathly Hallows turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated. "Incarnation actually originated from the Philosopher's Stone."

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