The card draw starts in Azkaban

His meaning is very simple, you can solve your own problems, I will open the door for you, but I will never get involved in this matter.

"Thank you."

Dowey Jones shook hands with the wizard, and the other person's hand was warm.

The man stood up and seemed to be sending them out.

Aberforth stood aside and listened to their conversation in silence. It was not until the other party stood up that he shook off the heavy snow on his body and asked: "Then how can we enter Nurmengard?"

"No need to do anything, just walk in. Over the past half century, due to Grindelwald's good actions, the defense here has actually become almost lax. Even the curse, we don't know how to repair it.

Sometimes we all find it strange, how could wizards decades ago cast such a spell? Not to mention, the Magic Congress stopped allocating funds thirty years ago and is still stationed here, but we are more

Responsible, aha, you don’t believe it when you say it, right? Many new wizards have forgotten what kind of wizard Grindelwald is.

But fortunately, there are always people who can remember the horror of Grindelwald.

I am such a person. When Grindelwald traveled across Europe, I was an Auror who had just left school. I saw Grindelwald's curse with my own eyes. In France, no one could stop him. He even

There were several Aurors who wouldn't look at us,

We were all easily knocked to the ground by him. Fortunately, he didn't kill us - he would still be merciful to wizards occasionally. Maybe it was because he didn't bother to kill us. Beside him, there was a French witch. Her actions

Very fierce, none of us are her opponents...

Even if the tree falls and the hozen disperses, I'm sorry, I still encounter nightmares that catch me off guard occasionally.

In the dream, no matter what kind of magic I learned, I was still the little Auror who was defeated by Grindelwald. Even his eyes would not stop for a little guy like me...

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my problem, I said too much.

No one will stop you, but you have to be careful, because according to what you said, although we will not take any action against you, if someone comes, we will not join forces with you to fight against the enemy. No matter who dies,

I think we will all be very troubled..."

The man looked at the two people meaningfully, indicating that they could leave.

That's all his information, nothing more.

A picture appeared on the tip of his wand, telling the two people from the English Ministry of Magic where they could go. "I wish you good luck. From today on, we should not be able to patrol Nurmengard. If

If you're going to do something, you'd better hurry up.

The day after tomorrow, at this time the day after tomorrow, we will go on patrol. At that time, we will perform our duties. If we find you, whether it is a corpse or anything else, we will not ask us to do anything easy. I hope you will cooperate.

Be smart."

Dewey Jones nodded and shook hands with him: "I wish you good health."

"I also wish you good luck."

The man raised his hat and said, "Do you need us to give you some supplies? The agave here is good, hard currency."

"Give me a bottle."

Aberforth said abruptly, and the man curled his lips and tilted his head: "Very good, let's have a bottle."

A bottle of wine without a label was thrown into Aberforth's arms. Aberforth bit open the bottle cap, took a gulp of wine, burped and said, "Some more food."

The wizard clicked his wand, and a plate of food appeared, which looked like the fat of some kind of animal.

In such an environment, there is no more delicious food than this.

Aberforth didn't mind either, he wolfed down the food in front of him, and Dowey Jones watched Aberforth devouring it.

He didn't speak.

For Aberforth, coming here to see Grindelwald was a manifestation of courage.

Whether it's Albus, Grindelwald, or himself.

What happened in Godric's Hollow - the death of his sister, was a permanent thorn in his heart, not to mention what was involved in it - his son, the history he needed to bear when facing Grindelwald

There is too much information.

Dowey Jones glanced at Aberforth: "Why don't you stay here and I'll take Grindelwald away myself."

He said: "Wait for me to come back and pick me up."

The wizard who was leading the way coughed and signaled for them to respect him, saying, 'I'm still here.'

Aberforth wiped his mouth with his sleeve, stood up, tightened his collar silently, and said with his sleeve: "Then why am I here, is it for tourism?

Traveling thousands of miles just to see Nurmengard? Do you think I am such a boring person?"

He said a little irritably.

"Then let's leave now. We've wasted a lot of time on the road and we can't stay here for too long - if he arrives first, we will lose all our efforts."

Dowey Jones said calmly.

The painkillers responded, and Dowey Jones felt the pain relieved. After the pain that made his temples throb constantly was relieved, his hatred that wanted to destroy everything subsided a lot, that kind of pain that wanted to torture everything.

The impulse was forcefully swallowed by him, but he couldn't swallow it for long. As his role became deeper and deeper, that feeling of loneliness would always be with him throughout his life.

The raging fire was about to burn him.

He doesn't have much time left.

"you're right."

Aberforth said, he carefully observed the picture given by the guard wizard, and said: "There has not been much change. To be precise, the layout has not changed. It is just that magic has been placed in many places. These magics..."

Aberforth sneered: "It seems that he does not intend to come out. Otherwise, your magic will be of no use to him. You are trying to tie a ram with a straw rope."

Aberforth should already know how.

"Just give us a specific location and we can go there by ourselves."

Aberforth said, the wizard pointed the direction, and the two of them twisted and disappeared here.

However, they only came outside the bar. Even if Aberforth was brave and careful, he would not dare to use Apparition in a place where he had not been there for many years and the terrain might have changed.

"We need to walk over. If Voldemort has never been here before, he will never use apparation to come here recklessly. We still have a chance."

Aberforth was very certain, but he was only half right.

They still have a chance.