Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"Snapped."

A figure appeared in the distant high sky.

Harry looked at the land below and the sea to the north, not knowing where he was.

He had never been to Norway, but used Apparition to move to the nearest place based on his approximate location.

Harry flew down and landed on a small town by the sea.

The snow here buried half of the windows of the house.

Every family is cleaning the snow from the front door to the avenue, and there are local government snowplow trucks working on the road.

Harry found a beautiful Muggle girl in a red down jacket and asked for directions.

Why choose her? It's not that Harry sees her as good-looking, how could Harry be such a superficial person, just a random passerby.

It was obvious that the girl who was throwing the trash bag into the trash can was shy when she saw the handsome and handsome Harry.

She secretly looked at Harry, who was extraordinary, with a blushing face, and asked, "Do you...what's the matter?"

"Which country is this and how far is it from Norway?"

The girl's eyes darkened, and she didn't expect a boy with such a handsome appearance to have a problem with his head.

How can a normal person ask this question?

Her eyes were full of sympathy for Harry, and she said: "This is a town in the north of Poland. Norway is in the northwest of Poland. How many countries are still far away."

Harry thanked him and turned to leave.

Just about to use the Apparition to reveal the shape, the conversation of a few people who got off a small fishing boat by the sea came to my ears.

"Evil door, really **** evil door..."

"How come we turn around and then come back."

"It seems that what the lord said is really right. It's better to go less in the nearby sea."

"You said, would it be the same as the Bermuda Triangle, there is something like a wormhole."

"Haha, you look silly looking at science fiction."

Legends in the ocean are always more and more magical than the land, because the sea is far from being explored compared to the land.

This group of young people in their twenties, what they mean, is that in the nearby sea, there is a place where legends have been circulating in their town.

Harry looked up and looked at the sea level to the north.

In his perception, in the sea ahead, there is a cryptic place containing powerful magical power.

Harry frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered somewhere.

"Central Europe... won't be here..." Harry muttered, suddenly becoming curious about that place.

After all, it is a legend that only exists in the book and is almost forgotten by the wizards of the previous generation.

Harry decided to check it out.

...

This is a mountain hidden in the dark.

It has always stood here for half a century, but it has never been discovered.

The mountain is thin and high, as if it penetrates the sky and the earth.

The upper part was covered by dark clouds, and the lightning flashed.

With this mountain pillar as the center, the sea area within tens of thousands of meters is pitch black, and the closer to that mountain, the darker the sky.

You know, it's still daytime, and it's still bright and bright outside this area.

In a black, turbulent ocean, a figure flew above.

Here, Harry can't use Apparition, you know, even at Hogwarts, Harry can ignore the Arrangement forbidden Apparition Curse.

One can imagine how tightly the bans are here.

Of course, this has something to do with Harry only relying on his own magic power. If he held the old magic wand, even teleporting to the other side of the earth would be easy.

Many expelling spells were placed far away from the outermost layer.

The closer Harry was to the center, the slower his speed.

Countless magics have been inspired to attack Harry, black flames, purple lightning, cyan smoke...

A powerful force surged from Harry's body.

Bang bang bang

It was like the sound of countless broken glass.

Colorful fireworks burst out around his body, dazzling in the dim environment.

All the magic set up was destroyed as Harry progressed.

Harry stepped on the bluestone floor.

In front of him there was a dark, forbidding towering building, a ghastly castle.

The castle is very shabby and desolate, and the black windows do not have a trace of light, like the mouth of a monster.

This is really like the residence of a great devil.

Harry walked to the door of the black castle, which opened slowly.

I don't know how long it has not been opened, and the door made a squeaky and sour sound.

A cold wind blew behind him, blowing up the dust that had accumulated in the castle hall for a long time.

On the wall facing the door, there is a line of words: For the greater good.

Around the hall, flags were hung. There was a figure on the flag that looked like a triangular eye with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil.

...

This is Newmont Gade, built in central Europe.

It is the castle of Gellert Grindelwald, which is considered to be one of the most powerful dark wizards ever. Here, Grindelwald and his followers made plans to scare wizards in the magical world. Sixty years ago, this place can be said to be frightening.

Until fifty years ago, its owner was defeated by Dumbledore.

This has become a prison for Grindelwald and his followers. They are imprisoned here. Numerous wizards have cast enclosing magic or curses on the castle to ensure that no one inside will leave here.

Harry looked up and looked around.

The castle is very majestic, but after it was used as a prison, it was transformed, and all the doors of the rooms became iron fences.

Harry saw that there was a bone in every cell. They were dark wizards that everyone feared, but they were all dead and imprisoned to death.

And the castle does not have a ghost.

Because their souls are immediately wiped out after death.

Finally, Harry looked to the top floor, the tallest tower of the castle.

A faint spot of light appeared around him, illuminating the darkness, and Harry flew straight up to the highest stone chamber of the tower.

This room is a bit special because the door is a heavy iron door with only a centimeter high slit.

Harry floated here, the lock on the door fell off automatically, and then slowly opened.

In this narrow room, the windows were almost blocked by black stones, with only very narrow gaps.

It is conceivable that there is only a very short time every day to throw in a ray of light from the relatively bright world outside.

Harry waved his hand uncomfortably, and a ray of golden light wandered over the stone in the window, cutting.

The stone fell off and fell outside.

A few seconds later, I heard the sound of hitting the ground.

The sea breeze is surging in.

Blow up the tattered blanket on a stone bed in the corner of the room.

There was someone under the blanket—if that look was still human.

That figure, it is more appropriate to say that he is a skeleton.

It's no different from the bones of the castle~www.ltnovel.com~ The skinny curled up under the blanket, as if it could float into the air when the wind blows.

But after all, he was still alive.

The thin body under the thin blanket moved, and he stared at the window blankly. He didn't seem to understand how the small cell that had not changed for 50 years had a large window.

Then turned to Harry, with a skull-like face, staring at Harry with sunken eyes.

"Gellert Grindelwald?"

The weak old man sat up, and then smiled, his teeth almost falling out, almost as terrifying as a zombie.

He slowly opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice that would tear his vocal cords torn apart: "Who are you... who?"

Harry was about to say "a good person passing by," when suddenly his eyes blinked and his momentum changed drastically.

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