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Chapter 148: Anyway, just make it up

After a while.

Following the spiraling stone stairs of Nurmengard Tower, Elena stepped into the "cell" of the first Dark Lord again with a wary look on her face.

There were no magical traps as expected, no angry spell attacks as expected, and no sudden attacks of fists and kicks... The gray suitcase left by Dumbledore still stayed at the end of the bed. Except for a missing door panel, the room was completely empty.

There are no changes.

Grindelwald sat quietly on the hardwood bed in the corner of the room. Hearing the footsteps coming from below, the old man raised his head and glanced at Elena, who then walked into the room, and frowned slightly, almost inaudibly.

Compared to the way she left before, there was a faint trace of smoky black ash on the girl's face, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Little guy, go on..."

Grindelwald raised his hand, grabbed the only thin blanket on the bed and threw it into Elena's arms. He said with a cold expression, "Since you have taken away the door panels, you might as well bring the blanket with you."

.Lest you freeze to death in my castle and Albus comes to trouble me again."

"Eh?"

Elena looked at the clean and tidy thin blanket in her hand without knowing why, and then at the cool-faced old man sitting in the corner. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised - she didn't expect that this old man was quite cute.

Looking at it like this, the Dark Lord back then might have been a very gentle and arrogant man. No wonder there are always rotten girls in later generations who like to pair him with Dumbledore.

While thinking wildly, Elena smiled and shook her head, placing the blanket in her hand next to Grindelwald's bed, "I don't need this. You may not know, but I have a super luxurious large room downstairs.

The one next to the exit below the tower..."

"Okay, you stubborn little Veela, don't think that I don't know what you did."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and sneered, interrupting the girl's subsequent words.

No one knows the current situation of Nurmengard Castle better than Grindelwald. During these decades of self-imprisonment, he personally witnessed and sensed how this once glorious castle gradually deteriorated.

Destroyed and abandoned.

What's more, the room Elena mentioned happened to be the room he once lived in. Not to mention the deaf-mute caretaker, no one in the entire European magic world dared to clean up or mess with his former bedroom.

.

After all, everyone thinks that the evil dark wizard Grindelwald's bedroom must contain all kinds of terrible black magic.

"Huh? How do you know that I..."

Elena opened her eyes wide. In her impression, she had not used her innate [Charm Humanoid] skill on Grindelwald because she was worried that the wand would be robbed, and she did not even use magic on him.

Used it before.

You know, after entering the magical world for so many days, no matter whether it is the goblins of Gringotts or the professors at the school, so far, only Albus Dumbledore can identify her as a mixed-veela.

.

"If the door panel is burned, just burn it. You can't burn this castle anyway."

Grindelwald waved his hand indifferently. His years in prison have made him tolerant of many things.

As for the reason why it is easy to tell the girl's bloodline at a glance - since he fell into Newt Scamander's annoying little animals two or three times in a row, Grindelwald has really made up for the magical creatures.

aspects of knowledge.

"With your little cleverness, do you think you can hide it from me?"

A faint look of satisfaction appeared on Grindelwald's wrinkled face, he glanced at Elena, who was about to speak, and continued.

"But, little guy, you do have a good eye. The best view in the entire castle is indeed my former bedroom directly below the tower. Although most of the windows are broken, the fireplace and living room are probably unusable.

But if you think about it carefully, if you tidy up the semi-enclosed bathroom a little, you can actually live in it..."

Seeing that Grindelwald's ideas were getting more and more outrageous, and he even started to tell her how to sleep in the toilet in a comfortable way, Elena couldn't help but interrupted, "No, I want to

You may have misunderstood. Now that room has been completely restored and has become very luxurious and comfortable."

Grindelwald, who was interrupted by the girl, was not angry. Instead, he looked at Elena with interest and asked, a hint of joking flashing in his eyes. "Okay, Miss Kaslana, could you please describe the room now?"

What does it look like, how luxurious and comfortable it is?”

He really wanted to hear what kind of luxurious, comfortable and top-notch bedroom this stubborn little girl who was less than eleven years old and grew up in a Muggle orphanage could come up with - Dumbledore was not entirely wrong about one thing.

After being alone for so many years, Grindelwald really needs some interesting stories to relieve his boredom.

Glancing at Grindelwald, who looked like he was hearing a joke, Elena frowned rather unhappily.

According to Elena's original intention, she did not plan to show off the comfortable room that Dumbledore had prepared for her in detail in front of Grindelwald, lest he become jealous or psychologically unbalanced after hearing it.

However, since Grindelwald wanted to take the initiative to be tortured, she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

You know, she has long wanted to find someone to show off her super luxurious bedroom.

Elena recalled a little and said, "The living room is a golden-red carpet with a big golden lion pattern..."

"Oh, Hogwarts Gryffindor House decoration." Grindelwald nodded.

"The bathroom is silver-green, and there are some primitive symbols drawn on the floor, which look a bit like i..."

"Poor little one with little knowledge, that is the rune character isa, not any ordinary letters."

Grindelwald subconsciously commented and raised his eyebrows, "It seems that your Slytherin House has good taste. Sorry, please continue..."

"The bedroom is yellow and black..."

"Oh, now it's your Hogwarts Hufflepuff again. Well, if my guess is correct, the study room should be your Ravenclaw's sky blue and bronze, right?"

Before Elena could finish speaking, Grindelwald grinned and continued what Elena said.

Having known Albus Dumbledore for decades, Grindelwald knew as much about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as most Hogwarts graduates. To be precise, because of Dumbledore’s

He knows more about relationships, perhaps some systems and campus layout.

After glancing at Elena who had nothing to say, Gellert Detective Grindelwald proudly concluded with an expression as if he had seen through the truth, "But, in general, for a child.

The editing was pretty good, I almost thought Nurmengard had become Hogwarts."

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