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Chapter 159: bang, ping

"After lunch, of course I went to the bedroom downstairs to take a nap."

Elena glanced at Grindelwald with a strange expression, shrugged and replied in a normal tone.

The chairs in the attic in the Nurmengard tower were not comfortable, the lighting was not good, and there was a first-generation Dark Lord who didn't know what he was worried about. Anyway, the dishes were washed now, so of course she didn't want to stay here.

Continue to play with the lonely old man.

"You play me..."

Seeing the sudden return of clarity and calmness in Elena's eyes, Grindelwald reacted instantly. The Dumbledore-like gentle smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and his expression quickly turned cold.

Glancing at the clean plate in the girl's hand and her nonchalant expression, Grindelwald couldn't help but feel his chest tighten.

Obviously, the words Elena said before and the childish pride she was about to show were just because she didn't want to wash the dishes, so she wanted to trick him into temporarily acting as a dishwasher - the most important thing is that he actually still

I really got caught.

"How can you say that? We agreed from the beginning that we would have a cooperative relationship."

Elena happily flipped the hair that fell around her ears, glanced at the ugly-looking old man, and smiled sweetly.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't keep his word. Since the great Lord Gellert Grindelwald has taken the initiative to wash the dishes for me, I will naturally tell him the spell-casting skills I have learned."

"What do you want to say?" Hearing the embarrassment in Elena's words, Gellert Cleaner Grindelwald's expression became even more ugly.

"Don't get angry too quickly, it's not good for your health."

As she spoke, Elena made a downward gesture to comfort Grindelwald a little, curled her lips and simply took the initiative to show off her cards.

"If I'm not wrong, you are going around and around because you really want to know this, right?"

"That's right."

Grindelwald's expression softened a little. If he could achieve his goal, he would not be too lazy to continue acting with this little guy.

"But," Elena raised her eyebrows and paused for a few seconds with a bit of mischievousness, "Before that, I need to ask one more small question..."

"Huh? What's the problem?"

Grindelwald frowned and became more vigilant, wondering what the little devil in front of him was planning.

Elena glanced at the old man's bare bed board and the potato placed beside the bed. For the sake of the roasted black potato and the thin blanket, she decided to give the old man another chance.

"If I asked you to make a choice, would you like to eat my delicious food every day, or would you like to know how I mastered wandless casting?"

"Of course, how did you master wandless spellcasting in such a short period of time." Grindelwald replied without hesitation.

For this little witch who was brought to Nurmengard Castle by Albus Dumbledore, although she hated trouble, her personality, talent, and vision were all very much to his liking—calm, cunning, and unconventional.

Full of ambition and endless potential, he is just like Grindelwald himself back then.

The only thing he couldn't understand was why this child always cared so much about food and drink.

Glancing at the girl with clear and calm eyes, Grindelwald waved his hand, grinned as if he was wearing a mask, and added, "Besides, what you cook is not that delicious."

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Oh, very good...this is the so-called choice of fate.

"Okay then, I'll tell you."

Elena nodded with a smile, so that even Dumbledore could no longer accuse her of abusing the elderly.

"It's actually very simple to cast a spell without a wand. Just..."

Glancing at Gellert Grindelwald, whose face was full of expectations, the girl raised her lips, gestured with her hands in the air, her expression was particularly serious, "First bang, then ping, and the curse will be released."

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"Clang, ping?"

Grindelwald's eyes twitched.

"That's right, bang and ping."

Elena nodded, seriously, and gestured again.

You can't laugh, you have to show the original Dark Lord, the elder in the wizarding world, the most basic surface respect.

"Bang, bang, ping?!"

Grindelwald suppressed his anger, looked at the little Luoli in front of him, and repeated in a bad tone, "Is this what you call the skill of wandless spellcasting that you learned at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, it just clicked and pinged. Then the Lighting Curse was cast automatically and successfully - this is not taught at Hogwarts, this is what I learned on my own. Why, are there any dissatisfaction?"

Elena tried hard to keep the expression on her face from laughing, waved her white fist intentionally or unintentionally, then bowed gracefully, picked up the plate on the table and left the room, leaving Grindelwald with a beautiful background.

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"Well, goodbye, grandpa."

"Wait, stop! Don't you want to learn magic anymore..."

Realizing that he had been tricked again, Grindelwald's lips trembled with anger.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to."

Elena stopped, showed an exquisite profile, glanced at Grindelwald behind her with her lake-blue eyes, and said in an old-fashioned tone.

"Also, don't rely too much on other people's experience, Mr. Gellert. Some things can only be understood through your own practice."

After saying that, before the old man's angry roar could be heard, Elena spread her legs and ran downstairs - running away after pretending to be cool is really the most exciting thing in life.

boom!

A half-cooked potato flew out of the room and hit the spot where Elena had just been.

"Go away! Don't let me see you again before dinner!"

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Elena, who left Grindelwald's room, did not go back to the luxurious bedroom to take a nap as she said.

Instead, after putting the dishes neatly into the kitchen cabinet, Elena casually pulled a coat and put it on her body, took the wand hidden in the suitcase with her, and left the warm and comfortable room.

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Snap, snap.

Along the dusty stairs, Elena held up her wand and carefully explored the deserted abandoned castle.

No matter how beautiful the snow scenery is, it’s just like that if you see it too much. No matter how delicious the candy is, it will be a little boring if you eat it too much. In addition, the lichen she brought from Hogwarts has been eaten, and Elena doesn’t want to eat it all in a row.

A week's worth of potatoes, cabbage and bacon.

Rather than go back to the room to sleep in a daze, or read and study, hoping that a fat chicken with a round face and no eyes will land in this castle.

She might as well seize the time and walk around in this legendary devil's castle first to see if she can find some cute little things that can be eaten - finding food, catching food, and cooking food are the most important things for all living things.

It is the most primitive and the most noble pleasure and meaning of existence.

Since delicious lichen grows in Hogwarts Castle, it makes no sense that Nurmengard Castle, which has been almost abandoned for almost half a century, will have no specialties. This long time is enough for the generous nature to regenerate.

It gave birth to those beautiful animals and plants.

Just as the man who stood at the top of the food chain in the non-magical world said famously twenty years later: Never, never lose hope. Human beings live in an extraordinary world, and nature is beautiful and dangerous.

, but also always rich.

?(ˉ﹃ˉ?), little darlings in the castle, where are you? Come out quickly and let your sister hug you.

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