Dumbledore returned to Berlin, but left Rolf in this barren place, leaving the young man speechless.
Not to mention letting him go back to Karin's house to eat, drink and live, even if he stays in the German Ministry of Magic, it is better than staying in Nurmengard and accompanying this bad old man Grindelwald, right?
Of course, Rolf would definitely not show this disgust in front of Grindelwald.
It's not that I hate Grindelwald, it's just that Rolf is a man of quality, culture, and high emotional intelligence... For Dumbledore's sake, let's leave some room for this former Dark Lord.
But Rolf still seriously underestimated the harshness of the environment, especially when it was dinner time, he looked at the food Grindelwald had prepared for him, and he froze in place.
It was a piece of brown German black bread, hollowed out in the middle, filled with broth.
Luofu squeezed the black bread. His hands were not weak, but he couldn't flatten the bread. It was like holding a stone.
It's as hard as Hagrid's rock cake, and it doesn't feel awkward to use it as a hammer!
The broth was so bad that it was indescribable. Even if they said it was sewage taken from the dead fountain on the roof, Luo Fu believed it.
There were one or two pieces of whitish meat floating on the yellow and unpleasant soup, which Luofu guessed was rat meat.
"This is not rat meat." Grindelwald sat cross-legged on a stone, picked up a pinch of salt with his thumb and forefinger, and sprinkled it into his soup.
"That's the meat of an evil spirit. You can't eat this kind of game in England. I caught it specially for you."
Luofu poked the pieces of meat with his fork, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you very much."
Elf is a magical creature unique to Germany. It is true that Rove has never tasted it, but if an animal can be prevalent in a country, the quality of its meat will be average to a large extent.
What's more, with Grindelwald's method, no matter how delicious the meat is, it will become pig food.
"You're welcome, let me take good care of you before Albus leaves." Grindelwald stuffed a spoonful of broth into his mouth and said with a smile:
"Even though it doesn't look very good, you won't get sick if you eat it if you don't eat it cleanly. The more tempting the food, the more careful you have to be."
As Grindelwald spoke, he put a few elder leaves into Rolf's bowl, creating a meat and vegetable combination.
Grindelwald tore off a piece of bread and threw it into the broth. After the broth softened the brown bread, he chewed it.
Seeing that the young man still didn't move his mouth, the old man said softly:
"If you really don't like eating evil spirits, I'll catch some beetles and earthworms for you. They're easy to find, just kick over a stone."
"..."
Luofu sighed slightly, stared at the black bread, and muttered silently:
"This is not bread soup, this is not bread soup, this is eel noodles...this is eel noodles."
He scooped up another piece of meat with a spoon and said, "This is not evil spirit, this is fat intestine..."
Luofu swallowed the piece of meat in one gulp, without even chewing, and swallowed the salty fat piece of meat, but it got stuck in his throat and choked him. He hurriedly hammered his chest and started coughing.
"How is it? It tastes good, right?" Grindelwald said with a smile, "If you like it, I'll catch some evil spirits for you tomorrow."
Luo Fu put the bowl on the ground in disgust, and then he thought: "Are there many evil spirits here?"
"The back mountain is everywhere, flooded." Grindelwald said calmly, "Many walls in Nurmengard collapsed because of the evil spirits. They stole a lot of bricks and stones and used them to build their own nests.
Already."
Luofu clicked his tongue in amazement. The beasts in Nancun really bullied me. As a magizoologist, he must help Grindelwald solve this problem.
Grindelwald wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
"I'm full." Luo Fu was going to go back to his box in the evening and turn on a small stove. Let's forget about the evil spirit's meat.
He quickly opened his box again, picked up a crystal skull, handed it to Grindelwald and said: "It's what you want!"
Grindelwald took the skull, and two blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in the empty eye sockets of the skull.
The two eyes moved rapidly, then slowly stopped after a moment, staring at the old man, and asked in a hoarse, uncertain tone: "Are you Grindelwald?"
"Yin Ge, long time no see." The old man looked at him calmly.
"Grindelwald, you look like half a corpse." The skull said in surprise, "How come you are so much older than when you were separated from me?"
"Yes, time makes people grow old." Grindelwald slowly straightened his creaking knees and walked slowly:
"I definitely can't compare with you, I can live forever."
"You..." the skull suddenly said in horror: "You don't want to kill me, do you?"
"Yin Ge, I didn't kill you, the dragon disaster, back then, and I certainly won't do it now." The old man gathered up his robe and chuckled:
"Although I am old, our agreement is still valid. Even if I die one day, someone will help me fulfill my agreement with you. Don't worry!"
"Really?" The skull looked at the old man suspiciously. He knew about Grindelwald's abilities, but he didn't believe he could find a successor close to his strength.
"Yin Ge, you can only trust me." Grindelwald smiled slightly, waved his arm again, and the skull disappeared into thin air.
Rolf listened silently without saying a word, but he was guessing in his mind what special deal the son of Scylla had with Grindelwald.
Grindelwald did not speak. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked towards the sky. The dusk was getting darker, and the cloudless sky turned into a bruise-like deep purple, and then disappeared into black.
He stared at the dead sky, the dark and desolate starless night, and after a long silence, he suddenly said:
"Boy, you can tell Albus what you just heard. It's okay."
"I'm not the kind of person who snitches behind my back." Luo Fe smiled and said:
"Besides, since Professor Dumbledore asked me to get the skull, he must also know about your deal with that man named Yin Ge."
"You're not stupid." Grindelwald smiled half-heartedly. The cold wind blew through the mountains. His robe shook behind his back, as if it was alive.
"The deal between me and Yin Ge is actually very simple. I help him kill his father."
"Kill his father?" Luo Fu was shocked when he heard this.
"Yes, Yin Ge's father abandoned him and his mother and left the island, so he hated his father and wanted to kill him with his own hands."
"So, who is his father?" Luofu asked curiously.
"A wizard you also know." The corners of Grindelwald's mouth slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Corvinus Gaunt."
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Thanks to the two "idiot boy" and "97 Shangshui's bitter salted fish" for their rewards.
