"Tick, tick, tick."
The sewage drips on the hard bed where you sleep, making a disturbing noise, Garrett Glindwald looked at the small gap in the ceiling with no sorrow or joy on his face.
The rainy night reminded him of many things.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the thunder roared and made a loud noise.
Garrett''s blind eye reflected silver lightning.
He sat quietly, like a statue of silence.
"Boom!"
Another thunder.
The crack in the ceiling seems to have cracked a little
Garrett Greendevo, the old man finally made a move.
He stood up slowly from the hard bed and relaxed his waist, as if preparing something.
"Boom!"
The third thunder sounded.
Garrett''s shriveled corners of his mouth rose slightly.
time out.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In an instant, the whole world seemed to live.
Newmond began to tremble violently.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The alarm sounded everywhere, and the guards who woke up from their sleep seemed to be confused. Only the flashing red light reminded them that there was unrest in the castle that no one had set foot on for decades.
Garrett Greendevo.
Their only war criminal in charge of guarding is about to escape from prison!
"Ask for help! Let the Ministry of magic come quickly!"
"Wait, shouldn''t we go and have a look first..."
"Where is the enemy? Where is our enemy?"
After decades of calm, these guards have completely degenerated into beetles who only know how to spend their time with poker and alcohol.
Newmond GAD, which used to be unguarded by non elites, has now completely become a place for members of the Ministry of magic to relax and provide for the elderly and finally earn a qualification.
No one thought Garrett would escape from prison, and no one thought he could reveal his hidden ambition again 47 years after his defeat!
"Farewell, my old friend."
The noise outside turned into a pot of porridge.
But Garrett was very calm.
He was like an old man on a long journey, saying goodbye to his home.
Newmond GAD is indeed his home.
Before, now and in the future.
He hoped that when his life ran out, he would return to this place - the place that brought him glory, power and humiliation.
"Hoo ~"
With a deep breath, Garrett pulled off his ragged sack like clothes and revealed his thin upper body. He''s like a bone shelf. He doesn''t have any meat on him.
Standing quietly in the cell, his momentum became different from the old man who lived in ignorance and waited for death.
In the dark, he is like a torch that has not been completely extinguished, emitting the last light and heat.
"Stop, don''t move!"
Rao is tempered by a comfortable life. Those guards are not stupid after all. They know who the most important people in this prison are.
As soon as Garrett arrived at the door of his cell, seven hurried guards raised their wands and warned the former Dark Lord not to act rashly.
"You should know that this is futile. You can''t stop me."
Garrett bent slightly, stuck in front of the cell door and opened his mouth gently, like the most ordinary old man.
He looked at the guards with no hatred, no contempt, only endless gentleness.
"Life is precious. My compatriots, every drop of wizard''s blood is precious. I don''t want it to flow for boring things."
His voice was hoarse and he didn''t speak for a long time, which made many words in his words intermittent and awkward.
But somehow, the faces of those guards suddenly changed, and their hostility was inexplicably much less.
"Be careful, this is the spirit hint of the Dark Lord!"
The head guard clenched his teeth and loudly reminded his companions that the hand holding the wand couldn''t help bursting out of blue tendons.
Bewitching, invisible magic!
He roared forward and put his wand against Garrett''s head.
"I warn you, if you say one more word, I''ll make you look good!"
"Why, my fellow citizens, we have never been enemies.
You know, I''ve never given you any trouble in these decades. "
As if the touch on his forehead did not exist, Garrett smiled without getting angry.
"Everyone with the blood of a wizard, I regard him as my family.
You shouldn''t be so rude to your family. "
"Shut up!"
Garrett''s reaction disturbed the guard.
Although the magic wand was in his hand, seeing the smile, he always felt that he was the threatened party.
"Ha ha."
The old man smiled and really stopped talking.
But his silence does not mean the end of things. On the contrary, it means the beginning
"Faint!" "All Petrochemical!" "Dizzy"
In addition to the guards who threatened Garrett, three of the remaining six guards pointed their wands at their unsuspecting companions.
The magic light flashed, and the guard who put his wand against Garrett''s forehead couldn''t help turning around, his expression was like lightning.
"How... How did this happen..."
Why?
Why do colleagues who get along day and night suddenly turn against the water?
The guard took a few steps backward, smiled bitterly in the face of the three magic wands pointing to him, and hung his hand helplessly.
Half of the six colleagues are insiders. What else can I do.
"Squeak."
The iron door was wide open, and Garrett walked out of the cell topless and barefoot for the first time in more than 40 years.
The three guards looked at the old man feverishly and breathed suddenly.
"As I said, we are not enemies. You don''t have to be nervous."
Garrett smiled gently and patted the guard on the shoulder.
"The reinforcements from the Ministry of magic will arrive soon. You can''t escape here..."
The guard bit his teeth and still looked unwilling in his eyes.
As soon as the reinforcements from the Ministry of magic arrive, the farce can come to an end.
"No, they can''t come, and they won''t know what happened."
Garrett shook his head as if he were telling the most ordinary little thing.
After a pause, he raised a finger and corrected.
"Also, I''m not running away. I''m just going out for a walk. This is my home. I live here. The Ministry of magic has never locked me up.
They themselves know this. "
Language falls, he also ignores the guard''s reaction, friendly and three people who receive him nodded.
"It''s hard for you, my compatriots."
"Mr. Greenwald!"
The three guards seemed very excited. If there were no enemies around, they might all salute to the ground.
"Come on, there''s someone waiting for us."
Gattler raised his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more.
"Hehe, I''ve been stable for more than 40 years. I don''t know how many old friends remember me."