Why does this tower look familiar?


    Dumbledore touched his beard and meditated for a long time. His eyes became more and more complex.


    should......


    He thinks too much.


    Hastily finished divination, the old man began to pace up and down the room, looking uneasy.


    Newmond GAD.


    Why did he see the newmengard tower in the prophecy of Voldemort''s death?


    He doesn''t understand.


    "Hoo ~"


    I don''t know how long it took, Dumbledore breathed deeply and finally made a decision in his heart.


    It''s no use thinking like that.


    Some things must be investigated in person.


    With a gentle step, his figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the mercury in the meditation basin rippling slightly.


    ......


    Newmond GAD.


    The dark stone tower towered into the clouds and disappeared all year round.


    Lightning and thunder are the only free things here.


    Dumbledore walked into the tower through the disdain stone inscription "for the greater good".


    As soon as he entered the door, he met four or five guards on full guard.


    "Stop, this is not a place to come.


    Wait, are you Mr. Dumbledore? "


    After half the scolding, some prison guards recognized Dumbledore, a famous wizard in Europe. Even children had cards in their snacks. How could they not know.


    "It''s me. Hello."


    Dumbledore smiled gently without any airs.


    "Take the liberty of asking, how did Mr. Dumbledore come here?"


    In exceptional circumstances, the guards had to be cautious.


    Don''t have too many means to change your appearance. Who can guarantee albus in front of you Dumbledore wasn''t disguised?


    "Well, there are some things to ask" that man " I think I should be qualified to enter here. "


    A vague answer, Dumbledore smiled, very cooperative.


    "Of course, of course you are qualified."


    The prison guards have a mirror in their hearts about who this prison is built for.


    If albus If Dumbledore has no right to enter, they really don''t know who else in the world is qualified.


    "Don''t worry about me. Do a routine check."


    Seeing that the jailers were tied up, Dumbledore raised his hand and took the initiative to hand over his magic wand - anyone entering newmond must be strictly inspected, and the acting Minister of magic of England is no exception.


    "Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore, for your cooperation in our work."


    The guards breathed a sigh of relief.


    For a wizard, the wand is almost the second life.


    Seeing Dumbledore being so polite, their vigilance relaxed a lot, and they politely searched Dumbledore in an all-round way.


    At the same time, newmond is the highest.


    The magic light flashed, Garrett in civilian clothes Greendevo returned to the dark, damp prison.


    "Chief."


    The double in prison saw Garrett and bowed his head respectfully.


    "Hard work, leave it to me."


    Garrett patted his double on the shoulder.


    "Yes."


    Doubles don''t talk nonsense. They disappear directly, leaving Garrett alone in the cell.


    Gellert smiled and the old God leaned against the bare wooden bed - fortunately, he had completely mastered the prison. Otherwise, he might not be able to come back in such an emergency.


    "This way, Mr. Dumbledore. He''s right here."


    After a while, Garrett heard something in his ear.


    He blinked and adjusted his blindfold.


    "Thank you. Can I talk to him alone?"


    "Of course, of course, Mr. Dumbledore. Please call us."


    The jailer''s voice gradually lowered, and a tall old man in a silver robe came out of the corner.


    Garrett''s eyes narrowed.


    Oh, I still have the same bad taste.


    "Hey, Albus, what brings you here?"


    Before the other party approached, gattler spoke first.


    His tone was relaxed, as if he were not in a cage, but on a vacation beach.


    "Garrett..."


    Dumbledore couldn''t return to God, as he didn''t expect that the "old friend" would talk to him so easily.


    After a pause, he squeezed out a smiling face and replied with the same ease.


    "Long time no see."


    A "long time no see", the thoughts hook far away.


    The two men who were once in their prime are now bad old men.


    GATT looked at Dumbledore outside the iron fence and raised his mouth bit by bit.


    He was surprised to find that he was extremely calm.


    Yes, time has changed a lot.


    Hate, love.


    It''s a thing of the past.


    "Old friend..."


    Garrett''s performance was too calm, calm and strange. Dumbledore came closer and looked in through the iron fence. Suddenly his pupils shrank.


    "Old friend, where have you been recently!"


    "Hehe, I don''t understand what you''re talking about."


    Garrett also went to the iron fence and looked at Dumbledore.


    He was a little shorter than Dumbledore, but he was not weak at all.


    "Garrett, don''t try to hide it from me. I''m sure you weren''t here ten minutes ago!"


    There were so many flaws that Dumbledore didn''t bother to list them one by one.


    His mind turned quickly, and he was guessing Garrett''s purpose.


    What makes Garrett, who vowed to be imprisoned here forever, get out of the tower!


    Hasn''t the other party given up the wild hope?


    "It''s exposed so quickly. Ha ha, it''s worthy of albus. It''s still the same delicate mind."


    Hearing the speech, Garrett did not hide it and admitted it.


    This made Dumbledore a little confused.


    Just admit it


    Without an excuse?


    "Then you..."


    The rhythm of the dialogue has completely fallen into the hands of the other party. Dumbledore has countless questions in his heart, but he doesn''t know how to speak.


    "Go out for a walk, have a look and enjoy your old life."


    As only Dumbledore''s legendary wizard, Garrett''s strength has exceeded the secular constraints.


    No one can stop him from doing what he wants.


    Dumbledore was speechless.


    I dare say that you''ve had a good life for so many years. It''s a pity that I worry every Christmas, old man.


    "Well, let me get this straight. Have you killed anyone these days?"


    Dumbledore felt that he could not keep up with Garrett''s rhythm, so he had to ask questions simply.


    He wanted to hear the "no" answer, but the truth is


    "Kill, you can say one or two."


    Gattler frowned and recalled in a deep voice.


    "That man is in a strange state, one body and two souls. When he came to trouble that day, I set a fire and burned him completely


    Hey, don''t look at me like that. I haven''t hurt anyone except these two, really. "


    Seeing Dumbledore''s expression getting more and more strange, Garrett quickly added.