Chapter 100: 'Nurmengars Peak”

Chapter 100: “Nurmengars Peak”

Two hours later, in Austria.

It was a grim and menacing tower.

From a distance, it appeared like an impregnable fortress, a massive structure entirely encased in iron.

The fortress stood atop a cliff, not particularly high, but within several miles of the cliff lay a complete desert.

Other than the occasional dilapidated walls, there was no sign of life.

Only a treacherous mountain road led to the tower.

This cold, somber, and distant tower bore a well-known name in the wizarding world:

Nurmengard

Nurmengard was a prison, a facility specifically designed for the confinement of Dark Wizards.

Its inception as a prison dates back to almost 1939.

Albus Dumbledore, the most feared Dark Wizard of the century, had been imprisoned within its walls.

Since then, the number of prisoners has dwindled

Some had perished, while others had been transferred to various wizarding European prisons.

Yet, the most notorious Dark Wizard remained locked within at the towers pinnacle.

Some claimed that the place had been abandoned for many years.

However, those on the inside knew better.

This prison operated autonomously without requiring constant supervision.

As long as its creator, Gellert Grindelwald, the most fantastic Wizard of the 20th century, remained alive!

That was sufficient.

Even though it was late at night, the words engraved above Nurmengards entrance still faintly glimmered:

For the greater good!

However, at the towers summit, a completely different scene unfolded.

Grindelwald retorted unceremoniously, If you were in my position, do you think you wouldnt expose students to extreme danger? Do you believe you wouldnt use them as tools to accomplish your goals? Do you think you wouldnt trade their lives for greater benefits?

This time, Dumbledore fell silent.

At the very least, I wouldnt disregard the lives and deaths of Hogwarts students! After a moments pause, Dumbledore retorted.

I didnt disregard their lives and deaths! Grindelwald sneered coldly. If the old Witch truly intended to kill the two first-year children, I would have acted preemptively!

Dumbledore lowered his head once more.

He knew Grindelwald spoke the truth.

We are of the same kind, Albus, Grindelwald continued. We have always been of the same kind

We were never of the same kind! Dumbledore firmly denied without hesitation.

Why do you persistently deny this fact? Grindelwalds spirits suddenly waned, and he sat on the ground.

Forty-seven years, Albus I have kept you here for forty-seven years Forty-seven years should have been enough time for you to understand, Grindelwald sighed.

I have considered it thoroughly from beginning to end! Dumbledore reaffirmed.

It seems you still refuse to give up Grindelwald sighed.

He picked up the mead from the ground and poured a glass for both himself and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore wasted no time in drinking it.

Lets discuss a lighter topic!

Grindelwald also downed his glass of mead.

A lighter topic? Dumbledore didnt seem particularly interested.

Yes Grindelwald nodded. Something quite fascinating During my recent visit to Hogwarts, I encountered a truly intriguing individual

As Grindelwald spoke, pouring wine, he appeared entirely at ease.

It was evident that he was unsuspecting.

Albus Dumbledore, on the other hand, was different.

A glimmer flickered in the corners of his weathered eyes.