Chapter 1657

When it comes to traveling to the Alps, perhaps no one will think of Austria or Innsbruck.

This is a small town that can see the Alps at any time. Because it is located in the widest part of the whole mountain range, Innsbruck is also known as the heart of the Alps.

Next to the valley is the North chain mountain. Its highest peak is havereka, 2256 meters above sea level. Under the mountain is granite and the upper part is limestone. At a glance, the top is snow and the lower half is green forest.

There are Queen Mary's palace, Habsburg palace, Ferdinand II's castle Ambras palace, and the golden roofed Duchess of Maxim Milian I, the last knight, can be found everywhere in this small city.

This is a quiet and peaceful city, with the double beauty of humanity and environment. Even Goethe once walked here, climbed the North chain mountain, and left words, which attracted countless followers of later generations to take this "road of great man".

If you are looking at a Muggle guidebook, it will describe the city, paradise on earth, the Pearl of Austria and so on.

However, for the magic world, it means something else. Cross the North chain mountain and continue northward into the deep Alps, where you can see the strobe glacier. The snow mountain at 3150 meters above sea level is the highest peak in Tyrol.

In the midsummer of Innsbruck, the snowy icebergs in the severe winter are still in front of us. The beautiful glacier scenery and the long and long valley wonder make people feel like entering another world.

For Muggles, they never know what's on this peak. Many people ski on the ice rock peak, which is the second peak of 2900 meters, but they don't know that someone is watching them all the time.

A fortress protected by the Muggle banishment curse and snow.

This is the site of newmenggad, one of the two famous prisons in the magic world. It was also the base camp built by the Dark Lord Greenwood himself, a magic fortress easy to defend and hard to attack.

Later, he was defeated by Dumbledore and imprisoned in the top tower of the castle as a defeated king, and the castle became a prison, managed by the International Federation of witches.

Once upon a time, it was a splendid place, and the saints of grindworth would come here to worship and spread his ideas around the world.

But now, the followers never survive, either in battle or in old age, and the castle is in ruins.

The guardians of the Sorcerer's Federation stole all the valuable things from them, including the beautiful European art works, and the gorgeous wardrobe of Greenwood.

The old Dark Lord didn't care. He just sat in the cell at the top of the tower and watched the Muggles skiing thousands of meters away through the iron window.

No matter how the times change, Muggles are still so ridiculous that they still rely on skis to fly in the air without magic. If so, why not go hang gliding?

He didn't lose to Dumbledore. He was just tired and gave up.

If he wants to escape, the stone walls and iron bars can't stop him. He is more likely to be put under house arrest voluntarily, which he owes Dumbledore.

As he grew older, he often fell into the memories of what he had done in the past, and now it comes to think of it, maybe those means were too radical.

He was a top prophet, and even in 1926 he foresaw the Second World War and the explosion of the atomic bomb.

He knew Muggles or pheasants very well. He could see their potential. So when he was young, he wanted to gather together the Deathly Hallows and let the witches rule the world and ordinary people. At least, he could not give them the chance to fight against the witches.

Dumbledore had a similar idea when he was young. If it hadn't been for Greenwood who killed his lover's sister by mistake, maybe everything would not have been like this.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have a magic wand or a newspaper. He doesn't know what's going on outside. Occasionally Dumbledore will come to see him. They talk and chat through the iron gate. This is his only information channel.

Sometimes Dumbledore would ask him to help analyze Voldemort's thoughts, but Gladwell just blinked and answered his lover with the same smile as he used to.

"Voldemort doesn't know what love is. I'm different from him, so I can't guess what he will do."

Then the two will return to silence, share some candy through the iron gate, and Dumbledore will leave in silence.

But today is not the same, originally he heard the footsteps outside the door, thought it was Dumbledore, he also quickly sat up from the bed, straightened his hair.

He cleared his throat and raised his chin to show his spirit.

But then he saw that the head of the jailer was pressed heavily against the small fence window on the door, and for a moment he was torn apart, and his blood and brains were sprayed everywhere.

Greenwood cocked his head. He thought it was funny. What was that? Did anyone send giants to kill themselves?

Of course not. A golden light flashed past, and the cell door fell like a biscuit, revealing a man in yellow and black armor."Garrett Greenwood, I've come to make a deal with you."

The other side said so, as if the voice had been sandpaper polished, with a rough feeling, as dark as from the abyss.

Grendevor was well-informed and not afraid to die at all. He sat back on the bed and took out his ear with his little finger. "I don't know you, and I don't want to talk to you. If you're sent to kill me, do it, but albus will avenge me."

"I'm not here to kill you, and don't be in a hurry to refuse, Lord Dark Lord." The visitor removed his mask and showed a young face. He put away his weapons and sat down by the bed: "the conditions here are really bad. They don't even give you a chair. It's really damned.". Before you refuse, why don't you listen to my offer? "

"Isn't it a chair?" Greenwood laughed happily. He understood it was a prison break, but he didn't want to leave.

After the mask was removed, the voice became much more normal, but there was still a dark feeling, as if the abyss was nearby and said: "do you want to fly with Dumbledore? Spend your old age in peace? I have a plan...

Greenwood's pupil has narrowed, and he seems hesitant. No matter what the other party's plan is, this chip is indeed...

"he hates me, up to now, although he does not say so, I can feel that he has not forgiven me for my past actions." The old devil touched his bald head, and his face was wrinkled with years.

"That's because you didn't try to resolve it. Times have changed, my Lord."

"The main conflict between Dumbledore and you is not justice, it's just because you killed his sister, which makes you unable to be together, but if I can get her back," he said How about living? "

"It's not the same thing as" flesh and blood " Greenwood rolled his eyes. He admitted that he was interested, but if it was the magic that needed to use the cauldron, it would only be a monster: "he would never accept a sister without a nose."

The visitor pointed to him with a smile, as if he were satisfied with the joke, but he didn't smile much: "if it's just Voldemort's level, how can I call myself the supreme mage?"

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