Chapter 148: Durmstrang

"Newmontgarde Castle?" Jon couldn't help but cried out in surprise.
"Yes...Neumundgard Castle in Austria." Albus Dumbledore's voice was quite calm: "That castle has one and only one prisoner-that is Gellert Grindelwald! "
"..." Jon felt a little speechless, and he asked tentatively, "But...you call Grindelwald... a friend?"
"Yes, Gellert and I had a very close past. Although we parted ways before long, there is nothing to hide!" Dumbledore poured the silvery white floc of the crystal bottle into meditation. Basin, explained:
"I personally think that I haven't lived well for many years. After I die, I am afraid that someone who has something good will reveal this past...So don't be too surprised, you will always know!"
His face looked a little older again.
The silver-white floc slowly deformed in the meditation basin and turned into a handsome young face.
"Don't waste any more time." Dumbledore urged: "Let's go in!"
While talking, he lowered his head, his body disappeared a little bit until he got into the basin; Jon hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head... He only felt an oncoming icy chill. , And then he also entered the Meditation Basin.
...
Jon found himself and Dumbledore in an ice and snow, and in front of them was an endless, bottomless lake.
There was a thick layer of ice on the lake, but a hole was opened in the ice near the shore.
There was a large group of people on the right side of the cave. They gathered together and seemed to be discussing something.
They all look very big, wearing a thick black fur cloak and a bearskin hat on their heads... This is exactly what the Durmstrang students decorate.
"This is Durmstrand!" Dumbledore explained: "The southern side of Scandinavia, the northern bank of Lake Vänern, around Grums..."
As he said, Dumbledore blinked a little mischievously: "Dermstrand has always been proud of hiding where they are, and they even cast an oblivion spell on every visitor to ensure this... It is a pity that these measures alone are not enough to conceal!"
A burst of bubbles suddenly appeared in the cave on the ice... The Durmstrang students gathered around; Dumbledore's gaze also turned there.
As the bubbles disappeared, a vigorous figure came out from under the ice.
He didn't wear anything except a pair of underwear. The muscles on his body were flushed red in the cold lake water...
The students of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry around, cheered excitedly.
Several boys put a fur cloak on the student who had just got out of the ice water, and a girl handed over a magic wand.
"Bath ritual..." Dumbledore explained gently: "Dermstrang’s thousand-year-old traditional project is held on December 13th every year on the Lucia Festival... All students participating in the'bath ritual' must be naked Body, without carrying a magic wand, jump into the icy Lake Vänern!"
"...They are going to resist the cold while fighting with their bare hands against the attacks of unknown creatures under the ice; the students who can last the longest in the cold lake water will receive the title of'Freyr' if they are male; if they are female , Will be awarded the title of'Freya'... Their status is equivalent to that of Hogwarts' male and female student council president!"
Jon finally understood why the older Durmstrang boys headed by Krum were all like muscular brothers...
Jon took a close look at the young man who just came out of the water. He looked very delicate, at least he looked much more delicate than a muscular man like Krum... and he was very young, compared to himself. May be one or two years older.
That is what it looks like in grades four and five at most.
His face is very familiar, it is the same face that appeared on the basin before.
The Durmstrang students who surrounded him began to chant a name.
Although they seem to yell in Danish, the pronunciation is basically the same.
The "name" they shouted out was--
"Gellert Grindelwald!"
...
Jon saw that young Grindelwald, surrounded by other students, put on a headband made of green branches.
This should be a symbol of becoming the "President of the Durmstrang Student Union"?
Together, they walked along the ice and toward the middle of the lake.
Grindelwald walked right in front of the team of course, wearing a headband made of branches.
The ice surface became more and more fragile, and the big guys stepped on it and could even hear the creaking sound.
When the lake was barely clear, Jon only heard a loud "bang".
There was a big gap in the ice... but the Durmstrang students, as if not aware of it, continued to move forward.
The cracks on the ice surface grew bigger and bigger, until there was a "flutter", the whole piece of ice carrying the students cracked open and then sank into the lake...
A breeze blew by, and the water on the lake condensed again, and the ice cubes returned to their original state... No one was visible, as if nothing happened just now.
"In other words..." Jon blinked in surprise.
"Darmstrand’s campus is under Lake Vänern..." Dumbledore said lazily: "When you see the big funny ship, you should have guessed this, because it can Effectively avoid the Muggles’ sight... Grab my arm, Jon!"
...
I only felt a moment of dimness... More than ten seconds later ~EbookFREE.me~ the scene in front of me gradually returned to normal.
A castle, an underwater castle...It is surrounded by a huge bubble, and you can even see all kinds of swimming fish outside the bubble.
But obviously, this underwater castle is much smaller than Hogwarts.
The Durmstrang students headed by Gellert Grindelwald are still in the same formation as before.
They passed through an arched gate, on which there was a Durmstrang school badge with a two-headed eagle and a deer head hung...At the same time, the surroundings were written in Rune with "Demstrang" this phrase.
They continued to walk forward, and finally stopped in front of a wall.
On the wall, there was a big sign drawn—a triangle, a circle, and a vertical line all together.
"Please stop, my brothers and sisters!" Grindelwald, who made a German garland with branches, turned around and shouted loudly, with a slightly tender voice, but with majesty that did not belong to his age.