Vol 2 Chapter 338: Newmontgard Tower

On this slightly bleak side street, in front of the dilapidated red telephone booth, as a golden red light flashed, the phoenix disappeared completely.
Jon bent down and slowly untied the laces on the used leather boots.
When using the door key, you don’t need to hold it tightly, just one finger—Jon stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on the leather boot...
It seemed that a hook slammed him forward with great strength in front of him, and then he flew off the ground with his feet. It flew forward like a gust of wind, without seeing anything in front of him, and the door key stuck his fingers firmly on it like a magnetic force.
After an unpleasant journey, Jon opened his eyes--
He is now in a dark, dense forest.
There was silence in the dense forest. Jon raised his head and looked up, vaguely seeing the sunlight shining through the shade of the leaves, faintly shaking from side to side, a little dazzling, revealing an unpredictable silence.
"Portus!" He picked up the wand, pointed it at the leather boots and tapped it lightly. A faint blue light radiated from the door key and trembling slightly. Then Jon threw it into his suitcase.
In the depths of the dense forest, there were a few faint howls; those weird calls made Jon frowned.
The howl is not sharp and low, so it should be a cat's call, not a canine... The frequency of listening to this call is also in line with the "Kemera" described by Hagrid in class Features, lion eagle head and human head lion helicopter are also possible.
These kinds of magical animals are very weird, and they are not easy to deal with... Jon hastened his pace quickly, and at the same time took out the magic wand, and headed away from the sound, which should be near the edge of the dense forest.
As Jon progressed, the surrounding shrub trees changed from tall to short, from green to yellow, and prosperous to withered at a speed visible to the naked eye...
At the beginning, we could still see magical animals such as tree monkey frogs or Hoklap, which are weaker but highly adaptable; but as we get closer to the edge of the dense forest, not even a caterpillar can be seen.
In less than twenty minutes, the surrounding dark dense forest has turned into a desolate wilderness.
However, the tall tower in the front is clearly visible.
...
It is a ghastly and forbidding fortress.
From a distance, it looks like a tin tightly wrapped in iron skin...The fortress is on a not too high cliff, and within a few miles around it, it is a complete desert, except for occasional broken pieces. Outside the ruined walls, there is no vitality.
Fortunately, in the direction of Jon, there is a rugged mountain road paved with stones.
Walking along the path is better than walking on yellow sand and mud.
After struggling to climb the hillside, Jon was almost exhausted when he reached the fortress.
However, he only discovered now that the fortress in front of him, the Tower of Newmontgard, was taller than he thought.
The black wall is at least two stories high. Even after decades, the wall is still so smooth that it is almost impossible to climb it.
At the same time, there is a light blue protective cover above the wall, just like those around Hogwarts... I am afraid that once someone tries to invade it from the air, the entire fortress will transform into a terrifying behemoth, devouring the invaders .
And the door in front of Jon was covered with spikes, which was daunting at first glance.
"So how do I get in?" Jon scratched his head hesitantly.
I had known that I shouldn't have worried about whether Dumbledore's fragile heart would be affected by seeing his old friend. It would be nice to ask him to bring himself...it would not be so troublesome to have an acquaintance lead the way.
However, it should be common sense to knock on the door before entering!
Jon thought carefully, found a place on the door where the spikes were not too dense, and reached out and knocked on the door.
No response...
Sure enough... this kind of prison that has been abandoned for decades, it is impossible to have a janitor.
Just when Jon was about to return to London through the door key, and then went to Hogwarts to find Albus Dumbledore.
Only a "squeak" was heard.
On the black gate covered with spikes, a slight crack opened...
...
The gate of the tower of Newmondgard was opened.
An old wizard, standing behind the gate... he looked very old, skinny, and weak.
Holding a big broom in his hand, he barely supported his body by the broom.
"Albus Dumbledore is dead?" The weak old wizard grinned, showing his teeth that were almost lost. "Are you here to inform him of his death?"
"No, no, not yet." Jon quickly shook his head and explained, "I just want to go to Gellert-Grindelwald's cell... Sir, are you the guard of this prison."
"Yes." The old man leaning on the broom nodded, without any emotion in his voice: "Anyone who wants to enter Newmontgard needs permission from Albus Dumbledore."
Jon quickly took out from his pocket the permission letter that had just been prepared at the Ministry of Magic.
The old wizard just glanced casually.
"Why the seal is a bit bigger than before!" he muttered.
Then he replaced the license letter in Jon's hands, continued to raise the broom, and began to clean the dust on the ground.
"Gellert Grindelwald's cell is on the top floor of the tower..." He said without looking back: "Go along the white line on the ground, don't go crooked, and don't touch anything around... …Otherwise you will be at your own risk."
Jon just noticed that there was a white line on the ground; but the white line near the gate was a bit invisible because of the relationship between the dust; the white line in the distance was clearer.
And the old wizard with the broom was just sweeping away the dust around the white line along the way, leaving the rest alone.
"Okay~EbookFREE.me~Thank you!" Jon bowed quickly.
"Go in, don't disturb me cleaning!" the old wizard said slowly.
...
Along the white line, walking all the way in the tower.
The surrounding cells were silent, and no sound could be heard; the entire tower of Newmondgard was like a dead city, more eerie and terrifying.
Jon kept in mind the words of the old guardian wizard, he was close to the white line on the ground while not touching anything...Along the way, the dust around the white line was swept over, making it easy to identify Some; otherwise, relying on the dust accumulated for an unknown number of years, the white line will definitely not be clear.
Ten minutes later, Jon walked into the dark room in the highest tower.
Very simple room, the window is a very narrow gap in the black stone, there is a stone bed and a thin tattered blanket on it...
Other than that, there is nothing.