Vol 2 Chapter 470: Newmontgard (modified)

Although the projections with Dumbledore and Voldemort always ended in failure, everyone still enjoyed it. In addition to completing the work, they basically spent their time in the training room. Not only can you experience it yourself, but you can also gain a lot from watching the confrontation of others.
In this way, everyone felt the growth of their own strength, even Mrs. Morgan Lefay Harris, Daisy and Hermione, who had the most shallow combat experience, were all making great progress.
Owen took such a gratifying situation in his eyes, he decided to lead everyone to relax, but unlike last year, most people have busy jobs in the Ministry of Magic this time, so after holding several gatherings, he Arranged for Alan and Grindelwald to meet, and by the way, let the sons and girls have the opportunity to travel alone during the holidays. Unfortunately, Penello was still unable to travel together again because of Auror’s work.
Germany? Bavaria? Nuremberg, at 1 noon, all kinds of people gathered in the central square. Here, you can see all the fashionable characters, all kinds of pepper honey cakes, high-level handcrafted art, hot The red wine and all the things that create atmosphere can be found here. This is a very attractive place.
Here is a mixture of people from many countries in the world. Everyone speaks different languages ​​and wears all kinds of costumes. There is a joyful and peaceful scene everywhere, just like a carnival.
"Two million people come to this world-famous Christmas market every year. The goods sold here are truly carefully selected goods." Hermione looked at the crowds coming and going with interest, trying to distinguish which and They are the same kind of people-wizards.
In the end, Hermione's gaze was fixed on Luna who was throwing bread crumbs on the pigeons not far away.
This is really a beautiful picture: a girl standing in the sun with a happy expression on her face. The sun shines on her clothes, creating a halo-like soft color. Her face is very beautiful, and she has a refreshing and active atmosphere. Her hair is beautiful light blonde, shiny, which makes her particularly eye-catching in this picture.
"Be careful." Alan held Hermione's shoulders, she just looked into the distance, but ignored her feet, stepped on dove and almost slipped.
"Thank you Ellen." Hermione was embarrassed. She forcibly resisted the idea of ​​"cleaning up" in front of Muggles and rubbed the soles of her shoes on the clean ground.
On the next journey, Hermione was uncomfortable. She had an urge to throw away the shoes that made her feel strange. Just when she stared down at her feet, she considered using the spell to clean it up. When it was possible, a pair of white low-heeled sandals appeared in front of her.
"It's beautiful." Hermione wanted to say "so sweet," but the words turned into such a sentence. She happily took the new shoes, kicked off the original shoes and put them on.
"Well, it's beautiful." Allen exclaimed as he looked down and watched.
Hermione raised her head, her solemn and innocent look made Allen laugh.
Hermione lowered her head and leaned down, trying to pick up the old shoes and throw them away, but Alan had already taken the first step to help her get rid of these obnoxious shoes.
Allen's considerate care made Hermione a joy. Now, Hermione is no longer embarrassed and shy. She is enjoying the scenery and food of this strange city with a smile that is more cheerful than when she first arrived.
The crowd went shopping for a while, and a tall young man walked towards them quickly, his arms swaying quickly beside him, and the smile on his face was slick that was not commensurate with his age.
"Hello Master Ellen Harris, I’m Matthias Schwehof." Matthias was very enthusiastic and contacted him. Owen Harris told him that as long as he satisfied his son, he could take it. When it comes to a large sum of money, it is enough for him to spend several months in the tavern, and it is much more generous than when he was sent in last time.
"Let's go." Allen nodded to Matthias.
"I'm really sorry, I can only go there alone." Matthias rubbed his hands and smiled shyly. "Although the management is not too strict, you still need to use the compound medicine to pretend to be my partner. To take you in. Obviously that place is not suitable for two beautiful ladies to go."
Allen looked at Hermione and Luna, "I will go to Newmontgard with him, you two..."
Hermione blinked and said quickly, "I want to go back to the hotel first." Hermione looked at her feet. Although she had put on new shoes, her cleanliness still made her feel uncomfortable. If there is a smell of pigeon feces remaining.
"I'll go shopping there and wait for you." Luna pointed to a shop on the far corner of the street to call for Dolce & Gabbana's Muggle luxury store. There were a lot of goods piled up at the door waiting to be moved.
Alan nodded, and Matthias walked into the deserted alley and used the Phantom Shift type.
In the Wizarding Prison of Newmontgard, in front of this cold, dark, and far-reaching tower, Allen has turned into a bloated middle-aged man with a red nose with vinasse through compound soup.
"For the greater good." Allen read the famous Grindelwald quote engraved above the entrance of Neumongaard in German. This slogan was actually inherited by their Harris family and used it often at parties. .
"Neumontgarde is a prison built by Grindelwald to hold people who oppose him. After he was defeated in a duel of the century with Albus Dumbledore, he himself was imprisoned." Then Matthias introduced.
"Next, Master Harris, please don't talk. You haven't seen my partner~EbookFREE.me~ Even if you can speak German, you can't imitate his tone and speaking habits." Matthias looked straight. , Exhorted.
Allen nodded and said no more.
Entering the prison went smoothly. It seems that Matthias has been doing his business for a long time. He answered the password to enter with a hoarse voice, and exchanged a few words with the guard he knew, explaining that his partner tried yesterday. When I was eating Mexican food, I lost my voice and couldn't speak, and the guards along the way almost gave them a casual glance, and never verified their identity again.
"The German Ministry of Magic has been in a slump since the Grindelwald incident. It is much worse than the British Ministry of Magic, which had been very chaotic in its management in earlier years." Allen remained calm and couldn't help but push the Harris family far away many years ago. The German Ministry of Magic, who went to Britain, satirized a few words.
Until the top floor of the prison, Matthias smiled: "I'm here to guard. I still put a chair for you inside. Don't worry, no one will go in except during meal delivery times."
"Very thoughtful, thank you." Allen smiled and thanked, the big rosacea looked even redder.
"I'll watch, Master Harris, you can restore your handsome appearance and see him again. I still have enough compound medicine to drink again when you come out." Matthias patted his waist. Hip flask, and then opened the iron gate leading to the top prison corridor.
Allen nodded and strode into the gloomy corridor.
After the deformation effect was lifted, his appearance was cleaned up, and his hair was brushed back meticulously, Allen walked through countless empty rooms along the magic lights that faintly glowed green on the walls on both sides of the corridor. In the middle cell, Allen saw the goal of the trip.