Vol 2 Chapter 471: Item

When Alan crossed the cage next door and saw him, he stood straight in the middle of the cage, the light of the magic lamp beating on him, but he didn't move at all. The tailored prison uniform on his body made him look well-dressed. This look, if it weren't for Allen to know that he had not notified Grindelwald himself in advance, he would have thought that Grindelwald was waiting here to meet him.
The skin exposed under the prison uniform showed an unnatural white color, which was not only caused by the lack of sunlight for a long time, but also because of the negative energy attack from the black magic like Voldemort. Because of his age, he was sparsely brushed with meticulously gray hair, with a slight smile on his face, as if it were a habit. Under the bright forehead, a pair of strange eyes stared at Alan as if he didn't need to blink at all. His pupils were completely different, the strange pale pupil on the right-although it changed back after a short while Normal.
Although it seems that he is still healthy now, Allen can see that this face was once covered with traces of being disturbed by worry, and his complexion only recovered in a short time.
"Good afternoon." Gellert Grindelwald took the lead in greeting Allen with his unique elegance.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Grindelwald, this is Alan Harris." Allen introduced himself after standing in front of him.
"You are Owen? Harris' son, aren't you?" Grindelwald barely moved except for the corner of his mouth, just smiled and stood face to face with Allen.
"Yes, I am his youngest son" Allen added after nodding.
Grindelwald maintained a smiling face, but still hadn't blinked his eyes once, and looked at Allen with a scrutinizing gaze: "Can you see your proof?"
"Of course." Allen was not surprised. He took out his wallet and took out a necklace with the mark of the dead sacred object that his father had stuffed him before leaving. This was also the personal mark of Grindelwald.
Grindelwald said apologetically: "Please come closer."
Alan took the necklace a few steps forward.
"Closer." Grindelwald also walked a few steps forward slowly, staring at Allen for a while before placing his gaze on the necklace.
When he raised his head again, his right eye blinked slightly, revealing a charming smile: "It's true, but Owen sent a student to see me?"
"Actually, I asked to come and see you. I am also the heir of the Harris family." Allen also looked at him with a smile.
"Please sit down." Grindelwald pointed at the chair behind Allen with his chin.
"You also have a chair at the table. I don't think I was rude enough to sit down and let an old man stand and talk to me." Allen pointed to the armchair in front of the table in Grindelwald's cell. He did not sit down obediently, otherwise he would look up when facing Grindelwald, and the other person would look down on himself, "In addition, the sketch of the central square on your wall is pretty good. Did you paint it yourself?"
"Please forgive me." Grindelwald did not use the magic wand but waved his hand to move the chair behind him. Then he sat down with Allen, and the two faced each other again. Is the city so familiar?"
"Actually, I just came from there, these details are from your memory?" Allen continued to chat with him easily.
Grindelwald nodded with a smile, but his voice became a little melancholy.
"Allen, I only have memories and the outside smell from this small window," he pointed to the narrow window behind him. "Although the kid Owen didn't really want to invite me out, he still read it. After my old feelings, the furniture and supplies I bought after helping him last year have improved my quality of life a lot."
Just when Allen wanted to say something to explain to his father, Grindelwald interrupted him by raising his hand, then raised his head and sniffed intently, closed his eyes for a while and opened his mouth again: "Sister Ojivi soap, It seems that you have a girlfriend with good taste, and your necklace was given to you by her?" After sniffing hard, he looked down at Alan and smiled mischievously. "The only drawback of the central square is that pigeon is too much. too much."
"Uh..." Allen moved on the seat, avoiding Grindelwald's eyes, and deliberately used a magic wand to clean up his boots, clearing that he hadn't noticed when he got on his boots. Pigeon dung, "Sorry, I was rude, Mr. Grindelwald."
Grindelwald's smile softened while shaking his head: "No, no, Alan, you are doing a good job, you are very polite, and very patient. Although it's just a cleanup, but it's extremely tricky without a stick. A technique that only a few good wizards can use." He paused again and blinked at Allen: "Call me Gellert, then, Allen, you came to see me today to..."
Seeing that the atmosphere finally calmed down, Allen told Grindelwald about Voldemort's return and the fact that he had a modified mortal enemy clone mirror fragment that could be copied and projected for combat practice.
"Allen, you are very dishonest. Although I have not been lucky enough to get the strange object of the mortal enemy clone mirror, but I think if you want to copy my projection, you don't need to talk nonsense with such an old man like me, just show it to me Just take it for a while. Then, Ellen, you came to see me today..." Grindelwald asked the same question again.
"This is indeed the purpose of my coming to see you," Allen paused, and then continued to add, "In fact, I still want to learn some of your unique spells and knowledge from you, so I want to use that mirror. It would be better if you can get your permission beforehand."
Grindelwald did not reply directly: "So Alan, you are a Ravenclaw? And why do you want to improve so urgently? You didn't tell me that Dumbledore was not resurrected by Tom? Did Del beat it?"
"He believes too much in a prophecy. Besides, even though he has been stubborn about Miss Ariana Dumbledore for so many years~EbookFREE.me~, I even doubt if there are so many responsibilities entangled with him, He had long thought..." Allen asked without waiting for Grindelwald to know how he reacted to what happened to the three of them back then, "Do you know that missed Ariana Dumbledore? Is the spell cast by the three of you, right? But for protection, you have never told him the truth, and you never harassed the UK when you were "reform" in Europe. And he was in addition to the blood alliance. , He hasn't personally stopped you for a long time, and he has never dared to explore. He is afraid that you will tell him the truth?"
The smile on Grindelwald's face finally disappeared: "Although I don't know how you knew so clearly about the accident that year, what is the purpose of wanting to defeat him personally? Replace Dumbledore and become the next greatest white wizard. Is it? Irving asked me for so many people, it seems that you will not be small in the future, or you want to become a new generation of Dark Lord?"
"Mr. Gettler, I am not Dumbledore, let alone Voldemort. This precious knowledge should not disappear." Allen did not answer Grindelwald's question directly, and raised his head: "It is said that your right eye is The color will be different when the prophecy is activated. What do you think I am for?"
"What is the necklace on your neck?" Grindelwald pointed to the necklace on Alan's neck. Alan was a little embarrassed. He didn't want Grindelwald to misunderstand that he was his diehard admirer, but eventually he died. The necklace with the sacred symbol was pulled out.
Grindelwald glared at this personal mark that Allen thought belonged to him. He spoke again after a while: "Take out your mortal enemy's clone mirror, and you're ready for something like a Tools?"