Chapter 463 Grindelwald's Stash
The long spiral staircase twists and turns. Rove stepped on the stone steps and descended slowly, making a "click" sound with every step.
He stopped suddenly, and the girl behind him was caught off guard and bumped into his back. He lost his balance instantly and staggered to the side without the guardrail.
Fortunately, Rove reached out and hugged Karin's waist in time, and pulled her back. The girl's feet softened, and she fell down on the stone steps. She gasped for a few times, and said in shock:
"Why did you stop so suddenly?"
"There is movement." Rove whispered.
Karin calmed down her shortness of breath, and listened attentively, and sure enough, she heard a slight "creak" sound in the distance.
The girl raised the lamp above her head, and the shimmering fireflies illuminated a larger area. She tried her best to look into the darkness, only to see a little manticore appearing.
Then there was another one!
Soon, a large group of little green manticores followed closely behind, densely covering the entire wall, and quickly crawled down.
Seeing those bugs crawling, Karin felt trysophobia. She felt that there were thousands of bugs crawling around her body, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
The group of manticores heard the exclamation and creaked along the stone wall towards Rove and Karin.
The girl wanted to run away and find a place to hide, but Rove grabbed her arm and comforted her softly:
"Don't be afraid, hold the firefly lights in your hand, they won't attack you."
Karin obeyed the boy's words and stood there obediently, but still because of fear, she hugged the boy's elbow tightly, as if she could have some courage in this way.
Sure enough, the group of little manticores stopped half a meter away from the two of them, and after looking at them for a while, they continued to climb down.
Karin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked curiously:
"Where are they going?"
"There is a deep pit at the bottom of this prison, and there lives a huge manticore, and these little manticores are its offspring."
Karin looked down, but it was dark below, and she didn't see the deep pit, let alone the manticore.
"How do you know?" The girl looked at Rove in surprise again. He is an Englishman who seems to know this place well, as if he has been here before.
"I heard what my grandpa said." Rove explained: "My great-grandpa was once imprisoned in Ukstad Prison, and my grandpa came here to rob the prison."
"..."
Karin muttered to herself, this family is an ancestral criminal, right?
"Okay, let's continue." Rove raised his legs again and walked down.
They soon came to the lowest floor of the prison, walking along a corridor that surrounded a large circular pit on one side and rows of cramped, dank, foul-smelling cells on the other.
The aisle was filled with the stench of rotting food, reptiles were everywhere, and Karin almost stepped on a mouse.
Seeing someone coming down, many criminals stood up and tried to look out.
Some prisoners were talking, asking Rove and Karin to come closer; some prisoners were asking loudly what year it is now; some prisoners looked crazy and hit the fence crazily, bloody and bloody and refused to stop, and finally their hands were dead Clutching the fence, yelling at the German Ministry of Magic.
There are even sorcerers who have vowed so strongly that they are willing to make an oath and be willing to be a slave, just begging that they can rescue him.
Rove ignored him, he walked and talked, his voice echoed softly in the darkness.
"Karin, don't get close to them. Once these prisoners get out of the cell, they will be attacked by manticores under the pit.
It's only safe with a firefly light, so they'd love to take it from us. "
Karin nodded thoughtfully.
After walking all the way, Rove finally came to a cell. He looked through the iron fence and saw a man lying curled up.
He noticed Rove and Karin, and still pretended not to know, but his flickering cold gaze was quietly looking at them.
"You wait for me here, I will come out in a while." Rove said.
Karin looked at the closed cell door and asked, "Do you have the key to the cell?"
"No." Rove shook his head and said, "I don't need that thing."
"..."
Rove handed the firefly lamp to Karin, and then his body suddenly shrank like a bird and snake, and got in through the gap in the iron fence.
Karin stared at the scene dumbfounded.
After Rove entered the cell, his figure changed back again, and he gently covered his nose.
The smell here was as bad as the toilets. Straw that hadn't been changed for a long time was scattered all over the floor, making a rustling sound when stepped on. There was a pail filled with overflowing feces at the foot of one wall, and a wizard huddled up on the other.
Rove walked towards the prisoner lying on the ground, and was about to check whether he was alive, when the prisoner suddenly stood up and rushed towards the boy.
Rove had already sensed the danger, so he turned sideways ahead of time, dodged the insidious pounce, and raised his foot to kick towards the prisoner.
The man fell to the ground and knocked over the dung bucket. The dirty and smelly brown mud was scattered all over the ground and absorbed by the straw.
Rove looked at the man. He should have been locked up for a long time. He was as thin as a scarecrow, with a mouse face covered by a fluffy beard, unwashed hair tangled and hanging down his shoulders, his clothes were torn, and his face was pale. withered.
The man staggered and turned around, cursed loudly, and said with anger in his eyes: "Hand over the firefly lamp!"
Rove ignored him at all, just looked at the wall, looking for something, seeing the boy distracted, the man rushed over again
Only then did Rove raise his arm, and the man realized in horror that the iron chains that bound his hands made a rattling sound, and then strangled towards his neck uncontrollably.
The iron chain wrapped around the man's throat and jerked back. He fell to his knees, trying to breathe in air, but only coughed out a frighteningly thin hiss.
The man was dragged by the iron chain and slammed into the wall hard. Blood gushed out of his head and he passed out on the spot.
Rove finally found what he wanted. He walked to the corner, leaned over to examine it, and saw the symbol of the Deathly Hallows engraved on a dark brick.
Rove recited the spell softly, and cut his finger again. Blood flowed on the symbol, as if hot iron touched cold water, making a hissing sound.
The floor tiles began to move, and the whole was pushed aside, revealing a passage the size of a person, empty and dark, like a stone well in a bottomless abyss.
Rove jumped down and soon arrived at a smaller room. He stood in the darkness, but suddenly his hair stood on his head, and he felt something staring at him.
He snapped his fingers, and a ball of flames floated in front of him.
With the faint light of the fire, Rove looked straight into the deepest part of the room, and took a step back in fright at the sight in front of him.
A pale, ghostly face was staring straight at him with lifeless, empty eye sockets.
It was a... skull.
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(Thanks to the two big guys "Tu Huo Mu Jin" and "Two Fools" for their rewards)