Chapter 186: Gellert Grindelwald
Ignoring the sturdy wasp that was bound, Iger rushed into the dragon's nest happily, and reached out and picked up a huge dragon egg.
It was the first time he had seen a dragon egg. The real dragon egg was not as beautiful and delicate as the movies he had seen in his previous life.
The dragon egg is about the size of a basketball, and its shape is similar to that of an ordinary bird egg.
No, it should be said to be quite hot, and Emily on the side almost cried...
Iger found that the devil is really rough and fleshy, and it doesn't seem to feel much holding such a hot dragon egg in his hand.
"Dragon egg..." Iger grinned and turned to look at Emily: "Try it?"
"I don't eat..." Emily looked at Iger with a shocked expression, the mother is right next to you, you are going to eat other people's babies?
Wow, you really are the devil!
"Roar…"
The sound of the dragon whistling sounded again, but this time there was no more fierceness. The wasp looked at Iger with pleading eyes, whimpered in a low voice, and sucked and sucked from the big nose full of scales. Pray for Iger to let go of his child.
Iger's mouth was flat, and he looked at the gray dragon egg in his hand, and then at the wasp who was staring at him not far away, and suddenly lost his appetite.
He put the dragon's nest into the tent at will, and Iger shoved the wasp into it, and stuffed a few dragon eggs under the wasp's **** in the grateful eyes of the wasp, and Iger crawled out of the tent gloomily.
"Mother's love..." Iger was a little disappointed.
"I can't see that you are actually kind?" Emily laughed while looking at Iger.
"I was very kind!" Iger was unhappy.
"Who knows, you are usually so fierce and unreasonable." Emily giggled.
"What do you know about the little girl?" Iger sneered: "This is called a tiger with a chest, sniffing roses."
"I'm not a little girl, I'm two hundred years old, I can be your grandmother according to my age!" Emily looked unhappy.
"Grandma?" Iger smacked his lips, and then muttered in Chinese in a low voice: "It sounds very exciting..."
"You bastard, listen to what you're saying is human?" Emily suddenly shouted, speaking in half-familiar Chinese.
"Can you speak Chinese?" Iger looked surprised.
"I've lived for two hundred years, can't I understand if I don't understand?" Emily looked at Iger and stuck out her tongue: "Bah, bah, your thoughts are really dirty."
"I don't understand, this is a man." Iger laughed.
Emily snorted angrily and ignored him.
"Let's go, next stop." Iger laughed cheerfully.
"Where to go next?" Emily looked at Iger.
"emmm..." Iger took out the map from his arms: "We will pass through Austria, pass through Germany, and go to Sweden..."
"Apparation?" Emily reached out and took Iger's arm.
"No, let's fly." Iger took off Emily's little hand and left the dragon's nest in a dashing manner: "I heard that there is a very interesting place in Austria, and I want to take a look. ."
"Where?" Emily quickly followed.
"Nurmengard..." Iger laughed: "One of the two most famous prisons in Europe, where the first Dark Lord was imprisoned."
Unlike Azkaban's sea island, Numengard is located near a small forest in Austria, but although the geographical location is different, the degree of gloom is not too much, but Numengard is not the same. Germany doesn't have that blockbuster Dementor.
This prison was once also known as Nurmengard concentration camp. It was used by Grindelwald to imprison wizards who opposed him. It was changed and changed, and it became a wizarding prison for his own.
Bang!
A dull voice sounded, and Iger knocked out a prison guard with a hammer, leaving no one standing wherever he passed.
"The lurking is very successful..." Iger muttered softly, and the two got into the prison all the way.
"You call this lurking?" Emily looked at the large number of guards behind her silently.
"Don't pay attention to those details..." Iger smiled: "I guess that guy will be on the top floor, in the strictest cell."
Saying that, Iger's figure kept flickering, and he quickly flashed past one cell after another.
Soon, with a few more bangs, Iger appeared in front of a gloomy iron gate.
He was quite sure that this was Grindelwald's cell, because it was already the highest floor, and there was only one cell on the entire floor, and there were also these two guards.
It seems that people in the magic world are really afraid of being tossed by Grindelwald...
But thinking that the old man has been locked up here for half his life, he should have no fighting power...
"Dangdangdang..."
There was a knock on the door, and Aigra passed through the door in a tone of voice: "Hello, is there anyone?"
"Hehehehe..."
A deep laughter sounded from the door: "Yes."
"Oh..." Iger nodded, stretched out his hand on the door, there was a click, followed by another sound of mechanical operation, and it took a long time for the door to open with a rumble.
The environment in the room was dark and humid, and Iger couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Excuse me."
"Fortunately, it's not disturbing." On a small bed in the corner of the room, a long-haired old man looked at Iger with interest: "Iger Morriss?"
"You know me?" Iger was surprised, he could see it even with his hood on?
"Of course, although many people want me to die, but... they are still willing to provide a newspaper..." Grindelwald laughed.
"Oh...hahaha." Iger scratched his head embarrassedly: "I didn't expect that I would be so famous, hahaha..."
Emily looked at Iger speechlessly, can you be more reserved?
"So..." Grindelwald's voice was soft and elegant: "Why did the little friend come to me?"
Originally Grindelwald thought Iger was looking for him for the Elder Wand, but looking at the golden wand floating behind Iger, Grindelwald suddenly felt that the Elder Wand was a bit pricey...
The Dark Lord is not in vain, at least he has vision. Isn't the big red gem on the wand the magic stone!
"It's okay, just curious, come and see." Iger grinned.
Grindelwald nodded suddenly looked over Iger and looked at the fainted guard behind the two: "Ordinary people can't bear your curiosity..."
The old man's mouth is so sharp...
Iger smiled. He felt that Grindelwald and Dumbledore were very similar, and their eyes were equally wise and deep. It was no wonder that these two people were attracted to each other...
emmm, sure enough, I'd better be a layman...
Iger's eyes fell on Grindelwald, and he looked at Grindelwald curiously: "You don't have a detector on your body?"
Magic detector, as the name suggests, is a kind of special bracelet that detects whether people have magic-casting behavior.
"Ah... I used to have it, but since I turned 100..." Grindelwald reminisced in his eyes: "I haven't worn it for me..."
Iger twitched the corners of his mouth, the big bosses in this world are really unstoppable, and it is easy to have a 100-year-old birthday and a 200-year-old birthday. How can this make him a fourteen-year-old cute new lover?
If you add up your two lifetimes, you're probably living a fraction of your life, right?