Chapter 30 Grindelwald's Deal

Dumbledore returned to Berlin, but left Rolf in this useless place, leaving the young man speechless.

Not to mention letting him go back to Karin's house to eat, drink and live, even if he stayed in the German Ministry of Magic, it would be better than staying in Nurmengard and accompanying this bad old man Grindelwald, right?

Of course, Rove would definitely not show this disgust in front of Grindelwald.

It's not that I'm jealous of Grindelwald, it's just that Rolf is a man of quality, culture, and high emotional intelligence... For Dumbledore's sake, let's leave some room for the former Dark Lord.

But Rolf still seriously underestimated the harshness of the environment, especially when it was dinner time. He looked at the food Grindelwald had prepared for him, and he was stunned in place.

It was a brown piece of German black bread, hollowed out in the middle, filled with broth.

Luofu squeezed the black bread. His hands were not weak, but he couldn't flatten the bread. It was like holding a stone.

It's as hard as Hagrid's rock cake, and it doesn't feel uncomfortable to use it as a hammer!

The broth was so bad that it was indescribable. Even if they said it was sewage taken from the dead fountain on the roof, Luo Fu believed it.

There were one or two pieces of whitish meat floating on the yellow and unpleasant soup, which Luofu guessed was rat meat.

"This is not rat meat." Grindelwald sat cross-legged on a stone, picked up a pinch of salt with his thumb and forefinger, and sprinkled it into his soup.

"That's the meat of evil spirits. You can't eat this kind of game in England. I caught it specially for you."

Luofu poked the pieces of meat with his fork, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you very much."

Elves are magical creatures unique to Germany. It is true that Rove has never tasted them, but if one kind of animal is overpopulated in a country, the quality of its meat will be very average to a large extent.

What's more, with Grindelwald's method, no matter how delicious the meat is, it will become pig food.

"You're welcome, let me take good care of you before Albus leaves." Grindelwald stuffed a spoonful of broth into his mouth and said with a smile:

"Even though it doesn't look very good, you won't get sick if you eat it if you don't eat it cleanly. The more tempting the food, the more careful you have to be."

As Grindelwald spoke, he put a few more elder leaves into Rolf's bowl, creating a meat and vegetable combination.

Grindelwald tore off a piece of bread and threw it into the broth. The broth softened the brown bread before he chewed it.

Seeing that the young man still didn't move his mouth, the old man said softly:

"If you really don't like eating evil spirits, I'll catch you some beetles and earthworms. They're easy to find. You can just kick over a stone."

"..."

Luofu sighed slightly, stared at the black bread, and muttered silently:

"This is not bread soup, this is not bread soup, this is eel noodles...this is eel noodles."

He scooped up another piece of meat with a spoon and said: "This is not evil spirit, this is fat intestine..."

Luofu swallowed the piece of meat in one gulp, without even chewing, and swallowed the salty fat piece of meat, but it got stuck in his throat and choked him. He hurriedly hammered his chest and started coughing.

"How is it? It tastes pretty good, right?" Grindelwald said with a smile, "If you like it, I'll catch some evil spirits for you tomorrow."

Luo Fu put the bowl on the ground in disgust, and he thought to himself: "Are there many evil spirits here?"

"The mountains behind are flooded everywhere," Grindelwald said calmly. "Many walls in Nurmengard collapsed because of the evil spirits. They stole a lot of bricks and stones and used them to make nests for themselves. ”

Luo Fe was surprised. The beasts in the South Village really bullied me and I am too old. As a magical zoologist, he must help Grindelwald solve this problem.

Grindelwald wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm full." Luo Fu was going to go back to his box in the evening and turn on a small stove. Forget about the evil spirit's meat.

He quickly opened his box again, picked up a crystal skull, handed it to Grindelwald and said, "It's what you want!"

Grindelwald took the skull, and two blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in the empty eye sockets of the skull.

The two eyes moved rapidly, then slowly stopped after a moment, staring at the old man, and asked in a hoarse, uncertain tone: "Are you Grindelwald?"

"Yin Ge, long time no see." The old man looked at him calmly.

"Grindelwald, you look like half a corpse." The skull said in surprise, "How come you are so much older than when you were separated from me?"

"Yes, time makes people grow old." Grindelwald slowly and tremblingly straightened up his creaking knees, and walked slowly:

"I definitely can't compare with you. I can live forever."

"You..." the skull suddenly said in horror: "You don't want to kill me, do you?"

"Yin Ge, I didn't kill you, the dragon disaster, back then, and I certainly won't do it now." The old man gathered up his robe and chuckled:

"Although I am old, our agreement is still valid. Even if I die one day, someone will help me fulfill my agreement with you. Don't worry!"

"Really?" The skull looked at the old man suspiciously. He knew Grindelwald's ability, but he didn't believe he could find a successor close to his strength.

"Yin Ge, you can only trust me." Grindelwald smiled slightly, waved his arm again, and the skull disappeared into thin air.

Rolf listened silently without saying a word, but he was guessing in his heart what special deal the son of Scylla had with Grindelwald.

Grindelwald did not speak either. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky. The dusk gradually deepened, and the cloudless sky turned into a dark purple like a bruise, and then disappeared into the black curtain.

He stared at the dead sky, the dark and desolate starless night. After a long silence, he suddenly said:

"Boy, you can tell Albus what you just heard, it's okay."

"I'm not the kind of person who tells tales behind people's backs." Rove smiled:

"Besides, since Professor Dumbledore asked me to get the skull, he must know about your deal with the man named Yin Ge."

"You're not stupid." Grindelwald smiled, and the cold wind rustled through the mountains. His robe shook behind him, as if it had life.

"My deal with Yin Ge is actually very simple. I helped him kill his father."

"Kill his father?" Rove was shocked when he heard this.

"That's right. Yin Ge's father abandoned him and his mother and left the island, so he hated his father and wanted to kill him with his own hands."

"So, who is his father?" Rolf asked curiously.

"A wizard you also know." Grindelwald raised his lips slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Corvinus Gaunt."

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(Thanks to the two masters "Second Fool Boy" and "97 Water's Bitter Salted Fish" for their rewards.)