Chapter 138 Gap

On the mountainside, a gust of wind blew past, and the military uniforms on the two of them rattled. Norbert retracted his wand, tucked it back into his waist, folded his arms, and waited for Gellert's reply.

Gellert narrowed his eyes. Over the years, they have tried every means to sneak into various secret realms, running around the world, looking for clues to the fire dragon treasure, but they did not expect to be noticed when they were nearing the end of the journey.

He didn't know if this was in his teacher's plan, but he didn't want to make a decision hastily. The young alchemist in front of him didn't seem to be an easy-going lamp.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head: "That's good, let me go to the top of the mountain first, if I can still find a dragon egg or a fire dragon on the top of the mountain after more than five hundred years, you can be with me." Fatir himself to negotiate the deal."

Noble stood motionless, his eyes full of suspicion, as if he didn't believe that he would agree so readily.

Gellert: "Why, you don't want to?"

Norbert stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then grabbed Gellert's arm, "Let's go up together."

As soon as the words fell, the two disappeared in place.

On the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, the moment Apparition was squeezed out, the cold wind cut on the skin like a blade, and the feeling of suffocation instantly flooded Gellert's brain. Here is an altitude of 5,000 meters, and the oxygen is extremely thin. The top of the mountain is covered with year-round snow, and the depth is almost ankle deep. And the hot African continent under his feet seemed as far away as another world.

He craned his neck to look around. There is a crater with a diameter of 2,400 meters and a depth of 200 meters. The walls inside the crater are huge crystal-clear and flawless ice layers, and huge icicles stand at the bottom, covered with ice and snow, like a huge jade basin. The scenery is beautiful and psychedelic, without the slightest artificial trace.

Gellert stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. There was a crackling sound beside him, and another figure Apparated to him.

Norbert Hagrid apparated and stood on the top of the mountain frowning,

"Just here? There are fire dragons here...?"

"I don't know, you brought me up here."

Gellert shrugged.

"What's your attitude?" Norbert asked gloomily.

Unmoved at all, Gellert jumped off the ice and looked around.

Norbert gave Gellert a suspicious look, jumped off the ice, and searched everywhere.

The crater was so silent that there was no sound, and the temperature was extremely low. It is hard to imagine that the latitude here is close to the equator. Although Gellert seemed to be inadvertent, his eyes were firmly locked on Norbert from the corner of his eyes, and he pressed his palm on the handle of the wand at his waist.

He has never been here himself, let alone the location of the legendary fire dragon treasure. He just followed Fatil's order and came to look for clues about the existence of the tomb. To be honest, he was also surprised, this place is full of ice, and the fire dragon can really survive here?

When he came near a huge blue ice layer, Gellert narrowed his eyes and his heart twitched. He felt something.

There is a vague spiritual power floating in the air. This spiritual power is extremely weak, and it cannot be detected without careful perception.

He glanced slightly at Norber who was standing on the other side, obviously he didn't feel anything unusual, he still stretched his neck and looked around.

Gellert was a little relieved, he closed his eyes, and tried his best to perceive the environment, and moved his footsteps to the edge of the ice layer little by little.

On the edge of the boulder, he found the source of this psychic energy. At the corner of the ice, under a transparent layer of ice, he saw a stone engraved with a subtle ring mark.

There is a triangle and vertical strips inside the ring, chiseled very casually and simply.

Gellert knew immediately that he had found his place.

He bit his finger calmly and made a blood mark on the ice surface, the mark was hidden in the ice layer. Afterwards, he wandered around the vicinity as if nothing had happened, and returned to Norber's side.

Noble turned his head immediately, and asked a little annoyed, "What the hell is there, not even a bird feather?"

"Why don't you ask Agareth Vasago himself?"

Gellert shrugged regretfully: "Let me tell you, the area here is less than ten square kilometers. If there were dragons, I think you would have seen them a long time ago."

"Have you felt any traces of magic?"

"You are a wizard and an internationally renowned alchemist. I should ask you this question."

Noble was anxious: "It is clearly stated in the letter that the treasure of Agares is on the highest peak in Africa."

"Maybe that letter you picked up was a prank," Gellert said.

This rather ironic remark made Norber's face sink.

Gellert gave him a sideways glance, calmed down and said, "It could be on other mountains, isn't it? There are so many mountains on the African continent. Do you dare to say that the highest peak must be this one?"

Norbert's gloomy face improved slightly.

"real?"

"If you don't look for it, how will you know if it's true or not?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand: "Give me back the wand, if you don't go down, those African wizards will notice the clue."

Norbert still hesitated.

Gellert: "Come on, don't you want to cooperate? Is there any reason to confiscate the partner's wand?"

"That's not enough."

Norbert took out his wand and handed it over.

"I'll go back and look up the information, and I'll come back to you if I have any clues."

In the military camp at the foot of the mountain, the weather was as hot as a steamer, and at noon on the African continent, the sun was terribly hot.

The black-haired youth Jacob Bohan sat on the camp bed, staring intently at the silver-haired youth beside him.

Fatil Drasses is holding a meat worm and teasing a strange looking young dragon.

The black baby dragon was only the size of a palm, and it was like a puff of smoke, entangled in the shadow of his fingers illuminated by the sun, and hovering constantly.

"Hey, Fatil, you don't really trust that kid, do you?"

Suddenly, Jacob asked.

Fatil raised his head differently: "What?"

"I said, you are the one who trains the dragon, why do you always bring him with you?"

"Why didn't I take him with me? He is my student and has been with me for more than ten years."

"But he is an outsider after all." Jacob said, "You exposed the family secrets to him like this, have you thought about what to do if he betrays in the future? I don't want the whole world to learn how to train dragons from your family." Skill."

"Jacob."

Fatil shook his fingers and retracted the black smoke.

"I trust Gellert as much as I trust myself."

"I don't know what to say, where did your trust come from?"

Jacob curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I heard that he was fired by Durmstrang, right?"

"Who hasn't been fired."

Fatil said lazily, "School is not a place for smart people."

"cut."

Jacob snorted, "Forget it, let's not argue about this, shall we go to the bar to have fun?"

"Is it just drinking?"

"It's almost the same if you're a woman."

Fatil sighed: "Bohan, don't you know that I have liked your sister for a long time?"

"Really, I won't tell her."

Jacob dug his earwax, "It's been so long since I've been out, I'm suffocated to death."

Fatil rubbed his temples.

"Please, go out and play by yourself, just treat it as a favor to me, okay?"

Jacob raised his eyebrows, picked up a cigarette, and threw the military uniform over his shoulders, "You guy, compared to when you were a child, you have really changed a lot."

"uh-huh."

Fatil had an expression of not wanting to talk to him very much.

Jacob stretched rather bored, opened the curtain and got out of the tent, and came to the bar near the army.

This is a place for officers to rest, and private soldiers are naturally not allowed to enter. But this is not a problem for the wizard, he flicked his fingers, and the private uniform on his body became the second lieutenant uniform.

He ordered a glass of beer at the bar, when he saw a woman drinking beer alone beside him.

She was about twenty-five years old, wearing a camisole, a straw hat, blond hair, and looked like a war correspondent, with a tall nose and big eyes, very beautiful.

Jacob was bored, so he sat down with a cup, "Hey."

The woman glanced at him and smiled: "Hey."

Jacob: "I think your money won't work here."

"What, you treat me?"

Jacob said to the bartender, "I'll invite you for the next round."

The woman gave him a blank look, "Go away, I'm not interested in you."

"Only not interested in certain aspects, miss."

He grinned and stretched out his hand: "Jacob."

"Daisy."

The bartender served the drink, and Jacob pushed the glass over.

"I've been looking at you just now, Daisy, and I think you're working a little hard."

"And you know what I do?" the woman said angrily.

Jacob got closer and teased, "I don't know, but I think I can do a job that makes you happy, whether it's part-time, full-time, or part-time."

"Can I fire you?"

The female reporter couldn't help but brush her hair.

"certainly."

Jacob raised his glass. "It's better to get some work-related injuries."

The two touched their glasses and sat closer.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Gellert touched the brim of his hat, lowered his head, and passed some soldiers. He didn't want to cause other disputes, after all, he had friction with people in the army for a few days.

After returning to the camp, he found his teacher Fatil sitting outside the tent with his legs crossed, holding a cigarette, with an angry and helpless expression.

"What's wrong?"

Gellert asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go in?"

Fatil pointed behind him helplessly, and Gellert turned his head to listen, and heard faint gasps coming from inside the tent, and opened the curtain to have a look.

He saw Jacob and a blond female reporter tossing and turning on the bed, their clothes falling all over the floor. The air is full of youth and growth.

Disgust flashed in Gellert's eyes, and he lowered the curtain. Sitting next to the teacher Fatil.

"Don't be surprised, he is like this."

Fatil sighed, bumped Gellert with his shoulder, and said with a smile: "How, have you found it?"

Gellert rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

Seeing this expression, Fatil's expression lifted, and he was overjoyed: "Did you find the clue?"

"Yes, you are right. That guy is indeed related to the Deathly Hallows."

"Great! I'll go talk to Jacob right now." Fatil was about to turn around and drill into the tent excitedly.

But upon hearing this, Gellert's face sank. He grabbed Fateer and pointed at the tent, "Do you really think that guy is reliable, the guy who thinks with his butt?"

Fatil was taken aback: "Gellert?"

"Listen, Fatil." Gellert emphasized in a low voice:

"This is the brainchild of the two of us, both of us! Jacob Bohan? Ha, he doesn't have any ideals to change the world at all. He just wants to gamble until he runs out of money, so he comes here. He just wants to dig To sell the dragon eggs for a lot of money, so that he can continue to be his playboy."

"ah"

Fatil sighed: "Here again, Gellert, you forgot, how did we get our clues? We got to this point with the help of others. Jacob is my family, especially My friend, I can't just abandon him like this."

"Our philosophy is far beyond a family, a country, you should not for"

"Enough." Fatil's voice became more serious:

"Gellert, needless to say. I wouldn't do that kind of thing, can you stand in my position and think about it?"

Gellert silently looked at the zebras on the African continent in the distance, without speaking.

Fatil moved a little closer,

"Hey, just this once, I promise, next time I will never take anyone else on our adventure."

Gellert stared into the teacher's eyes for a while, then nodded, not dwelling on the issue,

"Do you know Norbert Hagrid?"

"I know, that alchemist, what's wrong?"

Gellert: "I haven't told you yet, that guy is a problem too."

"What trouble?"

The two were talking, when the curtain of the tent behind them was lifted by a black-haired young man, naked Jacob came over, he was wearing a belt, and asked Gellert with a smile: "Have you reached the top of the mountain yet?"

Accompanied by his questioning, a shoulderless woman came out of the tent, and she kissed Jacob deeply. This action caused Gellert to frown again, and he turned his head away.

Aware of Gellert's displeasure, Jacob, who kissed the woman, chuckled and patted the female reporter's buttocks, "See you tonight."

The woman's eyes were full of spring, Shi Shi ran away with her coat in her arms.

Gellert took a deep breath, turned his head, and was extremely indifferent:

"Go up, but that fellow Hagrid went up with me."

Jacob narrowed his eyes and rubbed his chin. "Well, how much does he know?"

Gellert: "So much that he wants a piece of it."

"Slice of the pie"

Jacob's expression changed slightly, and his face became gloomy. He looked at Fatil and said, "What do you think?"

Fatil thought for a moment.

"Does he know the clue?"

"I don't know, I covered up the clues, and now he thinks the treasure is on top of other mountains."

"good."

Fatil said decisively: "There is a celebration dinner in the army tonight, and all officers must attend. It is not too late, we will leave immediately, and take advantage of the fact that Noble is not paying attention, let's go in first."

Gellert Grindelwald glanced at Jacob, sucked his teeth, and said nothing.