When Allen passed through the cell next door and saw him, he was standing straight in the middle of the cell. The light of the magic lamp flickered on his body, but he didn't move at all. The prison uniform he wore had been tailored to make him look very well dressed. If Allen didn't know that he didn't inform Grindelwald in advance, he would have thought that Grindelwald was waiting here to welcome him.
The skin that was slightly exposed under the prison uniform was an unnatural white. Under the white hair that was sparse due to his age, but was combed meticulously, there was a faint smile on his face, as if it was a habit. Under his bright forehead, a pair of strange eyes seemed to be staring at Allen without blinking at all. His pupils were completely different. The one on the right was a strange gray-white pupil.
Although he looked healthy now, Ellen could tell that his face was once filled with traces of being disturbed by worry, and his complexion had only recovered in a short period of time.
"Good afternoon." Grindelwald took the lead in greeting Ellen in his unique elegant tone.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Grindelwald. I am Allen Harris." Allen stood in front of him and introduced himself.
"You are Owen Harris' son, aren't you?" Grindelwald didn't move except for the corner of his mouth. He just smiled and stood face to face with Allen.
"Yes, I am his youngest son." Allen nodded and added.
Grindelwald maintained his smile, but his eyes still didn't blink. He looked at Allen with a scrutinizing gaze: "Can I see your proof?"
"Of course." Allen wasn't surprised. He took out his wallet and took out a necklace with the symbol of the Grim Reaper that his father gave him before he left. This was also Grindelwald's personal mark.
Grindelwald said apologetically: "Please come closer."
Allen raised the necklace and took a few steps forward.
"Closer." Grindelwald also slowly took a few steps forward. He stared at Allen for a while before looking at the necklace.
When he raised his head again, his right eye blinked gently and showed a charming smile: "It is true, but Owen sent a student to see me?"
"Actually, I asked to see you. I am also the heir of Family Harris." Allen also showed a smile and looked at him.
"Please sit." Grindelwald pointed to the chair behind Allen with his chin.
"There is also a chair beside your table. I don't think I am rude enough to sit down and let an old man talk to me." Allen pointed to the armchair in front of the table in Grindelwald's cell. He didn't sit down first. Otherwise, he would be looking up at Grindelwald, and Grindelwald would be looking down at him. "The sketch of the central square on your wall is quite good. Did you draw it yourself?"
"Please forgive me." Grindelwald didn't use his wand. Instead, he waved his hand and moved the chair behind him. He then sat down with Allen. The two looked at each other face to face again. "Are you so familiar with Nuremberg?"
"In fact, I just came from there. These details came from your memory?" Allen continued to chat with him casually.
Grindelwald nodded with a smile, but his voice became a little melancholy.
"Allen, I only have memories and the smell of the outside world from this small ventilation window." He pointed to the narrow ventilation window behind him. "Although Owen didn't really want to invite me out, at least he still remembered our old friendship. After I helped him last year, he got me some furniture and supplies that improved my quality of life a lot."
Just as Allen was about to say something, Grindelwald raised his hand and interrupted him. He then raised his head and sniffed attentively. He closed his eyes for a while and opened his mouth again. "Ojivi Sisters Soap. It seems that you have a girlfriend with good taste. Did she give you the necklace?" He sniffed hard again and looked down at Allen with a mischievous smile. "The only drawback of the central square is that there is too much pigeon poop."
"Uh …" Allen moved in his seat and avoided Grindelwald's eyes. He also deliberately used his wand to cast a new spell on his boots to remove the pigeon poop that he didn't notice. "I'm sorry, Mr. Grindelwald."
Grindelwald shook his head and smiled softly. "No, no, no, Allen, you did a good job. You're very polite and very patient. Although it's just a clean spell, casting without a wand is a skill that only very few excellent wizards can use. " He paused again and winked at Allen. "Call me Gellar. So, Mr. Allen, why did you come to see me today?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was finally really harmonious, Allen told Grindelwald about the return of Lord Voldemort and the fact that he could copy the projection of his enemy's Doppelganger Mirror.
"Allen, you're not being honest. Although I've never been lucky enough to obtain the Doppelganger Mirror, I think if you want to copy my projection, you don't need to talk nonsense with an old man like me. You just need to take it out and shine it on me for a while. So, Allen, why did you come to see me today? "Grindelwald asked the same question again.
"This is indeed why I came to see you," Allen paused and then continued. "In fact, I also want to learn some of your unique spells and knowledge. So, when I use the mirror, it would be better if I get your permission in advance."
Grindelwald did not give a direct answer. "So, Allen, you're a Ravenclaw? Also, why are you so eager to improve your strength? Didn't you tell me that Dumbledore was not defeated by the resurrected Tom Liddell? "
"He believes in a prophecy too much. In addition, although so many years have passed, he is still brooding over what happened to Miss Alianna Dumbledore. I even suspect that if it weren't for so many responsibilities entangling him, he would have thought of …" Alan didn't wait for Grindelwald to show any reaction to him knowing what happened to the three of them back then and asked, "Do you know which of the three of you cast the spell on Miss Alianna Dumbledore? But you didn't tell him the truth out of self-protection. When you were in Europe, you didn't harass the British. Apart from the Blood Alliance, he didn't personally stop you for a long time. He also didn't dare to investigate. Was he afraid that you would tell him the truth? "
The smile on Grindelwald's face finally disappeared. "Although I don't know how you know so much about the accident, why do you want to defeat him personally? Do you want to replace Dumbledore as the next greatest light wizard? Owen asked me for so many people. It seems that you won't be small in the future. Or do you want to become the next generation of The Dark Lord? "
"Mr. Gatler, I'm not Dumbledore, and I'm not the Lord Voldemort. This precious knowledge should not disappear." Allen did not answer Grindelwald's question directly. He raised his head and said, "It is said that the color of your right eye will change when you activate the prophecy ability. Why do you think I did that?"
"What's the necklace on your neck?" Grindelwald pointed to the necklace on Allen's neck. Allen was a little embarrassed. He did not want Grindelwald to misunderstand that he was his loyal admirer, but in the end, he still took out the necklace with the symbol of the Sacred Artifact of Death.
Grindelwald stared at the personal symbol that also belonged to him silently. After a while, he spoke again. "Take out your nemesis, the Doppelganger Mirror. Also, have you prepared tools like a meditation basin?"
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