Early in the morning, Newmungarde was shrouded in a thin layer of fog. The sun shone on it, giving off a ghostly aura. Anna and Fawkes the Phoenix appeared at the entrance of Newmungarde.
Anna followed the same path as last time. She passed through the hall, climbed up the stairs, and came to the sealed black door. Fawkes pecked it with her beak, and the door opened easily. "Pa." Anna turned on her flashlight and walked in.
Strangely, the room looked different from the last time she was here, even though the room was still empty. "Holy shit!" Anna almost dropped the basket in her hand.
A week wasn't a short time, but it wasn't a long time either. It wasn't long enough for a well-behaved old gentleman to turn into a skinny, severely malnourished old man in coarse clothes, right?
He looked like he could be on a social program criticizing 'elder abuse'!
Anna retreated strategically. "Uh, I didn't know there was someone else here. Sorry to disturb you." She thought she had walked into the wrong room. The person in front of her was completely different from the Grindelwald she met last time.
"Anna." The poor old man, who looked very weak on the bed, called out Anna's name. His voice was hoarse and broken, and then he laughed. "It's a surprise."
God, this was not a surprise. He looked like he was about to meet Merlin!
Anna suddenly felt guilty for bringing a pickled fish burger. "Mr. Grindelwald?" She asked again.
"Yes, it's me." Grindelwald nodded. The overly loose coarse clothes made him look like a house elf wrapped in a sheet.
"I like to dress casually, and I don't have the strength to maintain my magic all the time," Grindelwald explained. He struggled to sit up on the bed. His movements were very gentle, as if he would die if he used even a little bit of force. Creak! The rusty iron bed screamed for help, even though there was only an old man sitting on it, who probably weighed less than 90 pounds.
"So, what did you bring me?"
Anna suddenly felt that the bamboo basket in her hand was extremely heavy. A little fairy called 'guilt' was screaming in her head. "Look at you, Anna!
What delicious food did you bring for this frail old man?! "
"Uh …" Anna took out the things in the basket one by one. First, it was a can of cola. Grindelwald raised his eyebrows. "Wow, it looks like something an old person would drink. How considerate."
Anna took out a French baguette and paused for a second before putting it back silently.
"When I was young, or rather when I had teeth," Grindelwald smiled, "it was a pleasure to eat this with spaghetti sauce."
"I'll bring you some spaghetti next time," Anna said as she continued to search through the basket. She frowned as she took out a plate of steak that she didn't know how well done it was. This was the most normal food in the basket. She just didn't know if Grindvall's teeth could handle it.
Anna stole a glance at Grindvall. She wasn't sure if she had seen wrongly — Grindvall didn't seem to have a single tooth.
Heavens.
Anna lowered her head and looked at the last thing in the basket.
"Aren't you going to take it out?"
Grindelwald was eating the steak with great effort, but he didn't complain at all. This made Anna feel even more guilty. Originally, she just wanted to test whether Grindelwald had turned over a new leaf. However, she completely forgot that he was already over a hundred years old.
"Uh … Are you talking about the baguette?"
Anna didn't want to take out the pickled fish burger. For the sake of her conscience, and at the same time, the smell of the pickled fish burger was too strong.
"No," Grindelwald was still smiling. "I'm talking about the special pickled fish burger of Hogwarts."
Wait, how did he know that there was a pickled fish burger in the basket?
Anna frowned. She was sure that she didn't look into his eyes. He couldn't have read her mind. Besides, Grindelwald wasn't a born psychic. "Is this your prophecy?
Mr. Grindelwald? "
Grindelwald nodded. The left side of his mouth curled up slightly as if he was talking about a trivial matter. "Indeed, it's my prophecy."
Anna didn't think that prophecy could predict such an accurate result, but she was curious about Grindelwald's skill. "May I have the opportunity to learn this skill?" She paused for a second. "In exchange, I can satisfy your request."
"Child," Grindelwald took out the evil-smelling pickled fish burger from the basket. "Prophecy requires talent, and I'm a little curious about your talent."
He shook the burger in his hand and stared at Anna's curly brown hair. "Then let's do a test. No matter what method you use, you have to make a prophecy for me."
Anna shrugged. "Of course, Mr. Grindelwald." She picked up the baguette and made a few symbolic strokes in the air, pretending that she was seriously making a prophecy. She even said a few confusing Chinese words such as' pineapple pineapple '. She stopped. "Oh, Mr. Grindelwald — I'm very sorry. I see a man without a nose taking your life here."
"Hahaha …" Grindelwald didn't seem to believe it too much. He laughed so hard that tears almost came out of his eyes. "A very good prophecy. I haven't been so happy for a long time." He finally stopped laughing. "I believe that I'll die here. As for the man without a nose, let's assume that he exists for the time being."
But in fact, he did exist. Anna tilted her head. She was puzzled by Grindelwald's prophecy. He could predict the pickled fish burger, but he couldn't predict Voldemort?
"Mr. Grindelwald, can you demonstrate it again?
Your prophecy? "
Anna put on an expectant expression like an ordinary little girl, mainly imitating Miss Jenny who wanted to eat pudding.
Grindelwald took a bite of the pickled fish burger and suppressed the urge to vomit. "Of course, Anna, that's really simple. But we can't talk too much about the future. Let's talk about you."
"Me?"
Anna stared at the burger in Grindelwald's hand. "If I remember correctly, this is the second time we've met, Mr. Grindelwald."
"But I've known you for a long time." Grindelwald nodded slightly. "Through the prophecy."
Anna didn't say anything.
"I know who set off the fireworks in Diagon Alley, and I know who secretly widened the gap between the iron railings in Azkaban," Grindelwald continued. "Sitting here, I can know about you through the prophecy. I can see your life."
Anna frowned. "This may be what Headmaster Dumbledore told you, or it may be you who read my mind."
"We both know that to read someone's mind, one must look directly into their eyes. This is why you completely refused to look at me when you came here." Grindelwald shrugged. "As for Abusi, why did he tell me this?
Grindelwald continued. "Oh, I also saw someone sneaking into the Hogwarts with a friend. She knew the secret code of the secret passage, and she also knew that a girl was Magus in disguise."
Anna's eyes widened. She was completely shocked by Grindelwald's prophecy. If this was really a prophecy, it was a little too powerful.
"Anna, you have great potential —" Grindelwald paused for a second. "Perhaps you also have the gift of prophecy. If I can teach you prophecy, then it means that you will become my student. Look, although we have only met twice, I know your experience. You know when I will die, and we are much closer in an instant."
"Oh, dear Anna, don't look at me like that. If I'm destined to be killed by that noseless man, then I'd rather leave something behind before I go." Grindelwald began to cough violently. "After all, I'm just a harmless and weak old man now."
A harmless and weak old man who was good at prophecy.
Interesting. Although she didn't know what Grindelwald had prophesied and wanted her to become his student, Anna was completely convinced by his prophecy. "Your prophecy is really powerful, Professor Grindelwald."
"Thank you for your compliment, Anna. Many people say so." He put the pickled fish burger in his hand back into the bamboo basket. "Next time, don't let your professor taste this food. It's more uncomfortable than looking at the stars. Please remember, I'm just a weak and harmless old man."
"Uh … I'll bring something good next time, I promise."
"That couldn't be better."