Chapter 481

If a man is imprisoned in prison for more than 50 years, what can he do for such a long time?

For others, greenward may not know; But for himself, he has thought about what he should think and what he is willing to think and what he is unwilling to think. Time is like water droplets on stalactites, falling endlessly bit by bit, seemingly slowly, but actually gradually passing away.

He is a wizard, and so is the black wizard. Apart from the wisps of memories of the past, all he could use to pass the time was the vast sea of magic knowledge.

His magic was imprisoned by Dumbledore's magic. Even if he was given a magic wand, he couldn't send out even a certain light. But at his level, just studying theoretical knowledge is enough for him to spend his life.

On the top of the dark and gloomy newmond GAD tower, he thought, thought and thought again... Inventory every spell he knew, disassemble and crush it to analyze, summarize and interpret, and find a so-called true meaning.

From the huge number of magic spells, he found some similarities between the words of magic spells, summarized the meaning represented by some syllables, supplemented by the track of waving a staff, trying to find the hidden law.

Or is Garrett greenward a genius wizard second only to Dumbledore? He did a lot of boring research in newmond, and even touched the trace of rules before Dumbledore, who was busy with mundane affairs.

However, his pursuit of the essence of magic stopped forever in trying to confirm the existence of rules.

Without Maka's chance and coincidence, he could not perceive the actual existence of magic just by his own spirit. In other words, before touching the step of regular runes, he lacks one of the most critical steps.

Greenward, who could not really find the regular rune, finally turned to the path taken by Dumbledore after all kinds of exploration failed. In other words, despite his previous efforts, he jumped from the study of material laws to the study of spiritual power.

I still remember that there is a relic under the British Ministry of magic that has existed since ancient times. Before the Ministry of magic was established and it was called the "Wizard Council", the relic existed there all the time.

Today, it is one of the rooms of the Department of mystery affairs of the Ministry of magic, and it is also the only room with a strong door lock spell.

There, a mysterious and powerful force lingers.

Dumbledore called that power "love". But greenward doesn't think so. He thinks it should be called "desire".

Facts have proved that even with the same goal and the same direction, different people will walk out of different paths.

But I have to admit that Dumbledore went faster and farther than him.

"... I want to see where the meaning of life and death is, and whether it is' love 'that sustains them."

This is what Dumbledore said when he finally went to newmond to see him before his death.

Greenward didn't understand until he left the newmond GAD tower. But when he left there and learned of Dumbledore's death, he finally found a direction.

To be exact, it was Dumbledore's death that lit up the way forward for him.

About this 50 year long magic exploration process, Maka is naturally unknown. But when greenward repeatedly asked him "do you want to see Dumbledore again", he had some speculation.

Since Dumbledore could go to the place only half a step away from death, his old friend Garrett greenward, who had the same magic talent as him, might be able to do the same.

"... why, Mr. greenward wants to take me with him?"

Faced with greenward's inquiry, Maka showed no interest. Not to mention that he had been guided by Dumbledore once, even if he had not been there, he didn't want to go at all.

That's not the place he should go, at least not now. He and Dumbledore did not go the same way, which Dumbledore had already said. Moreover, he has a few pounds, which is very clear in his heart.

"Don't you want to?" Greenwald smiled peacefully, like an ordinary kind old man, "Oh, maybe you don't know... Albus didn't really 'die', on the contrary, he was walking at the forefront of modern wizards!"

At this point, he gave a little meal, and his face showed a look of longing.

"McLean, you are a little wizard with enough wisdom. I haven't seen anyone who can reach you at this age... Don't you want to follow albus and me to explore the true meaning of magic?"

The more he said, the more Voldemort behind the ice coffin couldn't calm down. Are you kidding? Dumbledore's not dead? And it's not just that he didn't die. According to greenward, Dumbledore is even stronger.

What's he doing with Voldemort today? To die?

Voldemort with reason... Or Tom Riddle with reason, is a smart man who knows how to pursue good and avoid bad. He understood this when he was only a teenager.

Therefore, he will press the desire in his heart and act like a real good student to win the trust of professors and students.

That's why his mind is full of running away now.

Unfortunately, he can't run away!

Since greenward appeared just now, he has tried to break the barrier opened by Maka. But it was a cage constructed by Maka's carefully prepared Rune array.

Although the inability to move is a huge defect, how can it be easily broken once it is opened?

At present, Voldemort can only stand. Even if he is full of anger and vigilance, he can only pestle there. Let's first choose the only option of "watching its change".

To be honest, neither Marca nor Voldemort knew what greenward was going to do. Even if he said he was going to see Dumbledore, how should he go?

Is he going to die on an ice coffin?

Maka shook her head in her heart and put aside the ridiculous idea.

"All I know is that I can't go there yet, and I can't go now," he said slowly, looking straight at greenward. "Maybe I'll go later, but I have to go on my own. Otherwise, even if I go, I don't think it makes much sense."

"Child, you don't understand yet." greenward sighed. "That's right. Even if you have rare magic talents in the world, your life is still too short..."

Maka can feel greenward's kindness. Although it's strange to say so, it's really a kind of kindness.

In fact, it can be seen from greenward's life experience that unlike Voldemort, the Dark Lord of the previous generation was not the kind of person who only valued himself.

When he met those stupid people, he was as dismissive as Voldemort, and even lacked the interest to use them as tools; But when he met powerful and gifted wizards, he would love them like Dumbledore.

Like the old black wizard Lenny, he was one of the talents favored by him at that time.

In greenward's view, a young wizard like Maka can hardly be described as one in a million. It's no wonder he loves talents.

"... albus pointed out the way forward for me. Next, let me open up a correct path for you!"

Before the words fell, he suddenly turned around and waved his wand, and a vague shadow gradually became clear in front of him. Although Maka didn't feel a trace of hostility, when he looked at it, his face suddenly changed dramatically.

When on earth did greenward get such a thing?

……

Just a moment before Marca was shocked, Harry and Ron were full of mourning. They have been wandering around the cabin for several times, but they still get nothing.

"... Harry, take a break! It's my turn." Ron got up from the floor and said weakly.

They haven't given up yet, but it's almost time to reach the limit. Fatigue, thirst and hunger came to them one after another, which really made them a little unbearable.

But they didn't know where their perseverance came from. From the time they really began to feel hungry and thirsty, they tacitly refused to mention it.

They all know that once they start complaining, they may soon lose their grip.

However, even if they don't think about it as much as possible, the dryness between the lips and teeth and the burning fire in the abdomen are constantly stimulating their nerves and reminding them that they haven't drunk a drop of water or eaten a meal for more than ten hours.

"Harry..." after a while, Ron, who was dawdling by the wall, finally couldn't stand it. "Really... I'm so thirsty... I really want to drink some water and eat something... Ah!"

As he spoke, he suddenly gave a faint cry of surprise. Although he was so weak that he even spoke slowly, this low cry was particularly clear.

"What's the matter? What do you find... Ah!"

Harry looked up to ask Ron if he had found a clue to leave. But as soon as he looked up, he exclaimed like Ron.

Nothing else, just because they all saw the "clue to leave here", but this clue is not generally big.

In fact, on the wooden wall where they could see, a huge picture frame was silently emerging. The picture frame seemed to protrude slowly from the wall and gradually became clear in their vision.