Chapter 175 The Grace of Saving Life and the Grace of Not Killing? (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket~)

When Grindelwald opened his eyes again, the sky outside the castle had completely darkened.

There were stars in the clear night sky, and the gossamer-like moonlight silently shrouded the corner of the living room, looking somewhat indescribably beautiful and dreamy.

Grindelwald slowly sat up and tried to move his left arm slightly. Except for a slight pain, there was no crushing pain like the tsunami before. He had also put on his upper body clothes again. Everything that happened seemed like a dream.

Under him, there was a neatly laid out clean quilt. Just as Elena said, it was indeed exceptionally warm and soft, which almost made him feel a little warm after sleeping on a hard wooden bed for more than forty years. The thought of lying down again.

It was obvious that the little witch named Elena Kaslana had successfully mastered the ancient runes he had taught before.

However, as an old man who has experienced the Wizarding War, Grindelwald is very aware of how seriously he was injured before. To be able to recover to the current level, the amount of magic and energy Elena needs to expend should have already exceeded her upper limit. .

"That child is really..."

Grindelwald shook his head. In the end, he couldn't find the right words to describe it, and the expression on his face was quite complicated.

Looking around, when he woke up this time, he did not see Elena's figure. The room was extremely quiet, except for the occasional light sound of flames in the fireplace, there was no other sound.

On the mahogany coffee table not far from Grindelwald, there was a thin piece of parchment. The old wizard curiously took it into his hand and looked at it. Not surprisingly, it was a message written by Elena to him——

[Dinner has been prepared. Boiled potatoes with salt and cabbage in salty broth are covered in a pot on the kitchen stove. If it feels a little cold, you can put it on the fireplace to heat it up. For the sake of saving my life and not killing me, please don’t disturb my sleep, ★()rua! 】

The grace of saving life and the grace of not killing? !

Glancing at the pattern scrawled on the parchment, Grindelwald couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes. He couldn't help but think of the little girl who imitated the roar of the little monster before, and his left shoulder started to feel faintly painful again. .

The old man subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the closed wooden door of the master bedroom, and took a deep breath - forget it, I'm not as knowledgeable as a little girl.

However, it is a new interpretation of ancient magic texts, and it is a strengthening spell that has never appeared on the weak body of wizards - is this one of the reasons why ancient wizards can be so powerful?

Grindelwald shook his head and suppressed this confusion for the time being. He still had a lot of time to slowly study this problem later. Putting down the parchment in his hand, Grindelwald walked to the workbench in the open kitchen.

After looking at the simple dinner that Elena had prepared for him before going to bed, as well as the neatly tidied "weeds" and "vines" on the side, the first-generation Dark Lord tapped his fingers on the countertop thoughtfully. He suddenly understood why Dumbledore valued this little witch named Elena Kaslana so much.

"Albus, you really gave me a difficult problem. What should I teach tomorrow..."

Even the most rigorous and ancient ancient Fusac runes, and in his opinion the mildest runes of origin of healing spells, could have such a serious accident. Grindelwald really didn't know that there were other... Knowledge about enchantments is safe.

However, after the room was blown up, he had to seriously start thinking about teaching issues. Otherwise, if Elena had used her freely, and Grindelwald's physical condition, he would not be able to withstand the girl's torment. If a situation like today happens a few more times, he may not be able to wait until Dumbledore can take Elena back to Hogwarts, and he will have to be buried outside Nurmengard Castle first.

According to Elena's previous statement, it seems that this little girl likes magical animals as much as Newt Scamander. Although Grindelwald has always been resistant to this knowledge, at present, it may only be from this aspect. Think of a way.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, peeled off the skin of the potatoes, dipped the salt grains in the plate nearby and stuffed it into his mouth. Feeling the taste of starch and coarse salt melting in his mouth, he sighed in distress. , "If I had known that this kid would be so scary after learning magic, I shouldn't have said so many rejections and useless words to Albus. I would have just suggested to Albus to send this little guy directly to Newt Scamander. alright."

Fortunately, even if you are not a senior researcher on magical animals, you should be able to deal with that difficult little girl with just some basic knowledge - after all, no matter how evil you are, you are still just a child. There is no way that there will be any problems with the book knowledge.

Thinking of this, Grindelwald felt a little more at ease and took a sip of the still warm cabbage and bacon soup.

It has to be said that since he raised his opinion, Elena has really put more thought into the processing of ingredients. At least this time there is no earthy smell in the vegetable soup.

Not only that, as one of the most common main soups in European civilian households, the cabbage and bacon soup made by Elena looks slightly different from the normal ones.

About half of the cabbage was cut into neat shreds and cooked together with bacon strips that were also cut into shreds, giving it an appetizing appearance. If Grindelwald guessed correctly, the girl should A little pepper is also added to enhance the flavor, giving it a warm feeling when drinking it.

"Huh? This soup is weird..."

Grindelwald frowned and looked carefully at the mediocre cabbage broth in his hand. For some reason, he always felt that this bowl of soup was particularly delicious. After drinking a full bowl, the pain in his body could not help but diminish. point.

However, anyway, there were only a few items of food in the food box that Dumbledore left for the two of them, and most of the seasonings in the kitchen were just common condiments. In such a desolate Nurmengard Castle, Apart from some wild grasses and vines that can be seen everywhere, Elena can't find any other strange ingredients.

"...Is it an illusion? Forget it, let's think about the next course first."

Grindelwald shook his head in confusion, and couldn't help but serve another large bowl of cabbage soup. Since he couldn't understand, there was no need to delve into it. This kind of boring question about whether the food was delicious or not was of no importance to him. Maybe Only Muggle-born children and house elves would seriously consider it, right?

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