"I truly didn't expect you to be able to achieve a 'resonance' with Nurmengard!" Serena Pendragon picked up the flask and took a sip of whiskey. "I thought..."
Gellert Grindelwald cut in and asked, "You thought I was imprisoned here, so I ought to hate this place and wouldn't 'resonate' with it... is that it?"
"I did think that before." Serena Pendragon set down the flask and looked around. "But you also just told me that you feel this place has been keeping you company."
"Yes! Nurmengard has indeed been keeping me company." Gellert Grindelwald nodded. "I've stayed here for too long—so long that I've long since grown used to it."
"Perhaps to you, what your palm can touch is only the coldness of bricks and stone. But to me, I can feel far more through these walls."
He closed his eyes, turned, and pressed his palm to the wall. "Rain and snow beat against the tower—that is the heartbeat of the world. Wind travels through the corridors—that is the breathing of the world."
"Of course! This is only the first step, and I completed this step long ago... As for when I completed it, I've actually somewhat forgotten."
"This is the place Albus and I chose together. I'm very likely to spend the rest of my life here. If I did nothing at all and simply let time pass in vain, that would undoubtedly be the greatest extravagance."
Serena Pendragon asked, "And then you were inspired by Vizet... by Vizet and Dumbledore, and they showed you how you should enter the second step?"
"A very accurate way of putting it." Gellert Grindelwald smiled faintly. "For a Wizard, a wand is of vital importance."
"It's just that my situation is very special. Whether it was my former wand or that