Chapter 321: Tom Is Seeking Death, Grindelwald Is Coming!
After sending Grindelwald away, Tom continued to study the magic circuit of the Crown of the Sun.
He felt that this thing should be quite compatible with the Phoenix Bloodline rewarded in the trial, and it could further enhance the power of fire magic.
Speaking of trials, Dumbledore has been flying all over the world lately, and as a result, the number of times he and Fawkes compete has decreased.
But since there was no way he could win now, the competition was just a recreational exercise, and he could also take Fox for a walk.
The destination of the one-man-one-bird race has changed from Istanbul to Damascus, Tehran, and even further east.
According to Tom's estimation, as long as he could store ten portions of his mental energy and cooperate well, he would have a chance of defeating Fox.
On Friday, Tom yawned as he walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"What did you do last night? Did Daphne pester you to tell her stories again?"
Hermione was a little puzzled. Tom was simply an energetic maniac. She rarely saw him listless. Although he often slept in class, it was purely out of boredom.
"Hermione, don't be unfair!"
Seeing Hermione putting the blame on her, Daphne, who was also lying down to catch up on her sleep, forced herself to sit up and waved her fist in defense, "I slept with Astoria last night."
"Then why are you so sleepy?"
"I lost track of time while playing pillow games yesterday and fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
Hermione looked speechlessly at the little golden retriever who had fallen down again, completely unaware that several Slytherin girls had miserable expressions on their faces.
Daphne and Astoria were playing in their dormitory. The two young ladies were happy, but they suffered along with them and stayed up until almost dawn before going to bed.
Astoria was trying to hold her tiring sister back from causing trouble for Tom, but Daphne simply didn't care. "People who have been pampered since childhood really find it hard to care about other people's feelings."
"I was working on a new magic last night." Tom said, lying on the table, "It's normal to feel sleepy after not sleeping all night. I'll be fine after a few classes."
In fact, it is not normal at all. With his physical condition and mental strength, he can withstand two or three days without sleep.
It was mainly Tom's own fault.
He spent an entire night to roughly complete the magic circuit of the Crown of the Sun in his body. With the new buff, of course he had to find a place to try it out.
The effect is indeed good. The temperature of the flame is directly raised by several levels. After subsequent meticulous craftsmanship and the improvement of the magic circuit, it can also become his trump card.
Then Tom's overly clever little brain had an idea. Isn't it the two Chongqings of ice and fire?
Try it.
This test revealed a problem.
Two completely opposite magical powers were generated at the same time and almost ran wild in his body.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and directly entered a state of mental leap.
He kept his mind absolutely calm and began to channel them little by little, allowing the two forces in the crater to erupt one after another in sequence.
But the energy consumed is still terrifying. When the crisis is resolved, it becomes like now, just like staying up all night for several nights in a row, and I can't muster any energy at all.
At this moment, Lupin appeared as the school bell rang. Hermione couldn't help but burst out laughing. Fortunately, the noise was so small that Lupin didn't hear it.
She found that Lupin's complexion and mental state were even worse than Tom's. This was not the first time. He would take a few days off every month after school started.
and
The little witch had some guesses, but she wasn't sure.
"Students, put your textbooks away." Lupin didn't know that Hermione had guessed his werewolf identity. Although he was in a bad state of mind, he still had a smile on his face and said gently.
The students were used to this and quickly put away their textbooks, except for Tom and Daphne, who both fell asleep.
Lupin didn't care about them either. He didn't need to worry about these two.
"Last semester, Professor Wilkinson offered a public dueling class, and it was really good business."
The young wizards' eyes lit up. Could it be that Lupin was going to restart this activity?
The duel open class is definitely the most popular activity.
Not only can you find someone to duel with, but the most important thing is that you can have fun.
Every time it is held, all kinds of grudges between students will be put on the table to be resolved.
The little wizards who enjoy the fun are very excited to hear it, and there are all kinds of abstract plots.
There are men who cheated on their girlfriends, women who cheated on their boyfriends, men who stole other people's boyfriends, and so on. There are all kinds of people like them, and you can only imagine what you can't see.
Feeling the anticipation of the little wizards, Lupin smiled helplessly.
"I'm sorry, but my energy is limited, and organizing a school-wide event is beyond my ability."
Suddenly, expectation turned into disappointment.
"However..." Lupin changed the subject, "As the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I should indeed provide you with assistance in dueling, especially since the current situation is... not stable."
The Order of the Phoenix was reorganized, and Lupin was naturally one of its members.
"I've decided to set aside a class from time to time as a coaching class. You can challenge me as much as you want. I will share your weaknesses and improvement techniques after the battle.
"But let's make it clear first, you can only come one at a time." Lupin suddenly said something humorous, and many people laughed.
"Well, the first duel demonstration class is next week, and this classroom won't allow you to fully demonstrate your abilities."
After saying that, Lupin started teaching the class and picked up the box containing Grindi Road at his feet.
Tom finally regained his energy after sleeping through two classes in the morning. He didn't react much after learning what Lupin wanted. Anyway, he wouldn't challenge Lupin, otherwise he would have to consider holding back and not killing him.
The weekend came in a blink of an eye.
The little wizards were happy this week.
Saturday was the Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and on Sunday they could go to Hogsmeade again.
The weather was sunny on the day of the game.
Before the players came out, many little wizards kept looking towards the Slytherin stands.
Tom had the best seat to watch the game.
Normally he wouldn't come to the Quidditch field to watch games, but today was Qiu's first time playing for Ravenclaw, so Tom naturally had to be there to cheer for Qiu.
Then a strange scene appeared at the scene. A huge banner with the words "Come on Ravenclaw! Cho will definitely catch the Golden Snitch" was floating in the Slytherin stands. It was bigger and flashier than other cheering banners, attracting the attention of the young wizards.
This struck the Ravenclaw students as odd—the opponents cheering for their team?"
"Tom, you're so biased!" Daphne pouted. "Even if Qiu Zhang played today, you couldn't cheer for him so blatantly. We're Slytherins, and we're rivals today!"
Hearing Daphne's righteous words, many of the surrounding snakes nodded secretly. They also wanted to speak, but they really didn't dare.
"What's the problem?" Tom looked at her strangely. "Anyway, Ravenclaw can't win. No matter how hard I try, it won't change the outcome. It's better to let Qiu Gaomi win."
After listening to Tom's explanation, Daphne opened her mouth and the students around her fell silent.
That seems to make sense...
Everyone knows how weak Ravenclaw is - the Bulk Academy, with the worst sense of collective honor among the four academies, and more females than males. Apart from captain Rodavis, the only male on the team is goalkeeper Kristo Pente, and the rest are all female.
*....
Except for that year when they won a beautiful victory against Gryffindor with one less player, they have basically not won in the past few years.
The following game also proved Tom's words. No one from Ravenclaw looked like a human throughout the game. Even Qiu, who made her debut, didn't perform very well due to nervousness. She was fooled by Malfoy's fake moves twice and eventually lost the game with a score difference of 200 points.
Wood, Harry and other Gryffindor Quidditch players were watching with grief.
The House Cup was a round-robin tournament, and the final outcome depended on the point difference.
They had lost by 80 points in the last game, and now their biggest competitor had won by 200 points.
The difference was 280 points, and catching up would be extremely difficult.
Harry looked at Malfoy, who was celebrating smugly in the air, and he had evil thoughts in his mind.
How about breaking Malfoy's legs before the match with Slytherin under the pretext of a duel?
He didn't know what was going on recently, but ever since he was released from detention at Snape's, he felt that his body was much stronger and his brain was working better. He had even learned three attack spells in a row.
....0...
Could it be that cleaning Snape's cauldrons was giving him some exercise?
On the other side, Tom was going to comfort Qiu after the game. Although Qiu was disappointed, she was very stable. She had actually expected such a result. However, Tom cheered for her in a big way, and the girl was still very moved. Once moved, she gave out a lot of benefits.
Look at the legs, eat the mouth, these are all you need.
On Sunday, most students went to Hogsmeade, but Tom didn't go because his last suicidal behavior had caused some damage to both of his magic circuits [needing to be repaired as soon as possible.
Next time I will experiment with new abilities, I won't do it outside, I'll just do it in the learning space. Anyway, the space is big enough now.
However, it was not without gain. Tom found that after the magic circuit was repaired, the process of increasing magic power became smoother. It used to take two or three seconds to enhance the corresponding attributes of magic power, but after the repair, the time was shortened by about 20%.
Rebirth after destruction?
Or cut out the redundant parts?
At his current level, he cannot understand the principles behind it, but he can study in this direction.
In a blink of an eye, it was evening.
The students returned to the auditorium with a lot of things to enjoy dinner. Tom listened to Daphne talking about what she had bought today. She also bought him two scarves and two pairs of gloves. She told him to try them on in the lounge. If they didn't look good, she would buy him other styles.
Hermione also brought him the parchment he had requested—packed in a bag with a traceless extension charm, weighing over a hundred pounds, with over ten thousand sheets, which emptied the stationery store.
"What do you need so much paper for?" Hermione asked in confusion.
"Of course I do. The derivation of many alchemical formulas is very complicated, so I need to compile them into a book and save them.
What he has is nothing. One third of Nico's library is his own experimental log.
Hermione nodded in understanding and walked back to the Gryffindor table.
The moment she sat down—
"Dumbledore!"
A thunderous roar shook the castle ceiling, and many little ones closed their eyes in pain.
Tom, who was drinking soup, was stunned. Why did this voice sound so familiar?
Dumbledore, who was chatting with Professor McGonagall, was also stunned. Why did this voice sound so familiar?
Next second.
The pupils of both of them dilated at the same time.
Grindelwald!
Chapter 322 Duel, King of the Century!
"Dumbledore————!"
Another roar was heard, and finally the people in the hall came to their senses, and Dumbledore stood up suddenly.
"All deans, take your students back to the dormitories, immediately. No one is allowed to come out without my permission!"
After saying this, without giving Professor McGonagall any chance to ask any questions, Fawkes had already landed on his shoulder, and with a flash of fire, [Dumbledore had disappeared into the hall.
Tom also took advantage of everyone's daze to slip out of the half-open door, and at the same time contacted Grindelwald in the study space.
"Old Ge! What the hell are you doing?"
"Why did you suddenly come to Hogwarts?"
Tom's voice roared in the study space, immediately attracting the other three people over, and Grindelwald's consciousness was also forcibly pulled in by him.
"What's going on?" Andros looked at the two of them. "Grindelwald came to see you?"
"Looking for me? He came to see Dumbledore!"
Grindelwald shrugged: "Tom, didn't you say that there is nothing for me to do now? I can act freely.
"But I also told you to gather the saints!"
"I'm also trying to gather the Saints." Grindelwald smiled. "Power brings obedience, strength earns admiration. Do you know why the situation is still relatively stable?"
"Because I haven't shown my true strength, many people are questioning in their hearts whether I have become a rotten old man who wants to go crazy at the last moment. Most of the saints think so too."
"Then I will dispel their doubts and tell the world that I am still the Grindelwald I once was. Not only have I not declined, but I have become even stronger. But to achieve this, I must fight Dumbledore."
"You just want to see an old friend!" Tom was so angry at Grindelwald's excuse that he laughed.
But we cannot say that this idea is wrong. Not only is it not wrong, it is very correct.
If you don't show off your muscles, how can you attract followers?
"Then fight me, even if Dumbledore beats you to death, I will not save you today.
After saying that, Tom exited the study space, but did not close the shared vision.
Grindelwald smiled indifferently.
die?
His soul is now in the hands of Tom and this strange space. Let's put it this way, the space is his Horcrux. After death, the soul will return to the space, and then he will just need to create a body.
As long as nothing unexpected happens to Tom, he is now immortal.
Crossing the long bridge, Dumbledore looked serious, the sky in the distance was a strange silver-blue, and with a snap, Tom Apparated.
Dumbledore immediately frowned: "Mr. Riddle, didn't I ask all the students to go back?"
"Professor, Grindelwald has arrived, hasn't he? Only he and Voldemort could make you look like this. I want to see him take the world by storm."
Tom said it bluntly, I want to see you take any seat.
"But it's dangerous here."
"Self-preservation is still no problem. You guys fight yours, and I'll stay away."
After saying that, Tom retreated a certain distance and reached the middle of the bridge. Once he got on the bridge, he would enter the restricted area of Hogwarts' Apparition. [Dumbledore felt a little relieved after seeing this.
It would be good to let Tom witness their battle, so that he can always have awe of strength and understand the meaning of being a top wizard, so as to avoid falling into danger in the future due to pride and complacency.
It was a practical demonstration lesson he gave Tom.
"Dumbledore!"
Another earth-shaking call was given, and Grindelwald finally appeared in the sky. Following him were three Stymphalos Lake Monster Birds made of fierce fire. The wings of each bird could cover the sky and turn the dark night sky into a silver-blue sea of fire.
"Dumbledore, long time no see. I can't wait for our Christmas get-together. It's understandable to bring it forward a bit, don't you think?"
Grindelwald stood in the center of the sea of fire, looking down at Dumbledore from a distance. There was amusement, teasing, and a sense of superiority in his eyes that Dumbledore could not understand.
In fact, it was not a sense of superiority. Grindelwald felt more pity for Dumbledore and was secretly happy about the information gap between the two sides.
The person who truly controls everything... is standing behind you.
However... Grindelwald was not too worried about Dumbledore's safety. It would even be better if he died. After his death, he might appear in the space somewhere.
"Grindelwald, it seems you've always been tired of being alone. Flying magic? Is it the result of all these years of research?"
Dumbledore was puzzled by Grindelwald's strange look, but he couldn't let himself be defeated verbally, so he immediately fought back.
"I said, I never felt like I did anything wrong, I just lost."
Grindelwald's expression was arrogant, with a hint of madness, and his voice became a little higher: "I came here today to see if you are still standing still after so many decades!"
The strong wind blew his robe, his long silver hair and beard fluttered, a cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and the elder wand appeared in his hand at some point.
"Let's put an end to everything. Your existence is the most unstable factor in the world, Grindelwald!"
"Hahaha! End of it?" Grindelwald laughed crazily. "Now you and I are both alone. I heard Scamander ran back to England. Dumbledore, who will love you now?"
Spells replaced words, and Dumbledore swung his wand like a whip, sending a powerful spell into the sky.
Grindelwald could easily dodge an attack at this distance with his speed, but he wouldn't, and Dumbledore knew he wouldn't.
The two spells collided fiercely, emitting dazzling lightning, and while the spells were flying, they were already brewing the next wave of attack.
"唳———!"
The three giant firebirds broke free and swooped down with a roar. With a clear phoenix cry, Fox pounced on the firebirds, and the two collided in mid-air, "exploding a dazzling and lightning-like light."
Fox was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of size and numbers, but it managed to entangle the Fiery Bird. The golden flames spread from its wings were not affected by the corrosiveness of the Fiery Bird at all, but instead were constantly purifying and strengthening itself.
Grindelwald had already fallen back to the ground from the sky, and the surging magic caused the clouds to be filled with lightning, which could be easily exploited, turning the air advantage into a disadvantage.
The beams of spells crisscrossed and collided, and each clash produced a powerful aftermath. The figures of the two people flashed one after another, and the crackling and exploding sounds of whips grew louder and louder, "like setting off firecrackers during the New Year."
"Pooh---!"
Tom on the bridge occupied the best viewing spot. He took out a bag of sunflower seeds from somewhere and ate them while watching with relish. He was originally speechless about Grindelwald's sudden attack, but now he felt that... it was a good thing.
How could he enjoy the show if he didn't come? With the help of Eagle Eye, he could clearly see the two people's mouths opening and closing, but he couldn't hear any sound.
"I should have learned lip reading earlier." Tom thought with some regret, "Pa..."
Tom stopped mid-sentence. He had originally wanted to ask the house-elf, Pala, to bring some food over, but the surrounding environment made it impossible for a house-elf to reach him. The space was trembling, the ground was shaking, and almost no one could Apparate in the nearby area...
Of course, not including Tom, there are also the two people fighting on the field.
In the study area, Andros, Ariana, and Ravenclaw were also watching the battle.
"Dumbledore's magic is very exquisite. Ordinary spells have the power to transform decay into magic in his hands." Andros nodded repeatedly. He is not a technical player, but he still has good eyesight.
Ariana didn't understand any of this, but seeing the two fighting, her thoughts went back to that day in the middle of summer.
Ravenclaw used the methods and styles of the two to analyze the changes in magic over the past thousand years, and verified them with the knowledge in his mind.
Of course...the three of them were mainly interested in watching the fun.
"Were these two really...?" Ravenclaw looked at Andros with some confusion.
"Yes." Andros didn't understand why she had such doubts: "Didn't Tom make it very clear before?"
"But this is what I'm doing." Ravenclaw thought thoughtfully: "Is it because of love turning into hate?"
It's no wonder Ravenclaw had doubts. Both of them were really angry, and every spell they cast was aimed at killing the other completely. Even Tom was amazed.
In the original book, Dumbledore never killed anyone and believed that death could never solve problems.
If you can't solve the problem, why are you killing me now?
Dumbledore was also shocked. He used his wand to deflect the spell that was heading towards him. He looked at Grindelwald in disbelief: "You want to kill me?"
"Don't you want to kill me too?" Grindelwald said with a wicked smile. "It's really not easy. Making you want to kill me seems like something I've never been able to do before."
"Dumbledore, be careful, if you are not careful I will kill you... Avada Kedavra!"
With the blessing of chanting the mantra, the green light was particularly dazzling this time, but it was silent during the flight, like the quiet god of death.
Dumbledore looked up, and suddenly a huge piece of earth was torn into pieces in front of him.
The green light easily penetrated and continued to move forward, turning the earth into powder and scattering.
A golden man blocked Dumbledore's way, forcing the direction of the spell, and then threw the spear in his hand.
During the flight, Dumbledore's sharpening spell had been attached to it at some point.
Tom looked at 2.7 thoughtfully.
The naturalness of the spellcasting process is also one of the important characteristics of the King of the Century. Ordinary wizards use spells as "arts", even if they are not rigid, there are fixed procedures and habits.
But when it comes to the King of the Century, it has become a "set", and every gesture is extremely natural, without any rules and at will.
Several teachers had explained this principle to him, but it was not something that could be put into practice simply by learning it. It was just like Master Qian's "Heavenly Secret Manual," which made him feel dizzy when he looked at it.
Now Tom possesses many methods that even the King of the Century and the Immortal Legend would envy, but how to truly integrate these methods into his own system requires research.
Under the night sky, the four deans who had settled the students were rushing towards this place. Ariana in the space suddenly thought of something and asked doubtfully:
"By the way, where is Aberforth? Logically speaking, he should be able to hear such a loud noise in Hogsmeade, right?"
People just can't stand being talked about. Aberforth Dumbledore transformed into Cao Cao, and his voice, filled with murderous intent, passed through the blazing flames and reached the battlefield.
"Grindelwald! How dare you escape from prison and appear before me!"
"I will kill you today!"
Tom was shocked. Today's show was getting more and more interesting.
Damn...the melon seeds are almost gone!
Chapter 323: Grindelwald Is Not a Man of Honor; His Power Lies in Utilization, Not Control.
There are many people in this world who fear and hate Grindelwald, but not many who dare to hate him. Among them, the one who hates Grindelwald the most is definitely Aberforth Dumbledore.
Grindelwald's loud shouting could be heard in the castle, and naturally it could also be heard in Hogsmeade, which was just across the mountain.
The reason why he arrived late was because the surrounding space was extremely chaotic. Aberforth's first Apparition failed and he shifted twenty miles.
"Grindelwald, I want you dead!"
A goat patronus with blue light on its head rushed towards Grindelwald with great momentum. From Tom's position, Aberforth, who was riding a flying broom into the battlefield, really looked 70% like his brother.
"Aberforth?" Grindelwald, after counteracting one of Dumbledore's spells, looked disgusted and used amplification spell to amplify his voice: "What's the point of a loser like you coming here? Are you causing trouble for your brother?"
The goat patronus had rushed to the front, affecting the dark energy nearby. The ground that was originally emitting black mist calmed down, indirectly helping Dumbledore to seize the dominant position.
Although he was called a waste, it does not mean that Aberforth is really a waste. The fact that he can intervene in a battle of this level proves his strength.
At least...several deans are not qualified.
They had come here originally intending to cooperate with Dumbledore to capture Grindelwald, but they could not move when they reached Tom.
The magic left after the collision of the spells made the air as muddy as a swamp.
Everyone was struggling in it, and even breathing became difficult, let alone joining the battle.
The Patronus had already rushed in front of Grindelwald. He stretched out his hand, releasing a burst of strong white light, slowly dissolving the goat Patronus. Dumbledore's spell was pulled, but was blocked by Grindelwald's Shield Charm, but a crack appeared at the first blow.
The next second, Grindelwald disappeared from where he was.
"Look out! Aberforth!"
Dumbledore also disappeared, and the two of them appeared in front of Aberforth Dumbledore at the same time. The magic connected them into a thread, and Aberforth also joined in, forming a three-party confrontation.
"Hahahaha!" Although Grindelwald was forced back by the two, he laughed wildly. "Albus! Aberforth! Does this scene look familiar?! We were like this in Godric's Hollow back then, fighting each other, but what were the consequences?!"
"You've lost the most important thing! Today's ending will be the same!"
Neither of the two Dumbledores had expected that Grindelwald would dare to mention what happened in the past. Recalling that scene, their hearts felt as if they were being tightly grasped by a huge hand. They subconsciously revealed a look of pain, and the magic output of their hands also stagnated.
A gleam of light flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, and he raised his wand suddenly, breaking the stalemate.
"Crucio!"
The crimson light hit Aberforth, and his screams woke Dumbledore. He looked at Grindelwald in shock and anger: "Don't you feel any guilt at all?"
Grindelwald sneered.
There was no guilt at all. Maybe she had felt it before, but now Ariana had been summoned to the space by Tom and had become his student. She would be resurrected soon.
He had no guilt at all right now, so he could mention it casually to distract the two people's attention.
Not to mention Grindelwald, even Ariana in the study space didn't react at all when she heard his words. Her death was not caused by Grindelwald alone. Her two brothers were so busy fighting that they didn't notice her appearance at all. How could they expect an outsider to notice her?
Even she herself had problems and shouldn't have appeared on the battlefield, but at that time, because of Mo Moran, her mental state was unstable. It can only be said that the cause of death was too complicated and the four people present were all to blame.
"Come on! Dumbledore, bring out its true power, I can feel your wand filling it with your rage! - If you don't want me to kill you in front of you
Grindelwald was like a crazed madman, constantly irritating Dumbledore's most vulnerable nerves - his family. He stomped hard on the ground, which was as soft as marshmallows. Aberforth bounced high and was thrown into the distance.
At the same time, while fighting with Fawkes, the three Fiery Birds, which had been mostly devoured, suddenly merged together and transformed into the purest flames again [like a meteor shower falling towards the direction of Hogwarts.
Dumbledore tried to dispel this sudden change of tactics, but Grindelwald threw out a silver chain and tightly wrapped it around him, leaving him unable to move his hands.
Fawkes cried again and rushed behind Aberforth at an extremely fast speed to catch him, but he was powerless to stop the meteors flying towards the castle.
Professor McGonagall, who had just been lecturing Tom about why he had run away without permission, felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He urgently shouted, "Everyone, act together! We must stop these Fiendfyres!"
The four deans' wands glowed golden at the same time, and they held their wands in reverse, preparing to jointly cast the All Ending Spell.
"Professor, let me do it. Don't deduct points when you go back."
Tom's movements were still a step faster. He raised his wand, and the magic power moved as he wished. "The world turns."
Invisible waves quickly swept across the entire scene, and the world seemed to stand still for a moment. The rapidly falling fireball stopped, and strangely flew back into the sky, motionless.
Several professors were stunned.
Even though they had cast countless spells together, they still couldn't say they had absolute certainty of stopping the Fiery Flame, yet it was actually stopped by a single spell from Tom?
"Fuchsia?" Snape looked at Tom blankly. "You changed it into this?"
"Yeah." Tom shrugged. "Didn't you see that last year?"
I didn't expect that even Li Huo could be stopped!
Snape felt like his worldview was collapsing. Did the mischief spells he researched back then have such great potential for development?
"Cough cough! Cough cough!"
Fawkes appeared beside them with Aberforth, who was coughing up blood. Dumbledore finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the school and his brother were safe.
"Heh." Grindelwald chuckled. "It seems... you've found another remarkable student. He's even able to stop my Fiendfyre. A true master produces a brilliant student."
Hearing this, Tom's face darkened, and the three people in the study space couldn't help but laugh out loud.
On the surface, Grindelwald was praising Dumbledore, but in fact he was praising himself, and maybe he also mentioned them.
"How shameless," Ariana muttered. "Andros, you must wake Grindelwald up when he comes back."
"No problem." Andros grinned.
Dumbledore outside did not laugh. He was completely enraged by Grindelwald's words and actions just now. Now that he had no worries, the Elder Wand trembled slightly, and a golden blade slashed down, cutting the silver chain.
Grindelwald's face was solemn, the wand in his hand disappeared, replaced by the wand specially used to deal with the Elder Wand.
At this moment, even the wind could feel Dumbledore's anger, which hurt like a knife on his face.
The powerful golden-red energy turned into a wave and swept across, mixed with countless unknown spells, which forced Grindelwald to retreat again and again.
Tom's face also turned serious.
Dumbledore took it seriously, his wand humming in his hand as he did his best to amplify all the magic coursing through it.
As a wand born to be involved in the vortex of fighting, Dumbledore should be the one who has fought the least among his owners.
After defeating Grindelwald, he became the master of the Elder Wand.
In the following decades, he rarely fought with others, and the few clashes with Voldemort were only brief.
At this moment, the Elder Wand was trying hard to cater to its master, and the power it unleashed was far beyond normal. Coupled with the anger, if Grindelwald was replaced by Voldemort, Voldemort's first choice at this time would definitely not be to continue fighting, but to escape.
Voldemort was an inferior person at heart. He lacked confidence and only dared to become rampant after killing Dumbledore through various conspiracies and tricks.
"Andros, what do you say?" Tom separated his consciousness and asked in the study space.
"I am invincible." Andros remained confident. "Dumbledore's power combined with the Elder Wand has indeed exceeded Grindelwald and I's expectations, but it's also limited."
Ravenclaw nodded slightly. "Your headmaster is a master of modern magic, both in black and white magic. However... talent is unreasonable. Unless you become the King of the Century, I can't imagine anyone worthy of defeating Andros."
During the conversation, Grindelwald had been subdued by Dumbledore and was able to deal with the terrifying magic.
It turns out that it's not just him who's making progress, Dumbledore hasn't stagnated over the years either?
Grindelwald felt more pressured, but also more excited.
The wand in his hand whistled as if it was overwhelmed, but he didn't care.
He swung it faster and faster, and the deafening roar never stopped for a moment.
Everything around him was either destroyed or turned into objects controlled by the two men.
The fine steel shield was melted by the flames, and the cement castle was turned into a waterless pool by the transformation spell. The ground began to sink, and soon a sky bulge appeared.
"Dumbledore! This is the real you!"
The two figures shuttled through the dust, and when their eyes met, they could see the cold murderous intent in each other's eyes.
"You can no longer allow your power to harm the world."
Dumbledore used Water Prison to control the summoned Fiendfyre.
The ground behind Grindelwald bulged, forming a stone giant.
The stone giant raised his fist and smashed it down.
Runes on his fist flickered, sealing off the nearby space and preventing Grindelwald from using Apparition to dodge the attack.
This way of playing really opened Tom's eyes.
Grindelwald didn't even turn his head, pointing his wand to the sky. The black light touched the stone giant's arm and quickly spread in a spider web shape. The stone giant shattered into small pieces of earth.
"Strength lies not in restraint, but in utilization!"
"The world needs the guidance of someone who goes beyond common sense. If you are as timid as mere idiots like you, the magical world will remain stagnant and eventually perish!"
Dumbledore's heart was filled with alarm. He Apparated at the fastest speed and appeared ten meters behind him. As soon as he landed, a sharp red stone pillar arched out from where he had just stood.
The stone pillar exploded, and hot magma flowed out.
"Your fighting style has changed."
Staring at Grindelwald who did not attack again, Dumbledore said in a deep voice.
"I told you, nothing is set in stone."
Grindelwald suddenly became uninterested: "Let's stop here today. I won't be back."
Grindelwald took one last look at Dumbledore, turned around, and Disapparated.
His wand shattered into pieces with a "crack" sound, remaining completely on the ground.
Chapter 324: Tired Old Deng and Bella's Decision!
Grindelwald came in with a swagger and left with a swagger.
Dumbledore had no intention of pursuing him. He simply stepped forward and bent down, intending to pick up the remains of the wand. However, the moment he touched it, the remains turned into powder. The anger in the old man's azure eyes dissipated, and turned into solemnity.
Before, he was always unsure about Grindelwald's strength, but now he can finally be sure - Grindelwald has not become weaker, but is stronger than before. Without relying on the Elder Wand, he has surpassed his past self.
Whether it was magic, spirit, or the peak physical function, they all troubled Dumbledore, as if time had not left any trace on Grindelwald.
And he... Dumbledore's hands trembled slightly. He had the upper hand and would definitely win if he continued fighting, but... the prerequisite was that his body could hold on until Grindelwald was exhausted.
He is old, his magic power and magic are growing, but his body is declining and has become a drag.
"Horcrux?"
Dumbledore pondered secretly, trying to guess what method Grindelwald had used.
Because of Voldemort, he subconsciously thought of the Horcruxes.
As for other dark magic, they might be able to achieve the same effect, but the side effects would be more obvious than the Horcruxes.
Just now, he did not notice anything inconsistent with Grindelwald.
"These are troubled times..."
It is now completely certain that it is impossible to deal with Grindelwald in a short period of time. "The wizarding world will inevitably experience continued turmoil in the future.
Dumbledore turned around and waved his wand vigorously. The fixed Fiendfyre in the sky was gathered by him and annihilated in a huge water ball. After that, Dumbledore walked towards the bridge. Tom was teasing Aberforth.
"Old man, you said you came here all this time just to get hit by Grindelwald's Cruciatus Curse. How's that? Does it hurt?"
Aberforth glared at him angrily: "If it hurts, you'll know if you try it."
"I'm not masochistic." Brother Tom said with a smile.
It goes without saying that Grindelwald had just dealt a harsh blow. He looked down on the second of the three Dumbledore siblings and had been ruining his plans since they arrived in Godric's Hollow.
Looking at Dumbledore approaching, Aberforth asked, "Why don't you chase him? He's no match for you."
"Because I can't stop him," Dumbledore said honestly. "Unlike the last duel, Grindelwald has no intention of fighting to the death today. If he wants to escape, I can't stop him."
"It's all your fault for not killing him back then. You were too soft-hearted!" Aberforth roared, "Did you see the attitude he took when he mentioned Ariana just now?! He doesn't care at all! He doesn't care about your feelings either!"
Dumbledore was speechless, staring at the sunflower seed shells on the ground in a daze.
The other professors did not dare to interfere in Dumbledore's family affairs, and the atmosphere fell into a strange silence until the sound of breaking air was heard in the distance, and dozens of people on flying brooms flew towards Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall said, "It should be the Aurors. I informed Fudge and Scrimgeour before I came here, and they reacted quite quickly."
Although it looked like they were just cleaning up after the fight was over, it had only been half an hour since Professor McGonagall started looking for someone, so he was certainly quite fast.
Soon, the Aurors landed on the ground, led by Scrimgeour himself. He swept the whole place with a fierce look, and when he saw Tom, a student, appear here, he paused for a moment, and then completely ignored him.
"Dumbledore, where's Grindelwald?"
"Run away."
"Why don't you keep him?" Scrimgeour complained.
Dumbledore said nothing, but looked at him indifferently, feeling that Tom's previous assessment of Scrimgeour was absolutely correct—Fudge was smarter than him, and at least Fudge would never show his stupid side.
Scrimgeour not only displayed it, but was also proud of it.
"Rufus, my abilities are limited. I was nearly torn apart by Grindelwald before I could force him back. I'm afraid he's not in great shape now. Do you plan to pursue him?"
Scrimgeour's desire to perform meritorious service was immediately aroused. Fortunately, there was still someone sober. Kingsley Shacklebolt grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Director, look there.
Kingsley cast a blink spell towards the battlefield, and the Aurors immediately gasped, and the air temperature rose a lot.
What was supposed to be a flat land had turned into a collapsed pit. The deepest part was nearly ten meters lower than the surrounding area. Black gas emerged from the ground from time to time, emitting a strong breath of black magic.
"Are we really going after Grindelwald?" Shacklebolt asked.
Scrimgeour was silent. Although he wanted to nod and say, "You guys go first, I'll go back to the department to get support," if he really said it, he probably wouldn't hear anyone listen.
"Dumbledore, I need the details." Scrimgeour changed the subject.
Dumbledore nodded slightly. "I will go to the Ministry of Magic in person tomorrow morning, but right now I need to appease the students and professors, and I have other important matters to attend to. Thank you for bringing your help."
Hearing the intention of kicking people out, Scrimgeour did not insist too much, as Geji was also waiting for his return.
After seeing off the Aurors who were in a hurry, Dumbledore led a few people back to the headmaster's office. The whole way was quiet. There was a professor blocking the door of each lounge, otherwise the deans would not dare to leave the castle without permission.
"They left?"
"He must have left. Dumbledore needed to return to the castle to comfort the students, so he didn't dare chase him out. What about Grindelwald's plan?"
Shortly after they left, Bella and Lockhart took off their shadow clothes in the bushes halfway up the mountain.
The two looked at each other in silence.
"Are we still going to sneak into the castle?" Lockhart asked hoarsely.
I don't know whether to say that the two of them were unlucky or they were lucky.
Lockhart and Bella had been hiding in the Lestrange family's ancestral home, recovering their strength while trying to find a way to kill Harry Potter and Tom Riddle.
The Ministry of Magic learned of their whereabouts because Bella had deliberately released a smokescreen in order to divert the Ministry's attention from spending too much energy on Hogwarts and its surroundings.
After eating and drinking well for the past few months, both of them have recovered a lot of strength.
Bella and Lockhart are visibly healthier.
They just stole a newspaper from a wizard family and found out that the Dementors have been evacuated.
Bella believes that now is the time when Hogwarts is the most relaxed, which is a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack.
The two of them carefully made their way to Hogsmeade, and planned to find a secret passage from Hogsmeade to sneak into the school, but... Grindelwald came, and if the battlefield shifted a little more, they would definitely be affected.
They didn't dare to run, as moving around would make them more likely to be discovered. They were forced to watch the battle between the demons from a close distance. The escaping magic power scared them so much that they fainted, fearing that a magic spell would fly out and fall on them.
"Still going?" Although Bella was a lunatic, she was not seeking death. Now Dumbledore's eyes could scare her to drop her wand. Moreover, after Grindelwald's raid, there must be a group of professors patrolling the castle.
"Then what can we do?"
Seeing that Bella had no intention of committing suicide, Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief. He had never thought of taking revenge on his own, but he couldn't resist Bella [Song Neng followed her and acted together].
".|| Go find the Master."
Bella took a deep breath and stood up.
However, she had been squatting for too long and her legs gave way, nearly causing her to fall.
Fortunately, she grabbed hold of the small tree nearby. "The Master is the only true Dark Lord.
Grindelwald is merely a failure under Dumbledore.
The Master is in Albania.
Let's help him recover and let the Master kill Potter and Riddle himself."
"Let's go quickly, it's too dangerous here." Lockhart urged.
Bella looked at him with disdain, looking down on Lockhart's cowardly appearance, but still grabbed his shoulders and Apparated away with him.
Principal's office.
Dumbledore leaned back in the soft chair with his eyes closed, looking very tired.
"Professor, I should have nothing to do here, right?" Tom was speechless. Why was he brought here?
"Mr. Riddle, what do you think of this battle?" Dumbledore finally opened his eyes.
"What?"
"Grindelwald's strength and character."
"Is this even a question?" Aberforth said dissatisfiedly, "He's a b*****d, a villain, a scourge, a scum that shouldn't even exist in this world!"
OK OK...
In the study space, Grindelwald nodded repeatedly. He thought that the blow was not too light this time. Next time, he would make Aberforth so happy that he would be speechless.
"Hmm... pretty strong, right? At least I can't beat him right now."
(Good) "The future is yours, Tom." Dumbledore smiled: "Maybe it is you who will stop Grindelwald's evil deeds and bring him to justice.
Tom:
This is unlikely. After all, he was the one who released the person, so how could he be arrested again?
"Thank you for stopping Fiendfyre today. Slytherin will give you 100 points for that." Dumbledore said, cheering himself up. "I'll also ask you to reassure the other students when we get back. The school is safe and they don't need to worry about this."
"Okay, Professor, I'll be leaving now."
Tom nodded, put some herbs on Fawkes's plate and left the headmaster's office. The astronomy professor Sinistra, who was in charge of guarding the Slytherin gate, was startled to see Tom come back and thought he had sneaked out.
It turned out that Tom had not come back at all. After a brief explanation, Sinistra was relieved to hear that Grindelwald had left.
These professors had never experienced a situation similar to today. They could never have imagined that Hogwarts, with Dumbledore around, would one day be attacked.
This didn't happen even during Voldemort's most rampant period, yet it happened today.
Sure enough, the older generation still has a hot temper.
When Tom entered the Slytherin common room, almost everyone gathered around him.
Chapter 325: Review, The Birth of New Combat Units
The young wizards in Slytherin were almost going crazy. Through various group chats, they learned that the person who had just called out to Dumbledore was actually Grindelwald, and that a shocking battle was taking place outside.
There is a window on one side of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw towers that can be seen, and because it is high up, although the view is not clear from a distance, the overall situation can be seen.
But due to the geographical location of Slytherin and Hufflepuff, they couldn't even hear the sound of the explosion, let alone watch the battle.
They could only get a rough idea of the situation through other classmates' sharing on 'My Chat'.
At this time, Slytherin's bad popularity was fully exposed.
They didn't have many friends in other houses.
In the end, they had to rely on Daphne and Hermione's video calls to barely get a glimpse of the situation.
"Tom, has Grindelwald been defeated?"
"Was that meteor the fire just now Lieffire? But doesn't the book say that Lieffire can't be controlled?"
"Who was the person who broke in later?"
"Were you the one who stopped Fiendfyre just now? I saw you wave your wand."
All kinds of questions came at him, and Tom quickly raised his hand, signaling the little wizards to be quiet, "Be quiet! Listen to me!"
The noise stopped abruptly and everyone looked at him eagerly.
Tom finally spoke with satisfaction, "Your questions are so tangled I can't answer them all, so I'll just address the things you're most concerned about.
First, the person who came was indeed Grindelwald.
Second, he's escaped, and Professor Dumbledore has the upper hand in the fight.
Third, I only stopped Fiendfyre for a moment, and the rest of the time I was just watching the show.
I had nothing to do with it.
Fourth, the person who showed up later didn't want to reveal his identity, so I can't tell you either.
"Don't let your imagination run wild or you'll be frightened. This is the safest place in the whole of Britain, and even the world. If Dumbledore can't protect you, then find a place to die."
607 "Okay, go do your own thing and don't get in my way."
Tom waved his hand to disperse the crowd, and Daphne and Astoria gathered around him, their pretty faces full of worry.
The Greengrass sisters both felt that Tom was taking too much of a risk today, actually getting so close to watch the fight. What if he encountered danger?
At other times, both of them trusted Tom's ability, but they could not remain calm when facing Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Tom coaxed the two sisters for a long time before they calmed down. This time, Astoria was the most difficult to coax.
Instead, it was Daphne who often made a fuss and was touched thoroughly by him.
That's not the end. My chat had already exploded, so Tom had to go back to the dormitory after comforting them and video call them one by one. It was not until twelve o'clock that the other three roommates who were extremely sleepy were allowed to come in to sleep.
"Tom, next time you can just cast a stunning spell on us." After saying that, Zabini fell asleep, leaving Tom stunned for a while.
Good boy, is this so clever?
My roommate is becoming more and more sensible.
Putting aside my conversation, Tom returned to his study space and called Grindelwald in to review today's battle.
Two century kings and an immortal legend are on the battlefield at the same time, and Dumbledore must be analyzed clearly.
Grindelwald pointed his wand at his forehead, and strands of silver-white silk threads were drawn out. Ravenclaw flipped the pages of the book in his hand, and blue light enveloped the silk threads, emitting a hazy light. Then the light enveloped the nearby area, forming a three-dimensional picture.
This single mantra can act like a Pensieve, and can be magnified for multiple people to watch.
Tom immediately looked up at Ravenclaw and said, "Teach me."
"Okay." Ravenclaw smiled and nodded. "Come to the meditation room later. This spell is very simple and it won't take long to master."
"I want to learn too." Ariana raised her hand and joined in the fun.
"Be good." Ravenclaw rubbed her little head: "I will teach you again in ten years, if you can remember this."
Ariana:
Tom almost laughed out loud. He now understood why Helena had such a bad relationship with Ravenclaw. Having such an outspoken mother would have been a blow to her.
"Okay, let's watch the duel first." Tom tried to smooth things over, and his skills had already begun to flow.
This time they reenacted the duel from Grindelwald's perspective, which was more direct and clearer than the perspective of a bystander.
For the first time, Tom finally felt the pressure of being Dumbledore's opponent. You could never guess what spells he would use, nor could you imagine what the spells you knew from common sense would look like in his hands.
Every time Dumbledore waves his wand, it is a test of his opponent's psychology. This is only the technical level. In terms of absolute power, Dumbledore is more like the ocean, bottomless.
Dumbledore, Grindelwald has taken a completely different path at the level of King of the Century.
Grindelwald is sharp and domineering.
His favorite thing to do is to crush his opponents with powerful attacks, whether it is dark magic or normal magic.
He does not like too many fancy changes, but instead uses momentum to overwhelm others.
Dumbledore, on the other hand, was well-rounded. His balanced talents allowed him to hone himself to perfection in every area without any weaknesses. However, having no weaknesses did not mean mediocrity. Every aspect was his strength.
The biggest advantage is of course transfiguration. In just a short moment, Tom saw many magical transfigurations. These were not the initial predetermined transfigurations, but the secondary transfigurations after the magic took effect.
He had never thought about it in this direction before, but seeing how Grindelwald was forced to switch from attack to defense several times, he knew that this trick was quite useful.
"Tsk..." Grindelwald shook his head in dissatisfaction, pinching his chin. "I retreated at this time. I shouldn't have defended, I should have cut him off."
Tom's eyelids twitched.
Is that you, Master Ye?
Andros shook his head. "Grindelwald, you were afraid of him. You didn't let go completely when you were Alpha."
"It's not fear." Grindelwald disagreed with Andros's point of view. "After all, I was defeated by him once before. I know he's stronger than me, so I chose to deal with it in a more cautious way."
"You've lost psychologically. Even if you put yourself in the position of a challenger, you shouldn't think you'll fail, or you won't be able to exert your full strength," Andros warned.
Grindelwald nodded. "I'll be more careful next time. Now that I know Dumbledore's background, I won't be anxious about the unknown."
Many powerful people are not actually afraid of enemies who are stronger than themselves, but they are afraid of the unknown because it is beyond their control.
"Next time?" Tom glanced at him and said, "Old G, behave yourself. I want to go to school properly. Stop harassing me all the time. If you want to fight, take Dumbledore out and fight him.
Grindelwald shrugged, his expression innocent. "Your headmaster has treated Hogwarts like a tortoise shell. You want him out? Unless I challenge his bottom line again, is there any other family you want to destroy?"
Tom thought for a moment and shook his head.
He has always been kind to others. He killed Picquery to help Tina vent her anger. He is so popular that there is nothing you can do about it.
The two of them suddenly stopped chatting because the memory process was already halfway through, reaching the stage where Grindelwald used words to stimulate the two Dumbledores, and then a real fight broke out.
It's a pity that the memory cannot show the power of the Elder Wand, it only shows that Grindelwald is having a harder time dealing with it.
"Dumbledore is such a good wizard." Ravenclaw praised: "He controls this restless wand, and all magic is guided by his will. Grindelwald
Your subtle manipulation of magic is still inferior to his."
Later, they entered Ravenclaw's home turf and she pointed out Grindelwald's weaknesses. Tom listened attentively, as did everyone else.
Legendary wizards don't have many opportunities to analyze high-level games, especially Grindelwald, who wants to engrave every word in his mind.
The battle, which lasted only a few minutes, took nearly three hours to review. Afterwards, Grindelwald and Andros entered the meditation room to digest the information, while Tom followed Ravenclaw to the garden shed.
Ravenclaw roughly divided the current kings of the century into different levels based on Grindelwald.
If we take Grindelwald who held the Elder Wand back then as 1, the current Grindelwald... is still 1, or at most 1.1, while the strength Dumbledore showed at the end was 1.2 to 1.3, giving him an absolute advantage. But Grindelwald wanted to run, and he couldn't stop him.
The strongest one is Andros. Ravenclaw believes that Andros's normal strength is 1.4. She is also a natural battle maniac. Her strength at the peak in battle can reach 1.6. For example, the duel with her that day was such a case. She was fighting like crazy.
"I think..." Tom pinched his chin and thought, "We have to take physical factors into consideration. Dumbledore can't sustain high-intensity combat for too long. If this drags on today, Grindelwald will use his old man tactics to wear him out."
"That depends on what Dumbledore thinks." Ravenclaw poured tea for the boy. "If he can break through his self-restraint and is willing to touch some dark magic, the physical effects can be eliminated immediately."
"That's true." Tom nodded.
Dumbledore is a very awkward person. He has experienced too many ups and downs in his life and faced countless changes. His mentality is so complicated that no one (including himself) knows what he is thinking.
The fact that he could say things like "for the greater good" when he was young, and that he shared the same ideals as Grindelwald, proves that Dumbledore supported the idea of wizard superiority at that time, and also had the ambition to announce his existence to the world.
His method was to establish relationships with Nicolas Flamel and a group of prestigious old wizards, and he became a famous rising star at a young age.
Hogwarts was more like a cage to Dumbledore. He locked himself in it and strictly restrained himself from touching dark magic and power. He was afraid that he would not be able to control his ambition and cause greater harm than the Dark Lord.
Will Grindelwald's appearance cause Dumbledore to break his vow?
Tom suddenly became interested, his eyes flashed with strange light, and the power of time was activated, flipping through fragments of the future.
After a moment, the light dimmed, and Si Nian shook his head with some emotion.
I haven't looked far enough.
Chapter 326: Professor Mcgonagall's Warning, From Berlin to Warsaw
In the blink of an eye, a night passed, but the excitement about last night's battle had not diminished at all. During breakfast, the entire auditorium was filled with noisy discussions.
But everyone knew that Dumbledore had driven Grindelwald away, so there wasn't much panic.
But more attention was focused on the unrecognizable battle scene.
The mountain blocking the school gate looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, which showed how fierce the battle was yesterday.
Gryffindor and Ravenclaw shared everything they saw last night with the two basement houses with great joy.
However, after every few words, everyone would subconsciously look at Dumbledore, who was the teacher.
This old man is the guarantee of all safety now.
In fact, Dumbledore should go to the Ministry of Magic today to discuss what happened last night with Fudge, but he also knows that people are in such a panic now, and he has to show up frequently to stabilize the students' emotions.
So Dumbledore directly invited Fudge to come and talk at Hogwarts.
Dumbledore thought there was nothing wrong with this action, and he even explained the reason to Fudge, but... would Fudge think so?
He only felt that Dumbledore was inflated, and his dissatisfaction with the Minister coming without delay was aggravated, but he had no choice but to come.
"Albus, can't you keep Grindelwald?"
After the students had finished their classes, Fudge also arrived at Hogwarts. He looked from the window of the principal's office in the direction of the battlefield last night and asked unwillingly, "It's too dangerous for such a person to wreak havoc in the wizarding world without restraint."
"Cornelly, I wish I could do the same," Dumbledore sighed. "I tried my best yesterday, but Grindelwald used some magic to restore his youthful form. He's even more powerful and more difficult to deal with than before."
"But... you can rest assured." Dumbledore said the good news: "From what I know about Grindelwald, he doesn't take pleasure in killing, especially against C..."
Fudge looked at him with a look of "are you kidding me?"
"The Picquery family, the Minister of Bolan, and yesterday he came to Hogwarts to attack us, and you are still speaking for him?"
Dumbledore said frankly, "Because we have a grudge, Cornelius. You and Grindelwald have nothing in common."
Fudge thought about it and felt that what Dumbledore said made sense. Two people died at the last International Witch Federation meeting. But he still asked worriedly, "Will he take his anger out on me because of you?"
Dumbledore twitched his lips. "Probably not. Even if he were to vent his anger, his target would only be Newt."
"Newt Scamander?" Fudge thought of the magical animal expert who had just applied to return to his country to live, nodded, and felt relieved.
"But no matter what, Grindelwald must be dealt with," Fudge said fiercely. "I have an international conference to attend when I return. I will propose that all countries gather their Aurors. You lead them to surround and kill Grindelwald. What do you think?"
Dumbledore shook his head. "I'm sorry, Cornelius. Hogwarts needs me right now, and I don't plan to leave the school for the time being. Besides, Grindelwald is alone now, without any power or permanent base. It won't be easy for you to surround and kill him."
The two ultimately failed to reach an agreement, and Fudge looked unhappy when he left, but Dumbledore was in no mood to care about his feelings.
After Fudge left, he continued to look through the materials, looking for Grindelwald's magic to restore his youth, as well as his corresponding weaknesses.
In Transfiguration class, Tom held his book upright to block the "Let Me Chat" button and quickly replied to Nico and Newt's messages.
The two of them received the news quickly and sent greetings early in the morning, or to be more precise... reproaches.
Nico and Newt both blamed Tom for being too adventurous last night and shouldn't have gotten so close. He should have left the matter to Dumbledore and not gotten involved.
Tom did not refute and agreed obediently, a typical example of someone who actively admits his mistakes and refuses to repent.
There is no need to argue with the two old men about this. Don't hurt the kindness of your own people. If you want to hurt someone, hurt those who are insignificant.
Tom: Teacher, Uncle Newt has gone back to England to live in peace and quiet. Why don't you come over? There's a lot of land next to his house. You two can be neighbors.
[Inherited: Living next door to a pot of water? How is that any different from living alone in the wilderness?]
[Socially anxious Pokémon Master: Nico, I'm not as exaggerated as you say, am I?]
[Inherited: It's pretty close, Newt. No one has ever doubted your character, and the same goes for your personality. You must know yourself clearly.]
[True Beast Tamer (Tina): Old man, even if it's the truth, you should give him some face.]
The discussion group was in a mess and Tom was speechless. He invented the chat with me, which was considered as a way for a group of old men to find entertainment. Every day in this small discussion group, there were 999+ messages, which made a huge contribution to his business.
Looking at the listless students in the class, it is a stark contrast.
But in the end Nico still did not agree to come to the UK. He felt that his estate was relatively safe and even if something went wrong he could hold out until rescue arrived, which made Tom quite regretful.
If Nico really agrees to come, then when the raw material suppliers and manufacturers get together, he can rest assured.
How about letting Lao Ge scare Nico?
The thought was extinguished as soon as it appeared, and Tom shook his head.
It's so immoral.
"Classmates, wait a moment."
The bell rang, and Professor McGonagall, who rarely stayed after class, adjusted her glasses with a serious expression: "Everyone knows what happened last night. Yes, Grindelwald challenged Dumbledore, but he was repelled.
"The school is capable of protecting your safety, but... once he's on vacation, it's hard to say for sure. His strength is far beyond imagination."
"So I suggest that if there is no need, I hope everyone will choose to stay in school during this holiday and wait for the situation to become clear before returning home. Of course, this is just a suggestion, not a mandatory requirement. The decision is still in your hands."
After saying that, Professor McGonagall left with the textbook.
"Tom, are we going to stay in school?" After he left, Infancy looked at the boy and asked.
"No need."
Tom shook his head. "Grindelwald is very friendly to pure-bloods, and even to wizards.
I've looked up information about him, and his ambition was to let wizards rule the world.
Who would dare to hang out with him if he killed people at will? He's completely different from a scoundrel like Voldemort.
Tom didn't lower his voice deliberately. Many people heard his words and were frightened by Voldemort's name, but also felt relieved. Some people who were still hesitating whether to listen to Professor McGonagall's advice had now decided to go home.
"Then let's go home." Daphne nodded: "The bed at school is too small, home is better."
"Well, let's go." Tom took Daphne's hand and walked out of the classroom.
In the afternoon, Fudge held a meeting with dozens of Ministers of Magic with only one goal - to capture Grindelwald.
But now they face two problems: where is Grindelwald, and how many people will it take to catch him?
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At least one country definitely doesn't have enough Aurors. More and more information was dug up back then, and it frightened people who read it.
Dozens of countries urgently signed a new temporary law, allowing Aurors from other countries to enter and provide support at any time when Grindelwald appeared, and issued keys to the important portal.
Soon, the joint statement and the contents of the treaty appeared in newspapers around the world, along with a photo of Grindelwald confronting the two Dumbledores. Colin from Gryffindor took a clearer photo with a camera and a telephoto lens.
The photo showed two golden magic powers and the blue Jasmine working together to fight against Grindelwald.
The light and shadow were clear under the illumination of the Fiery Flame.
With this photo, Colin earned enough pocket money for seven years, and even more.
The envious Ronald wished he could own a camera too.
After this attack, Grindelwald disappeared again. This was also the most uncomfortable point for the Ministry of Magic of each country. Grindelwald was like a walking disaster, coming and going without a trace.
No one knows where he will appear next time and whose life he will take.
After all, there is only one Dumbledore. Apart from him, who else dares to say that he can stop Grindelwald by his own strength?
Actually... Grindelwald was defeated by Tom's King of the Century combat system based on him. How could he be reduced to a combat unit for ten days?!
"Why not Andros and Dumbledore? Even that Voldemort would be fine, why does it have to be me?"
"Because if you use them as a reference, you'd be less than 1. It doesn't sound like they're on the same level. As for Voldemort... Rowena and I haven't seen him in action, so how can I use him as a measure?"
Furious, Grindelwald challenged Andros to a duel. He wasn't trying to prove he was stronger than Andros, but at least the difference couldn't be as big as 1 vs. 1.6, right?
Then he was driven into autism by the unreasonable wave of magic and did not enter the study space for several days. Tom was too lazy to care about him and continued with his own research.
Tom discovered an interesting thing these days: Dumbledore's eyes had changed.
The eyes are the windows to the soul. Although it is impossible to see through a person completely through his eyes, we can still see changes in his state.
Dumbledore's eyes used to be calm and reserved, like a tranquil and stable lake, but now they are sharper and more energetic, and the catfish effect has appeared.
There is Grindelwald now, and there may be Voldemort in the future
If he continues to be decadent, or does nothing, then the world will be completely doomed. Pressure brings motivation. Dumbledore, who is very confident in his strength, also begins to learn the original intention of magic.
On the first day of December, a heavy snow fell in Hogwarts.
The young wizards happily ran out of the castle to play snowball fights.
Tom also contributed Megatron to be the boss.
The weather in the Scottish Highlands was relatively dry this year, and this was the first decent snow since the beginning of winter.
Thousands of miles away, Paris presented a bright and beautiful scene. However, the shadow of the Deathly Hallows loomed over the city, hidden from everyone's view.
Rosier Manor.
Grindelwald, dressed in a black windbreaker, stood with his hands behind his back, and whispered to dozens of core saints:
"It's time those who have hurt us pay the price and those who have betrayed us are punished."
"Back then... we took the world by storm, starting from Berlin. Let's retrace our steps.
"Departing from Berlin, heading for Warsaw."
Grindelwald looked towards the north. "What do you think... we should call this operation Project White?"