Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Dumbledore's cemetery looks similar to the Ravenclaw tomb in the Masonic Secret, all made of a single huge block of marble.

But the difference between the two is that Ravenclaw's tomb is black, while Dumbledore's tomb is snow-white, and in the moonlight it still reflects a warm luster, like jade.

In front of the tomb stood an equally snow-white tombstone, which read in ancient Latin:

When I was young, I dreamed of changing the world; when I was mature, I found that I could not change the world, I shortened my vision and decided to change only my country; when I entered old age, I found that I could not change the world. To be able to change our country, my last wish is only to change my successor; but, that seems to have failed too. When I am lying in bed now, and I am dying, I suddenly realize: if I just change myself at first, then I may change my family; with the help and encouragement of my family, I may do something for the country; Then, who knows? I might even change the world.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

1881—1997

Standing in front of the tombstone, McMurray read the words on it, and after a long time, he sighed lightly, sat cross-legged on the smooth marble surface, and poured the wine in his hand.

"Is there still wine?"

An old voice came from behind the tombstone, Mike got up and looked, and saw an old man with silver-white hair and two eyes of different colors sitting on the ground with his back against Dumbledore's tombstone.

The old man seemed to have come a long way. The dark brown moccasins under his feet were almost worn out, and the black trench coat on his body was tattered.

Mike hesitated for a moment before passing the wine bottle in his hand.

The old man was unprepared for Mike. He took the bottle and drank it all in one breath. After that, he took a long breath and burped the wine and said:

"Nice wine, I haven't had one for a long time."

Mike didn't answer.

And the old man didn't care, he tapped the tombstone behind him with the empty wine bottle, and said to Mike:

"How is it? This guy's epitaph is not bad, right? Hehe, this guy is always so sentimental, if it were me, I would never write any epitaph. I won't even have a funeral,

It is ridiculous to have a large group of people cry around their corpse! "

As the old man spoke, he was gently stroking Dumbledore's tombstone.

His movements are gentle, his expression earnest, and he looks as if he is stroking his lover's face.

Looking at the old man who was stroking the tombstone in the moonlight, Mike remained silent.

He just looked at each other with such a blank expression, his movements were relaxed and natural, and he seemed to be defenseless, but the elder wand appeared in his hand at some point.

The moonlight shone on the wand, reflecting a strange purple light.

"Oh? He actually gave you all this?" The old man looked at the wand in Mike's hand, and said somewhat unexpectedly, "It seems that he is really optimistic about you. I believe that if it weren't for the phoenix on hand, he would only choose The master you like will also give it to you, right?"

Mike still didn't speak.

This seems to have angered the other party, and the old man suddenly frowned and said dissatisfiedly:

"Hey, didn't Dumbledore teach you social etiquette? That's how your elders are talking to you? Do you know who I am?"

"Gellert Grindelwald."

Mike said softly, and at the same time, the tense muscles in his body gradually relaxed.

That's right, the old man who appeared in front of Mike at the moment was the first-generation Dark Lord, Grindelwald, who made the whole of Europe fall into fear decades ago!

Mike recognized him the first time he saw him, and his heterochromatic pupils were too conspicuous.

To be honest, he was not surprised at all to come to Mike.

After all, although he has been imprisoned in Nurmengard Tower all these years, who can really imprison a legendary wizard?

Grindelwald was just fulfilling his promise to Dumbledore, imprisoning himself.

Now that his old friend has died, he will definitely come to mourn.

It's just that Mike really didn't expect that the other party would hide here specially, waiting for his arrival.

Bad visitor!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Facing the legendary strongest dark wizard, Mike immediately raised 120,000 vigilance.

But soon, he realized that he might be overreacting.

The opponent is very strong, but he is already a legendary wizard.

You must know that although the gap between ordinary wizards and legendary wizards is very large, the gap between legendary wizards is very small.

In other words, the opponent may not be able to beat him, especially when he still has an elder wand in his hand!

Besides, the opponent has been imprisoned for many years, how much more real fighting ability can he have?

You must know that in the original book, Voldemort killed him easily!

But anyway, things have to be made clear.

Thinking of this, the elder wand that had been raised in Mike's hand lowered again. He looked at Grindelwald and said seriously:

"I'm sorry, but Dumbledore's death was inevitable."

"I know, I know all about it." Grindelwald said with a free and easy smile, "Dumbledore has already sent letters to me, and he always says in them what an amazing young man you are, although it still seems a little bit like now. Extreme, but with a little guidance, you can achieve great things in the future. Even do things we couldn't do in the first place... change the world.

In the letter he told me about his plans, including finding a way to get you out of the Ministry of Magic, and for you to kill him and relieve his pain. He also told me that I hope I don't blame you because it was his own choice. "

After saying that, Grindelwald stood up holding the tombstone.

I don't know if it's because of sitting for too long, or because he's just too old.

His movements were very slow, and his legs were slightly trembling.

But in the end, he still stood up straight and stood opposite Mike.

It was only at this time that Mike discovered that the other party was actually taller than himself, and his height was almost 1.9 meters, which was almost the same as Dumbledore.

And then, a rebellious smile suddenly appeared on the other party's face that looked like a ravine under the moonlight!

He stretched out his finger to Mike and growled:

"My brother is dead! He'll never come back to life! Do you know how much anger I have in my heart? Huh? Mike Townley, though Dumbledore begged me not to blame you, but won't go That's all! You know, I'm a TXT bookstore

- Gerald Grindelwald! "

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Mike only felt a strong suction coming from Grindelwald's body, and then, the surrounding scene changed dramatically.

The dark woods, the silvery black lake in the moonlight, and the bright Hogwarts castle all disappeared, replaced by a red-yellow desert!

'A secret realm? ’

Looking at the surrounding scene, Mike quickly made a judgment.

But before he could further observe the surrounding situation, a nearly one meter long lizard with protruding eyeballs and a strange spiky scale armor opened its mouth towards him.

"Pfft!"

A large cloud of transparent liquid was sprayed out.

This strange transparent liquid seems to have some kind of special magic power. It ignites when it sees light, and it turns into a fire dragon in mid-air and flies towards Mike!

But how could this flame be seen by Mike?

Facing the mighty fire dragon, not only did Mike not have the slightest panic look on his face, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He saw the elder wand in his hand swaying slightly, and the long string of fire dragons shrank suddenly under his control, turning into a ball of fire suspended beside him.

But this was just the beginning. In Mike's sight, more and more lizards crawled out of the dunes and surrounded them.

It was followed by a volley.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded from the desert, and those attacks all repeated the same mistakes as the previous flame jet, turning into crimson flames floating around Mike.

Under the baking of these flames, the temperature around Mike has reached a very terrifying level, and even the sand around him can't withstand this ultra-high temperature and begins to crystallize.

But Mike, who was at the very center of the seat, didn't look any different. He stretched out his hand and gently flicked the yellow sand on his shoulder, and said slowly to Grindelwald who was standing in the distance:

"Looks like Dumbledore didn't tell you about my abilities. Give it up, fire won't work for me."

"Oh? What about this trick?"

The corners of Grindelwald's mouth rose slightly, and the jet-black wand in his hand slammed, and a surging magic power lifted into the air, turning into countless dark green beams in mid-air and flying towards Mike.

At this moment, the flames floating around Mike suddenly condensed, forming a wall of fire in front of Mike!

The green light that filled the sky finally fell like raindrops, covering the entire area where Mike was.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of explosions suddenly sounded, and a large stream of sand was blasted into the sky, completely covering Mike and the flames.

But when the smoke gradually dissipated, he saw that there were already bomb craters around Mike, and some of the craters were covered with colorful crystals, and there were faint flames burning above.

But Mike, who was in the most central area of ​​the explosion, was unscathed, not even the wall of flames in front of him was damaged.

"It's useless, even if you use this ordinary-level magic spell, it won't hurt me in the slightest." In the flames, Mike lowered his eyes and said seriously, "So hurry up and use your legendary ability, To be honest, I'm still very interested in it."

"Ha! What a brazen brat!"

Grindelwald laughed and pointed his wand to the sky.

Afterwards, a large mass of extremely thick black liquid emitting a dark aura spewed out from its staff, and began to spread around in a strange posture that violated gravity.

In addition, the flow of this black liquid is extremely fast and its destructive power is extremely strong. Everything is dead wherever it goes, and everything is either eroded by it or swallowed by it. The area has been completely covered by darkness and has become a dark world without light, and even the hot sun above its head has dimmed at this moment.

There was a stinging pain in Mike's eyebrows!

This is the mental force in his body that is warning him!

At this moment, every trace of magic in his body is screaming frantically, urging Mike to start fighting back, because they are very clear that if they are really swallowed by that weird black, Mike will really die!

"what!"

There was a loud roar from Mike's mouth, and he no longer kept his hands at the critical moment. After being strengthened by the elder wand, the seemingly real and illusory flame of the curse suddenly emerged from the body, turning the surrounding area into a completely. Flame world!

The flame and darkness are intertwined, completely dividing the world into two halves, one is the silent darkness, and the other is the surging flame!

However, although the darkness of Grindelwald is powerful, its energy level is lower than that of Mike's cursed flame, so at the junction of the flame and darkness, Mike's cursed flame completely occupies the upper hand, and the power of the curse is in Mike's body. With the support of a huge amount of magic power, it continues to move forward, dissolving the terrifying darkness!

"It turns out that like the child named Tom, you have awakened a variety of abilities, and it is this pure but advanced energy." Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed on Grindelwald's face, and he said with a wry smile, "You How lucky is it to be so favored by this world."

Facing Grindelwald's words, Mike remained silent.

Now his whole mind is on the control of the flame of the curse, because he is very clear that the darkness released by Grindelwald is lower in energy level than the power of the curse, but in terms of real destructive power. far stronger than the power of the curse.

So although he has the upper hand now, it is not so easy.

But fortunately, Grindelwald is not in a state of complete victory now, which Mike soon discovered after fighting with him. The magic level in his body should be less than one-tenth of the heyday, but even so, the opponent Still at a stalemate with himself until now, and even made Mike feel a fatal threat for a time!

This is simply a monster!

It's really hard for Mike to imagine what the other party will be like in his heyday. With that terrifying power of darkness, I'm afraid that destroying the city and destroying the country will be a very easy thing for him, right?

In the same way, how terrible should Dumbledore be when he defeated Grindelwald?

The two of them are one light and one dark, mutual growth and mutual restraint, love and kill each other!

If the two of them join forces, I am afraid that even if the Muggles are desperate, the unlimited use of nuclear weapons will not be able to defeat them, right?

Thinking of this, Mike's face became even more sinister, and at the same time, the cursed flames around him became more violent.

No matter how brilliant and powerful the other party was in the past, it was only yesterday!

grown ups! Times have changed!

This fight today!

He is going to win!

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