Hogwarts: From Silent to Dark Lord

Chapter 166: Grindelwald’s aunt!!

A shady place on the side of the church, where Toby and Jamie are sitting, the weather outside is very hot, but I don’t know why, this side of the church is very shady, and it is said that the church is haunted.

However, don’t talk about ghosts on this side of the church cemetery, not even a single ghost of a wizard.

“There are three more Voldemort’s Horcruxes, the Resurrection Stone from Gaunt’s old mansion, the Slytherin locket box in Black’s ancestral mansion, and the Malfoys’ diary.”

“It’s better to get them all in hand first in case something happens.”

Toby said.

“The Malfoy diary should not be in a hurry, if nothing else, it will appear at Hogwarts next semester.”

“As for the Resurrection Stone in Gaunt’s old mansion and the Slytherin locket box in Black’s ancestral mansion, they should indeed be obtained first.”

“Then let’s go separately, I’ll go to the old house of Gaunt to find the Resurrection Stone, and you go to the Black ancestral house to find the Slytherin locket, so that the time can be faster.”

Jamie said.

“Okay, then do it, so that if you add Harry, then all of Voldemort’s Horcruxes are equivalent to being in our hands.”

“In Voldemort’s current state, he should not have made that big snake Nagini into a Horcrux.”

Toby nodded and said that the great serpent Nagini was a Horcrux made after Voldemort’s resurrection, and at this time, Voldemort may not have met Nagini.

Time passed minute by minute, and it wasn’t until the sun went down that Harry came out of the cemetery, his eyes were red, he should have cried loudly, crying out all the grievances he had suffered over the years.

“Toby, Jamie, I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”

Harry said sheepishly.

“Let’s go.”

Jamie patted Harry’s shoulder and said nothing.

“Harry, if you miss your parents in the future, you can also come and see them often, anyway, the distance is not far.”

Toby said.

“I will, thank you.”

Harry said.

It was already about five o’clock in the afternoon, the sun was about to go west, and Toby and the three were walking down the streets of Godric’s Hollow, their shadows reflected by the setting sun for a long, long time.

“Good afternoon, Ms. Bagshot!”

On the way back, Toby and they met a very old witch, her body was already slumped, and her face was wrinkled like dead bark.

This old witch is Ms. Bathilda Bagshot, a well-known historian of magic in the wizarding world and the author of the history of magic textbook at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Of course, she also has an identity, that is, the aunt of the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, and a neighbor of Dumbledore.

“Oh, Albus, nice to meet you!”

The old witch also smiled and greeted Toby.

“Ms. Bagshot, you are wrong again, I am not Albus Dumbledore, I am Toby, Toby Regpo, Albus Dumbledore is now the headmaster of Hogwarts.”

Toby said with some helplessness that he lived in Godric’s Hollow and had met Ms. Bagshot several times, but every time he met, Ms. Bagshot would always identify him as Dumbledore.

“Oh, look at my brain, people have poor memory when they are old, I’m really sorry, Toby, you and Albus are so similar.”

Ms. Bagshot patted her head and said with a smile.

“Oh, Gellert, why are you here, are you coming to see me?”

Ms. Bagshot suddenly saw Jamie next to Toby, and after being stunned for a moment, she said with some surprise.

“Sorry, Ms. Bagshot, you recognized the wrong person, I am not Gellert Grindelwald, my name is Jamie Bauer, and I have nothing to do with Grindelwald.”

Jamie said with a smile.

“Yes, you’re not Gellert, oh! I remembered that Gellert was now locked up in Newmongard, and whoever let him do something wrong would be punished. ”

Ms. Bagshot seemed to be talking to herself.

“But are you really not Albus and Gellert? You’re not bluffing me, are you regaining your youth, or have you traveled through time? ”

Ms. Bagshot suddenly looked at Toby and Jamie suspiciously, no wonder she doubted, but Toby and Jamie looked too much like Dumbledore and Grindelwald when they were young.

“Ms. Bagshot, we really are not Dumbledore and Grindelwald, your memory may still be 100 years ago.”

Toby said a little helplessly.

“100 years ago, yes, time flies so fast, it’s been 100 years.”

I still remember how good Albus and Gellert were back then, they could be said to be inseparable, but I don’t know why, one day they parted ways.

“It’s a shame, I think they are so well matched, but unfortunately they didn’t come together in the end.”

Ms. Bagshot rambled.

Harry didn’t understand a word about the conversation between Toby, Jamie and the old witch, only heard Dumbledore, and the Grindelwald was also familiar, but forgot where he heard it.

“Ms. Bagshot, do you still know him? He is Harry Potter, the son of the Potters. ”

Toby said.

“Potter! Harry Potter! Oh, of course I know, the Potters lived here, I’ve met them a few times, and they’re very nice people.”

“It’s a pity that they were killed by that demon, I still remember that their children were so young, I didn’t expect it to be so old, and time flies so fast.”

Ms. Bagshot looked at Harry and sighed.

“Madam, do you know my mom and dad?”

Harry asked a little excitedly, he wanted to know something about his mom and dad.

“Oh yes, they have visited me before, and your mother Lily has helped me sort out some manuscripts on the history of magic.”

Ms. Bagshot said.

“And, ma’am, what else do you know, can you tell me, I think Harry asked urgently.”

“Oh, let me think, when I’m older, my memory is not good, I don’t think I have a few years to live, but I have lived enough.”

Ms. Bagshot began to talk to herself again, perhaps older women like to nag like this.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I really can’t remember, your parents lived in the safe house here to avoid that demon, and they usually don’t come out much.”

Ms. Bagshot said.

“Yes.”

Harry looked a little lost.

“Then, Ms. Bagshot, we will go home first, if we have time, we will visit you, and you will also go home early, it will soon be dark, and it will not be safe outside.”

Toby said.

“Oh, I will, I’ll go back a little longer, thank you, Albus, you and Gellert must come when you and Gellert are free!”

Ms. Bagshot said happily, but she still recognized Toby and Jamie as Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Toby and Jamie are a little helpless, but they can’t think about an old lady, forget it, she can call it whatever she likes.

After bidding farewell to Ms. Bagshot, Toby and the three continued to walk in the direction of home.

“Toby, Jamie, who is that lady?”

Harry asked curiously.

“Her name is Bathilda Bagshot, she also lives in Godric Valley, she is a historian of magic, we wrote our history of magic textbook, and she is said to be almost 160 years old this year.”

Toby replied.

“Oh my God, 160 years old!”

Harry exclaimed, although he also knew that Nicole Flamel was more than six hundred years old, and Ms. Bathilda was nothing more than a minor witch compared to Nicole Flamel.

“Wizards generally live longer than Muggles, and our Headmaster Dumbledore is over a hundred years old.”