Hogwarts: The Obscurial War School

"I admire you more among the people I know," Dumbledore looked at him with a smile: "You don't crave power, popularity and fame, you just want things as they should be, and for this you will do whatever it takes."

"That's very good, but Dumbledore, please forgive me for asking a question: can't you go? You know your nephew may be in danger, but you don't protect him, and even if you let me go, it's not to bring him back. ——Excuse me, I can't understand." Newt asked eagerly.

Dumbledore shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You all think that I am omnipotent." He patted Newt on the shoulder seriously: "Believe me Newt, I am not omnipotent, and in this matter, you are more professional than me. A lot."

"Are you...serious?"

"Okay, I don't blame you. Given your situation, I would probably refuse. Okay, Newt, I wish you a good night." Dumbledore took the card out of Newt's hand and stood up to leave.

"What? No, wait!" Newt quickly chased after him.

But how could he catch up to Dumbledore?

"Oh, don't be like this——" Newt scratched his already messy hair in distress, but unexpectedly found Dumbledore's glove holding a card floating at the door.

...." Newt has already understood: play hard to get!

It's an old trick, but he falls for it every time.

Smiling to himself, he let Glove stuff the card into his pocket, patted it, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Dumbledore——" Newt couldn't help but laugh, feeling really helpless towards the professor.

On the streets of Paris, France.

Empty and sparse. Due to the time difference, it was dark in London and the lights were on, but it was dusk in Paris.

Grindelwald and the costumed wizards arrived here.

For three months, they searched New York and Europe.

Aurelius did not hide his whereabouts, but instead visited many senior officials of the Ministry of Magic using Dumbledore's surname.

In the magical world, which has a small population, the connection between nobles and purebloods is even closer.

I couldn't find it before because the name didn't match the person.

But as a large number of Umbrella elites returned to Europe and compared photos, Aurelius's identity naturally emerged.

This is why they had to waste more than two months in New York, but it only took them more than ten days to locate Aurelius in Europe.

Grindelwald did not come directly.

Credence's true identity gave him some hesitation.

Dumbledore, this surname made him alert to the extreme.

He suddenly began to reflect on that prophecy, the prophecy about Aurelius.

He suddenly discovered that the street in the prophecy seemed strikingly similar to the street he was walking through!

"That battle happened here?~||!" Grindelwald was shocked, and there was an unpleasant feeling lingering in his heart.

Before, he felt that Aurelius must belong to him, so of course the figure fighting Aurelius was regarded by him as Dumbledore who he could not take action against.

But now, Aurelius's true identity is that he belongs to the Dumbledore family.

Would one Dumbledore help him kill another Dumbledore?

"So...that's me?" Grindelwald looked gloomy.

There seemed to be two little people quarreling crazily in my heart.

Grindelwald's sudden stop made several core members of the Umbrella Party who were following him a little puzzled.

But as Grindelwald's most loyal believer, Vita gently shook her head at the others. She knew that Grindelwald was thinking about big things, and signaled them not to interrupt and continue to carry out the operation.

Abernethy and Crow, who had always looked down upon him, brought an ancient hearse to a slow stop in front of a gorgeous house.

Not long after, two green lights flashed in the room, and two coffins were carried out, loaded into the hearse and left.

During this period, Grindelwald didn't even blink. They were just two Muggles, not enough to attract his attention.

He even wanted to know what the truth of the prophecy was.

That was about how he was going to deal with Clay—Aurelius.

The dove occupied the magpie's nest and walked into the gorgeous room [Grindelwald ten shots.

This struck his followers as very strange.

Because these actions were finalized by Grindelwald, they now need orders for the next step.

And this order and instruction can only be done by Grindelwald.

After thinking again and again, Grindelwald felt that he still had to fight for it, even if his hopes were greatly reduced by the surname Dumbledore.

"After a thorough cleaning, this place will be very comfortable." Grindelwald paced the room with his hands behind his back, and then said to a Wiccan, "Send my greetings to Aurelius Dumbledore. , I want to talk to him.”

"With all due respect, sir, why should a young boy be so solemn? Just catch him." It was an East Asian man with a long beard, and his conspicuous bare half of his head was very conspicuous.

"...Mr. Sotero, put aside your arrogance. We are coming together for the great benefit. We must fight for all the power we can to face our biggest obstacle." Grindelwald has always been self-centered, but he is very concerned about himself. This Eastern wizard was quite polite.

"Albus Dumbledore?"

"For some reasons, I can't take action against him. Of course, he can't take action against me. Credence——or Aurelius, he is our support to kill Dumbledore." Green. DeVoe explained.

"I have heard of Dumbledore a little bit. More than a year ago, you abandoned your family business and went to the Magnesium Country. You said you were looking for the power to destroy Dumbledore. Are you just like these ten young boys?"

Grindelwald became angry when he thought about this.

"No, at that time, I placed my hope on the Obscurus. As long as I was given a little time, I could activate its powerful power to destroy Dumbledore. Unfortunately - just when I was about to visit, those damn arrogant people in the Magnesium Kingdom Luo ruined everything (Nuoqianhao), and their curse tore Obscurus into pieces." Grindelwald did not mind telling his failures at all. He firmly believed that no one could succeed forever, and this was not the first time he had tasted it. Failure tastes like a fox.

Vita wisely brought a skull-shaped snuff pipe forward.

Grindelwald took a deep breath, and the two dark eyes of the skeleton were burning.

For the Greater Good, 1898. It is not only the core idea of ​​the Witchcraft Party, but also the ideal that Grindelwald adheres to throughout his life.

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Thick smoke and dust billowed, and a scene he experienced nine months ago actually appeared inside.

The devastating Obscurus ravaged the entire New York City, but was eventually killed by the combined efforts of dozens of Aurors.

Put down the snuff bottle and watch the scene replaying and dissolving:

"Originally, we had two choices, but with the death of the last remaining Obscurial, we only have one choice left."