Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

Green light flickered!

Liddell's Killing Curse had been unleashed.

However, Grindelwald remained unhurried, the smile on his face never faltering.

His cloak, detached from his body at some point, had stiffened and was abruptly flung backward!

"Thud!"

The green-glowing curse struck the cloak, producing a muffled sound, and was unable to penetrate further.

Moreover, the cloak, rapidly descending towards Liddell's face, also obscured his vision!

"Whoosh!"

Simultaneously, a red curse shot out from beneath the cloak, heading straight for Liddell!

"Swish!"

To Grindelwald's surprise, his cloak missed its target, and the Stunning Spell naturally went wide.

Liddell, somehow, had moved to his side.

"Crucio!"

Grindelwald casually blocked the Cruciatus Curse.

"Little brat, you've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve, and you're quite proficient in Dark Arts. Did Dumbledore teach you? Or did you learn it in secret? Oh dear, this is getting interesting. What will he think when he finds out?"

"He won't find out if I kill you," Liddell said coldly.

"Haha, you want to kill me?" Grindelwald laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke of the century.

"Sizzle!"

Grindelwald chuckled, tilting his head slightly to the side, and a Killing Curse grazed his head as it flew past…

"It seems you're quite intent on killing me today. But alas, you won't succeed."

"You old codger, die! Sectumsempra!"

"Hmm… a rather impressive spell, one I haven't seen before. Did you develop it yourself?"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Good, but your aim is still a bit off… You certainly have talent, but the difference in power can't be overcome with a few Dark Arts…"

"Crucio!"

Grindelwald strolled leisurely through Liddell's barrage of Dark Arts.

"If I told Dumbledore about your use of Dark Arts, what would he say? Oh… his favorite, most promising student has turned to the Dark Arts… I'm already looking forward to the expression on his face."

Whether it was Grindelwald's words or not, Liddell finally stopped and stood face to face with Grindelwald.

"Since you're so eager, I'll call him back, and the two of you can have a good chat. See if he believes what you say?"

Grindelwald smiled slightly, opening his arms wide as the cloak he had discarded on the ground returned to him.

"Your Professor Dumbledore won't be back anytime soon. I've found him a rather good side job… But you were right about one thing… He certainly wouldn't believe me. What a pity…"

Grindelwald then looked at the defeated Pure-bloods on the ground.

"My followers are carefully trained. In the past, even if our operations weren't always successful, we never suffered such significant losses. The use of sleeping draughts was indeed clever. Hmm… could it be… that you orchestrated all of this?"

Liddell glanced around and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean. I originally came here tonight to find that magical power. I never expected to run into you… If I had known you would be here, I would have never come."

"Oh? Is that so? Then these sleeping draughts…"

"I originally intended to use these sleeping draughts on giants in the Forbidden Forest tomorrow night… I didn't expect them to be so effective here too." Liddell's response was flawless.

Grindelwald looked at the defeated Pure-bloods on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, "To be tricked by a first-year wizard, they really are no different from giants…"

After saying this, Grindelwald's mind began to race.

Initially, he thought it was all a trap set by Liddell.

Perhaps he had seen through Anne's disguise early on, and then used a counter-plot, using the magical power to lure him here.

However, after listening to Liddell's words, he felt that this possibility was unlikely.

If Liddell had seen through Anne's disguise, why didn't he tell Dumbledore?

With his own strength alone, a first-year wizard, where did he get the confidence to keep himself and his group here? It would be better to tell Dumbledore!

If Dumbledore knew, then waiting here tonight would not be Headmaster Dippet, but Dumbledore and the Aurors, lying in wait!

Moreover, he did issue the order for Anne to bring Liddell and Tom over.

His original intention was to use these magical powers to entice Liddell and Tom to join his ranks.

He saw the two little fellows' desire for power.

After experiencing the pleasure of enhancing their power, he didn't believe that these two little fellows could remain calm when faced with so much magical power!

However, he did not expect an unexpected situation to occur.

While he was busy dealing with the Headmaster and professors of Hogwarts, his men were all knocked down by Liddell's sleeping draughts…

Thinking of this, Grindelwald believed that he had grasped the truth of what happened tonight.

"Since your goal is also this magical power, why don't we call a truce and make a deal?" Grindelwald smiled.

"What deal?" Liddell asked.

“You and Tom join us… No need to join overtly, joining secretly is fine. That way, even if I fail in the future, you won't be implicated.” Grindelwald smiled and said, “As long as you agree, you can get half of the magical power here! I see that the power of your spells is much stronger than before. Presumably, you have already received my previous gift… Then you should understand how wonderful this magic power is… What do you think? How about my deal?”

Tom had been standing there since just now, pretending to be a statue according to the instructions of the Felix Felicis.

After hearing Grindelwald's conditions, he was a little tempted.

If he didn't know that kind of magical power might have side effects, he would have jumped out to help Leif answer.

But now… he better keep silent.

And Annie, who was pale with fright because she saw a large group of Wizengamot members, including her aunt, fall, felt a little aggrieved after hearing Grindelwald's conditions.

Leif and Tom haven't done even one thing for the Wizengamot, but they have received such a big reward…

And myself… I have worked so hard and done so many things, but it seems like there is no reward at all…

If I hadn't secretly absorbed a lot, wouldn't that mean that I wouldn't even get a bit of this magical power in the end?

No… No! There's still half left! Mr. Grindelwald will definitely reward me with a portion after going back!

Annie shook her head, forcibly comforting herself.

At this time, whether it was Grindelwald, or Tom and Annie, their eyes were on Leif, wondering what he would choose.

“Half? What a joke, after I kill you, it will all be mine!” Leif said, and once again cast an Avada Kedavra.

Grindelwald dodged the Killing Curse with a wry smile, “Where do you get the confidence to kill me?”

“People die when they are hit by the Killing Curse, and you are also a person,” Leif said理直气壮ly.

Grindelwald was amused by his words. Wasn't this little bastard quite clever? Why is he always talking such nonsense tonight?

“Hehe… Okay, okay. Then come on, I want to see if you can kill me.”

However, although Grindelwald said so, he still didn't use a deadly spell like the Killing Curse when he fought back, he just wanted to knock the little guy down, and then have a good talk.

Because he still believed in his prophecy, Leif and Tom would definitely be helpful to his career!

For a time, various spells flew back and forth in the chamber.

However, the situation was reversed.

The first-year little wizard was casting spells with a terrifying green light, like a dark wizard.

And Grindelwald, as the head of the dark wizards, was casting "healthy green" spells…

This was the first time Grindelwald had fought like a white wizard… which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover… Grindelwald soon discovered a problem, a very strange problem!

Because Leif on the opposite side was surprisingly difficult to deal with! Even Headmaster Dippet hadn't held him up for so long!

And the reason for this result was not how strong Leif's strength was.

But…

Why did his spells always go astray?

Combined with the fact that Leif was able to run behind him silently just now, Grindelwald couldn't help but be on high alert!

However, after the battle continued for another minute, Grindelwald finally realized that something was wrong.

Even if his spells were inaccurate, the landing point of the spells couldn't be so far from what he expected!

Besides… Putting aside the fact that his spells couldn't hit him. Let's just say that the little guy had his own unique methods.

Then if he couldn't hit him, his spells couldn't do anything to him!

So what did this little guy want to do by pestering him for so long?

Was there any point in delaying time?

Wait… Delay time?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Grindelwald's mind.

Could it be that… all of this was not the little kid's plan, but… Dumbledore's?

Speaking of which, Leif might not know Annie's identity, but wouldn't Dumbledore be suspicious?

Annie's last name is Rosier!

But he had been doing nothing, and hadn't launched any investigations into Annie, as if Annie didn't exist.

Could it be that Dumbledore had been silent all along in order to use Annie to lure him here?

Was this actually a trap?

Thinking of this, Grindelwald suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

No, that's not right… That's not right!

If it was Dumbledore's plan, how could he let a first-year little wizard, and his favorite student, delay him?

Moreover… If it was his plan, he should be sitting in Hogwarts! How could he go to America?

Even if he went, it would be fake. He had been making trouble in Hogwarts for so long. If he was there, how could he not have appeared until now?

Grindelwald quickly calmed down.

That's right… It should be that after this kid charmed my subordinates, he sent a letter to Dumbledore, wanting to delay time until he came back. It wasn't a pre-arranged trap…

“I have to say, you are very confident in wanting to hold me back… But, do you think you can really hold me back?”