I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Grindelwald's eyes that seemed to be able to see through everyone were squinting proudly, and he immediately reported a position and came out.

"This is a place I discovered when I was young. It is secluded and deep, very suitable for one's thinking - and also suitable as a cemetery. As for things that can convince another me, I will probably put them at the bottom of the lake."

"However," Grindelwald's tone became serious, "that is a memory, a memory that only Grindelwald can see. When you hand it to him, he will naturally understand. Remember, it must be in a place that can cover it. Read that memory under the magic of existence, otherwise the world will change extremely violently."

Sean nodded silently. The place was fine. The place where little Grindelwald was now had been enchanted for a long time.

"When he sees this memory, he will naturally understand all this. Of course, even if he cooperates in extracting the memory later, such behavior will still cause disturbances in the world, but according to my judgment, it is within a controllable range. "

It's the same as what Professor Dumbledore once told me...

"After doing all this, we can initially achieve the consistency of memory. But as that node in time, memory alone is not enough. What is the most important thing for a wizard? What distinguishes a wizard from other species? What?"

Of course it's magic power that can cast spells.

"Yes, magic - I have done research. Why did the previous time turner only allow wizards to go back up to five hours ago? The most important thing is of course that it cannot disturb time or modify history. Another important point is consistency. "

Grindelwald waved his wand, and two smokey figures exactly like him appeared.

"We just talked about memory -" he waved a magic spell, and the brains of the two smoke figures glowed slightly, "after solving the problem of memory, it is magic. This is a very important identification point for wizards -"

Glowing blood vessels appeared on the smoke figure, and pale silver magic power surged inside.

"If memory can represent a person's soul at a certain level, then magic can represent the body of a wizard. Have you ever had a feeling, Sean - your magic is different. On the same spell, two If an individual uses the same spell, uses the same wand gesture, and outputs exactly the same magic power, then even a first-year student and Albus Dumbledore will get the same effect."

"The reason why Albus is stronger is that he has a deeper understanding of magic, is more skilled in casting magic, and has stronger emotional power. In this case, many people believe that the magic in every wizard is the same Yes, the difference lies in the size of the magic source and how the owner of the magic uses them."

"but……"

Grindelwald waved his wand again, and one of the smoke transformed into Sean.

Looking closely, there seemed to be no difference in the pale silver magic flowing in the glowing blood vessels, but Grindelwald blew a gentle breath, and the blood vessels in the two smoke figures floated and magnified in front of his eyes.

At first glance, there was still no difference, but when he observed and listened carefully, Sean discovered that the magic seemed to be breathing...

But the rhythm of breathing is completely different!

Grindelwald leaned lazily against a broken stone pillar with the burning Hogwarts flag on it.

"Yes, as you can see, magic actually has some kind of [activity] that humans and even wizards cannot accurately describe. This is also a fact I have found. Everyone's magic is different, even if you You have perfectly inherited your parents’ looks, talents, etc., but the magic is different. Just like a wizard, everyone is an absolutely different individual.”

"When a wizard can clearly recognize this and accurately recognize his own magical imprint,

He might be able to create his own spell that only he could use. "Grindelwald said seriously.

Sean nodded while listening. He had had such a vague feeling before, but he didn't expect it to be confirmed in Grindelwald's memory today.

Thinking about it, he shook his head in amusement.

This old man has not forgotten to teach himself more things.

Grindelwald raised a corner of his lips: "This is why the time turner only allows up to five hours of time travel as I just mentioned, because the wizard's magic will naturally grow, and five hours is a period of natural growth. point. And the expanded magic power may cause the same person at two points in time to be inconsistent. This chance is very, very small, but for insurance reasons, the Ministry of Magic prohibits time conversion for more than five hours."

"For me, for Albus, or for you now, this increase in magic power is a drop in the ocean compared to my overall magic power. We can ignore that extremely small probability, but the problem is-"

Sean frowned, yes, there was a problem.

The old Grindelwald lived a full ninety-seven years longer than the younger Grindelwald. The increase in magic power in five hours can be ignored, but the magic power accumulated in hundreds of thousands of five hours is very terrifying.

In other words, from the perspective of magic power alone, the old Grindelwald is now far stronger than the younger Grindelwald.

This can lead to the two being unable to reach an agreement.

How to make up for this huge difference in magic power...

Sean racked his brains and couldn't figure out how to replenish the magic power for little Grindelwald. He had seen many magical items in the wizarding world, but there was no such thing that could directly increase the upper limit of the wizard's magic power.

The source of magic power can only rely on time accumulation, one's own talent, and continuous exercise.

It's not like he hasn't thought about whether it would be feasible to parasitize Obscurus for little Grindelwald, but he finally came to the conclusion that it was unrealistic.

The Obscurus is a boost, not the wizard's own magic power. Although it can be used as magic power, and the power is very powerful, as Grindelwald just said, the magic power of the Obscurus does not have the unique magic imprint of the wizard himself. .

He looked at Grindelwald in his memory in confusion.

The other person was grabbing the wrist of the other hand with one hand and placing it on his waist just like Dumbledore, and then looked at the clearing where he was standing with a smile.

This old man...isn't he already prepared for this?

This is too...

Grindelwald grinned: "You must be thinking that this old man is even prepared for this, and doesn't even know how to praise my perfect plan - ha, my disciple, I allow you to shout loudly now Praise, even though I can’t hear it.”

Damn, this old man... Sean laughed when he heard this.

"Let's get back to business. Yes, just like what you think in your mind, things that can increase the upper limit of magic power are extremely rare in the wizarding world - but you must have seen it."

Seen it? Sean frowned.

Grindelwald showed an indifferent and ruthless look at this moment. He touched his chin and said nonchalantly: "At this time, I have made up my mind to travel to the distant future, so this means one thing - ―”

He stretched out his hands as if embracing the world.

"This world will become a bubble in my memory. I no longer need to linger here, nor do I need to think about some... creatures."

biology? Sean's head jerked up.

It's not that there are things that can increase the magic power limit of a wizard. There is one thing that I have indeed seen.

Qilin...Qilin's blood!

In the ranking of dangerous magic recorded by the Ministry of Magic, Kirin's blood ranks sixth.

According to information from the Ministry of Magic, wizards who have interacted with the blood of Kirin have gained extremely powerful powers!

Therefore, Grindelwald is preparing...

Just as Sean expected, Grindelwald showed a rather cruel smile: "Yes, as long as the imprisoned me takes a sufficient amount of Kirin blood, the difference in magic power will be smoothed out... …”

Sean took a deep breath. He only knew one unicorn, the one that bowed to him...

In order to solve the current difficulty, am I going to kill that innocent life...

The thought made Sean breathe heavily.

At present, there is no other good solution.

And the problem is imminent, the world's will is already very sensitive, and there is not much time left before Grindelwald actually travels through 1966.

It took more than a year for little Grindelwald to gain huge magical power?

This is unrealistic...

Sean's heart suddenly became heavy.

Grindelwald has really thought about all this...but...

Happy laughter rang in my ears.

Grindelwald obviously couldn't see Sean, but he pointed forward and laughed.

"Oh - oh -, my dear Sean, you must be distressed, sacrificing the lives of innocent people, this is such an unacceptable thing for you. The funny thing is, no matter it is me, no matter who I am , or Albus, no matter what period Albus was, he would not hesitate at all when faced with this kind of choice."

Sean was silent, he couldn't refute.

Yes, he couldn't make up his mind. As for Grindelwald and Dumbledore, these two were not even afraid of sacrificing themselves.

Grindelwald stopped laughing, but his happy face and raised brow annoyed Sean a little.

I'm really pissed off, this hapless old man...

"Ha--" Grindelwald laughed loudly, "Forget it, I won't joke with my favorite disciple anymore. You idiot, my name is Gellert Grindelwald."

His smile became cruel and ruthless: "Although as a student, it is your duty to be busy for the teacher, but I will not let you bear so much pressure - what you can't do, I will do." go."

A ring familiar to Sean flew over from nowhere and landed on Grindelwald's hand.

That's my ring... Sean touched his finger, and the ring was still on well.

Grindelwald opened the ring and waved his wand.

Two adult unicorns struggled to float out.

Both of these unicorns were much taller than the cub unicorn Sean had seen, and they were obviously adults.

Sean's pupils shrank, Grindelwald was going to...

Sean wasn't even given time to think.

The wand was waved, and the invisible sharp blade directly cut open the throats of the two unicorns!

Blood spurts out!

Grindelwald didn't even blink. He seemed to have rehearsed this scene.

There was a faint light emitting from the tip of the Elder Wand, and the two adult unicorns could not even whine. Their struggling strength became smaller and smaller with the loss of blood.

All the blood was concentrated to the tip of the staff. Grindelwald didn't know what magic he used. The blood that should have been huge gradually concentrated, and finally turned into a ball of light red blood the size of a fist.

Grindelwald chuckled: "Sean, sometimes you should understand that your teacher, me, has been called the Dark Lord for many years - for me, this is something I can do."

Sean just sighed silently in the end.

This is very Grindelwald.

"However, it's not good to travel through time with such a huge source of magic power - so, I have to disguise this thing."

Grindelwald rummaged through the ring and finally took out a pot of asparagus.

The blood slowly penetrated into the small asparagus bamboo under the control of the wand, and the originally green and thin bamboo pole slowly turned into a faint blood red.

Sean was stunned.

This thing... is just lying in my ring!

Grindelwald was still talking: "However, this thing cannot always be kept by my side. I am going to clear my memory - if it is always kept here, I can easily study the extraordinary aspects of this thing. , I might use it myself by then."

"Well, let me think about it, how about putting it where the unicorn was found - ha, don't worry, no one can use this cute little thing without my magic spell."

"Okay, uu read Sean, this task is left to you. Find this thing, and then give it to the other me. The memory I left behind contains the method of using Kirin blood. As Grindelwald, he Of course I can understand.”

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the memory, Sean would have wanted to open his ring and take a look right now.

He didn't need to look for the pot of light red asparagus at all, but it was already in his hands!

Is this...is this a coincidence or some kind of fate?

After doing all this, Grindelwald returned to his smile.

He looked at the open space in front of him with a gentle smile: "I have talked so much and done so much - what can I actually ensure?"

"No, no one can guarantee the future. What I can guarantee is that I will try my best - so I believe that the person standing here hearing all this must be you, my disciple, Sean."

Grindelwald seemed to want to say something else, but he suddenly looked up at the ceiling with a big hole in it, and his expression became serious, with a hint of sadness that Sean couldn't understand.

"It seems I can't tell you more...go back, Sean, the world and I are in your hands."

There was a violent sonic boom sound of the air being broken, and the originally bright auditorium suddenly became dark!

Sean turned his head sharply, what was that? !

The surrounding scenes slowly faded, and only Grindelwald's last voice remained.

"Ha - if everything becomes uncontrollable, then kill me, Sean. By the way, remember to tell Albus for me."

"Feel sorry."