I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 204 Gellert Grindelwald

As we all know, Grindelwald is a dark wizard. As for where he is, this is a matter of opinion.

In fact, in Aunt Rowling's setting, Grindelwald is only called the "Dark Wizard" and not the "Dark Lord". There is no such thing as the "first generation/first generation Dark Lord" because Grindelwald is

I most likely think that everything I do is for the benefit of all mankind, so it is not dark.

The translation is, even if I kill people (gas explosions burn Aurors) and set fires (fires burn Paris), I do all kinds of evil, but I think I am a good person.

It can be said to be a very idealistic concept. The new concept is not the Dark Lord. He thinks that his ideas are white, but the things he does are black. In total, he is...the Gray Devil?

The original English name of the Dark Lord is "Dark Lord", which is derived from Voldemort's name "Lord Voldemort". The Dark Lord comes from Voldemort's own name, which is the honorific title given to him by the Death Eaters. He also gained fame because of Voldemort. It is not different.

The name given to the leader of the dark forces during the period.

Moreover, the original work did not mention which country Grindelwald was from, and the nationality listed in the official extradition document was "unknown."

But just now Dumbledore said he was Austrian on the train, so let's just assume he is.

Anyway, a certain mustache with a similar nature to him is also an Austrian, and the Austrians no longer care about one more devil.

Dumbledore opened the door, and Louis saw a lean little old man, who was leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, looking at the scenery outside the window with his head sideways.

As for what he can't hold back, I understand.

It seems that the essence of human beings is pigeons, repeaters and incense.

Just as he was told, Tom used Louis' magic amplification to successfully summon orange-red fire to engulf the entire Nurmengard.

No wonder the Lihuo gas stove has the power to sweep the entire Paris.

It was very hasty, but I didn't want to mention that Voldemort was responsible for all this. There was no news in the Magic Daily or any official channels, not even the gossip.

Unexpectedly, Grindelwald snorted and said in a somewhat sinister tone: "Of course I remember her. I think about how many fan novels she wrote and how many ugly little songs she composed..."

“It smells so good.”

Only then did Grindelwald notice the presence of Louis. He turned his head, looked at Louis carefully in the dim light, and asked: "The last time you brought a student here, it seems to be more than ten years ago?"

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, and then said a little arrogantly: "Well, since Emma's son sincerely invites me to have dinner together, what reason do I have to refuse?"

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and grabbed Louis' left arm, glanced at the watch, and then put it back.

"Don't be ridiculous, the German Ministry of Magic and the Austrian Ministry of Magic have been monitoring me. It's not like you don't know this." Grindelwald's smile looked like he had a toothache.

"I have a way." Lewis suddenly thought of Comrade Fang, who had been forgotten for a long time. He took the diary out of the system space, picked it up and shook it vigorously.

Grindelwald laughed and raised a topic that he thought Dumbledore would never agree to.

Grindelwald shook his head: "No, just to confirm whether today is April 1st."

Louis saw that Grindelwald's dark magic talent was 19, which was actually better than his own. If the Elder Wand was included, it would be 21.

April 1st is April Fool's Day.

He doesn't even want to fool people.

"Is there anything you need to deal with urgently?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"What do you think tastes good?" Dumbledore asked.

And Voldemort "happened" to let the Aurors of the Austrian Ministry of Magic see his true face, and then turned into a black smoke and left the scene.

Grindelwald nodded. Even among Nurmengard, he had heard of Mr. Voldemort's illustrious reputation, but no one had ever compared the two of them. At least Dumbledore had not done so, and Grindelwald had not done so either.

I don’t think the two of them have anything in common - except that they both practice black magic better.

Even a wizard of Grindelwald's level is not immune to this.

Don't panic if you have food in your stomach. Grindelwald slowed down the speed of cooking and asked curiously: "So, why did you bring this boy to Nurmengard today? If I remember correctly, today

It should be Halloween, and there are still more than fifty days until Christmas."

Grindelwald let out a sneer. He slowly picked up the goblet, shook it gently in front of him, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully, and then took a sip. He looked extremely elegant, as if the storm just sucked in the big chicken drumstick.

is the same as another person.

"Professor." Tom nodded politely.

"Then aren't you going to come and have some dinner?" Louis extended the invitation.

Grindelwald wanted to criticize Dumbledore, but he choked back when the words reached his lips.

"This juice is very good. I heard it was produced by the squib factory you opened?" Grindelwald drank a whole glass of moonberry juice, smacking his lips with some unsatisfied content, and put the cup in front of Louis, gesturing for him to try again.

Add a glass.

What is unexpected is that the Austrian Ministry of Magic did not make any official statement on this matter, but insisted that the Nurmengard Tower where Grindelwald was imprisoned was attacked by an unknown dark wizard, and Grindelwald

Devo also died in this tower.

"Bringing you some food." Dumbledore conjured four chairs and motioned for Louis to put them down.

The little old man has quite a lot going on.

It seems that the four-stage strategy is universally applicable, and a certain TV series can really be used to govern a country.

Grindelwald looked at the chicken legs, smacked his lips and asked, "I remember her name was Emma. She was a very cute little girl. She came from a mysterious country in the East, but she was a little too naughty."

"For example, when will you let me leave here?"

"Just eat some, Mr. Grindelwald." Louis couldn't help but persuade him. Needless to say, Dumbledore's dish was indeed delicious. He had already eaten two meatballs.

"But I'm already here." Dumbledore finished taking out the food and started taking out drinks. Louis saw his favorite grape juice - this was also Sirius's favorite, and it was said that it could cure his autism.

"You're here after all." Grindelwald sniffed, the smell of roasted spring chicken was so alluring, and Louis vaguely saw him swallowing saliva.

It can be said that he is a relatively pure villain. He really made me cry to death.

Maybe Dumbledore's sudden news really made him think that today was April Fool's Day.

"Not a bad idea." Dumbledore's eyes lit up, he looked at Tom and said hello with a smile: "Long time no see, Tom."

Just pet him.

In fact, not only Grindelwald, but also Louis was severely stunned, looking at Old Man Deng in front of him with a shocked expression.

"This is the all-powerful rural terrorist after you - Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle." Louis introduced solemnly. Tom's face twitched, but he did not dare to refute.

No, Grindelwald is one hundred and ten years old this year. Logically speaking, he is not an old man, but an old man.

"Are you here?" Grindelwald said softly.

"It's Voldemort." Dumbledore explained to Grindelwald in a low voice.

"You really don't want to eat it?" Dumbledore said, breaking off a chicken leg, taking a big bite, and making a satisfied "hmm" sound while chewing: "Hmm~ It tastes great, are you sure you don't want to try it?

?"

In fact, their action plans are quite different. Grindelwald's goal is for the greater good...not for greater interests. And what about Voldemort? Voldemort seems to only want to rule the wizarding world with violence.

"We can let Tom disguise himself as Voldemort and burn down the entire Nurmengard." Louis suggested: "I happen to remember that Tom learned the Fire Spell well. If he can't, I can ask my girlfriend to come over and burn down Nurmengard."

Mongard."

Grindelwald was silent for a while and then snorted: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here." Dumbledore nodded and took out the roasted spring chicken that he didn't know when he had prepared.

"What to eat?" Grindelwald was obviously a little excited.

Now Grindelwald has also changed his face, and now he is sitting with his legs crossed in Louis' office at Hogwarts, eating candy.

Grindelwald was silent again, and after a moment he said arrogantly: "Forget it, I won't eat it, you can take it."

"Oh, I just came to see how your ideological transformation is going." Dumbledore made a little joke.

Dumbledore lowered his eyelids and whispered: "The world has not been peaceful recently. Last year, Hogwarts was even attacked by fallen angels. We alone cannot protect the human world. I think I need you too.

The power of Gellert."

"You shouldn't have come." Grindelwald was firm and did not look back, even though his stomach began to growl.

"The waves behind the Rhine beat the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old." Louis smiled and poured a glass of moonberry juice for Grindelwald.

It should be said that this plan is seamless. After all, no one knows that Dumbledore has been here - you mean guards? Sorry, Nurmengard has no guards at all. After all, this guy Grindelwald is in Eagle Sauce.

At that time, he successfully instigated the rebellion of three groups of guards. With such a brilliant record, the Austrian Ministry of Magic only let people guard him because they were so crazy.

"It's hard to imagine that a young man of your age can actually have an office of his own." Grindelwald said with some regret: "It seems that you have inherited Emma's talent."

"Is this your method?" Grindelwald was still eating slowly, but Dumbledore's eyes lit up.

Catherine:

Just think of me as a gas stove, right?

Just when Louis thought Grindelwald was going to be angry, he changed the subject.

"Then I think you should pack your things quickly." Dumbledore swirled his fork in the air: "How about we leave here after dinner?"

"Even if I starve to death, I, Grindelwald, will not eat anything from you even if I jump from here!" Grindelwald said firmly, but the growling sound in his stomach betrayed him deeply.

"Well, that's his mother." Dumbledore grabbed the drumstick and shook it in front of Grindelwald.

"You have a good memory. Do you remember my mother?" Louis was interested. Grindelwald's memory was obviously slightly better than that of Dumbledore. He could still remember someone he hadn't seen for more than ten years.

What's going on? Today's plot is about Xu Xian breaking Leifeng Pagoda? Is this something I can watch without paying?

"Why?" Grindelwald didn't quite understand why Dumbledore suddenly changed his mind and wanted to release him.

In fact, Grindelwald is more like a prisoner. Because he lost to Dumbledore in a duel, he imprisoned himself in Nurmengard. It is also possible that the agreement between the two is a magical contract, so Grindel

Wocai has been staying here willingly.

Is this kind of food edible? He couldn't help but doubt his life.

With lightning speed, Grindelwald cracked a chicken leg and quickly stuffed three large meatballs into his mouth. After chewing for a long time, he swallowed it into his stomach. After a long time, his brows relaxed.

"What you like to eat," Dumbledore replied.

But no matter how you say it, you still have to keep up appearances. Although Grindelwald has no one to guard him, if he escapes, it will be a big deal to the entire magical world. This matter will be left to Voldemort to take the blame.

Couldn't be more appropriate.

People who long for freedom.

"But I quite like it." Grindelwald showed a kind smile that was not too inconsistent: "I am also very pleased to see her son grow up so big."

The plan went very smoothly, and no one would think that someone drank Polyjuice Potion and turned into Voldemort. Besides, Voldemort looked like a stewed egg after his rebirth. It is estimated that the location of his hair may not be... too... writeable.

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"I'm here after all." Dumbledore took out delicious food as if by magic, which must have been prepared by the house elves in advance. Louis also saw the classic dark dish-sheep's liver pie.

Look at how good the old men in the magic world are. They can pick up chicken drumsticks and make them fiercely at the age of 110. Look at the rare sect. The rare sect can no longer hold back even at the age of 80.

Lewis thought to himself, if you don’t want to eat, hurry up and crawl...

Young Tom appeared in front of them.

He put the goblet aside and snorted: "Can't you talk about something interesting?"

"Well, I was initially opposed by the Minister of Magic." Louis refilled a glass of juice for him.

"Idiot." Grindelwald sneered: "Your current Minister of Magic is a complete political idiot. If it were me, not only would I not stop you, but I would also take this opportunity to gain a fortune and consolidate my position."

"After all, there are few born politicians like you." Louis raised his juice glass and made a toast.

"You are also a little fox." Grindelwald seemed to enjoy the compliment.

(End of chapter)