Starting Over at Hogwarts

Austria.

Nurmengard Castle.

Everything here is isolated from the world, and there is no festive atmosphere of Christmas Eve at all. Only the cold mountain wind whistles through the castle standing in the cold night, making people feel a sense of desolation out of thin air.

Waves of blue magic halo appeared in the valley.

A short and fat figure appeared with a halo of magic. His eyes moved slowly, looking at the only area with light in the entire valley, which was the Nurmengard Castle where the first generation Dark Lord Grindelwald was imprisoned.

It is better to say that it is self-imprisonment than imprisonment.

The entire wizarding world did not dare to send any wizards to station in Nurmengard to guard Grindelwald.

When the first-generation Dark Lord was captured by the American wizarding community, he used his words to directly seduce a simple-minded wizard to join him, allowing him to escape completely during the escort.

The people currently responsible for guarding Nurmengard Castle are squibs. They do not have any magic power in their bodies and cannot provide assistance to Grindelwald. Naturally, they cannot resist Grindelwald's escape.

certainly.

Grindelwald probably never wanted to leave either.

Ever since the battle between Grindelwald and Dumbledore, the Dark Lord who once wreaked havoc all over the world has never had any other thoughts and just lived quietly in Nurmengard Castle.

The magic world is naturally worried.

The entire Nurmengard Castle is still wrapped in a magic barrier.

This short, fat figure that appeared out of thin air came speeding over and suddenly stopped over Nurmengard Castle. He lowered his head slightly and stared at the thin layer of magic barrier covering the outside of the castle.

The short and fat man slowly landed around the magic barrier, stretched out his palm and calmly covered the magic barrier, and a magic spell slowly fell from his palm onto the defensive barrier.

"The Alajo hole opens."

A circular hole quietly opened in the solid magic barrier.

The short, fat man adjusted his clothes and gently opened the door of Nurmengard Castle, as politely as if he was visiting a reclusive scholar whom he respected very much.

The squib gatekeeper in the castle heard the sound and quickly came out to see what was going on. However, he only saw a fleeting red light in the eyes of the short, fat man. With this red light reflected in his eyes, he saw The disciple's expression instantly became confused, and his mind was instantly controlled by the short, fat man using the Imperius Curse.

"Where is Grindelwald?"

"He... lives in the top tower."

After a brief exchange, the janitor turned and returned to his room.

And the short, fat man who invaded Nurmengard Castle, after getting the answer he wanted, walked up the steps of the castle step by step, and walked towards the high tower of the castle step by step.

On top of the tower.

In a dark room.

An old man sat alone on a small bed, leaning against the somewhat shabby wall and looking at the top of the wall. No one knew what he was remembering on this Christmas Eve when thousands of families were reunited with lights.

Perhaps, recalling his past glory?

In the past, this old man once almost dominated the entire magical world with one hand. Even his words and deeds were enough to incite countless people and directly shake the peace of this world.

Perhaps, recalling the embarrassment of his own defeat?

Now, this old man was defeated by Dumbledore, known as the strongest white wizard, in a wizard duel. From then on, he could only hide in the tower and end his life alone. rest of life.

Even on the bustling Christmas Eve, no one came to say a word of blessing to the old man. The only thing related to Christmas Eve was a plate of poor-looking apples sent by the squib janitor who was responsible for guarding him.

The first generation of the Dark Lord.

Gellert Grindelwald.

It is the identity of this lonely old man.

Because he is a loser, and losers always end up looking a little embarrassed.

certainly.

If some people think that Gellert Grindelwald is immersed in the glory of the past and cannot extricate himself, and that he is suffering from his current loneliness, it would be too underestimated of the first-generation Dark Lord.

Grindelwald never cared about useless things.

While Grindelwald was still meditating quietly, a short and fat man suddenly walked in and interrupted his reverie, speaking his blessings to the first-generation Dark Lord in a sharp voice.

"Mr. Grindelwald, happy Christmas Eve."

When this short, fat man walked in, he picked up an apple on the table. After taking a bite, he frowned in disgust: "Austria's apples really don't taste that good... Are they the only ones available on Christmas Eve?" ?It seems that the life of the former Dark Lord is not as good as I imagined."

This guy…

A bit rude!

Just one sentence can make people understand the attitude of this short and fat man. What's more, the uninvited guest who appears in Nurmengard at this time must be someone with bad intentions!

"..."

Gellert Grindelwald frowned, closed his eyes in displeasure, and spoke with an impatient tone to drive away the short, fat man in front of him who was disturbing his thinking.

"There is no Dark Lord here."

"There is only one old man in Nurmengard."

There is no shortage of people with ulterior motives in the world.

Even when Grindelwald lost to Dumbledore in the duel, many wizards still had hope in Grindelwald and believed that it was possible for wizards to rule the world.

These wizards did not believe that Muggle human weapons could destroy the entire world.

However, Grindelwald has clearly realized that the Muggle War during World War II has completely made Grindelwald realize the facts, which is one of the reasons why he chose to give up his ideals.

Now that this short and fat man can enter Nurmengard, no matter what method he uses, it shows that his identity is not simple, and he must be a dark wizard with conspiracy.

But no matter what he wants to do...

Grindelwald is no longer interested.

"you are wrong."

The short, fat man spread his left hand and took another bite of the apple before continuing: "Mr. Grindelwald, you should say that there are two old men in Nurmengard. When I came here, I saw the gatekeeper downstairs. He is already very old... Or do you mean that in your eyes, a squib cannot be considered a human being?"

"..."

Grindelwald was suddenly choked.

The former Dark Lord only paused for a second before an impatient look appeared on his face again: "No need to say anything boring. It's just a waste of time for us..."

"Okay, let me get down to business."

The short and fat man put down the apple in his hand, sat on a worn-out chair, and stared at the decadent first-generation Dark Lord in front of him: "Mr. Grindelwald, your old friend Mr. Albus Dumbledore entrusted me to come here." Asking for your opinion, he wants to invite you to a Christmas party tomorrow..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Before the pudgy man could finish speaking, Grindelwald laughed and interrupted him!

The first-generation Dark Lord suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the pudgy intruder. His eyes suddenly became a little sharp, as if his eyes could pierce people's hearts!

Even though Grindelwald is old...

Those eyes that once saw through everything have long been immune to the ravages of time. They are still able to captivate people and see through the mind of any conspirator in the world!

After hearing the words of the short and fat man, the decadent first-generation Dark Lord almost regained his undeniable aura, and his voice became a little cold and cruel: "Even when he is lying, Don’t expose your ignorance too much, it will make you look stupid when your lies are revealed!”

"…Yeah?"

The pudgy intruder subconsciously nodded along with Grindelwald's words, as if at this moment his will had been easily and directly convinced by Grindelwald's words.

He is worthy of being the first-generation Dark Lord who was able to confuse the entire European and American magical world with his own words. Both his speaking momentum and his words are extremely sharp!

It doesn't even take magic to make people feel like their souls are being invaded.

However, the pudgy intruder quickly calmed down, because he was already prepared for Grindelwald's lies to be exposed in advance, and even these lies were used to anger Grindelwald.

"It seems that some of the rumors are not entirely false."

The short and fat man suddenly looked at the indifferent Grindelwald, chuckled and said, "Even if you were defeated by him, you still trust Dumbledore so much...Mr. Grindelwald."

When he said this, the short and fat man seemed to have regained the initiative in the exchange. He slowly stood up and walked towards Grindelwald. He continued with some confidence in his sharp-toothed mouth: "Let me think about it...if If Dumbledore really wants you to leave Nurmengard, then he should come and pick you up in person, right?"

"..."

Gellert Grindelwald fell silent.

Without much guesswork, they both knew it was right.

The only person Grindelwald is willing to listen to is his best friend and old enemy Albus Dumbledore. If anyone can convince Grindelwald to leave the castle of Nurmengard, it can only be Dumbledore.

The short and fat man looked at the still silent Grindelwald, but it would not make anyone feel that there was any flaw in his heart and will. Only some people who had truly stood at a high place could do this.

to be honest.

The pudgy man had a feeling for no apparent reason.

In fact, it seems that he can not only get some rewards from this first-generation Dark Lord, but also learn a lot of strange knowledge, which may make the third-generation Dark Lord he pretends to become more and more terrifying. .

The first Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald.

As expected of the Dark Lord's predecessor, he really has something.