The Death Knell

"Clean it up, wipe away the blood, and put the unused skeletons back."

Seeing Hermione running away as if fleeing for her life, Su Ming smiled and asked the lichs to arrange the surrounding environment. Now they could send a message to Snape and ask him to trick Dumbledore into coming here alone.

It's very simple. Just show the unconscious Harry to Lao Deng, and wherever Voldemort appears, Lao Deng will know that the original plan he and Deathstroke agreed on has taken effect, and he will definitely come to besiege Voldemort.

But Voldemort was already dead, and Dumbledore would not have thought that Grindelwald was waiting for him here. This was the second link in the conspiracy, used to deal with him.

Of course, it is not appropriate to meet an old friend with a pool of blood and severed limbs around, so the lich must use skeleton soldiers to quickly clean up the place.

He took a comatose mouse handed over by him, a mouse missing one finger. This was a souvenir that he was going to bring to Harry and Sirius.

Ambush Bug was not ready to leave yet. He said that since he had gone out for a trip and happened to meet her, he might as well record a love special and find an excuse to travel for a few days before going back.

Neither Su Ming nor Grindelwald had any objections to this. They could take pictures if they wanted to, but everyone had to hide first.

Others hide behind trees or tombstones. Darkness is the best cover.

The main problem is the lichs. The soul fire in their eyes cannot be hidden at night, so they can only be forced to return to the spider web first and then come out later.

"Lucius, don't pretend to be dead! Voldemort is dead, why don't you take the opportunity to receive the wealth of other Death Eater families?!"

"Okay, Master."

The head of the Malfoy family, who had been soaking in the mud, stood up with a smile, bowed and left in his aristocratic manner.

He just looked a bit miserable, like a drowned rat.

............................

Sure enough, they came quickly. The tall white-haired wizard came with the man with black hair shawl. The two of them searched for traces of Voldemort in the rainy cemetery.

There are some traces of battles here, and many flowers, plants and trees have scorch marks or cracks left by curses, but the strange thing is that there is not even a shadow of Voldemort or Death Eaters here.

"Severus, are you sure this is here?"

What kind of person is Dumbledore? He immediately sensed something was wrong and turned to Snape for confirmation, staring directly at him.

"Yes, Principal, I'm sure it's here, but..."

Snape took out his wand, put on himself a series of protective charms such as iron armor, and then stepped back.

"Don't make it difficult for him, Albus, I forced him to do this." At this time, a voice sounded behind Dumbledore. This familiar voice made the principal pause and slowly turned around to see the man.

"Green, you...you are confused."

What Dumbledore saw was a young Grindelwald, just like he had been in middle age before World War II.

At first reaction, the principal thought that Grindelwald killed Flamel and used the Philosopher's Stone.

But if you think about it carefully, that thing can only extend your life, but it cannot rejuvenate you. Therefore, Lao Deng felt that his lover had used dark magic similar to Voldemort's "flesh and bone", which made him blame the other party for being messy.

Grindelwald knew Dumbledore very well, so as soon as the other party said this, he knew that he was thinking wrongly.

"It's not what you think, it's just that some people helped me solidify the transformation technique, and I also used some other potions." The old devil opened his arms to Dumbledore and walked over: "If you want, you can too."

Dumbledore also opened his arms, wanting to hug him, but the next moment he came to his senses and immediately took out his wand and took a few steps back.

"No, I can't. It's impossible for us. You must take responsibility for the mistakes you made in the past."

"If the war can start with only one side, of course I am willing to take responsibility for it." Grindelwald pressed forward step by step, not worried at all that Albus would attack him, and just walked towards him with a smile: "But you formed On the other side of the war, you brought countless people against me, which resulted in so many casualties. The two of us have exactly the same responsibility."

Dumbledore has never heard such a statement before, and it does make sense...

No, you are resisting for justice, which is different.

"Do you think you are on the righteous side?" Grindelwald seemed to have seen through all his thoughts, and he was already standing in front of him: "No, Deathstroke reminded me that you are actually just trying to be angry with me and want to Just prove me wrong and don’t want more innocent people like your sister to be implicated in the revolution.”

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He took off his pointed hat and let the rain wet his long white hair into strands.

"Is he with you?"

"No, I begged him to help me. Just like Severus, they are willing to help poor people." Grindelwald took Lao Deng's hand and pointed his lover's wand to his chin: "Now we have A chance to make up for everything, but if you don’t want to listen to me, just kill me.”

The principal turned his head and did not look at him, but looked for the figure of Deathstroke in the darkness. He soon noticed that the other party was waving to him from behind a tree, because the red light was very conspicuous.

Could Dumbledore kill Grindelwald? It's never possible, they are lovers and have a blood alliance with each other.

"I don't want to hear what you have to say." The principal broke away from the other party's hand, but the wand also left the chin: "Severus, tell me."

"For Lily."

Snape, who was not far behind him, answered like this. He didn't feel any guilt because his goal had been this from beginning to end.

It's a pity that she couldn't kill Voldemort with her own hands to avenge her, but I guess it won't be long before she comes back, so it doesn't matter whether she kills Voldemort with her own hands or not.

"What's the meaning?"

Dumbledore turned his back to the old devil, just as the other party was not worried that he would attack, and he did not believe that Green would attack him.

"Professor Wilson has a plan that can bring back both Ariana and Lily from death. We already have a way to resurrect their bodies, but now they only lack souls."

The principal suddenly realized, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened: "I asked why the Ministry of Magic asked Ilvermorny for the leaves of the snake tree...it turned out that he was involved in it. In this way, you planned this It’s not a short time to get things done.”

"At least it was much shorter than the time I spent in prison." Grindelwald pressed against Lao Deng from behind and said in his ear: "You have heard of the legend of the Deathly Hallows, right?"

"Is it an artifact given to mortals by the God of Death?" Dumbledore stiffened for a moment, but quickly recovered: "I have the three holy artifacts in my hands these days, and I have not discovered anything extraordinary that will come from gathering them together."

"Only those recognized by the God of Death can fully exert their power. Otherwise, they will only kill the holder." Grindelwald walked around to his lover, and at the same time waved Snape over to speak: "But if we Return them to their rightful owners, Slade thinks we can trade something from Death."

"......real?"

Dumbledore was still very skeptical. He had never heard of any legend that the gods could be summoned by gathering the three holy artifacts.

Most wizards are atheists in nature. Although the legend has been circulating for thousands of years, no one believes that God really exists.

"Really, you just need to take out the Three Sacred Artifacts and let Professor Wilson and his people try it. Don't you want to save Arianna? At least think about Severus. This is his rescue. This is Lily’s last chance... Or have you changed and become like me, only treating people as tools? Are you just using him? "

Grindelwald said seductively. He had always been good at the art of words. Compared with him, Dumbledore was the clumsy-tongued of the two.

Dumbledore fell silent. He found a tombstone and sat down against it. He looked at the sky and thought about it. He didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, he asked: "Where is Voldemort?"

"We got rid of him." Grindelwald replied, sitting next to Lao Deng: "His last two Horcruxes were destroyed by Miss Granger, and he himself died in her hands."

Dumbledore nodded somewhat suddenly: "You taught her all the magic?"

"Part of it...don't say that. I won't go back to prison anyway. You either kill me or come with me." Grindelwald looked at him and put his hand on his. Above: "Albus, do you still have any nostalgia for the magical world? Wouldn't it be better for us to retire together? No longer care about the past, no longer care about the future, let's leave together."

"If I were the jailer and you were the prisoner, maybe it would be good to go to a prison where no one else can find you. But if you admit that you are wrong, you will be imprisoned by me for life."

Dumbledore was moved. If Grindelwald would never hurt anyone again and live in seclusion with him, what would be the difference between that and being imprisoned for life?

Grindelwald smiled, raised his hand to Su Ming, and winked at his lover: "Role-playing? You have learned something new recently..."

The principal blushed and glared at him angrily.