The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

"Three months..."

Anton snorted, "In just three months, under Voldemort's Confusion Curse, I was able to do so many things."

"Everything looks messed up."

He turned to look at Grindelwald, "Aren't you going to Hogwarts with me?"

"Do not!"

Grindelwald's words were particularly firm, "The future picture is messy and everything, but no matter which one, Dumbledore is dead, I will wait patiently for this day."

Anton shrugged, "That's fine."

He squinted to the sky and took a deep breath.

"That's right, I can't force anyone, these things are all because of me, and it's right for me to calm everything down."

Anton's eyes flowed, as if there was a hazy ray of sunlight.

"I like Hogwarts, I like Dumbledore, I like Snape, I like George and Fred, I like Neville, I like Hannah, I like Draco, I like spending time at school every moment.”

"Something is done and something is not done."

"I can't stay out of it."

"Then risk your life."

He thought for a while and looked at Grindelwald seriously and sincerely, "Thank you for your teaching these days."

"This is not what I want to teach you, you are wrong." Lao Ge pouted, "Wizards are looking for the way of magic, and magic is also looking for wizards."

"Well, I'll teach you a simpler one, which is guaranteed to work."

Grindelwald looked Anton up and down, and secretly added a sentence in his heart, at least don't die, causing Dumbledore's Horcrux to disappear.

Anton's eyes lit up, "This can be."

"Remember the method of extending the black line of the soul to nature just now to obtain the magic power of nature?" Seeing Anton nodding, Grindelwald continued, "Take that broken Horcrux as nature and release the guardian knight spell."

"???" An Dong was stunned for a moment, "What is the principle?"

"You'll know for yourself if you try it."

All right.

Anton took out his wand, savored the feeling, and waved it gently, "Faithful Guardian! (Spell

I saw countless black lines extending from his body, and finally completely separated from his body, the black lines twisted, and finally turned into a huge figure.

An adult wizard in black wizard robes.

An Dong blinked and looked back curiously at the black shadow that was almost two and a half meters long. The large wizard's robe swayed wildly without wind, and the face was blurred within the huge hood, and the pale arms naturally stretched from the sleeves of the wizard's robe.

"This……"

Anton moved in his heart, clenched his wand and raised his arm.

I saw the black-robed wizard behind him also raised his hand, his pale fingers pointing forward.

"All petrochemical!"

The magic power surged, and the white light filled the air, but in an instant, the whole world was quiet.

The tides of the sea were all condensed, glowing with the luster of stones.

Only the sound of distant waves lapping against these petrified waters could be vaguely heard.

"As I said, if you learn to mobilize the power of nature, you will naturally be able to mobilize the power of this broken Horcrux." Grindelwald took a sip of the juice, "for emergency use, don't indulge in its power, or you will will be lost again."

...

Yestral's huge bat wings fluttered, carrying Anton into the sky.

It crossed a range in the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Grindelwald chuckled, "I like this guy."

He picked up a small piece of bread from the small table and took a bite, "Hmm!" He picked it up and looked at it in surprise, "It turned out to be so delicious?"

...

...

"Dumbledore is too old to be a headmaster at all!" Lucius sneered and stood out of the window of the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"Yes... Is it?" Lockhart's eyes flickered, and he rubbed left and right on the big chair behind the principal's desk, feeling a little restless.

"Yes, Lockhart, you are so good, why can't you be more confident?" A white-bearded old wizard looked at Lockhart with hatred.

"You asked our school administrator to come to Mandrake and successfully rescued the petrified children. Didn't you read the front page of the Daily Prophet today?" The old wizard shook the newspaper in his hand, "His Arrive, as if the sun had dispelled the haze of Hogwarts sky..."

The corner of Lockhart's mouth twitched, he turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was still hazy, and Rita had no lower limit to writing reports now.

This kind of compliment really made him feel a little ashamed.

God, he really didn't want to be the headmaster of Hogwarts.

No one knows how guilty he is now. These rotten pure-blood families are even more naive than him, thinking that the wizarding world is run by power.

Lockhart simply couldn't understand. Have these people been in high positions for too long and their eyes have been blind?

People like him who wandered around to collect materials in every corner of the wizarding society knew very well the essence of the wizarding world-strength was everything.

Powerful wizards can do whatever they want.

At least he did what he wanted with the powerful forgetting spell.

Those in the past, Grindelwald, the saints, Voldemort, Death Eaters, journalists, dark wizards, and even the Ministry of Magic, almost all followed this rule.

Those who do not understand this will surely die miserably.

At least when the school manager blocked him who was about to leave and asked him to be the headmaster, he went to the school infirmary and knelt in front of Dumbledore's bed and cried all night.

Oh, although it was a bit embarrassing to do so, he finally saw Dumbledore nodded, at least knowing that he would not be killed, which was a little bit of peace of mind.

Dumbledore isn't dead yet!

How dare these people?

Have you forgotten the nickname that everyone calls 'White Devil King' in private?

Alas, but what can he do? Dumbledore has mastered his weakness, he has to be the professor, and the Whitebeard school director has also mastered his weakness, so he has to be the headmaster.

"Thank you for your encouragement, Lord Al." Lockhart could only show a charming smile, yes, smile.

"Actually, I also have my own opinions on education, such as the little wizard's mastery of magic spells..."

"No, no." The white-bearded old wizard's complimenting smile suddenly dropped, and he stared at Lockhart coldly, "Please don't make any changes until our school directors have reached a decision, okay?"

Lockhart shrank back on the headmaster's back chair, looking weak and helpless, "Okay... okay."

"Heh~" Lucius in front of the floor-to-ceiling window let out a sneer, which was so harsh.

He pushed open the door of the principal's office and walked out with a cane.

Walking along the school stairs, he came to the girls' bathroom on the second floor with ease. After observing that no one was there, he gently opened the door and walked in.

The ghost of a little girl takes on an eerie milky white color and floats quietly in the corner.

"Everything is done according to your instructions." Lucius said to the empty bathroom.

After a while, a big snake with closed eyes came from somewhere, and its huge body blocked the door behind him.

"Very good, Lucius, you will be rewarded." Tom Riddle put his hands behind his head, lying on his back on the Basilisk's back, "Remember, the vacant Defence Against the Dark Arts professor..."

"Which Death Eater is more loyal?"

"Damn, Snape is stupidly time-traveling, doing such a meaningless thing."

Tom Riddle jumped off the basilisk, staring at him coldly, "I need to know who else is loyal to me, Lucius, to find them and find a way to get them to Hogwarts, I need Face to face examination!"

Lucius nodded.

The basilisk slid, and the cold scales ran across the back of Lucius' neck, causing goose bumps all over his body.

Finally, Tom and the basilisk disappeared, and Lucius walked out with a flickering look.

He gripped the cane tightly, only to feel cold sweat all over his back.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and continued walking forward, down the stairs to the Great Hall.

At the bottom of the stairs in the Great Hall, there is a room that serves as the office of Filch, the school administrator.

Filch suddenly fell in love with wizard robes since he was lifted from petrification, and went to Hogsmeade village to customize a black and silver silk wizard robe with a hood. Everyone at the school knew that Filch wouldn't live long, and now the students wouldn't laugh at him for that anymore, just let him dress up for a few days.

Lucius was silent for a long time at the door of the office, and finally knocked gently on the door.

No one answered, and the door was not closed. As he knocked, the door creaked to reveal a gap.

In the gap, Fer's strange sneer came into view.

"Master, he asked me to find a loyal Death Eater, and he planned to apply for the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Fine." A sharp voice came from the back of Filch's head.

Filch gently lowered the wizard's hood on his head and turned around, his grotesque face twisting and twitching.

"Hasn't Harry Potter been found yet?"

Lucius shivered suddenly, "No, no, since he lifted the petrification, he didn't know where to hide."

"Then go find it! He can't leave school!" Voldemort's voice was particularly sharp.

"Where's Anthony Weasley, have you found it?"

"No...no." Lucius swallowed and clenched his right arm, the Dark Mark on it was so hot that it seemed as if a soldering iron had burned red on it.

Finally, he let out a shrill cry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and fell to the ground.

"Don't let me down, Lucius, my patience is limited."

"Walton McNeill...Alecto Carrow...Amycus Carrow...Antonin Dolohov...Avery Jr...crabbe and Goyle... Nott..."

Voldemort recited a dozen or so names.

"Let them come to Hogwarts and accept Tom Riddle's arrangement. I want to see, I want to see if these people are really loyal to me!"

"Who will come, who dare not come, and who no longer need to live..."

The gap in the door slowly closed.

Only then did Lucius struggle to get up. He was panting heavily, he gritted his teeth and propped his cane on the ground to stand up straight, and laboriously walked out step by step along the gate of the castle auditorium.

Finally, he came to the Black Lake, and the whole person slumped on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"I...what should I do?"

Just then, a Thestral landed beside him with huge bat wings, and a little wizard jumped down.

"Huh, Lucius?"

"Hey~~!" Lucius only felt that the black demon mark on his arm was burning, and finally he couldn't hold back any longer and fell to the ground, looking at Anton in fear.

"In the end, how many..."

pat.

fainted.

"!!!" An Dong blinked, "So unplayable?"

"I haven't done anything yet?"

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The three-chapter update tomorrow will be a little later, so I should write a chapter and send a chapter. If there is no accident, it will be normal to send Chapter 3 together in the morning.

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