This Hogwarts is not normal

There is a dense jungle in western Austria. It looks deserted, but there are many wizards hidden in the dark.

They have only one mission, to prohibit any living creatures from approaching.

Because in the mountains on the other side of the jungle, there is a cold and dark fortress.

Since more than half a century ago, it has been a nightmare for European wizards.

But tonight, the fortress welcomes a special guest.

He appeared outside the range of the anti-Apparition magic, and the anti-invasion spells in the jungle had no response to him. Even the wizards guarding him did not notice his arrival.

At 8:20 pm, Vincent stopped in front of Neumengard Castle.

He gently knocked on the heavy door with his cane, and the door automatically opened in front of him in the next second.

The environment inside is exactly the same as in the memory, the annoying musty smell has completely disappeared, and the air is much fresher.

He climbed the decayed steps to the top floor, and his eyes were fixed on the room at the end of the corridor that was lit by soft candlelight.

Vincent walked over slowly, and the sconces on the wall lit up one by one.

It was a splendid room with a very large space inside. There were more than a dozen ebony bookcases placed there, and it didn't look decayed or dilapidated at all from the outside.

"Coming?" Grindelwald, who was sitting on the sofa by the window, closed the book in his hand and raised his hand to motion for him to come in and sit down.

After not seeing each other for six years - probably two years, the Dark Lord who once almost conquered the world is still full of momentum, completely opposite to the bad old man with almost all his teeth in the outside world's impression.

Vincent sat on the sofa opposite him, leaning his stick casually on the table, "Teacher, did you foresee that I would come tonight?"

Grindelwald snapped his fingers in the air, and two steaming cups of black tea suddenly appeared on the table.

"That's right." He glanced at the cane leaning on the table, "I saw you walking in here with a cane, but I didn't expect you to actually build this thing."

The amplification ability is comparable to that of the Elder Wand, and it can even cast two spells at the same time.

Vincent picked up the cane and restored it to the shape of a double snake cane. "Teacher, you must not have foreseen this scene."

The flowing mithril slowly covered the double snake staff, and its shape also changed into a long-barreled pistol.

Grindelwald didn't look too surprised, "Being able to cast spells without chanting spells and casting gestures is indeed the direction of development for wizards."

"Uh..." Vincent quickly put down his long-barreled pistol.

Grindelwald smiled and picked up the tea cup, "Tell me, you won't come to visit me, an old man, when you are bored."

Vincent suddenly had the illusion of being seen through.

After all, your teacher is still your teacher. Don’t be complacent just because you have some achievements.

Especially in front of such a big shot.

Vincent held the teacup in both hands, "Teacher, our divination professor has a new prophecy."

"about you?"

"Yes." He picked up the tea cup and drank the black tea.

"She said I would show the power of terror, then she said I would bring long-lasting darkness and fear, and finally she said I would completely shatter all rules and order."

The smile on Grindelwald's lips became even wider, "It's pretty good, just like the future I originally predicted."

Vincent put down his teacup with a worried look on his face, "Then do you have any idea what will happen to my relatives and friends?"

Grindelwald shook his head slightly, "What I foresaw was a scene. If you want to know, I can tell you now."

Foreknowledge is different from prophecy. Foreknowledge can be changed, but prophecy cannot.

"No." Vincent laughed at himself, "I don't want the future to get worse."

It would definitely not be a good sight if this big boss could take a fancy to him.

Grindelwald looked a little surprised, "Albus said some time ago that you have grown a lot, and it seems to be true."

You have to fight with old boss Deng every day in a battle of wits and courage, so you can't be more cautious.

These bosses are not only very powerful, but also very good at calculating people's hearts. If you are not careful, you may be tricked at any time.

Even if it's not life-threatening.

Holding the teacup, Grindelwald took a sip of black tea gracefully, "You're worried about your relatives and friends, aren't you?"

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, this damn prophecy will come sooner or later. It has to come when I plan to enjoy campus life..."

Grindelwald listened patiently to his complaints.

There are gains and losses, and life is full of helplessness everywhere.

"Our divination professor also predicted that Voldemort will be resurrected. Unless he bluffs into the British Ministry of Magic, those rigid-minded politicians will definitely not announce this news to the public..."

Interestingly, the Dark Lord who was defeated by the baby is actually coming back.

Vincent, who was thirsty after talking, drank the black tea in the cup in one gulp. As soon as he put the empty cup on the table, the black tea inside was automatically filled again.

He drank another cup of black tea and said, "Teacher, what do you think I should do?"

Grindelwald held the sofa with one hand and leaned over, his eyes extremely focused and serious.

"You are becoming more and more like Albus now. You are helpless in doing anything."

Vincent smiled bitterly, "I don't have such powerful magic power as you."

Grindelwald's heterochromatic eyes stared straight into his blue eyes, "You underestimate your own strength."

His own magical attainments are not low, and he holds artifacts such as the Double Snake Staff, as well as endless alchemy tools, and is not even affected by the side effects of black magic.

As long as Vincent dares, occupying the Ministry of Magic by force will not be a problem at all.

But like Dumbledore, he had too many things to worry about.

Grindelwald stopped looking into his eyes and sat back down very casually.

"If you really care about your relatives and friends, you should eliminate all threats to your existence as soon as possible."

Vincent's pupils trembled, and a crazy idea flashed through his mind.

If rules and order are binding you, shatter them completely.

What about the Ministry of Magic?

What about the International Confederation of Wizards?

"Teacher, I understand."

Grindelwald waved to him, "Go ahead, I have nothing more to teach you."

Vincent stared at him blankly.

"What you lack now is not time, but determination."

Grindelwald leaned lazily on the sofa, "I'm looking forward to what will happen next."

The Dark Lord who once terrorized the global wizarding community is now in the same state as Leziman.

Vincent took a deep breath, "It will definitely be exciting."

Grindelwald had a faint smile on his lips and quietly watched his back as he stood up and left the study.

After watching his apprentice leave, it was time for him to return to the image of a bad old man whose teeth were about to fall out.

The splendid walls began to peel off little by little, revealing the decay and dilapidation that had been baptized by the years.

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