Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The magic volley of the elves is spectacular.

Just as Marx shouted, hundreds of scarlet streamers ejected from the top of the towers of Hogwarts Castle. It was like a fire in the air, moving toward the sky in the vestibule of the castle. .

It was only this first attack that not only brought the Black Deaths back to the ground, but even Voldemort, who incarnations the black flame, was forced to slow down.

The elf race has been called “house elf” since its inception, and in the magic circle it has become a group of bottom-level creatures. They are humble, jealous, and regard generations as slaves as their own pride, and a backbone has never been straight.

For this reason, even modern wizards have long forgotten the past right and wrong, and have never been able to afford them. The contemporary Dark Lord Voldemort is one of the most typical examples.

But even if it is often overlooked, the magic innate talent of the elf race is good, but it is objective.

At the moment when Voldemort and a large number of Black Deaths were suddenly suppressed, the snow under Marx’s feet was covered by the blue rays of light. A path of twisted lines and each and everyone’s grotesque symbols appear successively, reflecting large areas like a blue ocean.

Obviously, he used the cover of snow to cover the rune map directly on the ground.

In a short time, as the rays of light slammed, a layer of crystal clear barrier covered the vestibule with a small half of the castle, which seemed to be the protective barrier that the professors had jointly supported. Smaller version.

It’s just this hemispherical barrier, but a “cage” pulled up by the rune array. It is not designed to protect the enemy from the outside, but to trap the people inside.

After opening the barrier, Marx did not chase the Voldemort that was lifted off, but turned to look at the lakeside.

Dumbledore’s hail was also enveloped in the scope of this huge cage, but this time, the man standing in front of the hail.

It was a skinny old wizard who had to be white and describe the vicissitudes of life. A black coat was worn on his body and was very wide.

On Marx’s side, he can only see his side face far away, but Marx can understand it at a glance, that is, the famous dark wizard, Gellert Grindelwald, who smashed the entire European magic circle decades ago.

Several indirect contacts with the previous Dark Lord have left a deep impression on Marx, but he has not been able to actually face each other.

Today, the Nuremgard fugitive finally appeared in person.

“Mr. Grindelwald?”

The Marx pedal magic book flew up and swept over the snow between the two, floating leisurely behind Grindelwald. Probably just him, dare to be so boldly close to the “legendary” first generation Dark Lord?

“McLorne,” Grindelwald didn’t go back to the ground. “Do you know? Albus, he appreciates you, he thinks, you are a real wizard.”

This old man has no reason to say that Marx is inexplicably inexplicable.

Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore, the two equally talented wizards, have an intricate past. Regarding the friendship between the two of them, Marx knows so much, but actually knows it is not so detailed.

But now it seems that in the years he was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Dumbledore did occasionally go with him to talk a few words.

“Is it?” Marx seemed to be a bit perfunctory about Grindelwald’s words. “Wizard is just a way to kill life. How do you want to live, not to see your choice?”

But Grindelwald didn’t pay attention to him, but instead he said to himself: “…I didn’t believe it, especially when I saw you for the first time, I still think that you are the same as Riddle, just a good luck child that’s All. There is a force that is close to ‘real’, but only knows to use it as a toy.”

For the first time in Grindelwald’s mouth, it was not the time of the monastery in Marx’s memory, but that he saw the Marx destroying the Nurmengard tower in one fell swoop.

“…but,” he said, a little paused, but he shook his head slightly. “I saw it when I saw you for the second time. You are different from Tom Riddle. You are not like him.” Half a hang, but a real genius wizard.”

“I never thought about it. Someone just stood there and could follow my practice of the Deathly Mark, and in turn track my specific location.”

As soon as Marx heard it, he suddenly jumped.

He was still acting at the moment. Who knows that Grindelwald would have noticed the traces of his tracking, no wonder he would leave Joshua’s body at a crucial moment.

It seems that the acting was a white show and a lot of energy was wasted.

To be honest, Marx is in the few airspace battles of Grindelwald, and it doesn’t take much advantage. More importantly, he has not even figured out the ultimate goal of the other party. This time Grindelwald came so calmly, I am afraid it is not easy to deal with.

“So?” Marx looked at his back, expressionless, “What do you want to say?”

“hmph, I know, you are very curious about my actions.” Grindelwald used his old voice to lightly say with a smile. “Don’t worry, I can tell you plainly – I just want to see you again with Albus.” And already.”

Every word he said seems to be covered with a layer of fog, making people completely unpredictable. But just look at him now, no matter what he is saying, his eyes have not left the hail in front.

Or, did not leave that silhouette in the hail.

It seems to prove his words. He said that to see Dumbledore, he just came to see Dumbledore. There is no other idea.

However, how can this be called Marx?

See you soon! It’s okay to escape from prison, but when you leave Nurmengard, you don’t forget to challenge Marx. After that, it was full of chaos in Europe. With the confidant of the past, the entire American magic circle was disrupted, and Marx followed his footsteps to keep alive.

But now, just after Voldemort, the man ran to Hogwarts, and even did not bring one.

All in all, Marx is quite puzzled from start to finish.

However, it is not only Marx who is currently wondering. Voldemort, who had originally flown into the air, fell back to the ground after discovering that he could not break the barrier.

Taking advantage of Marx, he ignored him and he went to the castle alone. The magical barrier that Marx raised also included a small castle, but he found that there was no one in the castle.

Obviously, Professor McGonagall has taken people to other areas.

Undead Voldemort, standing on the other side of the hail at the moment. He is swaying the black flames that are constantly swaying, but the heart is more confused than Marx is coming. What is Grindelwald doing?

“Gellert Grindelwald! You are not saying that you want to help me? Why don’t you?” Voldemort didn’t have the patience to listen to the boring conversation between them, and suddenly he asked coldly.

Under his words, Grindelwald finally got an action. He just looked up and glanced at Voldemort through the transparent hail. The thin, coveted face flashed a glimpse of a smile.

That smile is like ridicule, but with a touch of mercy – yes, pity! That’s not the emotion that the terrifying dark wizard has on the face!

“Tom Riddle,” Grindelwald looked at him. “You don’t understand – fear of death is not your fault. You are wrong, not smart enough. As a wizard, you are a loser… Like I was in the past.”

“What are you talking about!” Voldemort said angrily. “I fear death? No! I defeated death! No one can really kill me, understand?”

As he said this sentence, the black flame of the whole body expanded again. If you look at it with the naked eye, you can only see that a huge black flame is burning, and even the human form can’t be distinguished.

“Mr. Grindelwald, why bother to continue to stimulate him?” Marx didn’t even look at the black flame, just staring straight at Grindelwald’s back. “Since you just said, today is just to see Professor. Dumbledore…what are you looking at now?”

Grindelwald heard this, and also ignored Voldemort under the wrath, but turned directly.

“McLorne, I ask you – do you want to see you again with your Teacher?” This time he ignored Marx’s question directly, and the words became more and more inexplicable.

This is a strange word, but both Marx and Voldemort are complexion changed.

Dumbledore’s body is now sealed in the hail, which anyone can see. It is not difficult to find the meaning of Grindelwald. He does not seem to come to see the body, but to see Dumbledore himself!

At this moment, Voldemort is fearful. One of the purposes of this public funeral was to continue to disturb Voldemort’s view, making him even more jealous that Dumbledore was actually pretending to be dead. Now that Grindelwald had said this, his black flames were leaping and his heart was more and more alarming.

As for the Marx side, naturally there will be no doubts like Voldemort. The reason why he was shocked was because he had a question that could not be ignored in his heart.

“Do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?” Marx didn’t worry about Voldemort, and asked the question straight out.

Grindelwald heard him ask, and the wrinkles on his face gradually eased.

His expression was very strange, it was like gratification, and it seemed to be appreciated. Although it was quite different from Dumbledore’s appearance, the feeling that he could bring to Marx seemed to be like seeing another Dumbledore, and his heart suddenly burst into gloom.

“Do you want to see Albus again?” Grindelwald repeated the question again.