Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Snow covers the world, and almost everything is shrouded in a dark and dreary atmosphere.

"Lord Eredin." A Wild Hunt knight said, "We are here."

Voldemort nodded: "I understand."

He stood on the bow and looked down.

It was like a black reef, firmly rooted in the white ocean.

Nurmengard is unguarded.

But the door was open.

Even when the spaceship arrived, a red carpet was rolled out from this old, abandoned castle, but it was covered by heavy snow soon after.

Voldemort noticed this.

"You guys are stationed here." He opened his mouth and gave instructions to the Wild Hunters, "I'll go see him."

The Wild Hunts responded silently.

They didn't dare to disobey Eredin, let alone, after today, they can all feel the huge changes that have taken place in Eredin - his personality has become more surly, and even strange things have been imprinted on them. Each of the totems was marked by Eredin himself.

Voldemort flew off the ship and stepped into Nurmengard alone.

He is not afraid of Grindelwald - others admit that he is a greater dark wizard than Grindelwald.

Especially now that he has become stronger.

He walked along the red carpet.

Pfft——

The oil lamps followed his footsteps, one by one.

Until deep in the magnificent hall.

Grindelwald sat at the other end of the long table: "Welcome, Voldemort."

"Did you know I was coming?" Voldemort walked to the long table, gently tapped his hand on the table, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him playfully.

Grindelwald's eyes were deep: "You should have heard that I have a pair of third eyes."

"Then I should admire your courage." Voldemort said softly, "I should also admire your confidence."

"Since you predicted my coming, you still stay here."

Grindelwald shook his head: "What keeps me here is not courage or confidence, but love."

Voldemort's facial features were a little distorted.

This tone of voice reminded him of Dumbledore, a man who had caused him a physical stress reaction.

"Love?" Voldemort sneered: "A ridiculous statement."

He raised his hand and waved lightly.

Casting a transformation spell on the chair next to him, it transformed and became more gorgeous.

Voldemort then sat down, arrogant and dignified: "Mr. Grindelwald, I now allow you one more chance to choose."

He raised his right hand and sprayed the Dark Mark under the ceiling.

"Accept my kindness and be my friend."

"Or death."

Grindelwald couldn't help it and laughed: "Did you know? I once tried to see my future with my Third Eye."

"Before you were defeated by Harry."

Voldemort's face darkened.

The second thing he hated most was also mentioned by Grindelwald.

"Can you guess what ending I saw?" Grindelwald asked.

Voldemort whispered: "If you disobey me, you will naturally be killed."

Grindelwald nodded: "That's right."

"In that future, I am killed by you, effortlessly."

He looked at Voldemort, still smiling.

Of course he knew what that future was like.

Being imprisoned in Numengadri did not diminish his spellcasting ability, even if it was not as powerful as before, he would not be easily crushed to death by Voldemort like a little chicken.

But in that future, he has no hope or motivation to live.

Dumbledore is dead.

Of course, the current reality is completely different from the future seen through the Sky Eye. Dumbledore is still alive and kicking.

Voldemort's expression softened and became more cheerful: "Then, your choice is to become my friend, right?"

He raised his hand, magic gathering.

Just waiting for Grindelwald to raise his left arm.

Grindelwald shook his head decisively: "No, it is impossible for me to obey you."

Voldemort's face turned cold: "It seems that you are seeking your own death."

The magic power surged.

White Frost came out in full force and rushed towards Grindelwald.

Grindelwald tapped his fingers on the table.

The long table suddenly turned into a huge bag, wrapping up the entire Bai Shuang, but even the steel seemed insignificant under Bai Shuang's power. With a pop, Bai Shuang squeezed out of the restraints and continued to smash.

Also no wand.

Grindelwald was somewhat powerless under Voldemort's attack.

He could hold on and not be taken down by Voldemort.

But all he can do is barely protect himself.

He has been in Nurmengard for decades, and as he gets older, his magic level has declined somewhat.

And Voldemort

He didn't really need the wand, part of him was made of it. Not having a wand is not a disadvantage for him, and the elemental body made of white frost makes him more free.

After several tests, Voldemort sneered: "Grindelwald, I thought you would have some means to deal with me if you stayed."

"Is this the only result?"

"That doesn't make him a Dark Lord."

Grindelwald dodged the white frost and shook his head: "No, I have never been called the Dark Lord."

Voldemort raised his hands.

The hoarfrost is more intense.

"Now I'll give you a chance."

"Grindelwald."

"Tell me where the Elder Wand is and I will spare your life."

"So that you can enjoy the rest of your life in New Mengadry."

Grindelwald was entangled, and Bai Shuang rushed towards him and entangled his arm: "Voldemort, you are destined not to get it."

Voldemort made a fist with his right hand.

The hoarfrost wrapped around Grindelwald's arm became stronger.

"Although you are disgusting." In the crisis, Grindelwald did not panic at all. He smiled, just like when Dumbledore took Harry to visit Nurmengard that day, "But at this moment, Tom Riddle, I still have to say thank you."

Thanks?

The incomprehensible words made Voldemort stunned.

His thoughts were mixed.

Could it be that Grindelwald has been preparing for something in these years, just like when he was resurrected with the help of Hogwarts, he saw something with his third eye, and then waited for him to come and use himself to obtain more powerful power?

A weak wave of magic energy emanated from Grindelwald's left hand.

Voldemort looked.

It's a ring.

He was also familiar with the fluctuations of magic power emitted. It was not any oath or powerful spell, it was just a door key.

"Goodbye, Voldemort."

Grindelwald greeted cheerfully.

His stomach hooked and he whirled out of sight.

Voldemort looked gloomy.

Escaped?

After just a few fights, he actually escaped?

The dignified Grindelwald actually escaped?

"Very good." Voldemort took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "I want to see where you can escape."

Hoarfrost is part of his body.

He can track Hoarfrost.