Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"Be careful, Elena, this is the last flight of stairs to Gryffindor House..."

"—there are traps on the stairs, I know."

Elena raised her head and finally saw the magic light above.

And at the edge of the stair entrance, Grindelwald just turned around, grinning and waving at her.

Without Dumbledore at the school, this retired old devil has really become ineffective at work. Is it still up to her to settle disputes?

"Hannah, get ready to enter—"

Elena gave a soft command and took a few steps on the stairs.

One step, two steps, three steps—

Rua!

boom!

The moving stairs made a creaking moan.

She rose straight up from the steps and charged towards the fire zone above like a cannonball.

Almost at the same time, Hannah also rushed out from behind her, and two petite lights and shadows flew upwards one after the other.

"Ah, Elena and the others have finally arrived—"

Grindelwald said slowly, smiling at Madam Pomfrey next to him.

Compared to the two girls, they had been here for a while, but he did not interfere much in the battle except to treat a few wounded.

"Dumbledore said a funny word called no fight, no acquaintance - sometimes, we have to let people vent properly."

Grindelwald said so, discouraging Madam Pomfrey and others who were planning to draw out a wand to mediate.

Anyway, there are so many top wizards present, and any wizard who makes a heavy hand will be stopped by him or Professor Flitwick.

However, it's almost time for the end...

Grindelwald glanced at the girls in the air, and drew out his wand lazily... At the very end of his wand, a small whirlwind began to twist.

"All... lie down!"

A small bubble appeared slowly and quickly in the center of the "battlefield".

Accompanied by Grindelwald's low voice, after shrinking inward, it exploded like a layer of fireworks bound to a plane.

An invisible wave of air swept across the corridor in an instant, and the shock wave hit everyone's chest indiscriminately.

boom! boom! boom!

Eh?

Elena blinked, feeling something fly over her head.

Immediately afterwards, all disputes ended.

The air wave bound at a height of three centimeters defeated most of the wizards in an instant, and the wand flew high, accompanied by the sound of dislocated bones.

The young wizards of this era are simply too weak.

Of course, a few are a little more resistant - but still too weak, too weak...

Grindelwald looked at the wizards who were staggering back in the field, and had no desire to wave his wand a second time, because—

boom!

boom!

Two loud bangs appeared in the center of the venue one after the other.

Like two meteors flying backwards, Elena and Hannah landed heavily in the center of the corridor.

Countless slates and debris were shaken up and smashed towards the surroundings, and two curved stone walls rose up, cutting off both sides of the melee.

Strengthen the Rune Rune, and the compound casting of polymorphism - the discipline committee's field control skills: [Cracked Earth]

"Now you can understand why I strongly insist on waiting for them to come over to mediate?"

Grindelwald turned to Madam Pomfrey and smiled softly.

"Equal treatment, and minimize the harm of conflict."

"Under this narrow terrain, without the help of Elena, Hannah and the others, it is actually very difficult to achieve zero casualties."

"Okay, now we have reached the first goal, and there is only 'zero damage' left. I think it should be more than enough for the four therapists to work together..."

Before Drindelwald could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall's angry voice echoed in the ears of the two.

"Professor Apocalis!"

"Oh, are you all right?"

Grindelwald turned around and asked with a concerned face ~www.readwn.com~ of course. "Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and said, fortunately she is an Animagus.

At the moment when the shock wave erupted, she almost completed the transformation, just to avoid two or three consecutive waves of shocks.

And Sirius and Lupin also reacted in time, each cast a spell to resist the shock wave, not lying on the ground waiting for treatment like other wizards.

"I understand what you're trying to say, Professor McGonagall." Grindelwald blinked and smiled calmly, "Hogwarts is not a battlefield, and violence against violence is not a solution worthy of advocacy. The way—but it does sometimes work best, doesn't it? Professor McGonagall, at least now we can all be quiet for a while, calm down and discuss."

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Professor McGonagall heard a light cough from behind, and she turned around, her expression still rather ugly.

Elena and Hannah were clearing the scattered piles of rubble, waving their wands as they healed the groaning wizards around them.

"So, can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

"Well, this is-"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and looked at a middle-aged wizard who was smiling wryly.

"I heard that Mr. Lovegood seemed to have witnessed it all. Maybe, we can ask him first?"

"After all, I've only just arrived, so I don't know the specifics..."

"Yeah, I'm curious too—" Professor McGonagall frowned. "Why are Ravenclaw parents so angry?"

"Uh--"

Xenophilius Lovegood laughed dryly.

"actually……"

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not good!