I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Grindelwald's eyes, who seemed to be able to see through everyone, were squinting triumphantly, and he immediately reported a position.

"This is a place I found when I was young. It's secluded and deep, and it's very suitable for one's thinking - and it's also very suitable as a cemetery. As for what can convince another me, I should put it at the bottom of the lake."

"However," Grindelwald's tone became serious, "that is a memory, a memory that only Grindelwald can see. When you give it to him, he will naturally understand. Remember, in a cover that can be covered. Read the memory under the magic of existence, otherwise the world will change extremely violently."

Sean nodded silently, but the place was fine. The place where little Grindelwald is now has long been enchanted.

"When he sees this memory, he will naturally understand all of this. Of course, even if he will cooperate to extract the memory later, such behavior will still cause disturbance to the world, but according to my judgment, it is within the controllable range. "

Just like what Professor Dumbledore once said to me...

"After all this is done, the consistency of memory can be initially achieved, but as a node in time, memory alone is not enough. What is the most important thing for a wizard? What distinguishes a wizard from other species is what?"

Of course, it is the magic power that can cast spells.

"Yes, magic - I have done research, why did the previous time converter only allow wizards to go back five hours at most? Of course, the most important thing is not to disturb the time and modify the history. Another important point is consistency."

Grindelwald waved his wand, and two smoke figures that looked exactly like him appeared.

"We talked about memory just now—" He waved the spell, and the brains of the two smoke figures shone slightly, "After solving the problem of memory, it is magic. This is a very important identification point for wizards—"

Glowing blood vessels appeared above the smoke figure, and pale silver magic power surged inside.

"If memory can represent a human soul at some level, magic can represent a wizard's body. Have you ever had a feeling, Sean—your magic is different. On the same spell, two people With the same spell, with the same wand gesture, with the exact same amount of magic, even a freshman and Albus Dumbledore would get the same effect."

"Albus is stronger because he understands spells better, casts spells more skillfully, and has more emotional power. And in this case, many people think that magic is the same in every wizard. Yes, the difference lies in the size of the sources of magic power and how the masters of magic power use them."

"but…"

Grindelwald waved his wand again, and one of the smokes transformed into Sean's appearance.

Looking closely, the pale silver magic power flowing in the glowing blood vessels seemed to be indistinguishable, but Grindelwald took a breath, and the blood vessels in the two smoke figures floated and magnified in front of him.

At first glance, there is still no difference, but when he observes and listens carefully, Sean finds that the magic seems to be breathing...

And the rhythm of breathing is completely different!

Grindelwald leaned lazily against a broken stone pillar with a burning Hogwarts flag on it.

"Yes, as you can see, magic power is actually a kind of [activity] that cannot be accurately described by humans or even wizards. This is also a fact I found. Everyone's magic power is different, even if you Perfectly inherited from your parents' looks, talents, etc., but the magic is to be different, and like a wizard, everyone is an absolutely different individual."

"When a wizard can clearly recognize this, and can accurately recognize his own magic brand, he may be able to create his own magic spell that only he can use." Grindelwald earnestly said.

Sean nodded as he listened. He had this vague feeling before, but he never expected it to be confirmed in Grindelwald's memory today.

Thinking about it, he shook his head hilariously.

The old man didn't forget to teach himself more.

Grindelwald raised a corner of his mouth: "This is why the time converter only allows a maximum of five hours of travel, because the magic power of the wizard will naturally increase, and five hours is a time that will naturally increase. And the little bit of magic power that expands may cause the same person at two time points to be inconsistent, which is very, very small, but for insurance reasons, the Ministry of Magic prohibits time conversions of more than five hours."

"For me, for Albus, or for you now, this little increase in magic power is a drop in the ocean compared to my overall magic power. We can ignore the extremely small probability, but the problem is—"

Sean frowned, yes, there was a problem.

Old Grindelwald lived ninety-seven years longer than little Grindelwald. The magic power added by five hours can be ignored, but the accumulated magic power of hundreds of thousands of five hours is very terrifying.

That is to say, only from the point of view of magic power, the current strength of the old Grindelwald is far better than that of the young Grindelwald.

This will result in the two being unable to reach an agreement.

How to make up for this huge difference in magic power...

Sean racked his brains and couldn't figure out how to supplement little Grindelwald's magic power. He has seen many magical items in the wizarding world, but there is no such thing that can directly increase the magic power limit of wizards.

The source of magic can only be accumulated over time, by one's own talent, and by continuous training.

He also didn't think about whether it would be feasible to parasitize little Grindelwald, and the final conclusion was unrealistic.

Silent is a help, not the magic of the wizard itself. Although it can be used as magic, that power is also very powerful, but as Grindelwald just said, there is no magic mark of the wizard himself in the magic of Silent. .

He looked suspiciously at Grindelwald in his memory.

The other party was just like Dumbledore, grabbing the wrist of the other hand with one hand and putting it on his waist, then smilingly looking at the open space where he was standing.

This old man...wouldn't he be ready for this?

This is too…

Grindelwald grinned: "You must be thinking, this old man is actually ready for this, and doesn't even know how to praise my perfect plan - Ha, my disciple, I allow you to praise loudly now , although I can't hear it."

Come on, this old man... Sean laughed straight at it.

"Let's get down to business, yes, just like what you think in your mind, things that can raise the upper limit of magic power in the wizarding world are extremely rare - but you must have seen them."

seen? Sean frowned.

Grindelwald showed an indifferent and ruthless look, he touched his chin, and said indifferently: "At this time, I have made up my mind to travel to the distant future, so this represents one thing— "

He stretched out his hands, as if embracing the world.

"This world will become a bubble in my memory. I don't need to linger here anymore, and I don't need to think about some... creatures."

biology? Sean raised his head sharply.

It's not that there is nothing that can increase the upper limit of a wizard's magic power. There is one thing that I have seen.

Kirin... Kirin's blood!

In the ranking of dangerous magic recorded by the Ministry of Magic, Kirin's blood ranks sixth.

As mentioned in the Ministry of Magic's information, the wizards who have intersected with the unicorn blood have gained extremely powerful power!

So, Grindelwald is preparing...

Just as Sean had expected, Grindelwald showed a rather cruel smile: "Yes, as long as the imprisoned me takes a sufficient amount of unicorn blood, the difference in magic power will be smoothed out... "

Sean took a deep breath. He only knew one unicorn, the one who once bowed to him...

In order to solve the immediate difficulties, are you going to kill that innocent life...

The thought made Sean's breath heavy.

At present, there is no other good way to find it.

And the problem is imminent, the will of the world is already very sensitive, and there is not much time left until 1966, when Grindelwald really crossed.

For more than a year, let little Grindelwald gain huge magic power?

It's not realistic...

Sean's heart suddenly became heavy.

Grindelwald really, has already thought about all this...but...

A happy laughter sounded in his ears.

Grindelwald clearly couldn't see Sean, but he just pointed ahead and laughed.

"Oh-oh-, my dear Sean, you must be suffering, sacrificing innocent lives, what an unacceptable thing to do. The funny thing is that it doesn't matter if it's me, whoever it is, and Or Albus, no matter what period Albus is in, when faced with this choice, he will not have any hesitation."

Sean was silent, he couldn't refute.

Yes, he couldn't make up his mind. And Grindelwald and Dumbledore, these two people are not afraid to sacrifice themselves.

Grindelwald stopped laughing, but Sean was a little annoyed by his happy face and raised eyebrows.

Really **** off, this unlucky old man...

"Ha—" Grindelwald laughed, "Forget it, let's not joke with my favorite disciple. You fool, my name is Gellert Grindelwald."

His smile became cruel and ruthless: "Although as a student, it's what you should do to be busy for the teacher, but I won't put you under such a lot of pressure - what you can't do, I can do it. ."

A ring familiar to Sean flew over from nowhere and landed on Grindelwald's hand.

That's my ring... Sean touched his finger, and the ring on it was still in good condition.

Grindelwald opened the ring and waved his wand.

Two adult unicorns struggled to float out.

These two unicorns are much taller than the cub unicorn that Sean has seen, and they are obviously grown up long ago.

Sean's pupils shrank, Grindelwald wanted to...

Even, there was no time for Sean to think.

The magic wand waved, and the invisible sharp blade directly slit the throats of the two unicorns!

The blood spurted out!

Grindelwald didn't even blink an eye, he seemed to have rehearsed this scene long ago.

The tip of the Elder Wand's wand was shimmering, and the two adult unicorns couldn't even let out a whimper. The strength of their struggle became smaller and smaller with the loss of blood.

All the blood was concentrated to the tip of the wand. Grindelwald didn't know what magic he used. The blood that should have been huge was gradually condensing, and finally turned into a fist-sized mass of pale red blood.

Grindelwald chuckled: "Sean, sometimes you should understand that your teacher, I, has been called the Dark Lord for many times - for me, this is something I can do."

In the end, Sean just sighed silently.

This is Grindelwald.

"However, it's not good to travel through time with such a huge source of magic power - so, I have to disguise this thing."

Grindelwald rummaged through the ring, and finally took out a pot of asparagus.

Under the control of the magic wand, the blood slowly penetrated into the small bamboo, and the originally green small bamboo gradually turned into a faint blood red.

Sean was stunned.

This thing... it's lying in his ring!

Grindelwald is still talking: "However, this thing can't be kept by my side all the time, I'm going to clear my memory - keep it with me, I can easily study the extraordinary things about this thing, I might use it myself by then.”

"Well, I think about it, or put it where the unicorn is found - ha, don't worry, no one can use this cute little thing without my spell."

"Okay, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Sean, this task will be handed over to you, find this thing, and then go to another me, the memory I left has the method of using the unicorn blood, as Grindelwald, of course he understands."

If it weren't for the fact that he was in memory, Sean would have liked to open his ring and take a look right now.

He didn't need him to look for the pot of pale red bamboo, but it was already in his hands!

Is this...is this a coincidence or some kind of fate?

After doing all this, Grindelwald regained his smile.

He looked at the open space in front of him, with a gentle smile in his smile: "I've talked so much and done so much—what can I actually ensure?"

"No, no one can guarantee the future. What I can guarantee is that I will do my best - so I believe that the person standing here to hear all this must be you, my disciple, Sean."

Grindelwald seemed to want to say something, but he suddenly looked up at the ceiling with a big hole, his expression became serious, and there was a trace of sadness that Sean couldn't understand.

"It seems that I can't tell you more... Go back, Sean, the world and I are in your hands."

There was a violent sonic boom as the air was broken, and the auditorium, which was originally bright, suddenly became dark!

Sean turned his head sharply, what was that? !

The surrounding scene was slowly fading, and only Grindelwald's last voice remained.

"Ha - if everything becomes uncontrollable, then kill me, Sean. By the way, remember to speak to Albus for me."

"Feel sorry."