Hogwarts Blood Wizard

As the spell was pronounced, strands of white mist spread quickly, and everything around him was gradually submerged in the mist. After the white mist dissipated, a familiar scene appeared in front of Ivan.

This is Newmondgard!

Ivan glanced around and quickly recognized him, and found Grindelwald in prison in the corner of the room.

Different from the last time we met, the black demon wore a magic shackle on his hands. Although it did not affect his actions, in terms of style, it should be a magic item specially used to restrain the magic power in the body.

Sure enough, he knew that the management of Grindelwald could not be as lax as he had originally seen.

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, a faint footstep suddenly came from outside the door.

Ivan turned his head and looked at the door. It was Dumbledore who came in.

Judging from the opponent's slightly poor physical condition, Ivan guessed that the time of this memory should be the summer vacation of the fourth school year, after he and Dumbledore teamed up to defeat Voldemort.

Grindelwald in the memory scene also raised his head and swept toward the person with his dull eyes. Dumbledore didn't care about the other party's indifferent attitude. He placed the meal before and after the opposing party and spoke gently.

"Counting we should have not seen each other for a while, right? Gellert?"

"A total of one hundred and thirty-seven days..." Grindelwald's hoarse voice rang in the room, and then continued mockingly without waiting for Dumbledore to speak. "What are you going to ask again this time? Or are you planning to show me that you have finally collected the three holy artifacts and completely conquered death?"

"No one can really conquer death, Gellert! What's more unfortunate is that most of the resurrection stone in the Three Hallows was destroyed by me... It will take at least two years to fix it, and I am afraid I can't wait. At that time." Dumbledore said, raising his brows.

"So you are going to die?! It's ridiculous, this must be the best news I've heard this year..." Grindelwald's words were somewhat mocking.

"Yes, after all, there are probably two to three months left, but there is nothing ridiculous about it. Anyone will have such a day." Dumbledore said modestly. "Death is not terrible, it just depends on how you look at it..."

"Stop your preaching, Albus!" Dumbledore's flat reaction made Grindelwald a little lacking in interest. After a pause, he glanced at the opponent's scorched right hand. It's okay. Said slowly. "Just tell me, what do you want to do when you come to me this time, just read your death date? You don't expect me to attend your funeral, do you?"

"Of course not. If you show up at my funeral, you will definitely cause panic among others... then the funeral will not go on." Dumbledore explained very seriously, and then before Grindelwald became angry. , Said again. "I am here this time to seek your help, Gellert."

"Unfortunately, I don't have many chips in my hand, so you can also treat it as a request..." Dumbledore thought for a while and added.

"Did I misheard it? Albus? You need my help?" Grindelwald was a little surprised and couldn't help but sneered. "A defeated prisoner, the help of the Dark Lord that everyone hates? If this is a joke, then I admit it is really funny."

"This is not a joke, Gellert! But if you want to hear it, I can tell you another joke about Muggles and wizards..." Dumbledore cleared his throat and prepared to speak, but look After Grindelwald's sullen eyes and darkened face, the story time was stopped very interestingly.

"Well, let's talk about business now. As you can see, I will die in at most three months, but unfortunately, there are still some important things that I need to complete." Dumbledore explained. .

"So you plan to crack that black magic? I remember that I gave you the easiest way the last time you came, didn't you?" Grindelwald gave a nasty smile. "You only need to kill one person, make a Horcrux, and then resurrect by suicide. What a wonderful way... You can not only get rid of the trouble of the dark magic, but also get a young and energetic body."

"You know I don't know how to do such a thing, Gellert..." Dumbledore increased his tone a little.

"Of course." Grindelwald nodded. "I've read the newspaper...then it says you are a great wizard of England, the nemesis of black magic, you must be hoping to be an untainted saint and stay in the annals of history, right?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, you probably didn't become it. Recently, you offended the Minister of Magic who personally supported him, so the Daily Prophet overturned the previous judgment, saying that you are a child who believes in the dream of a child and thinks all day long. Madman, now it seems that this evaluation can be considered pertinent..." Grindelwald said with a sneer.

"You should know that I don't care about these things." Dumbledore said softly.

Grindelwald was silent for a while, then shook his head and said. "That's a pity, other than that, I have nothing to do!"

"My requirements are not as high as you think. I just need to live a little longer and finish what needs to be done, one year or six months..." Dumbledore said slowly. "It just so happens that I know a magic contract that can weaken this difficult black magic, or in other words, transfer part of the damage to another person."

"So you plan to let me take on the influence of the dark magic on your behalf and die with you?" Grindelwald's eyes became sharp, and the anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed.

"Aren't you going to listen to my bargaining chip?" Dumbledore said with ease. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"No need, everything I have lost, and nothing I want..." Grindelwald said coldly.

"Even if it is possible to be free?" Dumbledore said casually.

"I refuse..." Grindelwald interrupted Dumbledore with a sneer.

Grindelwald's blunt rejection surprised Dumbledore, but he was more pleased. "It seems that more than 50 years of imprisonment has taught you a lot... so we have a lot of topics in common."

"Unfortunately, I think you may have misunderstood something." Grindelwald squinted his eyes, and the anger rose up with insufficient suppression. "Do you expect me to confess here all these years, and then fully understand and believe in what you said?"

"This is absolutely impossible!" Grindelwald said word by word. "No matter what the bargaining chip, it will definitely not match your disappointed face. I can't wait to see it."