My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 627

The sky is like a shipwrecked sailboat, with its masts down, sails shattered, and walls toppled.

For a time, the situation was changing, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the city. Above the ruins of Berlin, a city phantom composed of dense skyscrapers was sketching its magnificent white outline. It is impossible for such a prosperous city to exist in this world. It seems that two unrelated worlds are slowly overlapping in the vision of heaven and earth.

Many people were so frightened that they closed their eyes. They all thought it was the magic of destruction cast by the opposite side, but this city that was pressing down did not affect even a single person, it just stood slowly like a mirage.

The real panic has only just begun to spread.

Those wands that were harvesting life with black magic not long ago have now become unruly.

"Look, Albus, most people in this world don't know what evil is."

"Did you feel it? A darkness large enough to suffocate anyone is growing in the abyss, even my wand is shaking for his return, and the shortcut seeker has tasted too much sweetness, he wants I'm back to collect debts." Grindelwald raised his chin and sighed as he looked at the gradually condensed modern city in the distance.

"Why didn't you tell me about this," Dumbledore ignored Grindelwald's sarcastic sarcasm, still immersed in the prophecy, his expression solemn, his hands clenched the railing in front of him, gritted his teeth, "If We knew about this early on, at least we could make preparations and early warnings before that, instead of letting our living forces gather together and be wiped out by the coming disaster!"

"Our living strength? What is your living strength, Albus, is it them?"

Grindelwald raised his hand, pointed leisurely to the Muggle on the left, then pointed to the Auror on the right, and said softly, "Or they?"

"Do you really care?"

"What should I care about? Maybe you need to tell me what I should do."

"You've crossed the line, Grindelwald."

"Why do you say that? I didn't do anything."

Dumbledore took a deep breath and stared at Grindelwald with anger in his eyes.

"You train Nelson to be a wizard of great influence among Muggles, turn him into an erect target, acquiesce him to take root in Nurmengard, cultivate his own strength, influence his tactics with radical claims, and ultimately drive this The outbreak of a war, I am ready to reap Nelson's victory at the end, this is a matter between you, it is a challenge that Nelson needs to face, I am not qualified to control, nor do I want to control," Dumbledore's eyes were hidden in the lens After the reflection, the hand holding the wand has been raised to his chest, "But you are not qualified to condone the brewing of disaster and drag the whole world into disaster. This world cannot be the burial of your ambition."

"Do you think so?"

"Isn't it right?"

"I can't deny it, but Albus," said Grindelwald, placing his wand on the crumbling guardrail, taking a step back, spreading his empty hands, and chuckling, "I want to ask you a few questions."

"If I told you about this in advance, how would you make your so-called preparation and warning?"

Before Dumbledore could answer, Grindelwald had already asked his question. When Dumbledore was about to speak, Grindelwald grabbed him a step and gave his answer. He didn't seem to want to listen to Dumbledore. Blido's answer, just wanted to express his point of view: "You will find a way and do everything you can to stop Nelson, even if the cost is the death of your student, it is not a pity, because there is no comparison between a person's life and the safety of the whole world. sex."

"I do not-"

"Don't be in a hurry to argue, I know that you are a person who cares about the world, and you will not let your students become victims. I am only discussing what a person in the position of 'Dumbledore' should do. The most reasonable decision," said Grindelwald with open arms in a big "questioning" gesture, "and then what? Avoiding the massacre at Auschwitz? Destroying the conditions necessary for the fulfillment of the prophecy? Albus, are you going to lead people into death to completely wipe out the hidden dangers of the future?"

"Should we just watch the prophecy come true and we end with this world?"

"What's the difference between that and watching the world die?" Grindelwald said in a low voice, "It will always come, do you understand? It's no use procrastinating."

"At least you can't sit back and watch!"

"This is fate, Albus. Fate is elusive, and it cannot be violated. We are only part of fate, but fate is all of us!" Thousands and tens of thousands of years ago, ignorant humans made up their minds when they picked up a stick for the first time!"

Dumbledore opened his mouth but did not speak.

"From the moment the ancient Greek priestess Pythia made this prophecy thousands of years ago, the fate of being spied on has begun to roll its wheels. There are so many myths in the world that emphasize the fight against fate. In the end, you have been tortured by your sad fate for half your life, can't you understand it?" Grindelwald asked like a cannonball, "Do you know when this prophecy began to peek into history?"

"I..." Dumbledore was stunned. When it comes to his understanding of fate, he is really not as good as Grindelwald, who is a prophet in front of him. He shook his head a little desolately, put down his wand, and said, "I don't know."

"From the time when the wizard first discovered that the black magic created by Haierbo does not require hard spell recitation, firm determination, and repeated practice to obtain powerful strength, everything has been doomed," Grindel said. Waugh's pupils trembled, and his voice was slightly distorted, "They say my power comes from selling the fear of Muggles, so now I tell you, since the war in Paris, everything I've done has been It's for today!"

"I'm a dark wizard that everyone shouts, Albus, as a dark wizard, I know Haierbo's power better than anyone, just like you shapeshifting wizards can't help but mention Animagus every time you talk about it. Like Merlin, the more people who understand black magic, the more they understand the position of the despicable Haierbo in black magic, he is not an outstanding promoter, but the creator and founder of this type of magic," Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with a look of memory, "It was a long time ago, not long after I parted ways with you, at first my followers and I chose to settle down in the mountains of Austria, which will be called in the future. The place of Nurmengard created a city only for wizards, but everyone who walked into the mountains died there, only two survivors survived, you may know them, one of them happened to be out at the time, So he was not affected immediately, otherwise he would also die."

"Andre?" Dumbledore asked, remembering the old saint's cursed scars covering his cheeks.

"That's right," Grindelwald nodded, "there was a pregnant woman who was giving birth. She protected her daughter with her life and entrusted her to Andre, but the ancient curse is not What a weak mother could resist, Andre sent her to Hogwarts without me, I tried to get some property from your school doctor at the time, and the baby girl with the curse scars on her face too. As your first class of students after teaching, I will not treat any of my loyal followers badly."

"Miss Joy?"

"It looks like you care about your students, huh?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and continued, "We withdrew from that mountain range, and after studying the scars on Andre's face over and over, we Eventually conquered those escaping curses, built a city in a depression in the mountains, and even used the curse as a barrier to Nurmengard, which has been indestructible since its inception, and has only been used by a few for decades. Birds have really broken through."

"A... bird?"

"Have you forgotten? It's a flamboyant owl in your Hogwarts owl room. During the Triwizard Tournament, I disguised as B.B. and went around the top of Ravenclaw Tower. I remember. You told me when we were young that every letter you wrote to me was sent from there," Grindelwald said with a nostalgic look on his face, which became a rare moment of tension between the two of them. He gave Dumbledore a sideways glance, shrugged, and said, "Sorry, I digress... By the way, I'll throw that owl into the little restaurant downstairs in the Nurmengard Library someday. in the pot."

"I think I should know it."

"Nelson told his friend Zweig afterwards that the owl had a phoenix feather on its chest, and I think your Fox should be more familiar with it... well, let's get down to business, after exploring the source of the curse , I found that it should not confirm the existence of the blurred fantasy," Grindelwald said in a deep voice, "It is a mysterious place that only existed in ancient books, and it is the last part of the journey before death. After the Dementor Rebellion a thousand years ago, it was blocked by the wizards at that time and entered the way. Only a few magic items made in earlier eras can be connected. One of the gems that can communicate with life and death was It's called the Resurrection Stone, and it's one of the Deathly Hallows."

"So you pursued the Deathly Hallows... No, that was earlier than you encountered this." Dumbledore shook his head, "We were looking for the Hallows together at the time, and you weren't for that reason."

"It can only be said to be a coincidence of fate, and I did pursue the unrivaled power of the Elder Wand," explained Grindelwald. Studying magic, on the other hand, looking for its source, I can feel that in a crossed world that overlaps with me, there is a mutilated but powerful soul sleeping, waiting for the moment to wake up, I think I can see the future , but it's a fog for me, because my vision is limited to my time, and I can't see the future that belongs to the past."

"Is that the despicable Haierbo?"

"Yes, the first time I saw him was when Nelson first arrived in Nurmengard, and that night may have been the first time in days that this displaced and restless young man fell into a sweet In the dream, the magic under the black tower became restless. At that time, I didn't know that he had found the resurrection stone, one of the holy artifacts. After some preparations, I followed him into the blurred illusion. Before that, I tried to deal with it. Influence, but it was the first time I had ever seen that world," Grindelwald exclaimed. "It was so beautiful, so awe-inspiring, so terrifying, that day I affirmed a terrible fact, vile Hyrpo, The creator of the Horcrux has obtained eternal life with the help of this extremely evil magic. He is broken and weak, not as good as the most fragile wandering ghost, but he does rely on this magic to survive for thousands of years, and he even has mental strength. tempt me."

"Hi—"

"You are also a witness to what happened after that, do you know? Sometimes I wish I could tie you up and don't meddle in your own business. I watched you step by step to promote the fulfillment of the conditions of the prophecy. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is in your teaching. Next, Nelson has become a kind child, he has a proud sense of responsibility to the world, more serious than any self-proclaimed noble person I have ever met, and he was the first to discover Haierbo's conspiracy to revive his life. During the Triwizard Tournament, at the gate of death, he fought the most evil dark wizard you can imagine, and finally kicked him into death. I thought this thousand-year-old prophecy or curse would be caused by this. It's over, but what happened next has exceeded my expectations."

"Expand it, Gellert!" Dumbledore asked with wide eyes.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Grindelwald smiled and spread his hands, "He took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the Krakow construction center, of course we all know now that he has his own little ninety-nine, but it's not important, he tried his best to Avoiding any tragedy in front of his eyes, coupled with the fact that he had understood Pythia's prophecy at that time, he tried his best to avoid the tragedy of Auschwitz, where he had witnessed countless cruelties during his work there. Crime, identical people were divided into different classes in concentration camps, and the same contradictions as wizards and Muggles have been for thousands of years, and the belief in peace that his uncle Jonas Nicklaus left him during that time was fully fledged, It fermented into his own cognition, so he established his own theory and took eliminating the difference between Muggles and wizards as his goal. He once told me something about productivity, which I don't quite understand. After reading and writing the book I learned that magic may be the highest productivity in the world."

"Nar..."

Dumbledore stared at Nelson, who was fighting **** in the distance, with uncontrollable tears blurring his vision.

Chapter end