The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 578

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"You can, Gellert, you can actually use the power of Muggles, this is something I didn't expect!" Dumbledore said to Grindelwald strangely.

Grindelwald looked up at the stars outside the ventilation window of the underground chamber with his hands behind his back, and smiled slightly, "It's just a waste of the saints, and they only have this value left."

"After the order was given, I disconnected from them."

"Don't think it's all my idea, let me guess..." A sarcastic look appeared on Grindelwald's face, "Wizards want to make progress on the magical path, more or less. Crazy, oh, in Muggle parlance, it's called mental retardation, mental retardation."

He sneered, "I guess they'll be played around by Muggles, after all, magic isn't everything."

"What the **** are you doing?" Dumbledore looked a little exasperated. "You know that Voldemort is recovering his strength, and involving Muggles at this time!"

Greenwald turned his head slowly, looked at Dumbledore, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "You are in a hurry, haha, you are in a hurry."

Like a child who won another chess game, he smiled extremely happily.

Dumbledore pouted, opened the lid of the snack box on the table, took out a 'licorice wand' from it, and took a hard bite.

"I just followed the trend. After Anton proposed the concept of 'Muggle Squib', I took advantage of the situation to pull Muggles into the chessboard, and let them force the wizarding world to think about how to deal with it."

"Albus, can you imagine what it would be like to discover wizards at that level after Muggles entered the interstellar age?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so miserable, I'm too lazy to describe it."

"I also don't know how far the Saints will go."

Grindelwald shrugged, "People are changeable, I don't know what kind of mind they have, and I don't bother to think about it."

"I only know that the participation of Muggles will change the way the wizarding world thinks about the way Muggles and wizards get along."

"Especially Anton's 'Muggle Squib', haha, what about the hundreds of millions of wizards..." Grindel

Waugh sat down opposite Dumbledore with a complacent expression on his face, "Look, I don't have to bother preaching anything, they will come to me, of course, if they can't find me in the end, they will also With the fire I left behind, I will go to victory completely."

"They can't find me." Grindelwald smiled happily, "I'm too lazy to stand up again, they can find other people, I'm optimistic about the new generation, like Scrimgeour, Fudge, Snee Pop, Lupin, McGonagall..."

Dumbledore's brows jumped for every name Grindelwald uttered.

"Even if these people can't handle it, there are younger generation candidates, Anton, Draco, Harry Potter, many, many are very good candidates. By the way, everyone in the cabin is very good. Yes, I'm very optimistic."

Dumbledore couldn't help but glared at him, "Be careful playing with fire***!"

Grindelwald spread his hands, "I don't like going to the chess game in person anymore, just watch it from the side."

He sighed, "Ever since I was imprisoned by you in Nurmengard for almost fifty years, my heart has been worn down, I'm old, I don't want to stand in front of everyone anymore, and I don't like everyone's gaze anymore. already."

Dumbledore listened to his words, fell silent, and looked down at the licorice wand in his hand for a long time.

"sorry."

"Ha, I never blamed you."

Finding out that Crookshanks and Scabbers are wizards is an unexpected thing for the professors.

The girl who sneaked into Hogwarts was the priority right now. They are still in a tense search.

In the middle of the night, the Dementors entered Hogwarts Castle, and they carefully checked every corner. No creature could escape the influence of the Dementors.

Even the portraits in the picture frames fled around screaming, and those with picture frames in other places fled Hogwarts Castle, and those who didn't had to hide in the corners and shivered.

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The little wizards in the first floor hall of Hogwarts Castle had no idea how the Dementors walked through any corner while they slept.

Except for the school kitchen.

Anton put the Muggle mercenaries behind him early, and was eagerly learning to cook with the house-elves.

Following the "Sunshine Bread Spell", "Sunshine Ice Drink Spell" and "Sunshine Barbecue Spell", Anton set his sights on Little Cake again.

Now that everyone is very familiar with each other, the house-elves are no longer afraid of the extreme timidity of Anton's performance.

In exchange, Anton taught them a delicacy from a previous life - boiled live fish.

"Look at it~"

Anton waved his wand with a sullen face, and the fish flew in the air, "Shen Feng has no shadow!"

huh~

Pieces of thin fish that seemed to be able to transmit light neatly flew onto the plate on the table, stacked like a hill made of white jade.

"Wow~" The elves applauded wildly.

At this time, all kinds of potion ingredients roasted in the crucible burst out with a tempting aroma, and the fish pieces with bones were fried slightly golden, and the spring water poured in, making a crackling sound, and soon, thick fish The fresh fragrance of the soup and the spicy fragrance of the potion materials rose up with the wisps of water mist.

"It is the most human fireworks, and it touches the hearts of mortals..."

Anton hummed a song that the elves couldn't understand, and controlled the fish fillet to fly into the crucible.

Beside the long table, the charcoal fire glowed red with a faint aroma of wood, and a large bamboo tube was smoked and roasted until it turned black, and the aroma of rice emerged from the gap.

Anton took out a chopstick made of two bamboos, and couldn't wait to let the bamboo tube float in front of him.

When I opened it gently, oh, I just felt that the whole person was satisfied.

He didn't invite the elves to eat with him. The food preferences were different. The house-elves preferred honey, milk and porridge.

This kind of intelligent creature is different from humans. They are more accustomed to sleeping during the day and working at night. This is also the statement of the pure-blooded family that "the best house elves are only if they are not noticed by people".

There is both the arrogance of the pure-blood family expressed by the external statement, and the snickering that everyone knows the inside story.

Unlike humans, owls and house elves are nocturnal animals.

If you can still see house-elves working in the manor or castle of a pure-blood family during the day, generally such a family will be ridiculed and considered to be of extremely poor moral character, and they really keep the house-elves as slaves.

Then it's not aristocratic at all, like nouveau riche, like the Malfoy family.

Based on such characteristics, in the wizard's factory, house-elves are generally not chosen, but they choose to enslave another intelligent creature that is not free but also extremely cheap - goblins.

So Anton thought that Miss Granger had gone the wrong way and that it was not the house-elf who needed redemption, but the goblin worker.

Well, while a wizard who is going to speak out for the goblins may be rejected by the entire wizarding community, the job of Minister of Magic will not sit still.

"Mr. Weasley." A house elf with a row of holes in his ears scratched on the table, his big nose moved, and he swallowed, "Your porridge looks a little dry, but it smells good."

"Haha~" An Dong was delighted, "This is rice, not porridge, and the ingredients used are different."

He raised his eyebrows at it, "I remember you, your name is Earring, right?" (Chapter 198)

"Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Mr. Weasley." Earring shouted happily towards the house-elves around him, "God, Mr. Weasley remembers my name!"

Anton just smiled slightly, "Rice may not be the same as the white porridge you like to eat, and it may not be suitable for you. This is obviously my mistake. Teaching you to boil live fish is simply a mistake."

"No no no!" Stud hurriedly raised his hands and waved, "No, Mr. Weasley, we are very happy that you can get along with us in such a good mood."

"Is that so..."

Anton thought for a while, put down his chopsticks, and drew his wand against his forehead, "Let me think about it."

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"Have you heard of Eight Treasure Porridge?"

The house-elves looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Longan lotus seeds and white fungus porridge?"

"Pumpkin porridge?"

"Mung bean porridge?"

"Millet porridge?"

"oatmeal?"

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

As Anton read out the names of the dishes one by one, all the elves had light in their eyes.

"Quack quack..."

An Dong dried the rice in two mouthfuls, clapped his hands, stood up, and waved his little hands boldly, "Call everyone here, I'll teach you!"

The dark wind spread from the door of the back kitchen of the school, and the strange voice of the Dementor came from outside the door, and after a while, they all stayed away from here.

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