Fanaticism for dark arts?

Alan said that it was understandable - for most wizards, passing on their knowledge was a serious matter, and it was almost the same as passing on the bloodline.

After all, although most of the descendants of wizards are wizards, it is the ability to cast spells that can be passed down in the bloodline, not the ability to research and carry forward the theory.

Grindelwald's knowledge of the dark arts was so advanced that Durmstrang, who had never been afraid to teach his students about dark arts, had to make the decision to expel the young wizard - and then, even after Grindelwald was defeated and imprisoned for life, Durmstrand still did not erase the Grimmwald symbol on one of the walls of the school, which was considered the logo of the Saints organization.

Professor Snape had already been working on all sorts of new magic when he was in school, and had even created his own signature attack on the Dark Arts Blade Charm, which had been used for half his life, and Harry had nearly ruined all of Dumbledore's plans for the first time.

Dumbledore's performance in the assessment of his graduating seniors has hitherto been described by the examiners as a miraculous spell that completely subverts imagination - and this is when he did not graduate.

What about Voldemort, who has no inheritance in hand, no property, and in a short time at school, he has unified his team, the first Death Eaters.

That's right, it's the first generation, and the number of people and specific personnel are even untestable.

Alan followed Dumbledore through Voldemort's profile - a list of all Slytherins was recorded when Voldemort was enrolled, but it is unknown who was involved in killing Myrtle and has been in the service of Voldemort ever since.

That's right, although Bellatrix and Lucius Malfoy are both Horcruxes who can be entrusted by Voldemort, but the real core Death Eaters are not them, but someone else, and even Voldemort will not summon them when he comes back from rebirth, but secretly go to see his staunch supporters, and those people are the real cornerstones of Voldemort's almost unification of the wizarding world in the future.

Alan still clearly remembered the information that Dumbledore gave him-

Tom Riddle.

Born on December 31, 1926.

Studied at Slytherin College and graduated in 1945.

And the date of Lucius Malfoy's birth is - 1954.

Similarly, Bellatrix's date of birth is 1951.

The expansion of the Death Eater organization came 10 years after Voldemort's graduation, and at that time, Dumbledore rejected Voldemort's request to be appointed as a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts with the nascent Death Eaters - at what time, Lucius Malfoy had not yet attended Hogwarts, and Bella, at the moment, was just a junior who had just entered the school and could not even release magic well.

However, this was not the original Death Eater - the original Death Eater was a descendant of Voldemort who had been organized at school, and when Voldemort was still Tom, he had partnered with him to release a basilisk to kill Myrtle, and with him he had been involved in a private gathering of Potions professor Horace Slughorn.

That is the real team of Voldemort, the most ironclad team that can help him reach into Hogwarts, where Dumbledore is already the headmaster, win over the new young wizards to his own, put his tentacles into the Ministry of Magic, cover all kinds of dark wizard gatherings and attacks, and put his hand into all kinds of business organizations to fund the development of Death Eaters.

Lucius's father, Abraksas Malfoy, who died of dragon plague syphilis, was one of the iron team of the year, and those people were not ordinary Death Eaters who came to help fight, nor were they thugs who came to help with any tasks, but used all kinds of influence to provide all kinds of convenience for Voldemort and provide a large net for the development of his power - this is also Voldemort's own headmaster, his own Potions professor Horace Bush. The most valuable knowledge that Slughorn learned in his hands was even more important than the knowledge of Horcruxes.

Alan still clearly remembered his surprise when Dumbledore showed him this information, so he also understood how much effort Dumbledore had put into dealing with Voldemort - and that information naturally told Alan how talented Voldemort was.

Of course, Alan estimated that Grindelwald, who unified the entire German wizarding world, would definitely be no worse or even better, but that was impossible to verify.

However, in terms of research ability alone, Alan was convinced that Professor Snape would not be dragged down too much - of course, counting the rest, Professor Snape would definitely be dragged down by the other three.

And while these magical thoughts were floating in Allen's mind, the wizard on the other side didn't notice anything wrong at all - he thought that Allen was moved by his sincerity and was seriously considering the related issues and gains and losses.

Indeed, if he is from Allen's point of view, it also needs to be carefully considered.

Judging from Allen's excellent black magic that cannot be more black magic, it is obvious that Allen must have a very deep understanding and even research on black magic. However, this does not mean that Eren will give up everything he has now and go underground for the sake of dark magic - after all, on the bright side, Alan's current life is completely on the right track that most wizards aspire to step into, and it has been steadily developing.

The study of dark magic or something is not necessary for the young man in front of him - especially when he is quite skilled in ordinary magic, and now in the wizarding world, Dumbledore, the first white wizard called the White Lord by the saints, exists.

So, he decided to add a little bit of weight to the balance of consideration.

"I know, you're still hesitating—" Alva wore a rare smile on his face, just like he had on his face when he admired the Dark Lord and joined the Saints, "But, you don't have many options, do you?"

He shook the wand in his hand, his expression was quite relaxed, like a magic stick, "I know, you must be reluctant to be in the current situation, just like we were reluctant to study the dark arts in such a relaxed environment back then." ”

Alva looked up at the sky, as if he remembered something, "Back then, I was still studying a magic and discussing it with a few people with the best connections, when suddenly news came from the front - Master Grindelwald had lost the battle with Dumbledore, and he himself chose to surrender, and we, the saints—" He pulled open the collar of his robe, and pulled out an iron chain from the inside, on which was a deadly mark that had been worn for a long time and even had several sub-packets of pulp, and it could be seen from the absence of any dirt on it, and the owner of the necklace cherished this thing quite much.

With a sigh, the words that followed were filled, "We, the saints, were ordered to surrender by Lord Grindelwald, and had no choice but to hand over our wands and research results, and then looked at the materials and books full of knowledge, which we had studied almost thoroughly, and burned them cleanly, Randolph and Gary even chose to bury themselves in the flames and disappear with those materials——"

"The Holy Land of the Dark Arts, the entire wizarding world in Germany has been torn apart - and the Church of the Dark Magic, Durmstrang, has also been restricted, and we are even more scattered, surveillance, to be honest, I actually hoped that we could fight to the last drop of blood like those Muggles. ”

"But, we can't help it, Lord Grindelwald has made us surrender, and he has taken the initiative to point out the location of the base, and personally come to make us surrender, what other choice do we have?" he sighed and lowered his head, staring at Allen.

"Even if I later used black magic to step out of my own footsteps on the road to eternal life, so that my own level of black magic is infinitely close to the level of Lord Grindelwald back then, what can I do? At that time, there was no way..."

"So, I know what you're thinking, thinking you're going to be strong in the future, right? Thinking that if you were older and learn magic for a while, you would be able to cope better with the current situation, and you would be able to turn things around, wouldn't you?" he stared at Allen, his eyes a little fierce.

"But, just like we didn't have a way back then, you don't have a way - choose, either don't be my disciple, or die. The threat was uttered in an extremely light tone, as if it were discussing what to eat for lunch today, but none of those present doubted the veracity of Alva's words.

Therefore, almost at the same time as he finished speaking, among the remaining five wizards, even if they were paralyzed on the ground, they still shouted a bunch of words that Alan couldn't really hear in the loudest voice, but there was one sentence that he heard very clearly - "What a joke!"

Patiently waiting for those people to finish venting, Alva didn't respond to them at all, but looked at Alan playfully: "I know, although I guess you don't understand it, but they are still very funny - they still tell me that killing you will directly meet the wrath of Dumbledore, and no one will be able to run away at that time." ”

"-Hahahaha," Alva seemed to have heard something particularly funny, and after laughing for a long time without losing his image, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, "Those guys, they actually think that until now, it is still good to directly knock you down and not be able to participate in the competition, Dumbledore and you can only silently eat this secret loss, and then let them get the huge wealth they need from the huge gambling market?"

"How is it possible, the others are fine, if I make a move, Dumbledore will kill me, after all, I am a remnant, or a remnant who has refused to settle down for so many years - in such a situation, how can I worry about killing you?"

Alan still didn't answer - the current situation is becoming more and more interesting, and his magic power has almost recovered, even if he can't escape for his life, there is no problem at all, and now it's time to recover more magic, and by the way, take a look at this scene of tearing up within the organization.

Of course, more importantly, the identity of the person in front of him seems to be quite not simple, he is still a saint back then, and maintaining his current appearance is completely due to the use of black magic to start maintaining his life and appearance, which means that he can tell Alan a lot of information in the conversation, and that information is still quite attractive to him now.

Therefore, even though he knew that the other party's understanding was quite at odds with the current battle situation, Alan still listened patiently and tried not to laugh out loud in advance, so as to avoid a situation where the storyteller ran away all at once after hearing half of the story.

"So, little guy, I am quite acknowledged of your talent, and I can even say frankly that although I was quite conceited about myself back then, I can still tell you with confidence that my talent cannot be compared with yours, whether it is research or fighting, I can't compare with you at your age. ”

"But it's useless, make a choice, do you want to follow me to make the dark magic shine more brightly, or choose to die here and let me make you my proudest work in years?"

"Work?" Alan asked suspiciously, after all, there was nothing new on the scene except for a bunch of defective products that were not even a normal Yin corpse - Alan didn't think that the other party would be arrogant enough not to use new products against him, on the contrary, if he refused, the other party would definitely regard himself as the sacrificial flag.

"Of course it's a work—" Alva's face was a little proud, "I've been researching it since the beginning, and now I'm finally getting results, and although there are all kinds of problems, there are no problems in general when used in battle." ”

He looked with contempt at the pile of yin corpses around him that had been forced open by him with magic and almost reduced to skeletons, his expression was full of disdain, "Of course it's a great work, it's a completely different work from these mass-produced consumables with huge defects, even the materials are carefully selected, and the works that I finally left back then plus the ones I collected by myself over the years are almost completed." ”

"Boy, you actually spoke so calmly in order to accumulate magic power and prepare to escape, right?" Alva suddenly asked without a head, his expression sly as if he had seen through everything, "But, you know, in fact, I am also waiting, waiting for Sue of those works to wake up." ”

"Those fools, even this almost crippled thing has been summoned, just to use them to stop you, so that you can't continue to attack them - but, I think you already have a way, but you've been preparing to solve the follow-up problems of use, and these Yin Corpses are really not a big problem in your eyes. ”

"But now you can stop, little ghost. Alva smiled and said to Allen, "The fire that can burn everything infinitely, and now, ah, it's gone." ”