Gellert was once immensely powerful, but after the famous duel, Geller disappeared and went into seclusion in Newmondgard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dumbledore's best friend, Gellert Grindelwald, was an ambitious wizard who showed an amazing talent while studying at a German wizarding school. Traveling through Europe with Dumbledore catapulted him to fame. At the same time, he began to gain a certain popularity among wizards in Germany. He advocated for wizards to rule Muggles, which Dumbledore had a similar idea, and the difference between the two was mainly in the way of rule, Dumbledore's was more moderate and Gellert's was stricter.

The mystery of this famous battle is that Gellert, armed with the wand of the Deathly Hallows, lost to Dumbledore, and that the evildoer did not die, he escaped judgment and lived alone in the prison of his own building.

The real reason for Gellert's defeat in this famous battle is known only to him, and he refuses the request of the elderberry staff, a powerful wand that chooses its owner and, imperceptibly, tries to influence its so-called master.

Gellert rejected communication with this dangerous consciousness, and he chose to abandon the terrible Deathly Hallows by a suitable means. Gellert has an extraordinary thirst for power, but he doesn't go completely mad and degenerate into the same situation as Tom Riddle because he also has the ruthless perseverance of the Germans, and he refuses to trade what is at the heart of his life.

So it's inevitable that Gellert Grindelwald, obsessed with power while maintaining his independence, is at odds with any universal values.

After the battle with Dumbledore, the wizard, who was widely considered a failure, returned to Newmondgard, the castle he had worked hard to run for many years, and in order to avoid being hunted down by his enemies, Gellert agreed to spread rumors about himself, as long as the stupid wizards stopped interfering with his research, and he didn't care what the ants thought of him. He took his place in the basement of Newmondard and studied the mystery of the end of magic day and night.

With his many years of operation, the European Dark Lord, who is still very powerful in the shadows, did not die at all, he just turned into a shadow in the night, and continued to go further and further on the road of pursuing power. For the sake of this great goal, he even did not hesitate to compromise with the Muggles he despised the most, and he humbly and seriously studied the so-called so-called rapid development of Muggles in recent decades, and learned from them a series of cutting-edge technologies known to mankind, such as quantum strings, the development of evolutionary field theory, and genetic automation.

Some of this knowledge seemed ridiculous to Gellert, but others inspired him to achieve something he had never achieved before, and he began to arrogantly believe that he had mastered the true mysteries of magic. But as Gellert's research deepened, he became more and more bizarre, and many of his loyal subordinates began to lose comprehension of him and think of him as insane.

After showing his newfound abilities to his bewildered and skeptical subordinates, all of his subordinates were stunned. Although this terrifying ability is still in its infancy, it has far exceeded the imagination of all the wizards who follow them, many of whom do not even have the most basic Muggle knowledge, and the shock can be imagined when they suddenly see the monsters born of the mating of magic and technology.

Gellert strictly ordered his men not to reveal anything they saw today, and modified their memories voluntarily, leaving them with the conclusion that Gellert was on the right path, but pulling the process and arguments out of his minds.

Gellert told his men: "The world in which you now live has changed dramatically, and if you allow yourself to live in the medieval countryside, one day you will disappear with it." ”

Although from the bottom of his heart, Gellert believes that no one can understand him except for a few strong people, he still hopes that more subordinates can walk with him because of the common ideal, which is the biggest difference between Gellert and Tom.

Gellert sensed that Dumbledore had taken away the blood of the Black family, and the Shadow Branch wand automatically flew off the table, circled around Gellert a few times, and spewed gray light, and Dumbledore's beautiful ribbon broke directly into an inch and fell to the ground.

The look of anger on his face had long since disappeared, and his slender withered fingers grasped the wand floating in the air, "Albus, you really disappointed me. You could have continued on this path of rebirth like me, but you chose to rest on your laurels. Gellert whispered, and walked to the deepest part of the darkness in the basement, the shadow branch wand continued to draw a strange track in the darkness, and the whole space began to ripple like gravitational waves, but these ripples had no effect on Gellert, but instead built a road to the other world, and the withered figure seemed to be filled with the magic of nothingness, slowly rising and full, and finally turned into a two-meter giant, and then completely disappeared into the basement space.

The space fluctuates, and four people appear in the living room of 12 Grimmauld Place, London.

Dumbledore looked around, peeling wallpaper, worn carpets, dusty furniture, and a dim chandelier in the shape of a giant serpent hanging overhead, the dim gas lamp burning silently.

"When I was young, I once came to your house, but I didn't expect that after so many years, my appearance didn't seem to change at all. Dumbledore turned to look at Harley Black, who was a little pale.

"You say this is my house, is this where my mother grew up?" Hallie Black had been apparitioned before, but making such a long portkey trip still made Hallie dizzy.

"Yes, this is the ancestral home of the Black family. It's more dilapidated than I thought. Dumbledore floated Sirius on the living room couch and motioned for Harley to put her mother on the other couch.

After putting Sirius down, Dumbledore walked over to the rough stone fireplace and lit it with his wand, making the living room bright and warm.

"You can stay here until I arrange for you to enrol in school, and I think your sister-in-law, Narcissa Black Malfoy, will welcome you back. Where are the elves in the house, the Black family is not a small family. Dumbledore stood in the living room, looking at Harley Black.

Halle Black didn't look at Dumbledore, she was sitting sideways beside her mother, holding a handkerchief, wiping Bella's face, who seemed to be having some horrible dream, her face was pale and sweating like rain. Fortunately, after this period of rest, the dementors who stayed away from Azkaban, Bella, who were skinny and boneless, regained a little bit of human vitality.

"Do I have any other relatives besides my uncle, and how do they get along with my mother?" asked Hallie Black.

"As far as I know, it's fine, but I'm afraid your mother and uncle won't be able to see them right now, and they should be in Azkaban now, not in the warm living room. Dumbledore frowned slightly, thinking of the Longbottom family's hatred again.

"I've heard Grandpa Gellert say it, so what do you want to arrange?" asked Harley Black in a low voice.

Dumbledore looked at Halle Black in an ill-fitting magic robe, and he knew that Gellert didn't care about the life or death of this little girl, and Gellert didn't care whether anyone was alive or dead. Despite the girl's wishful thinking that Gellert is a good person, the reality is much more terrible than she thinks. Arena Dumbledore's pure eyes flashed through his mind.

"Gellert said that his men had reported to him some secret information about your uncle, and that I needed to investigate. As for your mother, I'm afraid she'll never be able to appear in public for the rest of her life. Dumbledore said calmly.

"What are you talking about?What did my mother do to punish her like this?"

"She's killed people and tortured them to madness. Dumbledore said.

"But she's already like this, isn't that enough, does she have to die?" Harley Black glared at Dumbledore.

"You still don't understand, it's punishment. ”

"I don't understand? And what about Grandpa Gellert? He said that there are wizards who don't die a pity. My professor also told me to apply my compassion to those who deserve it. Are there any mistakes with those who were killed by their mother?" said Halle Black, staring at Albus.

A trace of pain and sadness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, Arena Dumbledore's pity, and his father's anger all appeared in Dumbledore's mind, "Gellert is not right. Dumbledore said after a long time.

"Why do you say that Grandpa Gellert is wrong, because you defeated him?" said Hallie Black to her feet, her black jade hair reflecting the glow of the fireplace like a flowing night.

"No, of course not. Not what you think. Success or failure cannot determine who is right and who is wrong, the real right and wrong are only in people's hearts. Bullying the weak, no, protecting the weak, is what you should learn. ”

Harley Black wanted to refute Dumbledore's words, but at this time, an old house-elf who was only more than a meter tall passed by the living room, and the elf looked at Dumbledore and Harley Black standing in the center of the living room in surprise.

"A Black family bloodline, and so young!Oh, my little master, Kreacher is so excited, you, whose son are you, please forgive Kreacher for never seeing you!" The house-elf named Kreacher looked at the chief wizard Dumbledore, and directly ignored the existence of the white wizard, and then glared at Harley Black for a while, and suddenly said with an excited face.

"You, you're the elf of the Black family?" Harley Black looked at the elf at the door of the living room with some surprise.

"You can call me Kreacher, you're so pretty, you look more energetic than Master Malfoy, where are you from?" Kreacher bowed excitedly to Harry Black, tears seemed to be in his cloudy eyes.

"Kreacher, I need you to inform Narcissa secretly, I need her to come to me now. Dumbledore looked at Halle Black, who was at a loss, and then at Bellatrix Black, who was sleeping on the couch, and said calmly to the elf.

Kreacher gave Dumbledore a cold look and said, "The White Wizard is not worthy to command the servants of the noble Black family."

"If you want the Black family to continue, just do what I say, okay?" Dumbledore motioned to the two people lying on the couch, and Kreacher walked into the living room and crossed the couch to see the two lying on the couch.

"Miss Bella, Master Sirius, Merlin, is Kreacher dreaming! Within a day, three members of the Black family appeared in front of Kreacher, Kreacher..." The elf's cloudy eyes instantly widened, and he looked at the two lying on the sofa in shock. (To be continued.) )