Hearing Karl call out his name, Grindelwald was stunned for a moment.

"I've got to say, boy! ”

He looked Karl up and down, and then said, "It seems that Tom Riddle that madman hasn't completely assimilated you yet." ”

Karl ignored his taunts, and he looked at Grindelwald with the same scrutinizing gaze, and asked, "Are you again?"

"Imperius, yes. Grindelwald nodded, "My real body is some distance from here." ”

Carl lowered his head, supported his right arm with his left hand, and rubbed his aching brain and eyebrows with his right hand.

After a while, he looked up at Grindelwald.

"So, you're causing trouble in Newmengard just to lure Dumbledore away so that you can send a stand-in to sneak into Hogwarts to find me?"

"Oh~ did you guess that?" Grindelwald stared at Carl with wide-eyed eyes.

Then, he looked at Carl several times, from head to toe, from top to bottom.

"I take back what I just said, boy, you make me very satisfied!"

With that, he grinned at Carl.

Looking at the crazy, neurotic guy in front of him, the corners of Carl's eyes twitched.

Grindelwald is this virtue?

It can't be someone fake, right?

Although it's not the face of the deity, this character is simply funny, okay?

Grindelwald could see at a glance what Carl was thinking.

"You have to understand, boy, it's been a long time since I've said so much to anyone. ”

"Didn't Dumbledore come to see you often?" asked Karl.

"Albus, you say he's disgusted—" Grindelwald stuck out his tongue in disgust, a look of disgust, "that boring old thing, every time we meet, it's a preach, he didn't do that at all when he was young, and when he gets old, he has to package himself as a saint, a hypocritical old bastard!"

The corner of Carl's eye twitched a few more times, you weren't like this when you were younger, did you?

Cleaning up his mood, Carl asked for a while: "Tell me, what is the relationship between the two of us?"

Grindelwald was stunned again, "Albus didn't tell you?"

Karl shook his head.

"Albus, a softass, he just doesn't dare face the past!" said Grindelwald disdainfully.

What the hell is the past? You are prone to reverie!

Carl looked at Grindelwald with a strange expression.

Besides, soft or not, you won't have touched it, right?

Definitely, right?

......

"In a sense, I'm your father, boy!"

As he spoke, an invisible aura emanated from Grindelwald's body and hit Carl's face.

Then, Grindelwald glanced at Carl with his eyes, as if expecting something.

But he didn't see anything.

Karl looked back at him with a calm expression.

In fact, even Carl himself was a little surprised that he wasn't surprised.

Why is it that in the past two days, there are always people who want to recognize him as his father?

Feeling like he didn't come to Hogwarts to learn magic, but to find his father?

"What about Dumbledore?" asked Karl tentatively.

"Albus, you say?" said Grindelwald dismissively, "he was involved, I co-created you with him!

It's easy to be ambiguous when you say that, hey!

Carl finally couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Well, now he even found his mother.

Soon, Karl thought of something and asked, "What is Voldemort to me?"

Auntie?

As soon as Carl finished asking, Grindelwald's face showed a rare disdain and anger, which was very different from what he had shown before.

"A shameful thief!"

"Can you tell me more about it?" asked Karl curiously.

Grindelwald shook his head with an angry look on his face, "I can't tell you much. ”

"Albus erased my memories of this, and I struggled to get them back. ”

Karl's eyes widened, how could the old man like to erase other people's memories all day long.

"You too?"

Grindelwald noticed Carl's expression and said with a look of disgust, "I'll just say, that old thing isn't a nice gentleman, he's never trusted anyone!"

I agree with that. Karl nodded sympathetically.

In order to achieve his goal, the old man would rather bring all the secrets into the coffin alone and let the others desperately and laboriously follow the clues he left behind to dig out the truth, rather than tell everything while he was alive.

Because he doesn't believe anyone at all, keeping secrets is about to become his instinct!

"He only believes in himself, Carl!"

It seems that it is rare to find a sense of identity from others, and Grindelwald's name for Carl has changed.

"That's right!" Carl swung his fist.

At this point, Grindelwald felt as if he had found a confidant, and said, "Albus is not a good man, Carl! Don't trust him easily, or you will be betrayed in unimaginable ways! Just like me—"

Grindelwald stopped abruptly, changed his tone to a low tone, and stared into Carl's eyes.

"Carl! Albus can't give you anything, and neither does Tom Riddle. ”

"It's just me! only I can get you everything you want!"

"Join me, Carl, and I'll take you beyond death!"

"Female—" Carl nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, you're a big-headed ghost!" Karl scolded.

I'm Nima!

It's this trick again!

The skull hurts!

Why do these bigwigs like to use this kind of demagogic trick on him, he has been used by Voldemort once before, and he has already increased his vigilance.

However, Grindelwald's move is not comparable to Voldemort, who has lost all his mana.

If it weren't for his innate sense of crisis that made him sober up instantly, he would have been tricked by now.

I don't know when, he had already shook hands with Grindelwald, and circles of golden thread were wrapped around the wrists of the two, and as long as he nodded just now, the unbreakable oath had been established.

Nima!

No...... Doesn't an unbreakable oath require witnesses, and can it be signed by two people directly?

"The Witnesses are right in front of your eyes!"

As he spoke, Grindelwald pointed to himself.

Carl shuddered and looked at Grindelwald in disbelief.

Can this thing read his mind?!Dumbledore can't do it, okay?

"Don't look at me like that! I can't read your mind!" Grindelwald said, glancing at Carl.

"Your Occlumency is okay, but you're doing a lot worse. ”

As he spoke, Grindelwald pointed at Carl's ghostly face.

"Everything you have is written on your face. ”

Karl hurriedly closed his open mouth.

I'm so tired.

He clutched his stuffy chest and rubbed it vigorously.

He then looked Grindelwald in the eye.

"Honestly, what the hell are you trying to do to me?"