Now, there's nothing to worry about.

The eight Aurors present, including Adam, were all completely relaxed.

There is no wizard in this world who does not know Dumbledore except for babbling babies.

His presence made everything no longer a problem.

As we all know, Albus Dumbledore defeated Gellert Grindelwald in the world-famous battle of the century in 1945.

Dumbledore walked slowly, his steps firm and steady, his gaze calm, as if nothing in this world could shake his mind.

"Please let me, thank you. Dumbledore said to one of the Aurors standing in his way.

Hearing this, the latter reflexively jumped to the side.

Dumbledore came to Grindelwald.

"Albus. ”

"Gellert. ”

It's like two old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, two very different but equally powerful old men who say hello to each other.

Dumbledore then looked at Karl, who was standing beside Adam.

"Carl. ”

"Professor. ”

Xu didn't speak for half a year, and the two of them obviously got a lot of together, which both of them were aware of.

At this moment, for some reason, the expression on Grindelwald's face suddenly became nervous.

Looking Karl up and down, and then at Grindelwald, Dumbledore seemed to suddenly mean something, "Karl...... I've got to say sorry to you, for half a year, I-"

"Come on, Albus!"

Grindelwald interrupted him, as if afraid he would continue.

"Hurry up and take me away!"

After that, he stretched out his hands and looked like he was tied.

Dumbledore didn't do what he said, he looked at Grindelwald and sighed, "Gellert, you shouldn't have done those things to him. ”

"Aha!" Grindelwald looked at Carl happily as if he had grasped something, "Boy, you see now, and until now, he is still using the Dementor on you! As I told you before, I know Albus too well, he has never trusted anyone, including—"

"Shut up, Gellert!!"

Dumbledore snapped, anger in his voice like never before.

Glaring at Grindelwald, he said, "You know I don't, and I can't. ”

After that, he turned to look at Carl and explained: "You know, Carl, at our level, we can always find out something that has happened from the relevant parties through some clues, which is like an instinct. I think soon, you'll be able to do that too—"

"I'm sorry, Carl, but I couldn't stop Gellert from doing what he did to you. ”

"Don't be there to pretend, Albus!"

Grindelwald said disdainfully.

"You don't know what this kid really needs! I'm just doing it to train him, and you, you just know how to protect him, but you don't want him to know anything!"

"You can't give him anything! Only me! Only me—"

"It's just you!!" Dumbledore finally got angry, his voice instantly amplified a thousand times, and the anger almost turned into substance, as if a huge shadow spread from his body to all sides, enveloping the open space within a radius of hundreds of meters.

Although his body shape remained unchanged, he stood there as if the gods were roaring, and the mountains in the distance echoed with his roar.

"Did you know you almost killed him!"

Whether intentionally or not, except for Carl, everyone else present was stunned by this roar.

It turned out that honest people were more angry than ordinary people, and even Grindelwald was frightened, and whispered quite justifiably: "I just want to train him." ”

The shadow of his anger retracted from all around him, and the old man took a deep breath and returned to his usual peace.

Shaking his head, he sighed, "You shouldn't have done that, Gellert, you shouldn't. ”

With that, he looked at Carl.

"Cal, I'll take Gellert back to Newmongard, those friends of yours," he said, gesturing to the large group of people lying staggering on the ground, "and when they wake up, they won't remember what happened." ”

"When all this is taken care of, I will be back at Hogwarts in no time, and it won't be long, I promise you, that by then, we'll have a good talk. ”

Then he reached out to Grindelwald.

"Alright, Gellert, take my hand. ”

Grindelwald didn't do that, looking at Dumbledore's wrist and raising an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, I changed my mind. ”

With that, he squeezed his eyes at Carl, and directly turned into an abstract and distorted light and shadow, and the phantom shifted.

However, an old but powerful arm plunged directly into the short-lived light and shadow, and pulled out Grindelwald, who had not yet fully shifted.

"Bang!"

Grindelwald fell firmly to the ground with a muffled sound, and you can imagine how heavy the fall was.

"My waist!"

Grindelwald crawled on the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, Karl sighed and stepped forward to help Grindelwald up.

"Thanks, boy. Grindelwald patted Karl on the shoulder.

After that, he looked at Dumbledore with teary eyes, "Albus, I'm over a hundred years old, can't you be considerate of my old arm?"

This seems to be a familiar scene, and Carl's eyelids can't stop jumping.

Dumbledore was unmoved, and behind his half-moon glasses, his blue eyes showed a little impatience.

It seems that he doesn't want to talk nonsense with Grindelwald anymore.

"Hum!" a silver light shot at Grindelwald, Carl didn't know what it was, he had never seen it in a book, but the power of magic made his hairs stand on end.

And so fast that he could only see its color.

However, Grindelwald is no longer there.

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't want to kill me!" laughed Grindelwald.

The old man didn't use the phantom to move, he just relied on his body to dodge, but even with Carl's dynamic vision, he could only barely see the old man's movements, and he was so agile that he didn't look like a human at all.

Dumbledore ignored his words and looked at Grindelwald with a blank expression.

Standing across from Dumbledore, Grindelwald's expression grew serious.

Without shouting, as if they had a soul, two magic bolts shot out from the wands of both sides and struck the man standing across from them.

As the only witness, Carl had the privilege of standing by and watching the battle of the strongest wizards in the world.

"Hum—"

It wasn't the sound of individual magic, but the sound of a spell burst almost in unison.

There were only two of them, but it seemed like there were hundreds of wizards casting spells at the same time.

The intertwined light and shadow were composed entirely of incantations, enveloping Dumbledore and Grindelwald in such a way that their bodies could barely be seen.

Between the light and shadow, the two figures kept changing their directions, and this time, the two used phantom shifting.

In an instant, the two of them were so fast that they almost turned into smoke, and the figures of the two flashed everywhere in the open space within a radius of hundreds of meters, and they were dazzled to see which one was their real body.