"Who are you?"

In the dimly lit responsive room, the candlelight was shining, and the thousand-year-old garbage piled up high was like a building block gear, slowly spinning.

Hoffa sat at one end of the long table, looking at his teacher tensely.

"Just call me Professor, Hoffa. You are my first student. ”

Jacob slowly stood up from the seat, his body was erect again, and the whole person directly changed into a different appearance, a handsome, elegant middle-aged man. He wore a purple-gray robe, tied with a black scarf, and his hair was meticulously combed.

"People like us, who spend their whole lives passing on their ideas, also want to pass on their ideas. If you can learn my spells, it means that you already have the power to change the world, and I will not watch this school destroy you. ”

Hoffa looked at him, not knowing what to say. Grindelwald, Gellert Grindelwald, the first Demon King, turned out to be his own Transfiguration teacher.

It is rumored that he single-handedly planned the Armenian genocide, and there are rumors that he single-handedly planned the terrorist attacks in New York in 1926. There are rumors that he is the real culprit of the current Jewish wizard massacre, and there are rumors that this summer he planned the bombing of London.

After living in this world for three years, Hoffa was naturally exposed to the horror of this man.

But when he came into contact with this man face-to-face, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think he was a big devil.

He doesn't have Sylbie's tyrannical aura in him, and his mental force field is calm, precise, and clear. Like a shrewd and capable businessman, or even more like a scholar who has been practicing in a temple for many years.

"What about Jacob Bohan?" Hofa asked hoarsely.

"Jacob Bohan?"

The white-haired Gellert said lightly: "He was killed by me, in fact, colluding with Gringotts to smuggle drugs is itself the masterpiece of Jacob Bohan, and in the year that I replaced him, I have to say that the medical profession in Britain has been given a fairer and more just opportunity to develop." ”

"Is this your plan?"

"What are my plans, tell me about it. ”

"You want to destroy Hogwarts and take control of the wizarding world in England. ”

"I'm going to destroy Hogwarts and take control of Britain?" Grindelwald grinned, "and then, go back and boast to those racist German lunatics?"

He shook his head, "No, it's not. Every corner of the world is the earth, so what's in it for me to destroy here?"

"Then why are you turning students into animals. ”

"Did I turn the students into animals?"

Grindelwald stretched out his hands: "I talked about it in the first class, what I am good at is magic transformation, using magic to attract the environment and automatically change. I'm not good at human deformation. ”

"Who else could it be, if not?"

"Ah, let's not talk about that. ”

Grindelwald leaned back comfortably in his chair and rested his feet on the table: "Actually, the purpose of my coming to Hogwarts is very simple, one is to meet my former teacher, and the other is to save my students who are in prison. ”

"I'm not behind bars. Hoffa immediately denied it.

"yes, why do you have endless nightmares, why do you see things that others can't see again and again? ”

Grindelwald asked softly, "Why do you feel lonely in the crowd, why do you always think differently than everyone else?" ”

"I ......"

Hoffa didn't speak, but the sense of fear and strangeness disappeared little by little, and the suave man seemed to be in the same state as he appeared, just chatting with himself.

After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at Hoffa in the dim light: "Gaining new experiences, expanding the boundaries of cognition, and pursuing spiritual freedom are what you want, aren't they?"

Hoffa exhaled in one gulp. Although he didn't want to admit it, at this moment, the huge identity almost engulfed him, and he almost wanted to stand up and hug each other. It was a feeling that Dumbledore had never given him, and Dumbledore had never asked him what he really wanted.

At this moment, the black and white cat that Miranda had transformed into crawled up to Hoffa and tried to touch his hand with his paws, but he avoided it like an electric shock.

He saw the cat's chestnut eyes, thought of Miranda in the first grade, and his stomach felt as uncomfortable as if he had slipped into a whole bucket of ice. For a while, remorse, guilt and self-blame came flooding into the brain. Why did he identify with this person......

He looked up with a pale face, "So, those students...... Are you all in control this year?"

"Why do you always habitually shift the blame to me?"

Grindelwald sighed: "Isn't it possible for you to clean yourself up and leave yourself a mask of justice and kindness, please, haven't you been tired of wearing this mask yet?"

"Then why are they ......?"

"Who made the students of Hogwarts what they are now, don't you know in your own heart? Who deprived them of pressure, who deprived them of reality, who gave them a false sense of security, a false sense of hope.

Who satisfies their stupid wishes, makes them no longer bother to face real problems, who shows an omnipotent appearance, a righteous and powerful appearance, and makes others habitually dependent, am I?"

Hoffa was struck by lightning, and he leaned heavily in his chair.

After a moment, he muttered, "It's... Me?"

Grindelwald: "It's not you, you're just an idol made by Dumbledore and Hogwarts, a false aura, and the real you have long been lost in it." ”

"The real me..... The real me......" An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in my heart. His breathing began to rapid, and the beads of sweat on his forehead and clenched fists revealed his inner turmoil.

Grindelwald: "Tell me, Hoffa, what is the real you?"

Hoffa's teeth began to tremble, and he tried to push away his chair and stand up, but couldn't.

Grindelwald: "You know better than I do, Hoffa Bach. Ravenclaw, the smartest college, is also the most egoistic. Although you hide it well, there is no doubt that the real you are tired of all this. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Huo Fa began to panic. Some of the most hidden thoughts buried in the bottom of my heart were turned over by the man in front of me.

Grindelwald looked at Hoffa with a smile:

"Dumbledore gives you hope and makes you brave and kind. But let me say that in essence you are not a good person, kindness is just a means for you to pursue the height of life.

You are a Ravenclaw, an extreme, arrogant, narcissistic Ravenclaw. A Ravenclaw who pursues spiritual freedom and extreme ego. You never realize your darkness, your paranoia, your arrogance, your violence, your cruelty, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

You are afraid of becoming classmates, and that's because they represent the ordinary, the mediocre in your heart. And you expect yourself to be great, to be great. It's not them that you hate, what you hate is your ordinary self, such a mediocre self. ”

Grindelwald's words were like sharp knives, completely tearing apart all of Hoffa's masks, exposing the real him to the cold air, leaving him with nothing to hide.

Grindelwald stood up, drew his Elder wand, and waved it heavily, and the surrounding garbage quickly reorganized, and one after another crystal glass appeared on the garbage building, and countless images flashed in the glass.

During the summer vacation, he beat his boss in the hospital. He had a big fight at the underground base of Aglaia. He brutally smashed the heads of two prisoners against the wall in Azkaban.

In those images, Hoffa sees his own shadow hovering over the ground like a dragon.

He sees his own shadow trailing Sherlock on Christmas night, turning the entire dragon training team into animals in the Forbidden Forest.

He saw his shadow follow William on Christmas night, go to the prefect's bathroom, and turn him into an animal.

He saw that on the night of his own frustration, his shadow turned into a terrible shadow that enveloped the castle and wreaked havoc in it.

After watching this scene, the table in front of Hoffa completely turned into powder under the violent mental fluctuations.

He sat back in his chair and looked at his hands. Completely lost voice. At his feet, the colorful hovering shadow turned into a dragon shape, looking at himself without blinking, and the gaze passed through dreams and reality, through reality and illusion, like a monster in the black deep sea.

Grindelwald said coldly:

"You can't save this school, you can't even save anyone, all the interventions you've done are just pushing this school down to destruction. The weak hide behind you, and become weaker and weaker because of your protection. They feel like you're speaking up for them, asserting their rights, so that they're comfortable in the common room, a lamb to the slaughter. ”

As he spoke, Grindelwald took a dragon egg from his chest and placed it on the ground. He slowly walked to Hoffa's side and bent down:

"I have no interest in killing, it's boring. I'm passionate about making people discover their own authenticity, which I consider to be the most precious thing in the world. ”

As he spoke, Hoffa's black shadow became colorful in the blink of an eye, stretching, lengthening, and gradually covering the dragon's egg.

The colorful dragon egg cracked a crack, two cracks, and a creature slowly crawled out of the eggshell. It's so gorgeous, but at the same time so distorted.

At the moment when the dragon egg broke. Hoffa felt like his whole body was torn apart, completely torn apart. The nightmare that had been engulfing him all along.

Grindelwald: "Face your true self." ”

After saying this, he patted Hoffa on the shoulder, passed by him, and left him without looking back.

Hoffa didn't bother Grindelwald anymore, he sat in his chair and watched the shadow drag on the ground, the end of which was bound to the twisted creature in the dragon's egg. One man and one dragon share the same shadow.

The strange and indescribable creature stumbled to its feet. Like a toddler.

Then, he grew at an astonishing rate. In the blink of an eye, it became a newborn baby, crawling painfully on the ground, covered in mucus and seemingly expressing extreme fear of the new world.

But soon, as countless colorful faces flowed through his shadow like duckweed.

The baby's mood quickly stabilized, and then he stood up little by little, and his bones crackled, and he grew taller and stronger, and eventually, he became a gray-haired, golden-eyed teenager, identical in appearance to Hoffa, and even the earrings on his ears were copied.

It looked at Hoffa, stumbled towards him, like a reptile, and as it crawled, its clothes appeared on it, and it straightened up and began to walk upright.

In the end, the identical boy stood in front of Hoffa and tilted his head slightly: "Hi, waste, hello." ”