After seeing the spikes in the Aglaia barrier, Fatil finally panicked, his back was wet, and he raised his arm: "I said, I said ......."

Grindelwald withdrew his fingers in satisfaction and stood with his hands in his hands.

Fatil's throat twitched, and he recounted in a hoarse tone: "Once upon a time, there was a group of prisoners in a cave, their hands and feet were tied, and their bodies could not turn around, but they could only turn their backs to the mouth of the cave. ”

Grindelwald nodded, his expression tinged with a hint of intoxication.

Fatil: "There's a white wall in front of them, and there's a fire burning behind them. On that white wall they saw their own shadows, and since they couldn't see anything else, the prisoners thought the shadows were the real thing......."

Speaking of this, Fatil couldn't say any more, but when he saw the enchantment behind him, he finally began to grit his teeth:

Eventually, a man broke free from the shackles and groped his way through the hole. For the first time, he saw the real thing.

He returned to the cave and tried to explain to the others that the shadows were nothing but illusory things, and to show them the path of light.

But to those prisoners, the man seemed even more stupid than he had before he escaped, and declared to him that there was nothing else in the world but a shadow on the wall. ”

After telling the story, Fatil Rutu was drained of all his strength and staggered to the ground.

Grindelwald's eyes gradually changed from nostalgia to regret, he looked at the pale Fatil, and said softly: "Professor, after so many years, it's really hard for you to remember this story." ”

"You don't have to taunt me, Gellert. Fatil exclaimed, "I just chose the life I wanted, and if you hold a grudge against what happened back then, you can kill me." ”

"Kill you? I know... You have not been home for many years, alienating your wife and daughter, but you are afraid that they will be sad when I kill them. You're getting one thing wrong, though, Professor. There's no way I'm going to kill you. If you think I'm an avenger, that's boring. ”

Grindelwald said calmly: "I don't want revenge on you at all, I just want to turn you into someone like me." ”

"You let them go, you can do whatever you want. ”

Fatil's voice was already pleading, "I've told you the story. ”

Grindelwald still shook his head, "I have long seen through your truth, lies and compromises are useless to me." ”

"What the hell do you want. ”

Grindelwald smiled nonchalantly: "If you want to prove yourself, then prove it to me." ”

"How to prove it!?"

"Quite simply, kill me. ”

Grindelwald tossed his Elder wand forward.

In the night of the castle, the black, slender Elder's wand drew a parabola in the sky and landed on Fatil's hand.

Fatil took the wand in a daze, as if he did not understand this absurd game at all.

Grindelwald calmly raised his palm, smiled and said, "Kill me, or I will kill all your family." ”

After speaking, he calmly raised his arm, and with a void grip, sharp spikes grew from the transparent enchantment on everyone's body. At this moment, those who were bound in the enchantment writhed desperately and struggled.

Without hesitation, Fatil raised his Elder wand and aimed it at Grindelwald. At this moment, the slaughter could almost freeze the air.

"Do it, Professor Drazeth. ”

Grindelwald smiled casually: "In this world, no one is different. A student, a prisoner, and a principal.

All people are the same, essentially the same, selfish, stupid, insensitive, cold. All were prisoners in caves. ”

Fatil held his wand, "Why the hell are you ......?"

"There's no reason, I just don't want to be part of this filthy world. ”

Grindelwald tilted his head and joked, "Hurry up, kill me." ”

......

......

In the clouds dozens of kilometers away, Hoffa flew in the sky, a kilometer in an instant.

Viewed from above, coupled with a huge perception, the whole world unfolded in front of him like a holographic map.

It's just that this hologram is made up of black and white lines, and countless souls walk in this world of black and white lines.

High in the air, he quickly locked on to Grindelwald's position. At that moment, he felt an almost boundless surge of power, and the aura of death everywhere.

At this moment, the Grim Reaper smiled in the sky. It was as if there was a huge skeleton knight, dressed in armor, on top of a white war horse, passing through the sky, with a playful smile on his face.

That power terrified Hoffa, and he knew that it was the highest power in this world. Whoever possesses that power is enough to become a surrogate of the gods in this world.

The great ominous pound hit his heart, and he gathered his mind and looked intently.

Although he was dozens of kilometers away, he still saw what was happening in the castle, and he saw Fatil, the deathly holy elderberry wand in his hand, pointing at a man.

Who is it pointing at?

Grindelwald?

Hoffa looked at it with his heart.

With just one look, he was completely stunned.

In the world of real rules composed of black and white lines, the soul of Grindelwald and the soul of Aglaia are completely opposed.

Fatil, pointed with his wand, was not Grindelwald at all, but his own daughter, Aglaea. And the real Grindelwald is in the enchantment behind him. He used the Imperius Curse to control Aglaia and alter her appearance.

Seeing this clearly, Hoffa was a spirit, his heart seemed to be captured by a giant claw, he raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp cry, his speed increased again, and he rushed towards the place of the incident with all his might.

At this moment, he clearly felt Grindelwald's madness.

What exactly is he going to do?

......

......

Inside the Kasbah.

Fatil still held his wand flat and aimed it at the man in front of him.

The tip of the elder's wand trembled, as if longing, longing for the joy of reaping life. And he seemed to be restless, uneasy about the horror to come.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the lightning in the distance seemed so weak in the dark night.

A gust of wind blew, and the roses in the garden rolled all over the ground and flew up as they rolled and flew under the ubiquitous force.

Some of the petals drifted into the room, quickly turning black and withering as they drifted between the two men facing each other.

"Grindelwald" spoke again, and he sneered, "Why, Mr. Drazeth, would you rather wait for me to kill your family than kill me?"

Fatil: "What's wrong with you? ”

"If you kill me, maybe you'll understand me. ”

"Grindelwald" casually raised his hand again, and the sharp transparent blades in the enchantment continued to lengthen, and several people's faces had already been scratched with blood.

Fatil's palms trembled even more, and cold sweat slid down his face one by one.

Looking at the tip of the wand, "Grindelwald" suddenly shook, as if struggling.

He flickered, and Fatil immediately grabbed the elderwood wand.

When the shaking was over, the man looked up in the moonlight, "Do you know how this wand came from, Professor?" He whispered hoarsely, "Why don't I tell you a story too." ”

"Shut up, Grindelwald. ”

"Shut up ......."

"When I was traveling in Europe, I once met a lonely drunk who had drunk so much that he was drunk on the streets of Paris at three o'clock in the morning.

However, when I turned him over, I found that he was Osbatons, the previous Dark Lord, the god of dueling, who had never lost in his life. ”

"Shut up...... Gellert. ”

"He was so desperate that he had an empty bottle and an Elder's wand, which I had my eye on, and he begged me to buy him a bottle. For the sake of the wand, I killed him. He didn't resist anything, and died in obscurity in the gutter. ”

"That's enough, Gellert Grindelwald!"

"At that moment, I realized that in the face of death, no one is insignificant. ”

After speaking, Grindelwald suddenly pressed his palm, and within the enchantment, dense spikes pierced out one by one, and finally, Fatil closed his eyes, and he flicked his wand:

"Avada Suo!!"

Green light erupted from between Elderberry's wands.

At this moment, it was as if death had raised a huge scythe, and the scythe slashed down heavily.

Lightning flashed across the tower. In the distance, Hoffa's eyes suddenly dilated, and his body slammed in flight. Sliding from the clouds to the ground, smashing five or six houses in a row, he stumbled up from the rubble and muttered, "This is not true......

After saying that, his face turned pale, turned into a thunderbird again, and disappeared into the sky again.

......

......

The green light faded, and silence returned. I don't know how long it took, maybe only a minute, maybe only a second.

Fatil, who was pale, opened his eyes, and in the dark castle, the curtains were still flying, and the man in front of him had fallen to the ground. The air was so silent, serene, calm.

He looked at the wand in his hand, and looked at the corpse in front of him that was safe on the ground. For a moment, it seemed that words had been forgotten.

He threw his head back and let out a long sigh and turned around.

Only, then, he was stunned.

The barrier that binds the family has not disappeared.

Those transparent cubes are still floating in the air.

Then, the cube containing Aglaia slowly fell to the ground.

The girl with long hair and fluttering hair walked out of it indifferently, and as she walked, her body was raised. Eventually, she turned into another tall figure.

Grindelwald stood in front of Fatil intact.

There was only endless sympathy and sarcasm in his eyes.

"You've really done it, Professor. ”

Fatil froze on the spot: "Why are you ......?"

"Only those who know the real thing can master illusions perfectly, are you right, Professor Drazeth. ”

With that, Grindelwald raised his hand, and the elderberry wand returned to his hand like a homing sparrow.

Fatil was startled, and little by little, he turned around, and the dead man who fell to the ground behind him had completely changed his appearance.