After leaving the vault, Zhang Xu made his way to Hogsmeade's Three Broomsticks Bar through the fireplace at Gringotts.

Business in the bar was bad, with only a drunken customer snoring on the table, and the proprietress sitting behind the bar in boredom wiping her glasses.

When Zhang Xu walked past the table, he found that the person who had drunk too much was none other than the famous Western journalist Rita Skeeter.

He paused for a moment and realized that it was a little late, so he ignored her and walked straight out of the bar.

Walking out into the street, there were only one or two people walking around except for the Aurors who were patrolling.

The doors and windows of the houses on both sides of the road are closed, and the windows are tightly blocked by thick curtains.

The situation here is similar to Diagon Alley, the economy is depressed, and residents go out as little as they can.

Just as he was about to walk out of Hogsmeade, an acquaintance figure walked out of the fork in the road.

Professor McGonagall, who was on crutches, had come to collect rent today, and she didn't expect to meet Zhang Xu here.

"You're back?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I'm back, Professor." Zhang Xu replied.

"It's good to be back."

Professor McGonagall nodded, then turned and walked towards Hogwarts.

Zhang Xu quickened his pace and followed.

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The evening breeze blows the Hogwarts breeze across the water,

There are no green trees and the sun is just a lake blue,

Standing on the grass in front of the tomb and fantasizing over and over again,

It is also dusk on the path with footprints in two and a half,

It was McGonagall standing quietly with me on a cane,

stepped on the twilight to mourn the old principal who drove the crane west.

Zhang Xu followed Professor McGonagall to Dumbledore's tomb, and then stood quietly until the sun set behind the distant mountains.

At some point, Professor McGonagall left on her own, leaving Zhang Xu alone.

When the sky was completely dark, there was a light in the woodland by the lake.

A swarm of fireflies flew out of the Forbidden Forest and fluttered around the white tomb.

It's just that the smell of burning three incense sticks and two candles in front of the tomb and the smell of alcohol on the ground keep the fireflies away from the front of the tombstone.

"He's still dead." A figure suddenly appeared beside Zhang Xu.

"yes." Zhang Xu said after sighing.

"52 years ago...... He said to me that I could not leave Nunmengard even a step until he died. Grindelwald whispered.

"Your Excellency......" Zhang Xu's words had just started when he was interrupted by Grindelwald.

"There will be no more 'Your Excellency' in the future, there is only an old man here who misses his friends every day, every hour, every moment." "I now live in a cabin in the woods in front of me. ”

"Hmm." Zhang Xu nodded.

Then both of them fell silent, silently looking at the tomb that reflected a faint yellow-green glow from the glow of the fireflies.

After a while, Zhang Xu said, "He gave me the old wand." ”

"It doesn't matter," Grindelwald said, shaking his head, "so be." ”

Zhang Xu nodded again.

It seems that the first generation of Dark Lords is disheartened and no longer cares about the floods outside.

"If one day I die, bring me back to Newmengard." Grindelwald said lightly and emotionlessly.

Zhang Xu was slightly surprised, he thought that the other party was planning to be neighbors or even live with Lao Deng in the future.

This request is not a big problem, Zhang Xu agreed after a little thought.

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"My body is decaying, and it is up to you to avenge Albus."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he pressed one hand on the heavenly spirit cover of Zhang Xu, who was sitting on the ground, and the hundred-year-old pure yang magic power poured directly into Zhang Xu's ancestral acupoint from his hand through the Baihui acupoint.

After a stick of incense, Grindelwald's trembling right hand left the top of Zhang Xu's head, and his originally majestic body became rickety at this time.

I saw him hobbling to Dumbledore's tomb, slowly sitting down next to the tombstone, and then closing his eyes.

A generation of heroes has fallen.

The next moment, Zhang Xu clashed with Grindelwald's hundred-year-old pure yang magic because of the mixture of yin and yang of his own magic power, and exploded.

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After the account was done, the two fell into silence again.

Just as Zhang Xu was about to say goodbye and leave, a huge figure came here.

Zhang Xu saw that it was Hagrid, and he was not interested in talking to him, so he turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Hagrid took a step forward and stopped in front of Zhang Xu.

"You knew beforehand?!" Hagrid suddenly yelled at Zhang Xu.

And Zhang Xu suddenly exploded, you are sick, when did you have the illusion that you can yell at me? From two generations of Dark Lords to the Prime Minister's personal secretary, which one didn't talk and laugh with me?

Seeing that Zhang Xu didn't speak, Hagrid yelled at him in a louder voice, "Why didn't you stop him, and watch him die!" ”

"Get out of the way." Zhang Xu said coldly to Hagrid.

Anyone with brains who knew afterwards knew that Zhang Xu had done his best in this matter, and Professor McGonagall didn't say anything along the way just now, just sighed.

If Hagrid's attitude towards him was above the passing mark, Zhang Xu wouldn't mind explaining it to him again. However, Hagrid's performance added fuel to the already sad Zhang Xu's irritable heart.

Although Zhang Xu could understand Hagrid's respect for Dumbledore, it was not a reason for him to be so vexatious about himself.

"Say it again, get out of the way!" Zhang Xu's tone became more and more cold.

Just as the two naturally incompatible men were about to fight, another cold business rang out behind Hagrid.

"If I were you, I would obediently shut up and make way for Mr. Zhang. Can't you see that Mr. Zhang can defeat you with one hand, stupid big man? ”

Hagrid's body stiffened when he heard the sound, and he turned his head to see a living two-pin socket standing not far behind him at some point.

"It's you!" Hagrid said with difficulty.

"Shouldn't you be happy to see your old classmates?" Voldemort said.

The next moment, just as Hagrid was about to raise the umbrella in his hand, a huge force knocked him out, and he rolled on the ground more than a dozen times after landing with a "boom".

Seeing that the Avada Curse that he had shot at Hagrid broke a large tree in the Forbidden Forest in the distance, Voldemort looked at Zhang Xu dissatisfied.

"I have no intention of stopping you old classmates from greeting with the Killing Curse." Zhang Xu said, "However, although I didn't take his class, if he died in front of me like this, it would still cause me a lot of trouble." ”

Voldemort looked at Zhang Xu, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, the colorful light in Zhang Xu's eyes also flashed.

It's just a handsome little spell, but it's worth it to bluff Voldemort into frowning.

It's like a replay of a scene in the top room of Newmengard a few months ago, Voldemort, who was prevented from killing, and Zhang Xu, who entered the first level of combat readiness as soon as he entered the UK, confronted each other, and the murderous atmosphere was pervasive.

Grindelwald took a few steps back and continued to eat melons and watch the show, everything that happened on the rivers and lakes at this moment had nothing to do with him.

"You're back."

"Yes, I'm back."

"You shouldn't have come back."

"But I'm back!"