Chapter 231: The identity of the attacker in the secret room

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Rove was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the old wand that the headmaster was playing with.

The Elder Wand was clearly in Dumbledore's hands, and he went to Grindelwald and Grigovich to ask who was the master?

It can't be to show off the loot, right?

Gellert, what do you see here? It's your thick, hard old wand, and now I'm playing with it every day...... Hey!

This picture is so beautiful that Rove can't help but chill when he thinks about it.

As the boy was making up his mind, Dumbledore narrowed his piercing eyes, he had always had sharp eyes, and few things could escape his attention.

And when Rove heard himself mention the Elder Wand just now, he subconsciously glanced at the movement of the wand in his hand, which was naturally captured by Dumbledore.

The old man thought for a moment and asked, "Rove, you seem to know that the wand in my hand is an old wand?" ”

Rove didn't know where Dumbledore had seen the clue, but since he saw it, he honestly admitted, "Yes." ”

"How do you know?"

Dumbledore asked, at least it meant that he wasn't using the Dementor.

Rove's mind was spinning, of course he wouldn't say that the memories of his previous life told him, so after thinking for a while, he immediately found the most reasonable explanation for himself.

"During the summer vacation, I stayed with Grigovich's granddaughter, Karin, for a while."

"At that time, when I was talking to Grigovich about the Saints, he told me that he had found the Elder Wand through the Saints." Rove explained slowly:

Mr. Grigovich said that one day a blonde teenager infiltrated his studio and stole the Elder Wand.

Grigovich also showed me what the teenager looked like. ”

Rove paused and continued:

"During the Christmas holidays, I went to Godric's Hollow and visited Mrs. Bathilda Basshat, and in the cupboard of her room, I saw a picture of the blonde teenager.

Mrs. Bassat told me that it was her nephew, Grindelwald. ”

Rove looked at the wand in Dumbledore's hand and said softly:

"Since it was Grindelwald who stole the Elder Wand and he lost to you in 1945, the Elder Wand must be in your hands...... It's not hard to guess. ”

Dumbledore smiled, his surprise and appreciation, unabashedly written on his face, and exclaimed:

"Very good reasoning, this wand is indeed the legendary deathly hallows - the Elder Wand."

"Now that the Elder Wand is in your possession," Rove said curiously, "why are you looking for Grindelwald and Grigovich?" ”

"Remember a few months ago, a mysterious wizard tried to force his way into a Hufflepuff chamber?" Dumbledore asked.

Rove nodded.

On the day of the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, Rove took Shirley, Hermione, and Fleur to the kitchen for dinner.

Subsequently, a portrait of a Hufflepuff house-elf pops up, informing them that someone is trying to break into a Hufflepuff vault.

"That mysterious wizard uses a magic called Blood Shadow, which can make his shadow break away from his body and move outside as a clone." Dumbledore leaned back in his chair.

"This magic comes from the Elder Wand, and only the owner of the Elder Wand will use it, so I'm investigating the former owner of the Elder Wand."

"That man is not Gellert, I went to look for Grigovich again, but it is not him either......"

Rove narrowed his eyes and said in amazement, "It can't be Arcus, the old wand master before Grigovich, right?" ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, he stood up, walked around the table, and leaned down in front of a cabinet next to the door.

When the headmaster straightened up, he held a shallow-bottomed stone basin with a circle of symbols engraved on the mouth of the basin.

He put the meditation basin on the table and asked:

"Rov, would you like to go with me down the memory lane of Grigove?"

"Gladly." Rove said.

Dumbledore pulled out a crystal bottle from his pocket, which contained a swirling silvery-white thing.

He poured the silver substance from the bottle into the meditation basin, where they slowly swirled and shimmered.

Dumbledore entered the meditation basin, and Rove followed, leaning forward and diving headlong into the silver memory.

Rove's feet left the floor of the office, through the swirling darkness, and he fell, falling, and suddenly, the strong sunlight pierced him and he closed his eyes.

When Rove had adjusted to the situation, he opened his eyes and found himself standing on a country road, with Dumbledore standing aside.

Three meters in front of them, there was a man in his early thirties:

He was short and stocky, but his chest and shoulders were very thick, his robe was tightened by a round belly, and his eyes were small, and their eyes were reduced to two points, like a mole.

He is young Grigovich!

Grigovich held a hand-drawn map in his hand, and after observing the terrain for a while, he walked briskly along the path.

Both Dumbledore and Rove followed.

After walking for a while, Grigovich entered a dense forest, then turned left and a building appeared.

It was a huge grave with carvings, hidden in the trees and waist-deep brown grass.

The shape of the tomb is a flat-topped four-sided cone in the shape of a six-step ladder, which looks a lot like a trapezoidal pyramid.

In front of the tomb, there is also a tombstone with the symbol of the Deathly Hallows carved on it, underneath which is written in English:

Otavi Akus,

Rest here

The life of the deceased never ends!

The whole tomb looks new, and it seems that Akus was buried here not long ago.

Grigovich waved his wand, and the tomb split in half, revealing a huge coffin.

He opened the coffin again, and saw an old man lying in it, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and a wand in his hand.

The old man was not dead, but he was very old, almost dying, and was about to die completely as the owner of the old wand.

But this is no longer possible.

Grigovich looked salivating when he saw the Elder Wand, he raised his wand and shouted, "Get rid of your weapon." ”

The Elder Wand fell into Grigovich's hands, and he didn't have time to think about it before he ran out of the grave.

The old man sat up tremblingly and watched in despair as Grigovich snatched the Elder Wand.

Rove narrowed his eyes and stared at Akus in the coffin.

His face was wrinkled, his hair was gray, he had a white beard on his face, and his left eye was closed, as if he was blind.

"Do you recognize who it is?" Dumbledore asked.

After being silent for a long time, Rove said in disbelief:

"He's the one who took Barty Crouch Sr.'s place...... Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic?! ”

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(End of chapter)