"See you again, genius boy." Grindelwald looked at Weston with a smile on his face, and then at Flitwick, "Of course, welcome to Durmstrang, I hope you won't be disappointed." ”

Flitwick smiled and nodded: "Of course not, this journey has already opened our eyes, Durmstrang really lives up to its reputation!" ”

Grindelwald smiled and nodded, "I'm sorry, can you let me talk to Weston alone?" ”

Flitwick looked at Weston hesitantly, and Weston thought for a moment before nodding at him.

When Grindelwald saw this, he smiled and told Bach to take care of the Hogwarts people, and then motioned for them to leave. Flitwick naturally saw what Grindelwald meant, glanced at Weston with a little concern, and left with Bach.

"Mr. Grindelwald, there's something to be said." Weston said casually, slowly surveying the headmaster's office.

Compared with Dumbledore's office, Grindelwald's office doesn't have so many messy things, only some books and some parchment and the like, which looks clean and generous, which also corresponds to Grindelwald's character.

"How's our plan going?" Sure enough, that's what Grindelwald asked.

"Didn't Professor Dumbledore tell you?" Weston asked curiously.

"No, Albus said something." Grindelwald shook his head, "He didn't say it too clearly, though, he just told me that I already had a way." And I was taking over Durmstrang at the time, and I didn't have that much time to ask. ”

I see, I'll just say, how could Dumbledore hide it from his old lover. Weston nodded knowingly.

"Actually, we're halfway there!" Weston saw Grindelwald raise an eyebrow, and continued, "A way to make Muggles wizards has been found, and it has worked......"

"Isn't that a success?" Grindelwald raised an eyebrow.

Weston shook his head, "Not really, Mr. Grindelwald. Professor Dumbledore should have told you how to integrate the blood of the immortal seed into the bloodline of Muggles, right? ”

"Albus said something, it seems to be some kind of potion?" Grindelwald said with some uncertainty.

"It's indeed a potion, it's a magic stone potion." Weston nodded, "I think Mr. Grindelwald should know what the Philosopher's Stone is. ”

"You mean, that gadget that Nicol Lemay researched?" Grindelwald scoffed, "That's just a useless thing. It's a good idea, but after all, it's made of wizards, and I won't use anything like this if it comes to me. ”

Weston believed that Grindelwald was still proud after all, believing that wizards were the noblest species in the world, and he certainly disdained this kind of potion made of wizards.

"It's the Philosopher's Stone." Weston nodded, "However, together with Nicol, I used it to refine the Immortal Bloodline. You know, the Philosopher's Stone itself is still a good magic to purify the bloodline. Then ......"

"Then use the easy-to-absorb properties of the Magic Stone Elixir to directly make the bloodline potion?" Grindelwald directly guessed the back and clapped his hands excitedly, "It's a pretty good idea." ”

"Yes, you guessed right." Weston nodded affirmatively, "However, in this way, promotion becomes a big problem. ”

"There's no way to mass-produce it, right?" Grindelwald asked, "The refining of the Philosopher's Stone itself is not a simple matter, and it is impossible for Nicol to teach people who do not trust, there are still so many Muggles." The bottom line is that there must be someone who doesn't want you to succeed! ”

Weston looked at Grindelwald for the first time, he still underestimated the former Dark Lord, and what Grindelwald said was right!

Thinking about it, Grindelwald was a person who almost revolutionized the wizarding world after all, and if he didn't have enough brains, how could he let so many people follow him.

Somehow, Weston suddenly thought of the mustache from World War II, the mustache also seems to be German, and so is Grindelwald, both of whom are full villains and more radical racists in the eyes of the world.

However, the difference is that the mustache is more to satisfy his own lust for power, while Grindelwald is really thinking about wizards and realizing his own ideals at the same time. This makes the two fundamentally very different.

Of course, it is undeniable that their personalities are very strong.

"You're right, that's the biggest problem right now." Weston came back to his senses and sighed, "The person who blocked it has been solved, but the mass production is still far away." ”

"Mr. Grindelwald, you know Muggles, and you should know how many of them really are." Weston said helplessly, "It's a thousand times more than the entire wizarding world." Neither resources nor efficiency can be solved in one go! ”

Grindelwald nodded, his eyebrows twisted together, and suddenly said with some meaning: "If most of the Muggles are dead, that's fine!" ”

Weston was stunned when he heard this, this old man, what a murderous intent! He didn't doubt that Grindelwald could do such a thing, and if it got to the point where it could only be solved like this, Grindelwald's wand would definitely not be an ornament.

"Mr. Grindelwald, things haven't gotten to that point yet." Weston waved his hand, "We still have plenty of time. ”

"Time?" Grindelwald muttered, then suddenly sighed, and said with some emotion, "Son, I'm not you, you're still young, and I'm already an old man." ”

"I have thought more than once that if there was a genius like you back then, or if you were directly there, my ideal would have been realized long ago, and I never doubted this. It's just that times have changed, and Albus and I are both old. ”

"I know that your method will definitely help me achieve my ideals, but this time will never be short, and how many years will I live? I'm a few years older than Albus! ”

Speaking of this, Grindelwald suddenly thought of something, and stared at Weston with burning eyes, almost making Weston can't help but hold his chest and retreat, taking out his wand to defend himself. Weston hadn't forgotten that the old man in front of him was also an old comrade.

"Weston, there's one thing I want to ask you!" Grindelwald stared at Weston and said solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Weston watched him warily, secretly on guard if he dared to ......

"Can you please take over the Templar?" Grindelwald said seriously, "My ideals need someone to inherit them, and you are the best choice!" ”

"What?!" ......

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