As we all know, Grindelwald is a dark wizard, and as for where it is dark, it is a matter of opinion.

In fact, in Aunt Rowling's setting, Grindelwald is only called a "dark wizard", not a "dark lord", and there is no such thing as a "first/first generation of the Dark Lord", because Grindelwald himself is likely to think that everything he does is for the benefit of all mankind, so it is not dark.

Translated, even if I kill people (gas explosions burn Aurors) and set fire (burn Paris) and do all kinds of evil, I consider myself a good person.

It can be said that it is a very idealistic concept, the new concept is not the Dark Lord, he thinks that his concept is white, but the things he does are black, which adds up to ...... The Grey Devil?

The Dark Lord is originally known as "DarkLord", which is derived from Voldemort's name "LordVoldert". The Dark Lord is derived from Voldemort's own name, which is an honorific title given to him by the Death Eaters, and is also famous because of Voldemort, and is not the title of the leader of the dark forces at different times.

Moreover, there is no mention in the original book of which country Grindelwald is from, and the nationality in the official extradition letter is "unknown".

But Dumbledore on the train said he was an Austrian, so let's just assume that he was.

Anyway, a mustache of a similar nature to him is also Austrian, and the Austrians don't care about another devil anymore.

Dumbledore pushed the door open, and Louis saw a lean little old man, leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, looking sideways at the view outside the window.

O man who longs for freedom.

"You're here?" Grindelwald said softly.

"I'm coming." Dumbledore nodded, and pulled out the roast spring chicken from his bosom that he didn't know when it was ready.

"You're here anyway, after all." Grindelwald's nose sniffed, and the smell of roasted spring chicken was so enticing that Louis could vaguely see him swallowing saliva.

"I'm here anyway, after all." Dumbledore pulled out delicious food like magic, which should have been prepared by the house-elves in advance, and Louis also saw the classic dark dish - lamb liver pie.

Is this kind of stuff edible? He couldn't help but be a little skeptical about life.

"You weren't supposed to come." Grindelwald was determined, but he didn't look back, even as his stomach began to growl.

"But I'm already here." Dumbledore finished digging out his food and began to dig out drinks, and Louis saw his favorite grape juice - which was also Sirius's favorite, which was said to cure his autism.

Grindelwald was silent for a moment, then snorted, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll bring you something to eat." Dumbledore conjured up four chairs and motioned for Louis to put them away.

"What to eat?" Grindelwald was visibly a little moved.

"What you love to eat." Dumbledore replied.

Grindelwald was silent again, and after a moment said arrogantly, "Forget it, I won't eat it, you can take it."

"You really don't want to eat?" Dumbledore said, breaking off a chicken leg and taking a hard bite, making a satisfied "um" sound as he chewed, "Hmmm~ It tastes great, are you sure you don't want to try it?" ….

"I, Grindelwald, am starving to death, and jumping down from here won't eat you at all!" Grindelwald said it in no uncertain terms, but the rumbling sound in his stomach betrayed him deeply.

"Eat some, Mr. Grindelwald." Louis couldn't help but persuade on the side, should I say that Dumbledore's whole dish is really delicious, he has already dried two meatballs.

Grindelwald only noticed Louis's presence at this time, he turned his head, looked at Louis carefully in the dim light, and asked, "The last time you brought students here, it seems like more than ten years ago?"

"Well, it's his mother." Dumbledore shook his chicken leg in front of Grindelwald.

Grindelwald looked at the chicken leg and smacked his lips and asked, "I remember her, her name is Emma, quite a cute little girl, from the mysterious country of the East, there are some

Too naughty."

"You have a good memory, remember my mother?" Louis was interested, this Grindelwald's memory is obviously slightly stronger than Dumbledore's, and people who haven't seen it for more than ten years can still remember it.

Grindelwald snorted, and said in a weird way: "Of course I remember her, thinking about how many fandom books she wrote and how many ugly little tunes she made up......

Just when Louis thought Grindelwald was going to be angry, he changed his mind.

"But I like it." Grindelwald smiled a kind smile that wasn't too disagreeable, "I'm glad to see her son grow up like this."

"Aren't you going to come and have some food?" Louis sent out the invitation.

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, and then said with some arrogance, "Well, since Emma's son sincerely invited me to dinner, what reason do I have to refuse?"

Louis thought to himself, if you don't eat, hurry up and climb ......

The little old man has a lot to do.

No, Grindelwald is one hundred and ten years old this year, and it stands to reason that he is not a little old man, but he should be an old man.

You see how good the old man in the magic world is, he can still pick up chicken legs at the age of one hundred and ten and make them, and if you look at the rare sect, the rare sect is only eighty years old and can't hold back.

As for what he can't hold back, he understands everything.

Grindelwald smacked a chicken leg with lightning speed to prevent my mother from loving me again, and quickly filled it into his mouth with three large meatballs. After chewing for a long time, swallow it in your stomach, and for half a day, your brows stretch.

"It's so fragrant."

It seems that the essence of human beings is pigeons, repeaters and true fragrances.

Even wizards of Grindelwald's level are not exempt.

Grindelwald slowed down his cooking speed and asked curiously, "So, what did you bring this kid to Newmengard for today?" If I'm not mistaken, it's Halloween, and it's more than fifty days before Christmas."

"Oh, just to see how your mind is transformed." Dumbledore made a small joke.

Grindelwald let out a sneer, he slowly picked up the goblet, shook it slightly in front of him, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it carefully, and then took a sip, looking extremely elegant, as if it was another person who had been sucked in the big chicken leg by the storm just now. ….

He upset the goblet aside and snorted, "Can't you just talk about something flavorful?"

"What do you think tastes?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically.

Grindelwald chuckled, and brought up a topic that he didn't think Dumbledore could possibly agree to.

"Like, when are you going to get me out of here?"

"Then I think you should pack up your things." Dumbledore's fork whirled in the air, "How about we get out of here after eating?"

Grindelwald froze for a moment, reached out and tugged at Louis's left arm to look at his watch, and then put it back.

"Is there anything you need to deal with urgently?" Dumbledore asked, for a moment.

Grindelwald shook his head, "No, just to make sure it's April 1st."

April 1st, also known as April Fool's Day.

Maybe Dumbledore's sudden news really made him think that today was April Fool's Day.

In fact, not only Grindelwald, but even Louis was stunned fiercely, and looked at the old man Deng in front of him with a shocked mother's expression.

What's the matter, today's plot is Xu Xian breaking Leifeng Tower? Is this something I can watch without paying for money?

"Why?" Grindelwald didn't quite understand why Dumbledore had suddenly changed his mind and wanted to let him out.

Dumbledore lowered his eyelids and whispered, "The world has not been peaceful recently, Hogwarts was even attacked by fallen angels last year, we alone cannot protect the human world, I think, I also need your strength, Gellert."

Grindelwald tried to pinch Dumbledore, but choked back when the words came to his lips.

Spoil him.

"No kidding, the German Ministry of Magic and the Austrian Ministry of Magic have been monitoring me, and you don't know that." Grindelwald's smile was like a toothache.

"I have a way." Louis suddenly thought of Comrade Cube, who had been forgotten for a long time, and he took the diary out of the system space, picked it up and shook it vigorously.

Boy Tom appeared in front of them.

"That's how you do it?" Grindelwald was still eating slowly, but Dumbledore's eyes lit up.

"Not a bad idea." Dumbledore's eyes lit up, and he looked at Tom and smiled and greeted, "Long time no see, Tom."

"Professor." Tom nodded politely.

"This is the country that will rise after you*** - Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle." Louis introduced solemnly, Tom's face twitched, but he didn't dare to refute anything.

"It's Lord Voldemort." Dumbledore explained to Grindelwald in a low voice.

Grindelwald nodded, even in Newmengard, he had heard of Mr. Voldemort's great reputation, but no one had ever compared the two of them, at least Dumbledore hadn't done so, and Grindelwald didn't think the two had anything in common - except that the Dark Arts were better.

Louis saw that Grindelwald's talent in dark arts was 19, which was actually stronger than himself, and if you added the Elder Wand, it would be 21.

It's no wonder that a blazing gas stove has the power to sweep the whole of Paris. ….

In fact, their programs of action are quite different, and Grindelwald's goal is to make a big difference...... No, for the greater good. And what about Voldemort? Voldemort seems to want nothing more than to rule the wizarding world with violence.

He didn't even want to fool people.

It can be said that he is a relatively pure villain, he is really, I cry to death.

"We can have Tom disguise himself as Voldemort and burn down the whole of Newmongaard." Louis suggested, "I remember Tom's fire spell is good, if he can't, I can call my girlfriend to come and burn Newmengard."

Catherine: ?

You're going to use me as a gas stove, aren't you?

It should be said that this plan was seamless, after all, no one knew that Dumbledore had been here - guards, you say? It's noisy, Newmengard doesn't have any guards at all, after all, Grindelwald successfully rebelled against three batches of guards when he was in Eagle Sauce, this kind of brilliant record, the Austrian Ministry of Magic will let people guard him when he has a brain.

In fact, Grindelwald is more like painting the ground as a prison, because he lost the duel to Dumbledore, so he will imprison himself in Newmengard, or it is possible that the agreement between the two is that there is a magical contract, so Grindelwald has been staying here willingly.

But no matter what, you still have to pretend to be on the face, although Grindelwald is not guarded, but if he runs away, it will be a little big thing for the entire wizarding world after all, and it is only fitting that this matter will be handed over to Voldemort to carry the black cauldron.

With that, Tom successfully summoned an orange-red flame to devour the entire Neumungard through Louis's magic amplification.

The plan went well, and no one would think that someone drank the compound decoction and turned into Voldemort's appearance, and besides, the appearance of Voldemort's braised egg after his rebirth, it is estimated that the location of his hair may not be ...... Too...... Can be written.

And Voldemort "coincidentally" let the Aurors of the Austrian Ministry of Magic see his true face, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and left the scene.

Surprisingly, the Austrian Ministry of Magic did not officially say anything about this matter, but pressed it to death, only saying that the Nürmungard Tower where Grindelwald was imprisoned was attacked by an unknown dark wizard, and Grindelwald also died in this tower.

It was in a hurry, but I didn't want to mention that Voldemort was responsible for all this, whether it was the Magic Daily, or any official channels, or even the grapevine.

It seems that the four-stage tactics are universal, and a certain TV series can really be used to govern the country.

Now Green

Devoe also had a different face, and now he was sitting in Louis's office at Hogwarts with his legs crossed, eating candy.

"It's hard to imagine a young man your age having an office of his own." Grindelwald said with some embarrassment, "It seems that you have inherited Emma's talent."

"After coming to the Yinhe River, the waves beat the waves before the waves, and a new generation replaces the old." Louis smiled and poured a glass of moonberry juice for Grindelwald.

"This juice is very good, I heard that it is produced by the Squib factory you opened?" Grindelwald drank a full glass of moonberry juice, smacked his lips a little unsatisfied, upset the cup in front of Louis, and motioned for him to add another glass.

"Well, I was opposed by the Minister of Magic." Louis refills another glass of juice for him.

"Idiot." Grindelwald sneered, "You current Minister of Magic are a complete political idiot, and if it were me, not only would I not stop you, but I would have taken this opportunity to gain a reputation and strengthen your position."

"After all, there are very few natural politicians like you." Louis raised his juice glass to make a toast.

"You're a little fox too." Grindelwald seems to be enjoying the touting.

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The dragon daughter of the Lin family