And when this blueprint is discussed clearly by both sides, how to implement it becomes an urgent problem.

This has again become the focus of discussion between the two sides.

In a trance, Carl felt as if he saw two talented young men with ideals and great ambitions and a desire to change the world.

They are impassioned, they are scolding, their faces are red, and they hope that this world will be a better place.

"We fight to rule for the greater good." Karl's gaze swept away from the words.

He had seen this phrase in Dumbledore's sources, but it was not Dumbledore's utterance, but a slogan that Grindelwald had proposed, and it is said to be engraved above the entrance to Newmondgard to this day.

Bathilda stopped, and it was night.

She put the letters and photographs away.

"But why didn't Dumbledore end up with Grindelwald?"

Bathilda looked at Karl, who couldn't help but ask questions, and smiled: "I don't know, this is the last thing I know: Gatler suddenly came back that day, he looked depressed, and told me that he wanted to go home tomorrow, so I got a portkey, and then I never saw him again." ”

"The next day, I received sad news that Alilina had died, and I thought that might be the cause of the incident. She is Albus's younger sister, a very cute little girl, but her body is a little weak. Albus had his nose broken at this funeral by his brother Aberforth. ”

"Have you seen Dumbledore's portrait now? That crooked nose was beaten by Aberforth at the time, and I asked Albus to heal him, but unfortunately he firmly disagreed. ”

"That's all I know, and I'm glad I'm the first narrator of your history." Bathilda got up and asked, "Stay for dinner." ”

Polo put away the parchment and copies of the letters with satisfaction, shook his head, and said, "No, Bathilda, we have somewhere to go." Thank you for your contribution to this history, and as a start, your story is wonderful. ”

He paused and said, "According to my investigation, Mr. Scamander had a lot of involvement in the next five years, and although he denied it, I think I would find a way to get him to speak." ”

Bathilda was pleased with Polo's persistence, and she once again kept the two for dinner.

But Polo refused.

"She's too old." Waiting to leave Bathilda's home, Polo sighed, "Her soul is rotting, and in less than two years, there will be only a shell left." ”

There was no doubt that such a soul was of little value, so Polo did not want to stay at all.

Carl was still reflecting on what he had just heard: the argument between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was still affecting him.

Walking to a place where no one was around, Polo grabbed Karl's arm.

"Close your eyes."

When Karl opened his eyes again, there was a dense forest in front of him.

This time the vertigo was stronger than the last, which seemed to suggest that they had gone further afield.

"Where is this?" Carl rubbed his temples, hoping to ease the vertigo.

"Albania." Polo looked not far away, where there was the glory of human civilization, "Let's go get something to eat first." ”

"Speaking of which, what are you taking me to Bathilda for?" Carl asked.

"What do you think of today's story?"

"Pretty ······" Carl couldn't think of a fitting word to describe it, "Subversive." ”

"It's not a disruption, it's an unexpected surprise." "I first set my sights on her because I was in Eastern Europe and I accidentally learned that this was Grindelwald's aunt. ”

Karl frowned: "You have a crush on Grindelwald's soul?" ”

"Yes, but it's hard, but after my visit today, I feel some hope—but not much, he's voluntarily imprisoned in Newmengard, so theoretically he should be disheartened by now." Polo said, "So I need your help." ”

"Me?" Karl wondered.

"The devil is not a demon, and we can only make the owner voluntarily give his soul by signing a contract."

Polo walked with Karl towards the place of the light: "Of all the people who have signed contracts in this world at the moment, you are the most likely to have these souls in three or five years. ”

Karl noticed that Polo used the word "these", and he raised an eyebrow and did not speak.

"You can do it yourself." Karl said deliberately, "I think you're better than Dumbledore." ”

Polo stopped and looked at Carl with a smirk.

"You're testing me, Carl."

Kalmer was silent. He couldn't answer "no" and had to remain silent.

Polo didn't mind Carl's temptation: "Hattings said that you have grown a lot, and now it seems that this is true, if it was two years ago, you would not have asked such a question." ”

After a pause, Polo continued: "My strength comes from the contract, and it is the contract that gives me strength, so are you satisfied?" ”

He deliberately didn't explain what that meant, just stared at Carl.

Karl pondered for a while: "Then can I say that you can't use power on ordinary people?" ”

"If not, how can I use my strength to convince them that I can do what they want?" Polo scoffed.

Karl closed his eyes again, and after a long time, he opened them and affirmed, "So, it's not that you can't hurt people outside the contract, but ······ That's right! Your strength is not as strong as you appear. ”

Polo nodded in surprise: "You are indeed smarter than I thought. ”

"In this world, I only have one strength, not weak, but not strong. But I can borrow a lot of power from my own ontology with the help of a contract to fulfill it, depending on how much the contract is worth. ”

"That's why there is a record of exorcising the devil."

Carl once flipped through some books in the Hogwarts library, some books about the devil.

In those books, there is no shortage of records of the defeat and expulsion of the devil.

He thought that those "devils" were not "devils" like Polo, but maybe they were just some magical creatures in this world. But according to Polo's words, he probably understands.

"Your worth is worth a lot of effort from me, that's why I look so strong — it's actually good for you." Polo said, "I'll teach you well for the next while, and if you're willing to help me get Grindelwald's soul in the future, I can also give you some benefits now." ”

His voice suddenly became seductive: "Quite a bonus, like some powerful magic? ”

"The souls of my parents?" Carl's heart moved, compared to Voldemort, the older and imprisoned Grindelwald was undoubtedly less risky.

"That's already been traded to you by me." Polo said slyly.

"What is the knowledge of how my parents were resurrected?"

"That one Grindelwald isn't enough."

One Grindelwald isn't enough?! Karl was a little surprised.

He had no interest in Grindelwald anymore and changed the subject: "This is the contract you want to modify with me?" ”

This time it was Polo's turn to speak, and he pointed to the tavern that appeared in front of him.

"Now let's go eat."