"He's probably afraid you'll ask him why Dumbledore likes him." Owen spread his hands and said helplessly.

Not everyone can be happy to face Grindelwald.

That pressure is invisible.

Of course, it's more likely that Senior Newt is no longer willing to get involved in a husband's machinations.

He's stupid, and his brain can't play with them.

"Oh~ So who is Dumbledore's favorite wizard right now?" Suddenly, Grindelwald beside him asked briefly in an inexplicable tone.

"Of course it is—"

"Harry Potter!" Owen turned and pointed, "Sosta!" ”

At this time, Harry had already recovered from his initial ignorance.

Holding his wand tightly, he stared nervously ahead, and when he saw Owen looking back at him, he subconsciously waved his hand in response.

"Well, what a polite child!" The corners of Owen's mouth twitched, and he almost stopped Bengbu.

"Him?" Grandpa glanced at it and didn't say much.

The expression was the same, and he didn't seem to care about it.

"By the way, Grandpa, how did you get here?" Owen's voice shifted, trying to get a hand on Harry. "I remember Hogwarts was full of anti-illusion disillusionment charms!"

Owen would never have believed that Grindelwald would have known all the secret passages to Hogwarts like George and Fred.

How could I be the first demon king, how could I take the secret road and be such a humiliating place.

Besides, he doesn't seem to have been to Hogwarts before, so how could he know this.

...

Owen thought to himself.

But suddenly, when I thought about it, it wasn't right! His grandfather had been out there for years, and if he wanted to meet Dumbledore privately, he might still be able to sneak into Hogwarts through the secret tunnels!

Hiss –

On a moonlit night.

Grandpa and Grandma strolling along the edge of the Black Lake.

Perhaps, they will also talk about the stupid things they did in Godric's Hollow.

and, the various adventures experienced in the short time together.

The path covered with weeds was filled with the hearty laughter of the two.

And that breeze has also become romantic.

- It was wrapped in sorrow, blowing between the hair of the two.

At a certain moment, they are intertwined, like that lingering dream, once it falls, it can never be pulled out again.

Yo Yo ~~~

Knock knock!

I'm knocking, you guys are free.

"Hmph." Looking at Owen, whose pupils had diated and didn't know what he was thinking, a loving smile rose slightly on Grindelwald's cold face.

Immediately, I touched his head.

"I think you guessed that." He said.

"Guessed?" Owen, who came back to his senses, was slightly stunned, and his hands cleaned up his hairstyle again.

It's messed up again.

While scratching his head, while reminiscing about the memories, an inspiration struck him, and he suddenly thought of the box that was still intact under Avada.

"It's a portkey!"

Sure enough, that box was a portkey!

Wait—that's not right!

"How did you come in such a timely manner?"

This is not a novel, how can it stage the drama of the main corner is difficult, and the old one comes to the rescue at a critical moment.

Unless...

By the way, which Boggart is it!

His grandfather must have put some kind of warning spell on the boggart.

As long as it's dead, he can feel it.

After all, this is Hogwarts, and there are no accidents unless it happens, and except for the Professor, few young wizards have the ability to kill Boggart.

Wow puppet!

What a brilliant idea!

... If his grandfather hadn't used the Boggart to scare other wizards at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he wouldn't have believed it.

Ay! Wait - that's not what it means.

"Actually, you've been there a long time ago, and you've been in the dark just now?" He stared at his grandfather with gray eyes and some displeasure.

Knock! You can't learn anything from Dumbledore.

Is it that comfortable to sneak peeping?

"Want to see how much you've grown over the years." Grindelwald stared into Owen's gray eyes, which looked like jewels, and pulled him back in an instant.

"Uh-well." He said, "It's pretty sharp-tongued." ”

"Hehe, everywhere, this is all taught by Grandpa."

Ay! This is not a compliment on Owen, Grindelwald has been able to almost fool himself into the position of president of the federation by virtue of his mouth.

He just angrily criticized Voldemort for a few words, backwards, backwards.

The back wave is not as good as the front wave.

"Huh"

Speaking, one big and one small, two maverick guys, as if they were carved out of a mold.

Even the proud eyes in his eyes, the guy who is in the same vein.

They all laughed.

"Enough!" On the other end, the real Dark Lord, the most evil dark wizard of all time, the hairless ugly, and the precious object parasitic on others, Tom Voldemort Riddle, finally couldn't help it.

He frantically waved his wand.

Spells after spells came to Grindelwald.

"Maybe I've been silent for too long, and the wizard seems to have forgotten the horrors that belong to the Dark Lord!"

Seeing that his spell was broken by the man in front of him.

Mr. Riddle's face was a little gloomy again, and his whole body fell into an almost morbid rage.

Scarlet eyes, shooting bloodthirsty light.

OK！

It's time to enter the second stage.

Owen said silently in his heart.

Then his grandfather waved him behind him, and went up against Voldemort's spell.

"Grandpa come on(◍°∇°◍)ノ゙!!" Owen, who pushed to the side, shouted.

And behind him, a group of little wizards also slowly struggled out of the amazement they had just had just made for a cool old man.

"So handsome!" Hannah somehow picked up Owen's wand and cautiously walked up.

His eyes were full of admiration for a man who was so pleasing to the eye with his sharp movements, windbreaker dancing, mocking face, and even the battle.

"Of course, that's my grandfather."

"My grandfather, do you know!"

Owen took the wand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It's like a child who gets a treasure and shows it off everywhere.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he transformed the gravel on the tip of his toe into a large chess piece.

The black banner is embroidered with the silver symbol of the Three Sacred Vessels.

"Eliminate Dumbledore's tyranny! The world belongs to Grindelwald! Ahh!!h ”

Owen waved the flag in his hand high, and the screams in his mouth did not stop.

"Long live Grandpa! Grandpa L('ω')┘三└('ω')"The strongest! ”

"Long live the great Grindelwald! L('ω')┘三└('ω')」"

"Ah~~" he screamed like a little fan girl.

"Emperor Ge, Emperor Ge!"

"He's looking at me, he's looking at me, ahhhh

“...”

There might be something that would make Professor Dumbledore sad.

That's him Owen.

From the beginning, it was Grindelwald people through and through.