Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 374 Death Medal
"Contrary to you, Mr. Grindelwald, I used to be a withdrawn and impulsive person."

Grindelwald nodded, apparently he was no stranger to Voldemort's past.

"But there is no doubt that when facing Harry, I am a little... out of my mind."

"Do you believe in fate too much?" Grindelwald caught the point right away.

"Yes, at that time, I was driven mad by fate, thinking that killing Harry and Neville would give me everything."

Voldemort stared at the cane in a daze, and frowned, "I didn't realize that maybe someone was secretly influencing me until I heard what happened to you."

"Can you tell who passed it?" Grindelwald asked.

Voldemort frowned tightly, and the images of countless people kept rolling in his mind, but he couldn't stop.

"The Reticents, do you think they are the same as the Observers?" Voldemort asked suddenly.

"No, that's definitely not the case. The Silent Man has existed for a longer time." Grindelwald said firmly.

"Then I can't think of anyone, unless I think everyone is suspicious."

Voldemort gave up thinking, he didn't want to be drawn into a vortex of doubt.

"Look, this is the dilemma we are facing. The enemy hides too well." Grindelwald said with a sigh.

"They may also influence me through curses, I think this may be very..."

Voldemort tried to further eliminate doubts in his heart, so as to avoid distrust of everyone around him in the future.

But Grindelwald's eyes like a fool made him stop.

"Well, I can't find that person, if he really exists." Voldemort said somewhat dejectedly.

"What do you think what happened to you and me represents?" Grindelwald asked.

"Those who cut off the integration of rights and ideas, Grindelwald, you don't have to test me with such a simple question."

Voldemort tidied up the monocle and said, "Also, although I can't think of the person next to me, there is definitely something wrong with Lily Potter."

Grindelwald's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Do you think that spell..."

"An ancient spell full of 'love', was this invented just for me?" Voldemort asked with a look of disdain.

Grindelwald pondered, and his eyes grew brighter.

"Very likely, Voldemort, perhaps... no, definitely, the Observer must have helped Lily, and Lily may even have been the Observer herself."

He seemed even more excited than Voldemort, and perhaps he blamed this organization for his years of depression.

"Yes, but she is dead, which means little to us. Let's talk about the political legacy first, Mr. Grindelwald, this is my main purpose." Voldemort said.

"Okay, I have another question to ask you." Grindelwald said.

Voldemort nodded, motioning for him to ask a question.

"How can I make sure that your crooked eyes won't make the same mistake as before?" Grindelwald asked.

"Crooked?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

"Yes, you can see the essence, but you use it to seize power and pursue eternal life, instead of looking at the overall situation and looking at the future of the wizarding world..."

"You mean the Statute of Secrecy?" interrupted Voldemort and asked.

Grindelwald nodded, that's what he said.

In his view, breaking the laws of secrecy is the only way for wizards to be free and liberated.

Voldemort obviously understood what Grindelwald meant, but a different color flickered in his eyes.

"In fact, I was going to break this law and use that country in America as a test field, but..."

The more Voldemort spoke, the brighter the light in his eyes became.

"I suddenly felt that maybe the observers would appear again to stop me, just like they stopped you last time."

Grindelwald was taken aback by Voldemort's words.

He stood there in astonishment for a long time, and suddenly stood up excitedly—this caused Antonio, who had just sneaked up on him, to be thrown to the ground again.

"That's really one way we're going to get them out of the rat hole."

Grindelwald wandered around the room excitedly, and when passing by Antonio who was lying on the ground acting like a baby, he kicked excitedly.

"what……"

Antonio yelled and rolled out along the door, stumbling on the stairs all the way, and there was an echo of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping."

After walking out the door and watching Antonio fall to the farthest point, Grindelwald returned to the room.

At this moment, the excitement on his face was much less.

"The reason I'm against secrecy laws is because it makes us safe, and it does so in a way that makes us think we're safe."

Grindelwald's voice became heavy and infectious, which was clearly different from his previous hoarse voice.

"But in essence, the secrecy law just makes us cowardly, stop being prepared for danger, and just think this lowland is our happy place."

Voldemort nodded slowly, and he quite agreed with Grindelwald's idea.

"Perhaps, this secrecy law itself was created by that observer to weaken the wizarding world."

Grindelwald nodded fiercely after listening to Voldemort's words.

"If you look at it from this perspective, it's not impossible, it can even be said...very possible."

His gaze suddenly became fierce, and then he sat on the side of the bed in vain.

"It's a pity that I'm old. Even if I can use your magic to restore my youthful appearance, once my heart is old, I won't have the motivation to complete such a great cause."

Voldemort smiled and coughed lightly.

"you?"

Grindelwald, who raised his eyebrows and looked at Voldemort, was stunned for a moment, and then the light rose again in his eyes.

"If it is you, there is great hope, but you need to be more cautious, if you are just like me, or like you before..."

The nagging Grindelwald gradually became quieter.

Because he found that Voldemort was looking at him playfully.

"Yeah, you have experienced it once, and you will be cautious enough this time." Grindelwald said a little disappointed.

It could be seen that he wished that he was sitting across from him rather than Voldemort.

It's a pity that time makes people old, even if you have great ambitions, you can't stand the grinding of time.

"At this moment, Voldemort, I suddenly understand why you seek immortality."

Grindelwald finished with a wry smile, reaching out to grab his neck.

His hand seemed to have caught something in that void, and then he pulled it violently, and he took a black necklace with a pendant in his hand.

"The Medal of Death, take it, those people will come to help you."

Grindelwald spread out his right hand, and the necklace was drawn out.

A chain hung from his hand, and a pendant in the shape of the Deathly Hallows symbol dangled below.

Voldemort reached out to take it, but stopped halfway.

"Are those people trustworthy?"

Grindelwald was taken aback by this question. He thought for a moment and said, "Those who are not trustworthy should have already left."

But after saying this, he himself felt a little unbelievable.

"I'll make a list for you, Voldemort, and it will be a list of those who passed the Diefire test."

Grindelwald said confidently, "Trust me, those are trustworthy people."

(End of this chapter)