Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 508 That Person

"That person, he appeared."

In the dark room, the prostrate person said excitedly.

"Oh?"

The person lying on the simple bed got up like a corpse.

The man's eyes widened, and he looked at the creeping figure illuminated by the moonlight coming in through the skylight.

"Are you sure, that person can move the curtain?"

The trembling voice was hoarse and deep, and the excitement was almost uncontrollable.

"Sure, sir, my subordinates saw that curtain appear there with their own eyes, and that person summoned a different dementor from it." The crawling man replied immediately.

"It's Hodl, so he was born here."

The figure sitting cross-legged on the bed leaned on his chin with one hand, scratching his beard intentionally or unintentionally.

A pair of big eyes are spinning continuously, as if they are doing endless calculations.

"Sir, do you need me to mobilize the army to destroy him?"

The prostrate man raised his head slightly, revealing his crescent-shaped face.

He is the director of SI[-], no one would have thought that he would kneel down in front of others in such a humble way.

"No, that won't kill him."

The person sitting on the bed waved his hand, then sneered, "Charles, don't have such thoughts anymore, it will be very dangerous.

"I told you, that person cannot be killed."

While saying this, he slowly spread his bare feet and stepped on the ground.

But before he stood up, an ugly crab-like creature suddenly appeared in the corner of the room, and quickly crawled over, trying to climb onto him along his trouser legs.

"Go away, Antonio, I don't have time for you."

The man growled and kicked the ugly Antonio.

Antonio flew up in an instant, and drew an elegant arc, cleverly bypassed the fence on the skylight, and fell out of the room.

At the same time, this person also came to Charles, the chief of MI[-].

The moonlight finally shone on his face, showing his face completely.

It was Grindelwald. He looked much older than a few years ago, but his eyes were still piercing, and he gave off a sinister feeling.

"Don't make too much movement, Charles, we need to be more calm."

He reached out and patted Charles on the shoulder, and continued to take two steps forward, "Since I am one step ahead of him, he will lose the wind. Next is the battle between me and him."

Grindelwald's voice became smaller and smaller, and what he said later seemed not to be talking to Charles, but more like talking to himself.

"Is there anything I can do, sir?" Charles asked, turning his head.

"A ceremony is required, Charles, but before that, you will tell me what your subordinates have seen."

Grindelwald turned back to the bed and resumed his lazy posture, sitting on the bed against the wall.

"It was a daily hunt, sir, and it was a successful hunt, until a missile blew Bella off the incomplete Hogwarts tower, and he suddenly..."

"Bella." Grindelwald interrupted suddenly, "She hasn't awakened yet, it seems that this time is really early, don't worry about me, Charles, continue talking."

"Okay, that person suddenly appeared to save Bella and shouted to stop, but my subordinates didn't want to end it, so they tried him..."

"Wait, describe his appearance in detail." Grindelwald interrupted.

"The appearance...it is said to be a phantom-like figure made of a strange black color. Its appearance is close to Voldemort's and has no other characteristics." Charles said thoughtfully.

"No other features."

Grindelwald frowned and murmured, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't say what he was thinking, but just waved his hand to signal Charles to continue.

"My subordinates did not agree to his request for a truce, which caused him to summon the Veil, and from the Veil..."

"The pattern of the curtain, Charles." Grindelwald interrupted again.

"Drapery...an ancient archway propped up out of thin air, looking tattered, with a black, fluttering drapery hanging from it, that's all."

"Is there any special sign on the arch?"

"Special sign...he only said that the arch is very old, specifically..."

"It's a logo that can be noticed at a glance, is there?"

"No, if you can notice it at a glance, he won't just use the old description."

Grindelwald nodded, twitching the beard on his chin and whispering: "The initial state without any logo, it seems to be very forward, Charles, go on."

"Yes."

Charles nodded and continued to describe the scene at that time.

Grindelwald nodded or interrupted from time to time, and occasionally murmured something Charles couldn't understand.

But he obviously didn't have the idea of ​​explaining to Charles, it should just be a habit of his.

"Sir Gump, Minister of Mysteries, yes, he knew his ancestors very well."

When Sir Gamp appeared on the stage, he clapped his hands in rare excitement and said, "It should be here. I finally found it, old friend. I finally have a reason to avenge you."

Grindelwald raised his head while speaking, and looked at an oil painting hanging above the door opposite the bed.

The background of the oil painting is the collapsed Hogwarts, and the central subject is a seriously injured phoenix with white feathers.

"Go on, Charles, don't miss any details, tell me all about it."

Looking away, Grindelwald said excitedly again.

Charles nodded and continued talking.

In fact, there is no more important information next, at least after the previous evidence appeared, Grindelwald no longer needs to continue listening.

But he still listens carefully and digs into all the details.

"It's different, it's different, he's still a little different."

Grindelwald murmured, with a rare serious expression on his face.

"Is there a problem, sir?" Charles asked suspiciously.

"No, Charles, you have done a good job, let everything continue, don't think about my ideas, just do things according to your own thinking."

Grindelwald waved to him, then fell into thought again.

The cell was silent for a long time, and Grindelwald woke up from his contemplation until Antonio, who had been kicked out, crawled back again.

"Wizards will have it all, Charles, not just here, we have a bright future and you're doing a great job, you're on the right track."

Giving up thinking, Grindelwald began to charm his followers.

It has to be said that a very simple sentence, uttered from his mouth, has a different charm.

Charles bowed excitedly, patted his chest and said, "For a brighter future, sir, I am willing to give everything."

The ugly Antonio looked at all this suspiciously, as if he felt that the person in front of him was a little unreasonable.

But Grindelwald seemed to be used to this, he got up and came to Charles, and gently helped him up.

"It's my honor to be able to walk on the same path with you." Grindelwald said with a spring-like smile.

"It's also my honor, sir." Charles said excitedly again.

(End of this chapter)