Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 171: Secretly Observing
Now there are three options before Klein.

The first one is to follow the trail and bring Gellert Grindelwald back by force, or more simply, to report directly to the Ministry of Magic.

The second one is to let Gellert Grindelwald stir up trouble outside and act as if nothing happened.

The third is to observe for a period of time before making a decision.

Scratching his eyebrows, Klein made his own judgment in a short time.

It would be easy to bring Gellert back, but Nurmengard is, after all, a place under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. His current energy is mainly focused on learning and improving his reputation, and it is impossible to watch here 24 hours a day.

If Gellert is allowed to let go, his achievements may be damaged, and the favorability of the magic world will be directly cleared.

Well, there seems to be only one way to go
"Secret observation~"

Klein smiled, having an idea in his mind.

With a flash of his figure, he directly "transformed" and left Nurmengard, leaving only Jadman in a daze.

About 3 minutes later, the hapless guard regained consciousness.

The blurred eyes regained focus, and the guard whose memory had been tampered with twice in one night couldn't help shivering, and clenched the wand in his hand.

"What's wrong with me?"

Judman glanced around, the dark environment made him feel a little uneasy.

"Forget it, let's go back to the lounge and sleep."

Muttering something in a low voice, the guard staggered back to the lounge.

In the only cell, the hunched figure remained silent, like a piece of wood about to rot.

"Paradise Street" underground palace.

Nagini, oh no, in order to distinguish it from the past, Nagini, who has changed her name, is very fond of the clothes on her body.

After becoming Lord Sauron's maid, she fell in love with her job even more.

Comfortable and comfortable.

Not so much killing, and no intrigue.

And through the crystal ball left by Lord Sauron, she can get almost everything she wants, including but not limited to snacks, drinks, newspapers, fashion magazines, and all kinds of popular gadgets
Compared with the past, the underground palace that is empty all the year round is simply a paradise!
"Hum hum hum~"

Humming an unknown tune, Nagini diligently wiped the already spotless furniture—she has already learned some simple cleaning magic, but in order to express her gratitude to Lord Sauron, she insisted on doing it herself .

"Ah~"

The opposite of Nagini's mentality is Tom.

The more he learns about secrets, the more uncertain he becomes.

He didn't know how to get rid of this uncomfortable state: the soul is not the soul, the memory is not the memory, and the thought body is not the thought body.

He even doubted his own existence!
"If I ask Sauron. No, Lord Sauron, can I get his help?"

The originally hidden ambition gradually smoothed out in the environment like a boiled eagle, and Tom found powerlessly that no matter how hard he tried, the result seemed to remain unchanged.

Without soul fragments, he would be nothing without the magic circle of this underground palace.

"call!"

Tom was looking at the ceiling worrying, suddenly, a strange flame burned in the room without warning.

There is only one person who can teleport in and out of the underground palace, and that is the Demon Lord Sauron!

Tom was startled, feeling the magic wave, and Nagini hurriedly put down the duster and rushed over.

Under the gaze of the two, a young man in a black suit and a red shirt stepped out of the flames.

"Lord Sauron!"

Facing the big man who can control their own destiny, the two bowed their heads deeply.

"Ah."

Klein greeted the two of them very accommodatingly, and took a look at Nagini, who was dressed as a maid, before waving his hand.

"You go out, Tom and I have something to talk about."

"Yes."

Nagini obediently left, as well-behaved as a harmless bunny.

"Looking for me alone?"

Tom's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Tom, what do you think this is?"

Ignoring Tom's expression, after Nagini left, Klein showed a relaxed smile, reached into his trouser pocket, and pulled out a translucent crystal shard as if by magic.

"This is!"

Feeling the inexplicable call, Tom's heart suddenly beat wildly—although, he didn't have a heart.

"Want it."

Like the whisper of the devil, the piece of Voldemort's soul that was taken from Nagini was flipping back and forth in Klein's hands.

"Do something for me, this soul fragment is your advance payment."

"Welcome back, Mr. Grindelwald!"

In a secret hall somewhere in Austria, more than a dozen male and female wizards and wizards in different costumes were staring at the topless old man frantically.

They breathe heavily and look respectful.

If they hadn't been reminded by Mr. Zod in advance, they couldn't help but want to worship at this time.

After 47 years, this organization finally welcomed back their leader, Gellert Grindelwald!

"My fellow citizens, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Like an old man who has gone for a walk for more than ten minutes and returned home, Gellert smiled gently.

Although he was blind in one eye, the good eye was full of joy from the heart.The corners of his shriveled mouth rose slightly, he paused, and gave a deep salute.

"Thank you for your selfless dedication, this is a rare thing, please accept my most sincere thanks, thank you."

To be honest, Gellert didn't act like the leader of the association trying to put wizards above the living at all, and he didn't have the fierce domineering when he burned Paris.

But the eyes of those wizards and wizards became even more fanatical, even revealing the determination and madness of being willing to die for each other.

"It's the same as before."

Behind Gellert, the old lame Zod sighed silently.

Although he behaved normally and his eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest, the voice in his heart could deceive others, but not himself.

He knew that this heart, which had been silent for more than 40 years, began to beat in a real sense for the first time.

This feeling.
What a nostalgia.

"Great goals always require all kinds of hardships to achieve.

Falling from the kingdom of God in the sky to the abyss, we were like rats in the sewer, hiding silently for 47 years. "

Gellert continued, spreading his hands.

"Our ideals are different from the majority, which is not a shame, because the truth is always in the hands of the few.

So my brothers are you ready, ready to write history as he was meant to be written once again.

Even, the cost is beyond imagination. "

"Fate is like a wall, we are the pioneers to break the wall!"

Those fanatics shouted frantically.

Their eyes were red and they held up their hands.

"All for the greater good!"

Gellert laughed too, repeating silently.

"Everything, for the greater good."

(End of this chapter)