Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 183 Which one

"Master Sauron's will is above all else, you definitely don't want him to come here in person."

Tom's words were flat.

But if it fell into the ears of old Zod, it was a naked threat!
That's right, his identity is no longer a secret, and their "saints" don't seem to be a big deal in the eyes of "Devil Lord Sauron".

People are knives, I am fish.

Is this the helplessness of being a weak person?
The hand with age spots firmly held the wand, hesitated for a long time, but failed to make up his mind. Old Zod's breathing couldn't help but heavy, his whole body seemed to be just fished out of the water, drenched in sweat Half worn linen shirt.

Sauron, Sauron, Sauron.

A vicious lunatic!
That person didn't even show up, and just sent an attendant to put a mountain of pressure on him and their "saints".

"Well, how about my proposal?"

Behind Tom is Sauron, naturally acting confident.

And according to his observation, that bad old man also seems to understand what the "devil king" represents, and in this invisible game, he has almost no chance of losing.

"Oh, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Old Zod gritted his teeth and made up his mind that he would never bring Sauron's envoy to the leader of Grindelwald.

These "saints" finally saw hope, and he couldn't let this hope die in his own hands!
"It's really stubborn, Mr. Zod, I have emphasized many times, I have no malicious intentions."

Tom was growing impatient.

Taking a step forward, he narrowed his eyes, like a poisonous snake about to attack.

"Can your attitude represent Mr. Grindelwald? Can I judge in this way that the "Saints" are going to fight the "Death Bloom"?"

Pulling the tiger's skin to make a big banner, this little trick is almost a natural talent in Tom's bones.

Although he is not the boss now, it doesn't mean that he can't use the power of the boss to pretend to be a tiger.

"Young man, I don't understand what you're talking about, what "saints", what Grindelwald, I don't know anything."

Taking a few steps back calmly, Old Zod smiled and quietly retreated to a specific area in the room - this is the "back door" of this temporary stronghold, and he can easily leave with just a blink of an eye. Appeared thousands of miles away.

"It seems that my face is still not enough."

Laughing at himself, Tom suddenly withdrew his aura and waved at Old Zod.

"If that's the case, then I won't bother."

It was not his fault that the task was difficult to complete, everything was done according to Lord Sauron's orders.What caused the current situation is the other party's ignorance of flattery.

With a slight salute, Tom turned around and left without thinking, because he didn't want to stay in this crappy house for another second.

Now, it was Zod's turn to be stunned.

This is not what he imagined!
"and many more."

At this moment, a third voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Old Zod's face changed, but Tom showed a thoughtful look.

With a sound of "whoosh", a figure appeared out of thin air—it was an old man in his dying years, he was dressed cleanly, but he couldn't hide the feeling of weakness on his body.

"Gellert Grindelwald?"

Tom blinked and asked tentatively.

The bald old man nodded with a smile and offered his hand.

"Hello, young man, I'm Gellert Grindelwald."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Tom's expression changed slightly.

Now, his knowledge is not limited to the memory residues in the diary. In the underground palace on "Paradise Street", he has made up a lot of books about magic and the history of magic.

Gellert Grindelwald, the original Dark Lord, a powerful wizard more terrifying than the original Voldemort, almost swept across the entire Europe and most of the Americas!
Now actually
Became like this?
Looking at the kind-hearted old man in front of him, Tom was shocked. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so outsiders could not see his expression clearly.

"Hello, Mr. Grindelwald, I bring the respectful greetings from my master Sauron."

Shaking that thin hand, Tom smiled.

"Thank you so much."

I was surprised that Tom's body temperature was so low that he didn't seem to be alive, but Gellert still didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand with his usual expression.

"Come on, please take a seat."

There were two low sofas in the small room, and Gellert and Tom each sat on one of them.

Old Zod took a look and walked out of the room silently.

"Please forgive my friend for being rude to you. He is a good man, but sometimes he doesn't know how to adapt."

Looking at the back of the old Zod leaving, Gellert took the initiative to speak.

After a pause, he crossed his fingers and leaned forward slightly.

"Then, when Sauron came to me, it must be more than just greeting."

"about this point."

Tom shrugged.

"I don't know either, he just asked me to come over and chat with you casually."

"Oh?"

After hearing this answer, Gellert narrowed his eyes.

Although he appeared calm, the storm in his heart was not much smaller than that of Zod.

Leaving from Nurmengard is an absolute secret. They did it so cleanly that it is impossible for others to know!

How did Sauron get the news?
Is it
Are there ghosts in the "saints"?

Thinking of the three or two big cats and kittens in his organization, Getler couldn't help laughing.

If even such a small organization that should have disappeared in the dust of history had Sauron's internal support, then Sauron is not just a "demon king" now.

He should be the emperor of the magic world!

So is it other means, magic prophecy, or instinctive perception?
Geez, what a scary guy.

Gellert changed to a more comfortable position and leaned on the low sofa, and spoke quite casually.

"Just chatting?"

"Just chatting."

Not to mention Gellert, even Tom felt strange when he received this task.

It's not that this task is difficult, but it's too simple. It's so simple that anyone can go there. There's no need to send him here.

You know, Lord Sauron specially collected a fragment of Voldemort's soul (in fact, he didn't have one) in order to allow him to move around outside!

"Oh, let's talk, tell me, what kind of person is Sauron?"

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, Gellert is a person who can hold his breath.

Since we can't figure out the other party's plan for the time being, we can chat casually as the other party wishes, and maybe we can get some special information.

"What kind of person is Lord Sauron?"

Tom thought about the question carefully.

"He is the great lord, the master of the Deathly Hallows, the spy of the real world, the guardian of the dark wizard, and the unrivaled demon king!"

"Ok?"

Gellert didn't respond to the other titles, only when he heard "Deathly Hallows Master", his face changed.

"Deathly Hallows?"

The old man couldn't help frowning.

"which one?"

Tom smiled and replied very positively.

"Everything."

(End of this chapter)