Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Grindelwald did not arrive very quickly, which gave Voldemort and others enough time to prepare.

But this preparation time does not seem to be so abundant when Grindelwald's true form arrives.

After all, whether it is the God of Death or "Dumbledore", it is not enough to use this time to mobilize his own body to come.

"Follow the plan. As long as the memory core is not trapped, there is always a way to make a comeback."

"Dumbledore" was quite tolerant, and facing this situation, the God of Death could only nod helplessly and accept it.

The only one who found it unacceptable was Voldemort.

Compared with "Dumbledore" who does not belong to this world, and compared with Death who can carve out a new parallel world as his past, Voldemort is a native of this world.

If Grindelwald, the descendant of the true god, breaks this world, he will be the only one who suffers the most misfortune.

But when he looked at the other two, they turned their heads away in tacit agreement, and no one looked at him.

Guilt?

Maybe, but not a lot.

Having traveled in many parallel worlds for many years, the two of them probably would not be upset or sad about Voldemort's death.

Seeing this, Voldemort didn't say anything more, but he was thinking about how to break through and enter the evolutionary path of higher-dimensional life.

Only then can he take control of his own destiny and no longer be at the mercy of others.

But regarding this point, neither Death nor "Dumbledore" gave him a clear answer.

Opportunity, the god of death replied.

Find your heart, that's Dumbledore's answer.

Neither of these two answers had a clear direction, which made Voldemort troubled day and night.

However, time will not stop due to pressure or distress. Seeing that Grindelwald is showing more and more figures, it is time for everyone to set off.

This time, in addition to the God of Death and "Dumbledore", those participating in the battle were also Death Eaters from other worlds who traveled earlier than the God of Death.

Except for a few Death Eaters in this world who wanted to join the war, most of them had given up.

This is Voldemort's suggestion, including his own, and it shouldn't have much effect on this battlefield.

Except for those Death Eaters who have a higher pursuit of magic, there is little point in watching the battle at close range.

The reason why Voldemort wanted to go was to find an opportunity, or as "Dumbledore" said, to find his own heart.

Thinking about it, such a battle should be able to enlighten him.

With this mentality, Voldemort led a small number of Death Eaters and followed the wizards from another world led by Death and "Dumbledore".

Instead of using magic to teleport across continents, a group of people chose to use portkeys.

This surprised Voldemort. He originally thought that the God of Death would display some unusual magic, but it turned out not to be the case.

And when they arrived in Australia through the portkey, they immediately ran to the place where Grindelwald's body appeared, that is, directly below that location, a man was sitting there blankly.

It's Grindelwald, the Grindelwald of this world.

He was not surprised to see everyone, but his eyes wandered on "Dumbledore" for a long time.

"You came much later than I thought." Grindelwald stood there alone, looking at everyone and said.

"We don't need to be anxious, right?" "Dumbledore" took a step forward, "Where are those people who support you? Aren't they coming with you?"

"There's no need to let them die, right?" Grindelwald said, looking at the God of Death, "Are you the God of Death?"

Death nodded, but did not speak.

Grindelwald didn't say anything more about this. He just looked at the God of Death curiously, and then looked at Voldemort.

"This world may be destroyed. If that happens, please believe that that was not my intention. You have done better than I imagined, but it is just not enough."

Grindelwald's words sounded like an incomplete apology to Voldemort and the world.

There was even a bit of pride in this apology.

"Are you sure the other you will do better?" Voldemort ignored the apology and pride and just asked expressionlessly.

"Better?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "No, Voldemort, he is just stronger, but you have to know that with greater ability comes greater responsibility, so he should bear more responsibilities than me. "

"So, you don't hesitate to destroy the world you live in?" Voldemort's stern tone was full of resentment.

Most of the time, we hate traitors much more than our enemies and bystanders who have nothing to do with us.

"That is its fate, Voldemort. Although this is a self-comfort statement, you and I both understand that on the way to the goal, something must be abandoned, including life." Grindelwald defended.

"We are different, Mr. Grindelwald." Voldemort said coldly.

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Yes, we are different, we are indeed different." Grindelwald murmured, but did not say anything different.

But both people understand each other's differences.

Grindelwald is an idealist who has few selfish desires and will do anything for his ideals.

He used fire to burn selfish believers, and he also abandoned some companions for his ideals.

But Voldemort is different, he is more selfish than Grindelwald.

He wants eternal life, rights, and control of his own destiny.

At the same time, he will not tolerate selfish subordinates like Grindelwald.

On the contrary, he feels more at ease with such people, because people with shortcomings are easier to control.

Those defenders, on the other hand, always gave Voldemort a feeling of being untrustworthy.

And just when the conversation reached an impasse, Voldemort was silently thinking, and Grindelwald was waiting quietly, "Dumbledore" suddenly spoke.

"Gellert, are you prepared to sacrifice yourself in exchange for his coming?"

"Dumbledore's" words made most people stunned for a moment, and then they all looked at Grindelwald with doubts.

Grindelwald, who lowered his head and waited quietly for the arrival of himself in another world, slowly raised his head, revealing his eyes that exuded a fiery light.

He stood alone at the bottom of the center of the flame vortex, originally looking a little lonely.

But when his eyes bloomed with unusual light, no one cared that he was just a person anymore.

This quiet moment seemed to let him own the whole world.

"For the greater good, Albus, even if it means my life."

Grindelwald said sincerely, turned his raised right hand downwards, and bowed to everyone with great grace.

"I will do anything for this goal, you know that, Albus."

When he finished saying this and stood up slowly, his figure began to slowly turn into nothingness.

And before he completely dissipated, a sincere and happy smile bloomed on his face.

This is the last expression left to people by Grindelwald in this world.

He disappeared from this world, but people will continue to praise those words:

For the greater good.