Exchange student at Hogwarts

Dumbledore waved his wand and transformed the tables and chairs that the three of them had used just now into two beds. He slowly floated Greenwald and Zhang Chen onto the beds.

The reality is really ironic that he and the big devil have become brothers in the same dormitory.

"This move of yours can only be used as a sneak attack. Hey, now that I know about it, it will be useless in the future. My kid, you are still a little green. You have to hide this trick." Greenwald obviously did the same. He had practiced some magic to strengthen his body. His body was suspended above the bed. Magic particles gathered around him and he was slowly repairing the injuries sustained by Zhang Chen.

"If I need to hide something from Professor Dumbledore's friends, then who can I trust? It is estimated that I will not be able to return to Kunlun alive in the end." Zhang Chen sang praises to Dumbledore, "Let's talk about your... A small request that is not too much is worth much more than what I can hide, and I can still handle it."

"Tell me, boy, what do you like about me? I have long seen that your boy has no good intentions and has done a lot of homework." Greenwald was able to move freely at this time, and Zhang Chen simply took care of his appearance. The crack is almost repaired.

"How about we get some food first? Big Demon King, there should be a goblin waiter who will prepare food for you. At least I can recover faster if I eat something." Zhang Chen looked around, obviously wanting to take this opportunity. Save it for later.

"I'm being imprisoned, you think I'm on vacation here," Greenwald said angrily.

"Damn, you don't want us to cook for ourselves?" Zhang Chen suddenly thought of a serious problem.

"The freezing magic has been solidified in the basement. There are a year's worth of ingredients stored in it. I used to make them myself. When you come here, you make it. I'm not picky about food, just one meat, one vegetable and one soup." Greenwald smiled. He took out his wand and pointed it at Zhang Chen. A large amount of magic power surged into Zhang Chen's body, helping him repair the wounds on his physical body and more than doubling Zhang Chen's recovery speed.

"You have a good idea, but be careful that the rice I cook will kill you."

"..."

"It seems that you two have similar personalities. Get along well. There are still many things to deal with at Hogwarts, so I will go back first. I will pick you up in seven days, Zhang." Dumbledore saw that the two of them were getting along well and revealed An expression that said I was finally relieved.

"Old Deng is gone, let's have a frank chat." Zhang Chen acted like I already knew all your plans, and wanted to try to trick Greenwald.

Greenwald no longer pretended to be weak, and waved his hand to summon a high-backed chair. He looked down at Zhang Chen from above like the mastermind behind the scenes: "Boy, are you a little too self-righteous?"

"So you weren't injured from the beginning, right? I knew you weren't that simple. You weren't just faking it when you lost to Dumbledore in the duel."

"You underestimate him too much. He and I are evenly matched, but in the end I got tired of it. Everyone in the world can be my enemy, but he is the only one I can't attack." Greenwald was surprisingly candid.

"What insights have you gained from observing the human world on this high tower for hundreds of years?" Zhang Chen kept changing the angle of the question.

"Don't play these tricks. I know psychology too." Greenwald didn't give him a chance.

Zhang Chen reluctantly stood up, put his legs in a cross-legged position, and decided to have a showdown with Greenwald: "I think the death power thing is your handiwork. I want to know what you want."

"There's no good in knowing too much, kid. Why don't you tell me what you want, and I'll see if I can give it to you." Greenwald turned the tables.

You are so arrogant. You deserve to be killed by Voldemort later. There is something wrong with Voldemort being able to kill him so easily given his strength. At this time, Zhang Chen had determined that it was impossible for him and Grindelwald to let down their guard against each other. No wonder Dumbledore was so confident about leaving him alone here. This old guy was so incompetent that Zhang Chen couldn't do it on his own. Done.

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Please teach me wandless casting and silent casting. How about this simple request?"

"The simpler the request, the more simple the request proves that you have given up the intention of cooperating with me. Today's children are really worse than the previous generation, and they cannot withstand any setbacks." Greenwald's words aroused Zhang Chen's hope again. It turned out to be the Dark Lord. , there are endless ways to control people's hearts, and they are readily available.

"Old man, what on earth do you want to do? You're going up and down so much that I'm about to have a heart attack. Let's put it this way, I hope that I and the people I care about will be healthy and safe in the past few years as an exchange at Hogwarts. , my strength has grown steadily and I have achieved the gains I deserve, how about this wish?" Zhang Chen let go of his unrealistic hopes for the future and answered Greenwald's question honestly.

"Actually, you have some guesses about what I am going to do. Why don't you come and listen?" Greenwald suddenly changed the topic again, completely grasping the rhythm of the conversation.

"So many people died in World War II. The authority of the God of Death should have accumulated enough power long ago. Why hasn't it been born yet?" Zhang Chen was unwilling to be completely at a disadvantage and began to struggle in the cobwebs.

"Oh, tell me"

"Let me tell you, the authority has already been born. It's just that the person who owns it doesn't want to make it public and has to find a suitable scapegoat." Zhang Chen boldly expressed his guess: "Is the authority already in your hands? Are you I don’t want to share power with Dumbledore and let Voldemort take the blame.”

"Hahahahahaha, ahhahahahaha" Greenwald couldn't stop laughing after hearing Zhang Chen's guess. He burst into tears from laughing and couldn't stop it for a long time. "Although I missed it, it's not far off. I've been planning for half a life, but you, a little kid, can easily spot it. Hey, it seems I'm really old."

"So my biggest hope is that you won't bother. Voldemort's resurrection plan also includes your help. It's almost done. If Voldemort is killed, wouldn't it be over if you and Dumbledore go to sleep together as soon as possible?" Zhang Chen smiled bitterly. Look at Greenwald.

"No, no, no, you don't understand. Once something starts, it can never stop. Besides, if I can directly absorb the power of the God of Death, do I still need your reminder?"

"It seems that there are other things going on inside. I guess you won't tell me. That's fine. I won't ask. If you can teach me how to cast wandless and silent spells, I'll keep it secret for you." His face was helpless. He knew in his heart that his guess was still far from the truth, or at least he had not understood some key points. Greenwald's 70% accuracy was completely deceiving him. He was indeed an old fox and left no flaws. .