abnormal hogwarts

Grindelwald fiddled with the metal pendant composed of triangles, circles and a vertical line in his hand, and spoke slowly:

"You also know about my relationship with Albus, right?"

Not only know it, but understand it well.

Albert nodded, "Yes. Back then, you came together to pursue greater interests."

"Yeah, for the greater good."

Grindelwald repeated Albert's words.

There was an obvious trace of reminiscence in his eyes: "When we were young, Albus and I also pursued the so-called three Deathly Hallows."

In the pendant in Grindelwald's hand, the vertical line represents the Elder Wand, the circle represents the Resurrection Stone, and the triangle represents the Invisibility Cloak.

The three together are the symbol of the Deathly Hallows.

"However, we discovered that it was just a scam. The idea that mastering three Deathly Hallows can make you the master of Death is all fake." Grindelwald said slowly.

"fake?"

"It is true that the Deathly Hallows exists, and the Elder Wand is in Albus's hand now. There is also the Resurrection Stone..."

Grindelwald suddenly sat up straight: "You have used the Resurrection Stone to resurrect the dead, right?"

Albert's fingers unconsciously rubbed the armrests of the chair. Why did he feel that he had no privacy at all in front of Grindelwald? This old guy had shown extraordinary prophecy in the original work.

But what Albert didn't expect was that Grindelwald could even see him resurrecting Lily?

As if he had read Albert's mind, Grindelwald continued:

"My eyes have given me the ability to predict far beyond ordinary people, but I cannot see everything clearly. When you interrupted the connection between the souls of the dead and the underworld, you have violated the authority of death. I broke the rules and the movement was really too loud, so I just saw it.”

Is that so?

Albert was dubious.

He prefers that the old man install surveillance in his home.

But the top priority now is...

"What's going on with the Deathly Hallows thing?"

"Having collected three sacred artifacts, you cannot control death, nor can you become the master of Death. These extremely powerful artifacts are actually marks. Those who are marked will have their souls taken away by Death."

"What did Death do with their souls?"

Albert frowned slightly. According to legend, the third of the three Peverell brothers received an invisibility cloak that could avoid death.

But he ultimately failed to escape death. The moment he took off the invisibility cloak, death took his life.

"I do not know either."

Don't you know you're still here with me?

"Although I don't know what his purpose is, his plot is definitely not small. Over thousands of years, countless powerful wizards have had their souls taken away by him in the Deathly Hallows scam. I have a hunch. , the future will definitely not be peaceful.”

For powerful wizards like Grindelwald, their premonitions are usually terrifyingly accurate.

Since he said this, it means that something terrible will happen in the future.

Grindelwald sighed, "Only you can fight him."

"You went to Godric's Hollow specifically and kidnapped me just to let me deal with him?"

Albert was speechless. Even if Grindelwald didn't say anything about this kind of thing, he would not allow anyone other than him to do things that would endanger the magical world.

That's right, no one can mess around in the magic world except him.

Old double standard dog.

"No, I still want you to lead the Saints."

Albert almost choked on his own saliva, "What did you say!?"

Grindelwald glared at Albert with some dissatisfaction, looking so startled. How on earth did he become a powerful wizard like The Next?

Albert quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Although I don't know why you asked me to take your place, I know that there is no free lunch in this world. Tell me, what will it cost me?"

Grindelwald suddenly smiled, with a strange light shining in his strange eyes: "The price? Does it count if you sacrificed yourself in the battle with the God of Death?"

"Just that?"

Grindelwald nodded, "Yes."

"I will not lose to him, nor will I die."

Albert was decisive.

Things couldn't be that simple. Albert knew that Grindelwald definitely had something to hide from him, but when it came to the meat of his mouth, he didn't get it for nothing, so he just had to agree first.

As for the loyalty of the Saints?

Albert didn't expect them to have any loyalty to a young boy like him, and he didn't think his personality charm could compare to Grindelwald, who had been causing trouble in Europe for decades.

But none of that matters.

As long as he is strong enough, Albert will not worry about not having followers.

Moreover, is the existence of contract magic just a decoration?

"Well, I have nothing to do with you now."

Grindelwald stood up from his chair and walked towards the door.

"Is everything okay? No need to meet your followers, show off or something?"

Albert dug into his pocket, "By the way, you haven't returned the wand to me yet?"

"You still need something like a wand?"

Grindelwald used the flying spell to summon Albert's applewood wand from somewhere and threw it to him.

"You still want to show off in front of my followers? I don't know how you will die later." The tone of the Daimeme Dark Lord was a little funny.

Well...if they were the earliest followers, they must be at least 80 years old now.

The vision and strength of these people are not comparable to those dirty dark wizards in Knockturn Alley. If it were Knockturn Alley, Albert would have the confidence to take the rock cakes and long bread made by Hagrid from the alley. The head was chopped off to the end of the alley.

But for the saints under the previous generation, if they were their descendants, then Albert would hang them up and beat them properly.

If it's the first batch of Saints, even if it's one-on-one...

Albert felt that it was better for him to be a good boy who respected the elderly and loved the young.

"So, can I go back? Goodbye, old man!"

Albert took a step forward and planned to step into the mirror dimension. A belt wrapped around his waist and pulled him back.

"Go back? Is it so easy to leave the Demon King's lair?"

Grindelwald smiled like a hundred-year-old naughty boy.

If he was looking for Albert just to say this, there was no need to go to all this trouble.

"I said, just because I have nothing to do with you for now, doesn't mean I won't have anything to do with you later."

Grindelwald stretched out his finger and hooked it, and the Eye of Agamotto hanging around Albert's neck flew out.

That's enough. He obviously didn't leak the secret. How come Dumbledore and Grindelwald, one or two, knew that he had mastered the magic of time?

Albert was very helpless.

My future self will definitely have to bear this blame.

"Is there anything you need my help with? Let's talk about it first. You can't tamper with the timeline at will, and if it's too difficult, I may not be able to do it."