Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

Alexis didn't go back to Hogwarts, he had to meet someone.Rather, he was there to deliver a message.

The letters were stolen from Nurmengard. He had seen Grindelwald holding these letters in his arms several times and preparing to give them to him, but for some reason, he did not do so when parting.

So Alexis decided to help Grindelwald.

There were more than a dozen letters in total, and the envelopes were yellowed. After being in a ghost place like Nurmengard for a long time, the letter paper would become uneven, like a face burned by fire.

Alexis pulled out a letter from a stack of letters and quickly followed the address to the slums, stopping in front of a courtyard with a yard of grass as tall as a person.

"Is anyone home?"

Alexis stood on tiptoes and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Even for a tall man like him, he had to put his feet on his feet to ensure that his master could find him after his eyes passed over the grass.

The courtyard was quiet and there was no echo.

Alexis glanced down.

The owner of this house should be named Claire.

"Claire?" Alexis called again. "Are you still there? I am the messenger from Nurmengard, I-"

Before Alexis could finish his sentence, a warning sign appeared in his heart. He swallowed the rest of the sentence with a grunt and squatted down.

hum-

A metallic buzzing sound flashed by, and the grass in front of him that was as tall as a person was cut in half, revealing a neat road.

At the end of the road, there was a stooped old man with several dirty gray cloth strips hanging on his body. He was thin and had clear rib marks exposed in the gaps between the cloth strips.

The old man was holding on to the wall with one hand and holding a wand in the other, breathing heavily.

Obviously, the spell just now almost drained him dry.

Alexis doesn't have the concept of respecting the elderly and caring for the young. What Grindelwald taught him since he was a child is that if anyone dares to draw a wand on him, he should get down first!

So, Alexis also pulled out her wand and stared at the old man warily.

Unless there is an emergency, a battle between strange wizards will usually be based on testing at the beginning.

Each wizard has a different fighting style. Only by understanding the opponent's style and trying your best to hide your own style can you kill the enemy while avoiding your own casualties to the greatest extent.

This is what Grindelwald taught him, and he always remembers it.

"Ministry of Magic lackey!"

The old man finally regained his breath. He roared, and a green light flashed from the tip of his wand.

Alexis concentrated on it. At this moment, the hairs on his back stood up, and the alarm bells rang in his mind. He smelled the smell of death.

The familiar feeling made Alexis' mind go blank, and he almost instinctively released a spell.

"Avatar, Kodala"

The old man's old voice sounded, and at the same time, there was a snapping sound in the air. Alexis finally released the Apparition almost when the Death Curse came to him.

His body disappeared from the spot and appeared in a mess in the grass where his head had been cut off. He rolled on the spot, shook the wand in his hand, and came to the old man.

"do not move!"

Alexis' hands and feet were cold, and she growled in a hoarse voice.

His wand was pressed against the old man's chin, threatening to kill him at any moment.

"traitor!"

The old man did not obey Alexis's order. He was trembling and roaring, spitting and spitting in Alexis' face.

"You traitors!"

"You have betrayed the honor of wizards!"

"He actually got along with those mudbloods!"

"You are a disgrace to wizards!"

"kill me!"

"come!"

The old man yelled, and a series of emotional roars drained his energy, causing his full emotions to drop, and he began to breathe heavily again.

Alexis frowned and fished out the letter.

"Are you Claire?"

"Do you know Grindelwald?"

"This is Grindelwald's letter to you."

Claire's emotional and fancy curses stopped suddenly, like a duck being strangled by the neck. His eyes widened and he looked at Alexis in disbelief. Then he thought of something and his eyes suddenly turned red.

blah blah blah!

The wand fell to the ground. Claire took the envelope tremblingly and wanted to open it, but due to excessive excitement, her hands no longer obeyed.

Alexis stretched out his hand to help, but Claire dodged it. The old man glared at Alexis fiercely and reprimanded him in a pious and almost crazy tone.

"Lord Grindelwald wrote this to me!"

Alexis curled her lips, still holding her wand against Claire, waiting for Claire to finish reading the letter.

After countless failures, Claire finally opened the envelope, held the letter tremblingly, and read it obsessively.

He was as careful as a most devout pilgrim holding a sacred object given by the gods.

Alexis glanced curiously, Claire noticed, and immediately turned her back, blocking Alexis's prying eyes with her body.

This annoyed Alexis.

Isn't it the letter written by Grindelwald?

He also taught me how to cast spells step by step, do you have it?

I even peed all over him, have you?

snort!

From the quick glance just now, Alexis judged that the letter was not long. There was only one page and it was not full.

Claire read quickly, he folded the letter carefully, put it away close to his body, turned around, and looked at Alexis with a complicated expression.

"I didn't expect Lord Grindelwald to have descendants..."

Claire murmured

Alexis had little reaction to this.

Anyone who knows him or has heard of him knows that he is Grindelwald's adopted son.Of course, some people said sourly that he was just a plaything for Grindelwald to relax and relieve his loneliness after being imprisoned in Nurmengard.

Later, Alexis and Black gave him a severe lesson, and this statement never appeared again.

However, it is later said that the first person to say this was torn to pieces by werewolves while passing a werewolf village while traveling in Germany.

"What's written on it?"

Alexis asked curiously.

Claire just shook his head without telling Alexis. He picked up a pottery bowl on the ground. In the bowl was a pile of gray paste, exuding a strange smell.

Even Alexis, with all his knowledge, could not discern their true appearance.

Claire took a big sip of the paste, swallowed it slowly, and then spoke.

"Master Alexis, it's unlucky for you to come here. I have nothing to entertain you here."

Alexis nodded, unfazed.

He didn't expect an old man who lived in a slum and couldn't even afford clothes to entertain him with anything good.

He was just a messenger.

"That guy Grindelwald wanted me to help deliver the letter several times, but he was embarrassed." Alexis explained, slowly putting away the wand. "Now that the letter has been delivered, it's time for me to leave."

"and many more."

Claire stopped Alexis and caught up with Alexis with staggering steps, looking a little hesitant.

"Did Lord Grindelwald only write to me?"

"There are a dozen more letters."

Alexis shook his head, took out a stack of letters from his arms and shook them.

Claire looked at the envelope in Alexis' hand obsessively, her head shaking back and forth as Alexis shook it, and finally she showed a look of disappointment after Alexis put the envelope away.

"Okay, I understand, Lord Alexis."

"If there is anything inconvenient in the future, you can inform me."