HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Till's grievances were pretended to be genuine, but Grindelwald pretended to hit her on the head again, making Till repeatedly wave his hands to beg for mercy, and Grindelwald smiled and took back his hand.

There was a smile on Till's face. Different from his usual slightly wary smile in front of Professor Dumbledore, Till felt a real sense of relaxation in front of Grindelwald.

In fact, Grindelwald is not as trustworthy as Professor Dumbledore. This ambitious dark wizard is unfathomable, but Till is more willing to get close to him than Professor Dumbledore.

Maybe it's because of the prophecies between the prophets, or maybe...

Thiel closed his eyes. Grindelwald did not need to worry about everything as much as Professor Dumbledore. This kind of Grindelwald was actually purer than Professor Dumbledore.

"What are you going to do next?" Grindelwald did not pay attention to the reason for Till's changeable expression. He is now in a semi-reclusive state. Except for matters related to Till and the British side, he generally chooses to let it go. .

Grindelwald, who is over a hundred years old, is more open-minded than his younger self and has more patience to reap the final results.

"Use your human hands to find a soul." Till leaned back on the soft chair, covering his legs with a thin blanket thrown by Grindelwald. The temperature in Austria was about the same as that in the UK, but Nurmengard at the height was obviously A lot of cold wind blew in.

"Then bring him back to life."

Grindelwald took a deep look at Till. He couldn't see Till's eyes, but could only see the indifferent arc of the corners of Till's mouth.

***

In January, many people suddenly appeared in the Albanian forest. They did not cover themselves too much and just appeared in the forest looking for something.

Voldemort, who was hiding in a dark cave, was leaning over a snake that had just been born. Peter Pellum, in his Animagus state, was lying on the ground timidly, not daring to look at Voldemort's current state.

"Master - Master." Peter Pellum said tremblingly, "I'm sorry I just found you today -"

A huge green viper crawled in from the stone wall outside the cave. It "hissed" and crawled past Peter Pellum, who was prostrate lower, and came to Voldemort's side.

Peter Pelrum could not understand the communication between the two snakes. When he was allowed to look up, a bottle stained with silver-white blood was thrown in front of him. Voldemort, who was clearly in a weak state, ordered him with a haughty gesture: "Pick it up and do as I say."

Peter Pelrum transformed back into a short human form, knelt on the ground, held the bottle of unicorn blood, and almost put his head on the ground: "...Yes."

Altair wore the invisibility cloak that Till lent him and recorded every scene in the cave with his eyes. It was not until it was getting late that a human-shaped thing was held in the arms of Peter Pelrum, and he left to summon the witches. The Nazis returned to England.

After listening to Altair's report, Till nodded with satisfaction, indicating that he could proceed to the next step.

The next step takes place in Knockturn Alley and requires the cooperation of Aiden Barham.

Knockturn Alley has always been another world isolated from Diagon Alley. Unlike the peace of Diagon Alley, it is common for several people to disappear in Knockturn Alley every day, and a few more sneaky people to appear. It's not something that attracts attention.

Peter Pelrum just huddled in his large cloak, hiding his master in his arms. Every time he passed by several dark wizards, he would feel very wary.

Voldemort looked down upon this guy's timidity, but now he had no one else to use, so he could only endure the anger that wanted to kill him and huddled in his arms in frustration.

"Master, I have inquired - I have inquired. Someone is selling rebirth potion here." Peter Pellum searched for several hours and finally saw the mysterious black magic artifact exchange in a corner of Knockturn Alley.

Voldemort closed his eyes and did not respond.

The rebirth potion is an evil black magic potion. Voldemort has only heard of the existence of this potion, but he does not know the details of the rebirth potion.

He didn't think that the information obtained by Peter Pelrum would be useful, but again, he could only try now.

Those professors at Hogwarts - hum! Voldemort opened his red eyes, and the aura on his body was vaguely visible, but it was much more stable than his pure soul state.

Regardless of whether the rebirth potion is useful or not, he will kill that old guy Dumbledore! And Snape, the traitor. Of course, Till was also remembered by Voldemort, who still remembers the power of expelling souls.

Peter Perrum pulled his cloak, making sure that Voldemort would not be seen in his arms, and then walked into the exchange with his head lowered. At the corner outside the shop that neither he nor Voldemort noticed, Till crossed his arms and smiled triumphantly.

Altaire stood behind Tier and looked down at the time: "Boss, the agreed time has come."

"There's no rush, just ask the family heads to wait a little longer. If you get anxious, go there again." Till waved his hand and observed here for another ten minutes to make sure that Peter Pelrum was not the impatient Aiden Barham. After getting her improved rebirth potion in her hand, she apparated and went to the place agreed with several pure-blood family heads.

Altair followed Tier step by step.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time." Tier was "late." Facing the stares of several pure-blood family heads, he did not panic at all. He sat down in the vacant main seat and motioned for Altair to give him a seat. Pour a cup of black tea.

Altair was worthy of being Grindelwald's right-hand man assigned to Till. He respectfully poured a cup of black tea for Till, but did not serve it directly to Till. Instead, he touched the side of the cup, frowned, and put it together with the tea set. Together they took it outside the house and brought in freshly brewed high-quality black tea and new tea sets.

"The quality of the black tea that has gone cold is not good either." Altaire held the black tea in front of Till. Seeing Till take a sip and nod with satisfaction, he smiled again and said, "The best. Only then can you be worthy of being a boss.”

Lucius Malfoy's face was the ugliest, because this teahouse was opened by the Malfoy family, and the black tea Altair just brought out was the best black tea in this teahouse.

Altair replaced the black tea and tea sets with those they brought in front of them. Isn't this a slap in Lucius Malfoy's face?

Seeing this, the head of the Parkinson family spoke. He was naturally on the same side as Lucius Malfoy: "Miss Emery is busy with things, and she came so late for her appointment."

"Look what you are saying." Although Tiel was smiling now, the meaning behind his words was not to save face for several pure-blood families. "If I were really busy, I wouldn't come today. .”

Dolphin Rohr directly put the cup in his hand on the table and said in a loud voice: "Miss Emery asked us. What does this mean now?"

Till turned his head and glanced at the Death Eater. The smile at the corner of his mouth turned cold, and he pointed to the position under him brazenly: "I thought you were self-aware now?"