HP: The New God from Hogwarts

"You are very good at ordering people around, but as you get older you are becoming as annoying as Aberforth."

Although Grindelwald was cursing, his aura was much weaker. He obediently took the fertilizer and applied it to the biting cabbage.

After he clearly realized that his original intention had been contaminated by desire, he now only felt indebtedness and regret towards Dumbledore, and no longer had the resentment he had for imprisoning himself in Nurmengard.

When he locked himself in that deserted tower all year round, he admitted that he was angry.

In the final battle, he could never have imagined that he would not have the heart to kill Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was determined to kill him.

After watching the rain from the eaves washing over the windowsill for more than 16,000 days, he realized that for Dumbledore, the future of this world was above everything else. At that time, no matter who stood in the way of the world's interests, he would show no mercy.

That's true of Grindelwald.

That's how it is for him.

Even if it was Aberforth standing in front of him, he would not show mercy.

"I heard from Harry that you came to Hogwarts to help, so I asked you for help." Dumbledore said as if it was a matter of course.

When Grindelwald heard him mention Harry, he became angry again: "How dare this little bastard tease me!"

"Teacher, what were you telling the professor about me?" The little bastard Harry appeared in the disappearing cabinet behind Grindelwald with an innocent look on his face. He looked at his teacher's angry face in confusion.

"What do you think?" Grindelwald gritted his teeth.

Harry covered his mouth in surprise, frowning slightly. "You are so angry, could it be that the professor found out that you wrote a reply letter to Professor Dumbledore in my name?"

Grindelwald: Why would I commit such a sin by accepting a disciple?

Seeing that Grindelwald had a gloomy face and didn't speak, Harry turned his gaze to Dumbledore not far away, and the old professor shook his head at him.

"What's wrong, Harry?"

Tao Wu also came out of the disappearing cabinet.

Draco followed closely behind, still muttering to himself, "Potter, you better have something important to do. If you insist on dragging us there for a while, I will definitely beat you to death. Rosier's eyes look like he wants to kill me!"

Listening to the blond boy's description, how could Grindelwald not guess that his apprentice wanted to leave some space for himself and Dumbledore to be alone? Otherwise, why did they say Potter was ten thousand times cuter than Newt?

"Who do you want to beat to death?"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Draco, with an intimidating look without even getting angry, and a strong pressure was exerted towards the golden-haired boy.

Draco's legs went weak, and if Taowu and Harry hadn't supported him, he would have probably fallen to the ground.

"I said to beat my peacock to death. It hasn't spread its feathers all year round." He made up nonsense to evade the question.

In order to prevent Grindelwald from scaring Draco to have a heart attack, Harry brought up the topic again: "Teacher, isn't that why you're angry? Then it must be that you stole Luna's Love Notebook of the Black and White Demon King and were seen by the professor, so you got angry because you were shy."

Grindelwald subconsciously touched his pocket, then turned his head to meet Dumbledore's smiling eyes, and it didn't feel so bad.

But he ignored the sharp gaze behind him.

"I was wondering why my collector's edition picture book disappeared. Turns out it's you, Grindelwald!" A cold murderous aura emanated from Tao Wu.

"I just took it to take a look out of curiosity!" Grindelwald argued with his neck stiff.

Watching them bickering, Dumbledore laughed. It had been a long, long time since he had such a warm day.

It was so long that he thought his life was over.

I will never see Gail again in this life.

Harry is a really good kid.

So did Luna and Draco.

Grindelwald was naturally no match for Tao Wu, who was good at sophistry. He looked at Dumbledore, who was stroking his beard and smiling, and asked, "We were just talking about Aberforth. Is this old man still alive?"

Although he spoke harshly, in his heart he still hoped that Aberforth could live well in this world.

Because the person he owed the most was Aberforth, and then his Al.

A hundred years ago in Godric's Hollow, he used a killing curse to take away Aberforth's beloved sister.

More than sixty years ago, he deceived Aberforth's only son and tricked him into death.

More than fifty years ago, he stole Aberforth's grandson, and it was unknown whether the child was still alive.

Dumbledore saw his inner struggle and said, "Thanks to you, he is still alive and well. Newt and Luna found Credence's son. Didn't Luna tell you about this?"

Grindelwald immediately turned to Tao Wu to confirm with her.

"Yes, Baldur Dumbledore. When Newt went to Paris to deal with the Obscurus incident, he unexpectedly met him."

Hearing her answer, Grindelwald's lips curled up slightly, but he still insisted: "That's really Merlin's blessing. I hope this child can be more like his parents, and not be like his grandfather who makes people hate him everywhere."

"You are almost the same as him." Tao Wu rolled her eyes at Grindelwald. She had heard Professor Spencer say in the History of Magic class that her son Newt had been bullied by the old man before. "He is hated by everyone and disliked by everyone."

Grindelwald: ? Isn't that what I said to Scamander?

He looked at the half of the wand sticking out of Tao Wu's pocket and had an idea in his mind. For this idea, he didn't intend to argue with Tao Wu.

"Does your ancient magic allow you to go back in time?"

Tao Wu thought about it. It was theoretically possible, but she had never actually done it. However, based on the fact that Newt and Tom both knew her, she speculated that her future self must have used ancient magic to manipulate time.

"Maybe, but I haven't tried it. Why are you asking?"

A long sigh echoed in the room.

"I want to save Ariana."

The little blonde, blue-eyed girl who always called him brother, the little girl who was more like his own sister.

He always thought of her in countless late nights.

Endlessly tortured by guilt and self-blame.

He wanted to rescue her.

Dumbledore gave him a long look.

"You can try if you have a chance." Tao Wu did not refuse, "But if Ariana was still alive, the headmaster would not have broken up with you. The two of you would have launched a coup in the wizarding world together, and Newt would not have been sent to the battlefield by the headmaster. It is hard for me to imagine what the future would be like."

But if Ariana can be saved, then can Harry's parents also be saved...

She turned her head and saw Harry's expectant eyes.

"No. He will still stop me. I know him too well. Except for the existence of Anna in the world, nothing will change." Grindelwald answered Tao Wu firmly. No one knew Dumbledore better than him.

"Sir, the principal."

A female voice interrupted what Dumbledore was about to say.

Wenda led the saints out of the Vanishing Cabinet.

They no longer had any hostility towards Dumbledore.

"How are you going to arrange it?"

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore and then at Taowu.

"It shouldn't be difficult for your people to hide in Hogwarts without being discovered by students and people from the Ministry of Magic, right?" Dumbledore suddenly asked.

"Of course. It's not an easy task to hide it from a group of kids and a bunch of good-for-nothings." Grindelwald raised his chin arrogantly. He was extremely confident in the strength of his trusted subordinates.

"Then please ask them to lurk in the school and report to you if they find any suspicious persons." Dumbledore did not tell them to inform himself as the headmaster, but asked them to report to Grindelwald. No one except Grindelwald could control that group of saints, and he did not want to create difficulties for himself.

"no problem."

Grindelwald agreed immediately, then turned to look at Wenda and the saints. Wenda nodded to him silently, and disappeared in front of them with a group of saints in an instant.

"Then I'll leave first." Grindelwald said this, his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground and he didn't move at all. He didn't want to hide his tracks like the saints and not appear in front of people.

He actually wanted to hang around in front of Dumbledore every day.

"As for you."

Dumbledore brushed the dirt off his robe and slowly walked in front of Grindelwald.

"Then don't hide with them."

Although this was what Grindelwald expected, he didn't quite understand: "I showed up at the school openly. Aren't you afraid of scaring the kids from the three schools to death?"

"Of course not like this now." Dumbledore took out a bottle of potion from his pocket. This was a special edition anti-aging potion that Snape had just brewed yesterday. It could not only restore one's appearance to a certain age, but also restore one's physical fitness and magical level to their peak period.

"This is an anti-aging potion. It will restore you to your fifteen-year-old appearance." Dumbledore handed the potion bottle to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald drank the potion without hesitation, and a golden light flashed -

The old man disappeared, and in his place appeared a shockingly handsome, blond-haired boy who was as bright as the sun.

Dumbledore stared deeply at the young man in front of him.

"What's next?" Grindelwald seemed very satisfied with himself now, and he also felt abundant magic power surging in his body.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "In the Great Hall tonight, I will announce that you will join Hogwarts as a transfer student in the fifth year. You just need the Sorting Hat to choose the house you will go to."

Tao Wu: A fifth-year transfer student? This plot is a little familiar!