HP: The New God from Hogwarts

The carriage stopped at a manor, where the gray spire of Nurmengard Castle could also be seen, and the sky was already bright.

Some people imprisoned themselves there, and let two other people in this world exile their hearts.

Rosier took two saints with him and planned to go to Nurmengard. Momo followed them with his hands in his pockets.

Going out from the manor to Nurmengard, we have to pass through a lively town, where people happen to be attending the early market. There are huge crowds, and children can be heard everywhere crying looking for their mothers.

Momo was hit by a child who was looking for his mother. When she came to her senses, Rozier was gone. When she squinted her eyes, she looked around.

I saw one Rozier walking east, another Rozier walking toward the west path, and another Rozier walking south.

Polyjuice Potion? Want to get rid of her this way?

Taowu was not in a hurry. She sat down at a breakfast shop on the roadside and ordered a bacon omelette and a cup of hot milk with full sugar.

She finished her breakfast slowly, guessing that Rozier had knocked down the guard and sneaked into Nurmengard.

Flying Thunder God, let’s go!

The cell at the top of Nurmengard.

"Don't look for him again, and don't come to me again, Wenda, I told you that you should have a new life." The old man's helpless voice came from the small barred window on the iron door of the cell. came out.

"Gellert..."

Before Wen Da could finish speaking, he was startled by the girl who suddenly appeared next to him.

"Oh, my God, why did you show up suddenly again!"

"Hi." Taowu pointed at the cell door and looked at her, "Why don't you go in? Aren't you tired of talking like this?"

"You think I don't want to, but the door is magical and can't be opened at all!" Rozier rolled his eyes at her. Since meeting this girl, her beauty, elegance and a series of other beautiful qualities have disappeared.

"Wenda, who are you talking to?" The old man's voice came from the window again.

Rozier glanced at Momo with dissatisfaction and answered him: "A girl, Dumbledore's student. His students are always annoying, just like him!"

Taowu snorted and ignored her. She put her hand on the door lock. The blue light suddenly lit up and the door opened slowly.

She saw the legend, the dying legend.

Grindelwald sat at the dilapidated wooden table and looked at the cliff behind the castle through the slightly larger windows, where the black seawater hit the black rocks.

Grindelwald turned his head, looked at her for a while, and suddenly chuckled to himself.

"You opened the door? You don't look like a student that Dumbledore would like."

"You are right, Mr. Grindelwald, I am his most troublesome student." Momo walked into the cell and sat down on his stone bed covered with straw.

"Why did you come to me?"

Taowu didn't answer him, but smiled maliciously at Rozier, who was standing at the door looking at Grindelwald's dejected appearance in astonishment: "Miss Rozier, please step aside."

With a wave of her hand, the cell door slammed shut again, isolating Rozier, and cast a spell to prevent him from being eavesdropped.

"Did you ask Rozier to kill Dumbledore?"

"What?" Grindelwald looked like he didn't know about this. "I told her not to be stuck in the past, and not to come here to persuade me all the time."

He looked at Taowu for a while, then hesitated for a long time and said, "Then, is he okay? I mean your principal."

Taowu shrugged: "I was a little injured. After all, I'm old, and it's easy to lose my physical strength for fighting and other things. I almost ended up in the hands of that old woman. Fortunately, I was there."

Grindelwald seemed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, then leaned back in his chair and looked at her: "Then you are quite powerful. Can you tell me why you followed Wenda to find me?"

"Because of this, let me verify it."

Momo took the picture book out of the cloth bag, flicked her hand, and the book fell on the table next to Grindelwald with a clatter.

He picked up the book and when his eyes fell on the cover, he was stunned and turned to look at Taowu with difficulty.

"Has he seen anything like this?"

Momo smacked her lips: "According to reliable information, he has it, and he also has an unique copy that I haven't read. This old boy is not serious!"

This is what Harry said, saying that he accidentally found it when he went to Dumbledore's office. Momo did not hesitate to betray his old headmaster.

Grindelwald stroked the two teenagers who were heavily painted on the cover. A hot tear fell on the boy's red hair, and he quickly reached out to wipe it away.

But the more the water stains were rubbed, the more they spread, completely blurring the red-haired boy's gentle face.

He covered his face with his hands and his shoulders twitched slightly. Outside the window behind him, a black crow flew towards the white dove.

"So, it's all true, right." Taowu sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at him with her chin propped up.

He didn't answer or deny.

Love is real, and so is deception and exploitation.

Grindelwald put down his hand, his face was mottled with tears, and his eyes were frighteningly red: "But even if I had to do it over again, I would make the same choice. The difference in stance means that we cannot stand on the same side."

"Child, you don't understand what I'm afraid of. I saw Muggle weapons in the prophecy. It was too scary. I can't let them do this. We wizards can't be the fish on the chopping board."

Grindelwald didn't know why he would reveal his true feelings in front of this child. She had a convincing power about her.

"I agree with you, Mr. Grindelwald, but war is not advisable. Once a war breaks out, both Muggles and wizards will be devastated."

"But we deserve to be like rats in the gutter, constantly avoiding them and letting them hurt and kill our comrades. If we continue to let it go, sooner or later their weapons will mess up the magic world!"

"Then why not join if you can't beat them? Why don't we learn how they make weapons like this, and then add magic. Even if the window paper is pierced one day, it can still be a deterrent to them."

"You can use weapons, but you can't live without them. Only when people have weapons can they have strength."

Grindelwald frowned and looked at her. This was a path he had never imagined.

"You're surprised, aren't you? You wouldn't have thought of this at all, Mr. Grindelwald, because you despise Muggles, and you can't possibly learn from them."

"You can get the support of countless pure-bloods by raising your arms. You enjoy this glory, but your original intention has been destroyed by power and greed."

"You were promoted to the Tower of Babel and forgot your true original intention."

Grindelwald's lips trembled and he slowly closed his eyes.

What was his original intention?

Like that man, for a better life for wizards, for the greater good.

That's it.

"Humans use sand to create the Tower of Babel in their dreams

No matter the price for greed

Riding an expensive Trojan horse

Nests layer upon layer

In the end, I was naked

Don't be afraid, we are all alone."