[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

"My teacher? I'm afraid you're not talking about Mr. Nicol." Harry smiled, his wand already in his hand.

"Well, I like your former teacher more." Grindelwald's unabashed praise made Harry chuckle.

"I thought you looked down on him, but I didn't expect you to be wrong." Harry played with his wand and put it close to his wrist.

"I don't like his ambition, he's too petty, but Voldemort is interesting." Grindelwald's voice was curved, as if he was playing around.Even though he was still under the invisibility cloak, Harry could still feel Grindelwald's movements and expressions at this time. This is a person's aura and his charm.

Harry thought that this was the third time he had seen such a wizard, except for the Voldemort who threatened him and the highly recognizable Dumbledore.

On the contrary, among the Muggles, there are a few ministers who he appreciates very much. This thing has nothing to do with whether they have supernatural powers or not, but comes from self-confidence.

"Since you appreciate him so much, why don't you help him?" Harry looked sideways to the back, hoping Sirius would not come up at this time.

"Why should I help him? Would he remember my favor?" Grindelwald asked slightly surprised, "You were infected by Dumbledore?"

"I just say one word, and you can think of Dumbledore. Who was infected?" Harry raised his eyebrows. He knew a little about the past of these two people.

"You want to talk to me?" Grindelwald smiled, "I admit that I really can't treat Dumbledore like ordinary people."

"I'm afraid there are not many people in the wizarding world who dare to treat Dumbledore like ordinary people. You admit it happily, but the weight is too light." Harry turned around and said that Grindelwald's frankness was normal, and added dodge.

"You kid, talking is too annoying."

"You are not my subordinate, nor my relatives. Why should I be nice to you? What's more, you are wearing the relics of my Potter family. What you destroyed was my shop. I didn't kill you because I can't beat you. If I have the chance, I will kill you." Harry stared, he wanted to lure Grindelwald out, but he didn't want him to destroy his things.

"You care so much about petty profits, you are worse than Voldemort, and you still want to kill me?" Grindelwald sneered, "I can borrow two of your 'very powerful' assistants to help you kill me as an adult, as long as We were still alive then."

"If you don't have the strength to speak wild words, who gave you the confidence?" Grindelwald took off the invisibility cloak, and he actually stood in front of Harry, quite close.

"I thought it was fun, but I didn't expect it to be just a clown. It's boring." Grindelwald looked at Harry: "But for the sake of showing me the three Deathly Hallows, I can do you a little favor. I won't take the invisibility cloak, it's yours now."

"The Invisibility Cloak was originally mine!" Harry took the Invisibility Cloak and clenched his hands tightly.

"Boy, please remember that the real owner of the invisibility cloak is only the Peverell brothers back then. You, including your father, are all recipients, and this invisibility cloak can only be obtained if you have the strength to guarantee that it will not When it is taken away, you are qualified to say it is yours." Grindelwald nodded his palm, "It is yours, because I agreed to it. You don't need to thank me."

Harry gritted his teeth, his face flushed, "My things, only you are willing to return them to me, or if I snatch them from you, tell me without your consent." After speaking, Harry shook the invisibility cloak and put it in his pocket. He put his head over Grindelwald's.

Grindelwald slipped away and said with a smile: "Gryffindor. Even if you were raised by Slytherin, you are still a Gryffindor."

"You," Harry said, his lips tightened as he watched the Invisibility Cloak fall to the ground.

"You want to fight against me, you're too young." Grindelwald stepped aside and sat on the window sill on Oak Street, "I don't have that much time to wait for you, and you're not worth it."

"Grindelwald!" Looking at the disappearing figure and the Invisibility Cloak on the ground, Harry squeezed out the name through his teeth.

"He said that?" Draco looked at Harry, frowning.

"He knows that my teacher is Voldemort." Harry sat on one side, propping his head with his hands in prayer. "I was worried that he would tell Dumbledore."

"Yes, definitely will." Draco pursed his lips, "No matter which way you infer, he has no reason to help you. Besides, from what he said, he doesn't think highly of you, let alone help you."

"So, should I continue to hide it now, or take the initiative." Harry frowned slightly. He didn't need Draco to remind him of this, but what Draco focused on was exactly what he didn't want to think about.

"Why didn't you wait for Dumbledore to come to you?" Draco raised his eyebrows. "Dumbledore still values ​​you very much."

"It's no good for him to push me into a hurry." Harry shook his head: "If he knows, he should understand why I'm trying to hide it."

"What else do you need to get the benefits of the savior?"

"Do you think Dumbledore will let me, a savior raised by Voldemort, appear in front of the world?" Harry smiled wryly, "He won't, but he needs my attitude."

"Dumbledore doesn't know that you do?" Draco hesitated, there's no need to go at this time - cooperate?

"If he doesn't know, can I pretend that I don't know?" Harry stood up abruptly, looked at the frowning Draco, shook his head, and said, "Grindelwald, you're calling me stupid."

"Because you have the benefits that the savior picked up for nothing?"

"Because I'm greedy." Harry let out a long breath, and turned his head to look out the window, "The party has started, let's go down."

"You are greedy because you had too little before, no one will blame you." Draco hugged Harry from behind, his Potter, he can only be bullied, and no one else is allowed to say anything.