[HP] Pledge allegiance to Gellert

But recently... do you know what is tolerance?He has really understood the true meaning of this word recently. ==

If it wasn't for keeping a low profile... Eric would have already slammed the devil's fire on him!

Chop Suey!

You better guarantee that you won't be caught by me in the future!

But some things are just unbearable.

Master Eric lowered his head forbearance, his hair hanging down to cover his eyes, surrounded by several people in a small hidden corner.

Are these people idle and have nothing to do...!They're all planning to die here, right? !Erik squeezed his fingers, barely able to control his wand grip.

Every time he gets angry, he habitually throws devil fire. This is not a good phenomenon. This must be quit. Otherwise, when he deals with a group of political prisoners in the future, he can draw his magic wand and burn them in a moment of displeasure. !

Although it is true that his wand is a phoenix.

After a few days of hard work, the blizzard has passed, the weather has cleared up, and the temperature has risen back to the strange golden warm autumn. Master Eric's mood has also improved because of this... As a result, everything was destroyed by these scumbags today up.

If you have to kill, you have to kill.

Do it cleanly, at worst, don't let people see that he did it.

I really want to thank these idiots for choosing such a secluded and deserted place.

Don't talk to me about nonsense deontology, I told you Eric is not a nice guy!Never!

Not to mention just throwing a devil fire and throwing Cruciatus, even if it is a murder, it is not the first time for Eric!

He had hundreds of ways to kill them even without a wand!There is no need for winking idiots in wartime, and keeping such people is also a cancer of the country's scum society!

Eric thought so when he was blocked into a corner of the campus by several senior students.

He didn't want to talk, he was too lazy to talk.What is certain is that these people have absolutely no good intentions, so just kill them directly.

He has a bad temper, never has a bad temper.He doesn't have that much time and patience to persuade them to turn their backs on good things.

Especially at this time, Eric is also in a bad mood.

Eric took out his wand.

It's just three seniors, it's just a little bit more work for them to struggle.

"Avada Kedavra—all petrified! Body smashed! Cruciatus! Devil's fire—"

Eric's favorite is all kinds of forbidden spells.Three Durmstrang pups, and he didn't think much of them.

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Grindelwald Manor served as the war command post and the headquarters of the Grindelwald faction at this time.

Basically, Minister Carslet and Mr. Grindelwald are so busy that they don't even have time to rest. There are a lot of documents and affairs waiting for them to deal with every day.

Fortunately, the Minister is strong after so many years of training in the Ministry of Magic. He can handle most of the documents by himself, and the rest is sent to Mr. Grindelwald.

Grindelwald Castle was under martial law, and a large number of wizards with magic wands sealed off the people who came in to prevent the assassins from entering.

On this day, a child suddenly broke in at Grindelwald Manor, all kinds of rampages rushed in, but no one stopped him yet.

Because the pair of heterochromatic eyes is almost a characteristic, it is Master Eric, the son of Minister Carswright's family.

Master Eric rushed directly into the minister's office with a gloomy face: "Father!"

The minister was overwhelmed with approving documents, and raised his head in surprise when he heard the sound: "Why are you back, Eric?!"

Master Eric stomped his feet: "Father! I don't want to stay in Durmstrang! I want to follow you! I can help you with these matters!"

The Minister lowered his face: "Don't make trouble, Eric."

Master Eric continued to stamp his feet: "Father—"

At this time, Mr. Grindelwald also came down from the stairs when he heard the guard's report that Master Eric was coming.

I haven't seen him for a month. It can be seen that Mr. Grindelwald's complexion has changed a lot, he is a little thinner, and his face is also a little pale.

The impact of this war on him is not small.

"Eric? Why are you here?" Mr. Grindelwald stroked his hair that was hanging down to his eyes, and pushed his glasses. It could be seen that he was a little reserved.

"Mr. Grindelwald..."

Eric turned around and took out his wand as if he didn't care——

Minister Carthlet behind him suddenly sneered, and stretched out his wand faster than him: "Good afternoon, Cruciatus!"

Master Eric instantly twisted and curled up on the ground.

Mr. Grindelwald was shocked, and he didn't care about anything else, he came up and grabbed the minister's wand!

"Digo, what are you doing?!"

The minister didn't even look at him, he stood up from the office chair, walked up to Eric who was curled up in a ball, and stepped on it!

"Digo!"

The minister still ignored him, his deliberately low voice was very deep, approaching, with a smile on his face, he whispered to his ear with pleasant malice: "Congratulations, you're good at pretending, I was almost cheated. Compound Potion, right? It’s similar, there’s no flaws… except my son’s eyes are blue on the left and green on the right, not green on the left and blue on the right, you got it upside down, idiot.”

The Polyjuice Potion failed under Cruciatus, and "Eric" slowly transformed back into his real body, a young wizard.

Minister Carslet straightened his waist and sighed: "It's a pity, I wanted to see you acting like a baby for a while, and the assassin doesn't care anymore, but now I can't see it... um. Ah? Why? You ask me why?"

The Minister looked at the face of the wizard who might die, shook his wand, made up a petrification, and said regretfully: "Well... of course it is because my son never acts like a baby with me."

The coquettish... Eric?Hmm... Erik prefers flipping tables over stomping, really, uh.

Mr. Grindelwald is a little silly.

"Hey, please, Lord, do you have anything to do? Have you read the batch of documents just sent up? If not, please go back and approve the batch of documents for use in the afternoon—"

Minister Carslet sat back behind his desk, facing the documents, feeling overwhelmed.

Mr. Grindelwald suddenly felt a little angry for some reason, what is your attitude, you bastard? !

After thinking for a while, there was nothing to do, Mr. Grindelwald flicked his sleeves angrily, and the coat rolled upstairs.

The German military uniform coat is so handsome...

Minister Carslet took a look and saw that Mr. Grindelwald was gone, took out a badge, and pressed the instant message.

"Hello? Eric?"

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When I received the instant message from Minister Carslett, Eric had just pulled the blade out from the back of a person's neck, and shook off a little blood on the ultra-thin blade. The two of them also got rid of it, while connecting the call.

"Dad?"

"Did someone go to your side and attack you?"

"Have."

"How's it going?"

"Hmm..." Eric looked at the three living people who had turned into living dead: "Half dead."

"Very good." Minister Carslet said, "You don't have to be polite if you encounter such a situation at this time. If anything happens, your uncle will take care of it."

"Oh." ==

Eric threw a few healing spells on the back necks of the three unconscious corpses on the ground to heal the tiny wounds.

In fact, this method of killing is too obvious in the 21st century, but it is very fun now.

From the nape of the neck, at the seam of the bones, the blade cuts in and directly cuts off the brainstem.

Complete destruction of nerves, both body and brain.The body is still alive, and the brain will no longer respond.This kind of situation in the human world has a special and very appropriate name, called vegetative people.

Don't sympathize casually. During the war, Eric didn't do too much, not at all.

"Wipe..." After hanging up the communication with Minister Carslet, Eric touched the side of his left cheek, where it was scratched by a guy's attack, causing a small wound.

For so many years, Eric has never been slapped in the face by others in a fight...

wipe!

I found a random place to clean the wound with clear water like a spring, Eric wanted to go to the medical wing, and then suddenly found that he didn't know the way...

... Don't blame him, he is really angry and wants to cry now.

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Sunshine should be the most beloved thing in this world.Although the temperature in Scandinavia is generally low, in this place near the Arctic Circle, the sun is still very warm during the long days of summer.

Although Durmstrang is a bit rough, it also has a courtyard like Hogwarts for students to rest, exchange and study.

The trees in the Scandinavian peninsula have adapted to the sudden blizzard. After the blizzard passed, the snow melted quickly, and the courtyard was still green and lush. The lush grass under his feet was comparable to that of Eric The young master's joy, but it's a pity that after being slapped in the face, all the joy of Master Eric is gone.

"Wipe...hiss—pain pain pain pain..."

Eric sat under a big tree without image and covered his left face.hateful!In a moment of slack, they actually slapped him in the face!

Injury and face slap have different meanings.Anyone who dares to slap him in the face should die for him. If he can't die himself, he can help them die.

Eric held the transformed mirror and looked at the eye-catching wound on his face in the mirror. He always felt that they were too cheap just now!

Let them die without pain...

...It's swollen ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Eric wanted to cry but didn't dare to move anymore, it hurts a lot when he moves!He won't lose his face, will he? !

Nima, he hates his current identity... He can't find someone to lead the way if he gets lost... He doesn't know where Durmstrang's medical wing is!Lu Chi can't afford to be hurt!He won't really lose his face, right...

"Well..." Eric covered his face again, buried his head and didn't speak.Damn this tragic world...

What happened to him here could have written a Les Miserables.

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Master Grindelwald has been very upset recently, because the experiment failed for half a month, and the energy spent in the experiment for half a month wasted in vain.

Master Gellert was very upset, so he decided to fight this experiment. It was Kasten who couldn't stand it first, and excused that the experimental materials were running out, so he dug their Mester out of the laboratory and took a breath outside. Air.

What?Freshman you say?

——Does that kind of thing have anything to do with his young master?Just fend for themselves, Master Gellert doesn't have the time to care about it at all.

But Kasten was right, the experimental materials were almost gone.

Master Gellert needed to get the materials, so he finally stepped out of his laboratory today, and had the opportunity to inspect the noise outside.

There is nothing to inspect, but a bunch of idiots... Master Gellert led Kasten through the corridor, and casually glanced at the courtyard outside.

Those who don't go to the laboratory and play outside are just a bunch of idiots...

Master Gellert thought casually.But in the next second, this casual attitude suddenly froze.

Um? !Wait a minute... Did he just see something wrong?

Master Gellert retreated to the window, found the place he had glanced at just now, and looked over.

There……

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"Mester?" Kasten was accompanying his Mester on the way back to the laboratory, but when he turned his head and saw that his Mester had stopped in front of a window and was looking intently at a certain place below, he felt... Pleasure?

"?" Looking down, the courtyard still has melted snow, and the scenery is good, but it seems to be no different from usual...

Before Kasten found out the reason for his Mester's joy, he heard his Mester's usual calm and condescending voice giving orders, but this time it actually brought a little joy, not his hallucination:

"Kasten, let's go down."

He found it.

In the corner of the courtyard, in an unobtrusive place where the sun still shines, there is an idiot rubbing his face there.Still light-colored hair, heterochromia eyes, but this time with a bruised face.

Tsk, I'm hurt.

Custer was a little silly, he didn't know whether to go back to the lab or follow up with their Mester: "Ah? Alas?! Mester! The experiment in the lab hasn't been completed yet! Where are you going, Mester—"

But his Mester rushed down wholeheartedly, pretending not to hear his words.

This is the third floor, and it will take some time to go down to the courtyard.When Master Gellert was running down, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and there was only one thought left in his mind: he fell down again!How many times a year does he have to play with the Portkey and how many times it falls in front of him!

Kasten wanted to cry, but finally decided to keep up.

"Mester! Wait for me—"

But Kasten looked at the speed at which his Mester was rushing down, and he knew that he was completely ignored by the Mester now...

What the hell is down there? ! Mester image ah image!Don't be so excited!

Kasten complained, but still had to run downstairs.