Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 968 Grindelwald: Such ugly gloves

After a long confrontation, Kyle and Grindelwald walked into the principal's office.

Although Grindelwald was very unhappy and felt that this was a kind of doubt and insult to his character, Kyle was very determined and he could only let the other party follow.

There was no way, who made Hogwarts the place Dumbledore cherished the most. If a fight broke out here, the relationship they had just barely repaired would definitely break down again.

This is unacceptable to Grindelwald.

"You're even more annoying than that Scamander..." he couldn't help but say.

"Thank you for the compliment." Kyle, who was walking in front, said casually without looking back: "Many people have said this, but more people think that I am a good wizard who abides by the law and is excellent in character and knowledge."

"Perhaps I should ask you for advice on how to use the confusion spell better."

"Even Professor Dumbledore said so."

"It's not surprising. Albus has always had poor taste. He once said that Scamander was his favorite student."

"In the Hogwarts prize room, I also have the most awards for special contributions to the school."

“I also won the Durmstrang gold medal for best, and it was nine bucks.”

"You know how you got those honors." Kyle said with a straight face.

Those gold medals were all given to Grindelwald when Durmstrang was at his most powerful, unilaterally given to him by Durmstrang in order to give him some gold, along with honorary alumni status.

And it has been posted for nine consecutive years... It's so shameless. No wonder Karkaroff can also be the principal... It can only be said that they are of the same origin.

"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, I have it, and there must be more than you." Grindelwald said nonchalantly.

He used to think Durmstrang was a bit shameless, but he didn't expect that thing to be really useful.

…

The two of them were talking to each other, and soon they reached the top of the spiral staircase.

Kyle pushed open the oak door first and walked in.

"Wait a moment, I'll turn over all the portraits first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Grindelwald stepped in.

"Hey, who are you talking to?"

"It's too much. He actually wants to turn us over..."

The principals on the wall opened their eyes one after another, and Phineas leaned forward and tried his best to look out the oak door.

"Let me see, did you bring a wanted criminal to Hogwarts?"

Kyle stopped where he was and looked at Grindelwald who was wandering in the principal's office with confusion.

Listening to what the principals just said, it seems that they did not see Grindelwald...

But how is this possible? He can see it, and he can see it very clearly.

"What, do you want to learn?" Grindelwald turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"As long as you can come up with something that satisfies me, I can teach you."

"Who's talking!" In an instant, almost all the principals looked over.

Although they can't see people, they can hear sounds.

Someone was obviously talking just now, and it was in the principal's office.

"Is it Harry Potter? I remember he had an invisibility cloak."

"No, the voice should be that of an old wizard."

"Who's here!"

The principals were talking noisily, but Grindelwald didn't care at all and still waited patiently for Kyle's answer.

"I don't want to, I don't want to learn." Kyle refused directly: "I am aboveboard, why should I learn a spell that can avoid portraits."

"What a pity." Grindelwald sighed, a look of disappointment flashed across his face.

"If it's other magic spells, I can consider it." Kyle continued: "I still have some stocks here."

"I disagree." Grindelwald said, then turned his head.

He knew what Kyle wanted to learn without having to guess. Unfortunately, he had already promised Dumbledore not to teach Kyle those powerful dark arts.

"Hey, who are you talking to?" Phineas's face almost filled the frame.

"Bringing someone into the principal's office of Hogwarts privately, boy, believe it or not, I'll tell Minerva..."

"It's really noisy." Grindelwald frowned, "Is this noisy guy also the principal?"

"What did you say?" Phineas was stunned for a moment and screamed: "You, you thief, how dare you say that about the great Principal Black..."

"Shut up!" Grindelwald waved his hand, and Phineas's voice stopped abruptly.

Even he himself did not move, including the other principals and the decorations in their portraits, they were all frozen there and turned into an ordinary painting.

There is only one exception, that is Dumbledore's portrait behind the table.

He looked at the open space in front of Kyle with a complicated expression.

At the same time, Grindelwald was also looking at him, unconsciously reaching out his hand, and then...

A figure flashed past, just between him and the portrait.

"Go away, you annoying thing!" Grindelwald's face darkened.

"Impossible." Kyle leaned against the portrait and looked at Grindelwald.

"I've said it before, look at it, don't do it... and what you did to the principals of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore will definitely kick you out if he is here."

"Just asking them to be quiet for a while." Grindelwald said disdainfully.

"Get out of the way!"

"That's not okay!"

Neither of them gave in. In the end, Dumbledore couldn't stand it anymore and decisively left the portrait and went somewhere else.

Without Dumbledore's portrait, Grindelwald naturally lost interest and took the initiative to go elsewhere.

However, Kyle did not relax his vigilance and kept staring at him.

Neither Professor McGonagall, who has been the principal twice, nor Snape, who was promoted, changed the furnishings here too much.

So the current principal's office is not much different from when Dumbledore was there.

The only difference is probably that Fox's perch is missing.

…

Grindelwald first walked to the shelf, carefully looked at the silverware neatly arranged on it, and said:

"Albus's work...he was obsessed with alchemy for a long time."

Then he looked at some of the things behind the shelf. They were all scattered small items, because Professor McGonagall didn't know much about alchemy and would no longer work without care and maintenance.

But Professor McGonagall didn't take them away and kept them here as decorations.

In addition, there are some miscellaneous items, such as a half-knitted wool scarf and a few pairs of asymmetrical wool gloves.

Grindelwald didn't even look at these things. He pushed them aside and picked up an object that looked like a teapot.

"How about giving this to me, just as a souvenir."

"Of course not..."

"Send it to him."

Before Kyle could refuse, he heard Dumbledore's voice coming from behind him, and he didn't know when he returned to the portrait.

"Then let him leave here quickly." Dumbledore in the portrait said with a straight face, "He is not welcome in Hogwarts, it is best to let him leave quickly."

"You promised me to come, Albus." Grindelwald said, with a hint of pride in his voice. "It must be out of necessity." Dumbledore said firmly.

"Do we have to be like this? We have to be tit-for-tat every time we meet." Grindelwald said after a moment of silence.

"That's what happened before. I tore the sheets to shreds and wrote you countless letters, but never got a reply.

"Don't tell me you didn't get those letters..."

"Yes, I didn't receive it." Dumbledore's tone remained unchanged, "But you don't have to care about my attitude. After all, I am dead."

"Sure enough, you haven't changed at all. Even what you said is exactly the same." Grindelwald suddenly laughed and put the small silver teapot into his pocket.

Because Dumbledore, the owner of the teapot, had already agreed, Kyle couldn't say anything.

Then Grindelwald walked to the corner again and stopped in front of a huge velvet curtain.

Kyle had no time to stop him.

He lifted the velvet curtain with a casual move, revealing a huge mirror covered underneath.

Grindelwald stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, reaching out and touching the complex runes and symbols on both sides of the frame.

"No matter what you saw, it's all fake." Kyle said nervously: "And you can't take this away."

"Why?" Grindelwald still looked at the mirror without looking back.

"This is school property."

"This is mine."

"What?"

"I gave this to Dumbledore, a long time ago." Grindelwald turned his head and looked at Kyle again with that half-smiling expression.

"Why, are you surprised?"

Kyle nodded subconsciously.

He always thought that this mirror was made by Dumbledore himself using alchemy, or it was a magical object passed down from the era of the Big Four.

Unexpectedly…

"Although this mirror has been modified many times by Albus, the prototype of the mirror was indeed given by me."

Grindelwald turned his head again, seemingly lost in some kind of memory.

After a long time, he said softly: "At that time, I always wanted to repair the relationship between us, so I desperately searched for the Resurrection Stone.

"Although I never found it, I stumbled upon this... magical mirror in the process."

"I was so happy to see that we were reconciled, just like we were in Godric's Hollow, that I couldn't wait to give it to Albus."

"I once gave him many things, but they were all rejected, except this one...he accepted it."

"Although his attitude towards me has not changed, I am still very happy." Grindelwald stretched out his hand, wanting to touch something in the mirror.

He ran his fingers around the mirror.

A blue flame burned quickly.

It wasn't Li Fire, because Kyle didn't feel the unique violence of Li Fire, and the Mirror of Erised didn't melt or get damaged in this blue flame.

It's just that the frames on both sides have undergone some changes. Some places have melted and turned into another appearance.

Or rather, the original appearance?

Kyle couldn't tell.

In short, when the blue flame is extinguished, the Mirror of Erised remains unchanged, except that the frames on both sides become narrower.

And there is an additional letter above the two claw-like supports.

The left is "G" and the right is "A".

And Kyle can be sure that these two letters are not the magic words and symbols themselves, but are deliberately engraved on them.

Even Kyle could guess who carved it.

Gellert Grindelwald

Albus Dumbledore

The abbreviation of the name is too obvious.

Dumbledore must have guessed it at the beginning, but he was reluctant to return the mirror where Ariana could be seen, so he simply covered it up.

This can also be seen from Dumbledore's expression in the portrait... He looks quite embarrassed, and even his eyes are a little wandering.

"So, do you want to take it away?" Kyle asked proactively.

"You want to stop me?" Grindelwald turned his head and looked at Kyle with interest.

"I did before, but not now." Kyle shook his head.

"If you really gave this mirror to Professor Dumbledore, it would be reasonable for you to want to take it back now."

"Forget it, I don't need it anymore."

To Kyle's expectation, Grindelwald refused. He raised his finger and covered the mirror with a velvet curtain again.

"Let's get down to business." He turned around and quickly came to Kyle.

"I actually came to see you this time. I just stopped by to see where Albus works."

"Looking for me?" Kyle pointed to himself, "You must be kidding me. Is there anything I have that is worth your while traveling all the way from Nurmengard to Hogwarts?"

"Albus said you wanted to ask me for help to deal with those who covet the Horcruxes." Grindelwald looked Kyle up and down, "Why, isn't there such a thing?"

"Horcrux...is he really looking for you?"

Kyle subconsciously looked at Dumbledore in the portrait behind him.

"It's not me." The other party shook his head, "It should be me outside the portrait. I just told him your plan."

"I see."

While Kyle was talking to the portrait, Grindelwald, who was idle and bored, picked up a wool glove next to him, but he only looked at it twice and threw it back in disgust.

"Minerva McGonagall. Tsk, your current principal really has... a wide range of hobbies.

"It's just that my vision is as bad as ever... Even if I were still in Nurmengard, I wouldn't want a pair of such ugly gloves."

Dumbledore in the portrait suddenly closed his mouth, with a strange expression.

Kyle couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or anger, maybe both.

After all, if someone said that Dumbledore was weak, he would probably laugh it off and not care at all, but if someone said that the wool socks he knitted were ugly, he would be angry all day long.

Although gloves are not socks, they are almost the same.

But so does Grindelwald... He deserves it without even receiving a reply.

"What's wrong? Is this happening?" Grindelwald, who was confused, asked again.

"Ah, yes, I do have this idea." Kyle nodded quickly, "Do you agree to help me?"

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping Albus." Grindelwald said, while looking at the portrait of Dumbledore behind him, as if he wanted to get a compliment, or a look that was not so strange.

Then he saw Dumbledore's cold face.

For a moment, Grindelwald thought he was back in time when he broke with Dumbledore for the first time.

In fact, that's how he looked, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Um?

Grindelwald blinked, a little confused.

The portrait of Dumbledore just now didn't look like this either. What's going on?

Then he suddenly looked at Kyle and asked sternly: "What did you do!"

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(End of chapter)