I’m Really An Alchemist

He's missing a wand.

Grindelwald walked under the tower, took the wand from the sleeping watchman, and then looked at the tower he built but imprisoned him, and waved his wand violently, the tower cracked, spread upward, and collapsed with a bang. .

Nurmengard is destroyed, and Grindelwald returns.

PS: Thank you for Ning Ri'an's blade in the cloud

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Chapter 447 Chapter 88 Dumbledore and Grindelwald

"Professor Dumbledore?"

There was a low voice calling from his ear, and the white wizard raised his head in a daze, his blue pupils especially confused.

Several worried faces appeared in front of him.

The headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Mrs Maxime, the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Igor Karkaroff, and the head of the British Magic and Sports Department - Ludo Bagman.

Madam Maxime looked worried, Karkaroff was a little impatient, Bagman kept a little distance from the other two principals, looking at them with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Only then did Dumbledore break free from the memory of the past.

He smiled embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I haven't had a good rest recently." He crossed his hands and looked at the three of them gently: "Where did we just say?"

Karkaroff's attitude was very low, and he used the honorific title, which was hard to see on the arrogant Durmstrang in the past.

"Professor Dumbledore, about the Triwizard Tournament..."

Dumbledore's thoughts returned, and when he remembered the purpose of these people coming to him, he couldn't help but smile a little bitterly. He was too old, and he was always reminiscing about the past, ignoring the things in front of him.

Triwizard Tournament.

It is the traditional promotion competition of the three magic schools in Europe. It has a history of 700 years. Each of the three schools selects a warrior, smashes the barrier, and finally wins the competition of the Goblet of Fire.

However, due to the high mortality rate of this kind of competition, it has not been held for many years.

"Professor Dumbledore." Madam Maxime sighed heavily: "I know this request is very unreasonable for Hogwarts, but please look at the friendship between our three schools and help us recover from the decline!"

She got up from the chair and bowed deeply to the white wizard.

Karkaroff's body stiffened slightly, but he also got up and bowed to Dumbledore.

In the Battle of the Death Eaters in Europe, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons joined the Death Eaters camp. Now that Voldemort has died, the two schools have finally tasted the bitter fruit.

The signboard of a thousand-year-old school fell to the dust.

The two schools that were originally as famous as Hogwarts have now become places of disdain for wizards. They have been accused of mocking them as Death Eater schools, and even their graduates are not accepted by the wizarding world.

Now wizarding families in Europe are already considering sending their children to Hogwarts across the country, or simply homeschooling them.

Under this general trend, the two principals who have re-in charge of the school began to make a frantic remedy.

But no matter how they distanced themselves from Voldemort and the Death Eaters, it didn't help—the two schools had already been labeled as Death Eaters, and their reputations were completely stinky.

The only thing they can do now is to let Hogwarts pull one.

Hogwarts is famous not only for its fight against the Death Eaters, but also for the head of the European Magical Union, the savior who defeated Voldemort, also enrolled in this school.

It can be said that Hogwarts is as glorious as Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are.

"I can understand your difficulties!" Dumbledore hurriedly pulled the two back to their seats. The thousand-year friendship between the three schools could not be erased by this disaster.

What he was embarrassed about was the practices of the two schools.

It's not out of the question to use the Triwizard Tournament to restore the wizard's credibility to Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, but the Triwizard Tournament hasn't been held for many years, and the death rate is high.

In case of self-defeating, not only these two schools, but also Hogwarts, which has been promoted to a high place, will fall.

Regarding the concerns of the white wizard, the director of the Magic and Sports Department, who has been silent for a long time, spoke.

"Please don't worry!" Ludo Bagman said gallantly: "The Ministry of Magic will follow up the Triwizard Tournament throughout the entire process, and will ensure that the tradition remains unchanged, and no contestant will be injured!"

The Ministry of Magic also wants to salvage the decline.

After Umbridge came to power, he implemented a series of new policies and invested in Gringotts in order to restore the credibility of the Ministry of Magic, especially in international activities. The strong competition is contracted.

Spend money and people contribute.

Just to restore reputation.

"Let me think about it!" Dumbledore didn't have the heart to focus on the Triwizard Tournament for the time being, so he used the method of delaying.

This is their request for someone to hug their thighs. Dumbledore said a word of consideration, which has given them hope.

The three left Hogwarts.

Dumbledore sat by the window, silently looking down at the sunlight refracting on the surface of the Black Lake. He took out a secret letter from the drawer, which wrote the news of the collapse of Numengard and the disappearance of Grindelwald.

As soon as he received the letter, he went to Nurmengard.

I saw the tower that has been in ruins.

Fortunately, Numengard was blocked, and only the prison in Grindelwald was closed. In the past, no members of the Ministry of Magic would come, only retired Aurors as guards.

This gave Dumbledore enough time to block the message.

He knew about Grindelwald, and he was not comparable to a Dark Lord like Voldemort, who played as a child. The reason why Grindelwald did not escape was because he did not want to escape.

But when he returns, it is bound to set off an even bigger disaster.

Blocking the news is also to prevent panic in the magic world, which has finally been peacefully settled.

But why did he escape from prison?

Dumbledore couldn't understand this. If Grindelwald wanted to escape from prison, he would be able to escape very early, even the day after he was locked in. Nurmengard was the prison he built. Simple.

"Gellert, what are you going to do?"

Dumbledore frowned, looking at the sparkling black lake, once again recalling his youth.

.....

In the Siberian snowy forest, Nagini bites his prey.

slap!

A slightly dull sound of stepping on snow appeared at the end of the forest.

Nagini raised his neck and quickly buried his body in the snowdrift, revealing only a pair of cold snake eyes, peeping at the prey.

It needs prey and steaming blood.

Only in this way will it not fall into hibernation.

A figure walked out of the forest. It was a typical European face. He was wearing only a fluffy suit, which was out of tune with the current season. The man's short white hair had a few snowflakes, and a crimson pendant was wrapped around his palm.

The pendant trembled slightly, guiding the direction.

Nagini stared at the man's face, his eyes filled with panic.

Human nature overwhelms animal nature.

"Grindelwald!"

Nagini suddenly stabbed out of the snowdrift and ran wildly into the distance. The snow on his body fell, revealing gray-brown stripes.

Bang!

It slammed into the invisible wall.

Immediately afterwards, as if there was an invisible hand supporting Nagini, he grabbed him in front of Grindelwald, and the big snake twisted wildly, making a threatening hiss at the Dark Lord.

"Oh it's you."

Grindelwald looked at Nagini for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "The blood-cursed girl next to Credence, so you are still alive."

Nagini stopped struggling.

The name Credence seemed to have a magical power that allowed Nagini's sense of self to take over, and it fell to the ground, transforming into a smoky makeup punk girl.

Grindelwald was very happy that forty-nine years later he could still see familiar faces.

This gave him a real sense of this strange world.

But soon, Nagini raised his head and stared at Grindelwald strangely, and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to escape from Nurmengard, Mr. Grindelwald!"

The smile on Grindelwald's face slowly faded.

"Who are you?"

Nagini stepped back slowly, with a weird smile on his face.

She leaned against the tree, stared at Grindelwald, and whispered, "I'm Voldemort, the Dark Lord of the new age!"

She circled around the tree, turned into a big snake in an instant, quickly climbed on the tree, swooped down towards the first Dark Lord, and bit Grindelwald's neck with a stench.

Grindelwald was not disturbed, and the magic power activated the scarlet pendant on his palm.

The big snake screamed in pain, every inch of the snake's body was shaking, and it thumped into the snow.

"The Dark Lord of the new era." Grindelwald lowered his body, and the arcing pendant dropped down. He whispered, "Don't you know that your era is over?"

"Even if one's life is controlled by others, can one be called the Dark Lord?"

Nagini (Voldemort) raised his head in pain and looked at the scarlet pendant hanging in front of him in horror.

It can feel the inseparable connection between the pendant and itself.

Can feel the pain of body collapse.

"Please..." Nagini (Voldemort) lowered the snake's head, bowed down towards Grindelwald, the icy wand pressed against his head, and the first Dark Lord said indifferently: "I don't need it by my side. Insane Dark Lord!"

The scorching wand light, accompanied by Voldemort's desperate roar, flickered in the forest.

Nagini regained his adult body and got up trembling.

At this point, the last Voldemort in the world died, in exchange for Nagini's real new life.

"king."

Nagini stood behind Grindelwald and whispered, "Where are we going?"

"Go to a far away place." Grindelwald showed a nostalgic expression, but quickly restrained himself. He glanced at the cracked wand he forcibly used, and said, "But now, I have to get my wand back. !"

Crackling.

The two turned into black shadows and quickly disappeared into the pure white Siberian forest.

 …

Hogwarts.

Snape was at his desk to deduce the path of the Necromancer, his face was bloodless, and he wore a skull ring on his palm.

Suddenly, he frowned and raised his head.

Two brand-new life fluctuations appeared in Hogwarts Castle. They concealed their magic power, but there was no way to conceal their own life force field.

After a little thought, Snape got up and walked out of the office.

The castle in the summer vacation is very quiet. The cool summer wind blows from the lake and pours into the castle. The warm sunlight filters through the window, forming a mottled shadow on the ground.

Nagini snaked and crawled on the ground, and Grindelwald walked leisurely in the castle.

This is his second time at Hogwarts.

"School is really a beautiful place." Grindelwald said to himself: "I think of my study life in Durmstrang. Although those classmates are all idiots, the school is still very good, but it is a pity that I was dropped in the middle. "

He shook his head with emotion.

The easy steps suddenly stopped.

Nagini turned his head in confusion and saw that the smile on the face of the 'king' slowly faded away. As if he was facing a great enemy, he turned around and followed Grindelwald's line of sight. At the end of the corridor, stood an eagle. Black-haired black-haired man with hooked nose.

Nagini's snake eyes widened and his body went cold.

It did not feel the breath of a living person, the heat of a living person from this man.

Like a corpse.