Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

"Dudley, take them in."

Dumbledore stopped in the castle hall, knowing that the man was further up and he could go no further.

Harry asked in surprise, "Professor, you won't go in with us?"

"I will meet you outside," said Dumbledore.

"Remember, don't believe anything that man says to you, except for magical knowledge."

"Don't believe it."

Unexpectedly, just as Dumbledore finished speaking, an old and magnetic voice was heard.

"We haven't seen each other for fifty years, five months, and ten days. It's quite sad to hear you describe me like that." A white-haired old man appeared behind several people without any sign, as if he appeared out of thin air.

The most eye-catching thing is the old man's eyes. One eye is dark in color, and the other is light in color, which is a rare heterochromia.

The only person who could appear here at this time and place could be one person—the legendary dark wizard Grindelwald.

The moment Grindelwald appeared, Dumbledore had turned his back, unwilling to see him.

He didn't want to go up any further because he didn't want to see the other person, but he didn't expect that the other person would come down.

It seemed that they were discovered as soon as they stepped into the castle. It was understandable when you think about it, as he had been in this castle for more than half a century.

Grindelwald was wearing a black robe, which was his favorite color. It was spotless and clean as if it was new. He didn't look like a prisoner at all. His hair was a little sparse, but it was combed very neatly, and it was obvious that he had been dressed up.

Or maybe Grindelwald would just comb his hair every day when he had nothing to do in the castle.

"You remember it very clearly."

Dumbledore said calmly, "I have almost forgotten how long it has been."

“I remember it all the time,” Grindelwald replied.

I thought the two would be very excited, but unexpectedly they were very calm, so calm that neither of them had any emotional fluctuations. It was just like a normal chat between friends who see each other every day, although the content of their chat was not ordinary.

After a brief silence, Dumbledore spoke.

"Since you've already used that, you must have seen the future."

Although he didn't turn around, Dumbledore seemed to "see" the other person with his own eyes. He was referring to Grindelwald's eyes. Grindelwald did not have heterochromia, or he did not have heterochromia at the beginning.

It only appears whenever he displays his prophetic abilities.

Grindelwald was silent for a moment. "We will both die in the future."

Chapter 340 I am worried that this castle will not be able to bear it

"Who won't die? Even Master Nicolas Flamel, who lived for hundreds of years, chose to face death when he was 665 years old." Dumbledore turned his back to Grindelwald, chuckled and shook his head. He believed Grindelwald's words very much. He said that if he saw the future, then it must be this one.

It's just that he had prepared for death a long time ago. He had lived to be 115 years old, which was long enough.

And for a powerful wizard, death is only the beginning.

Perhaps in a few years, he will appear as a white-robed wizard holding a huge sword.

"Nicolas Flamel? Is he dead too? That's one less wizard than the two of us know."

Grindelwald's voice was filled with regret.

The two people seem to have different focuses, Dumbledore is relieved while Grindelwald is emotional.

Then he said with a nostalgic look: "Half a century has passed. To me, everything seems like yesterday. Those 'assistants' who followed me back then have basically returned to dust and disappeared with the wind."

"The few who were left also joined your student."

Voldemort's followers are called Death Eaters, and Grindelwald's followers are called "assistants" by him, although they are called "Witch Party" in the outside world.

Grindelwald sighed here, but Dumbledore did not respond.

Then there was silence again. The two used to be like-minded and could talk about anything and everything, as if they had endless topics to talk about. They expressed their respective ideals and could chat endlessly for days and nights.

Now they were speechless, and it was Grindelwald who took the initiative to break the silence.

"Dumbledore, this may be the last time we meet. Don't you want to see me even for the last time?"

Grindelwald stared at Dumbledore's back, and there seemed to be many indescribable things in his eyes.

From the beginning till now, Dudley and the others stood aside silently, eating melons quietly and listening to the two old men reminiscing about the past.

Even Ron, who was usually the noisiest, remained silent.

"What difference does it make whether you see it or not?"

Dumbledore shook his head. He had already let go of everything in the past. "I came here only to bring hope to the wizarding world."

"Is it them?"

For the first time, Grindelwald's gaze shifted away from Dumbledore and fell on Dudley and the others, with his focus shifting back and forth between Dudley, Harry and Neville.

"actually."

Grindelwald slowly withdrew his gaze from the three people and looked at Dumbledore's back again.

"I see more than one future. It's a strange thing, it's never happened before."

His words surprised Dumbledore, not just one. Future?

Grindelwald didn't care whether Dumbledore could see it or not. He pointed to his own eyes and said, "You know, I'm different from other wizards with the blood of the prophet. Through this eye, I can glimpse a little bit of the trajectory of the future, but I can't see the whole picture."

"Through those fragmented trajectories, I saw two completely different futures."

The light-colored pupils seemed to emit a unique light as Grindelwald spoke.

"Even now I can't tell which one is real."

Dumbledore nodded. If it was really as Grindelwald said, even he would not be able to tell the difference. Anything related to prophecy and time is the most mysterious even in magic.

He did not ask any further questions. From Grindelwald's tone, he could guess that it should be a prophecy with a good ending.

It doesn't matter how you died.

There is no point in knowing.

Seeing that Dumbledore did not ask any further questions, Grindelwald did not continue.

There was another brief silence, and this time it was Dumbledore who spoke first.

"I have to go now. I'll leave them to you."

As he said this, he walked straight towards the gate.

Grindelwald was surprised and asked, "Wait. You're not staying here? Aren't you worried that I might lead them astray? You were very concerned about Newt's favorite student being influenced by me."

He placed emphasis on the name 'Newt' and the word 'protégé'.

Apparently this wizard left a deep impression on him, so much so that he still remembered the name clearly decades later.

Dumbledore paused, turned his back to Grindelwald, smiled and shook his head: "Don't underestimate them because of their age."

"I think you'll like these students."

To be honest, the reason why he brought Dudley and the others here was that he wanted them to inherit the mantle of his old friend.

The biggest regret of a powerful wizard is that he has not found a suitable successor. Even Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts, specially created a secret room to find a successor.

"If they want to learn my knowledge, they have to see if they are qualified. You know, I never teach fools."

The two had been friends for decades. How could Grindelwald not know what Dumbledore was thinking? He just said proudly: "If they can't keep up with my pace, I will kick them out even if you brought them here."

Dumbledore said without hesitation: "If they are really unsuitable, then kick them out."

After saying that, he walked through the door of the hall.

From beginning to end he never introduced the situation of Dudley and the others to Grindelwald, as he believed that the other party would make his own judgment.

"I want to see how good the student you admire so much is."

Grindelwald muttered as he looked at Dumbledore's back until he completely disappeared.

His eyes fell on Harry and the others again. Under the gaze of those heterochromatic pupils, everyone felt different levels of pressure.

"Come on, use your strongest spell on me and let me see how good you are."

The best way to test a wizard's strength is to see the spell he is best at.

Hearing this, Dudley said seriously: "I suggest you don't do this."

"It's good for young people to have confidence, but don't worry. Your spells won't cause much harm to me."

Who is Grindelwald?

Decades ago, he made many countries tremble in fear and was listed as the most dangerous dark wizard by the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

There are wizards in this world who can hurt him. He has also seen these people in the prophecy, but he does not believe that they are old enough to hurt him.

"No, Professor Grindelwald."

Dudley immediately took advantage of the situation and called the other party professor, who didn't seem to mind being called that.

"I'm worried that the castle won't be able to bear it."

Grindelwald: “.”

Doesn’t Chapter 341 say that studying dark magic is prohibited in Hogwarts?

"Come one by one, you are the last one, I want to see how you tear down my castle." Grindelwald stared at Dudley and said, his heterochromatic eye seemed to want to see through Dudley.

Dudley shrugged innocently. He was really afraid of demolishing the castle.

After all, the alchemy array can also be classified as magic.

"Redhead, you're first."

Grindelwald pointed casually at Ron.

'The most powerful spell'

Ron, whose name was called, scratched his head in confusion. He seemed not to be very good at offensive spells. So...

Ron pointed his wand at Grindelwald.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Strictly speaking, this is a very dangerous spell, one of the most destructive curses, which can blow up everything it touches. Peter Pettigrew used this spell to blow up a street and kill 12 Muggles.

It takes the form of a ball of fire that explodes.

As the spell ended, an orange fireball-shaped flame engulfed Grindelwald's body.

Ron was not worried at all that his spell would hurt the other party, because this man was Grindelwald, the legendary dark wizard who was as famous as Professor Dumbledore.

"It's powerful, but it has many shortcomings. If you had raised your hand gesture just now a little bit higher, the destructive power would have increased by at least two levels."

After Grindelwald made a brief comment, he looked at the other person: "The one with platinum hair, you're the second one."

Draco did not hesitate. Although he was not an Austrian wizard, he grew up listening to the stories of Grindelwald.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Apart from the three unforgivable curses, Divine Strike is a standard black magic that is quite powerful but does not violate the laws of the wizarding world. The most important point is that if you don't know the counter-curse, you will not be able to remove the effects of this spell.

The invisible wind blade pierced through Grindelwald's body and cut a deep crack in the wall behind him, allowing the other side of the wall to be seen.

Thunderbolt Explosion is a range AOE spell, while Shadowless Sword is a single-target spell.

"It's an interesting spell. I think I've got the hang of it."

Grindelwald, who should have been pierced through the body, had no injuries on his body. He stretched out a finger and waved it, and an invisible wind blade similar to the one Draco had just cast struck less than ten centimeters away from his feet.

Just by watching it once, he mastered the trick of Shenfeng Wuying.

the third.

Neville threw a few seeds at Grindelwald.

"What's this.?"

Just when Grindelwald was confused, the seeds quickly changed, taking root and sprouting at an incredible speed and finally turning into mature plants.