Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

If it wasn't voluntary, Grindelwald would be trapped in a prison?

"What on earth do you want to do, Dudley?"

Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at Dudley, as if he wanted to see through him.

"I just want you to work together with Professor Gellert to provide an additional layer of insurance against Senior Tom, that's all."

If Dumbledore and Grindelwald join forces, it seems that Voldemort may not be invincible.

He really did not deceive Dumbledore about this matter, and there was no need for him to stand absolutely against Voldemort just because he had destroyed Voldemort's Horcruxes several times and was Harry Potter's cousin.

The main reason is that Dudley doesn't want to defeat Voldemort purely by relying on the protagonist's halo as in the original book. There are too many unexpected events and the slightest mistake will lead to a different ending. It is unreliable no matter how you think about it, so it is better to take the initiative into his own hands.

Develop available resources to the maximum extent possible.

"Now you all see Dumbledore as your hope against Senior Tom. But you have to know that he is already over a hundred years old, and Senior Tom's recent plan has been targeting Professor Dumbledore. He wants to put him to death."

"If we don't prepare in advance, once something unexpected happens to the professor, how low will our morale drop? Will anyone dare to stand up to him?"

"Who will you count on then? Harry? Or me?"

Mr. Weasley and Scrimgeour nodded, thinking it made sense. Even Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

Only Percy, who had been with Dudley the longest, showed no reaction on his face. In his mind, Dudley was already equal to Voldemort, especially in terms of strength.

"The more you fear him, the more you dare not resist him, the more powerful he will become."

"If everyone is no longer afraid of him, then is the so-called Dark Lord still scary?"

I don't know if it's Dudley's illusion. He has been taking time to study recently. He always feels that Voldemort's power is abnormally strong. It seems to be related to other people's fear of him. The more people fear him, the stronger his power will be, just like a certain Yellow Lantern Corps.

Chapter 411 Offer your loyalty and I will grant you a position second only to me

After causing chaos in the Ministry of Magic, Voldemort returned to the temporary gathering place of the Death Eaters. This was the home of one of the Death Eaters. Although Lucius had several other manors in other places, he couldn't catch all of them.

And in the recent 'Manor Attack', Lucius, as the victim, has been under the protection of the Aurors to avoid being persecuted by the Death Eaters.

The second-in-command of the Death Eaters was worried that he would be persecuted by the Death Eaters, and it would be completely ridiculous to tell anyone about it.

However, this is reality, and reality is often stranger than stories.

"Master." The Death Eaters knelt obediently at Voldemort's feet.

They said they were going to rescue the captured Death Eaters, but when they saw Voldemort coming back alone, no one dared to ask. No one wanted to offend Voldemort for the sake of a few 'companions', even if he seemed to be in a really good mood.

"Avery, have someone prepare. I will be going to Nurmengard Prison in a week."

Voldemort is a man of swift and decisive actions. No one can change what he decides or the time he sets.

"Yes, Master."

Since Lucius was not there at the moment, Avery became Voldemort's special secretary. After all, you couldn't expect fugitives like Bella to show up in the wizarding world to do things. Avery was much more honest now than before. He just kept his head down and didn't dare to say any extra words.

The day after the riot at the Ministry of Magic, the Daily Prophet was surprisingly quiet. The front page headline was not about "Voldemort, Returns", but some trivial matters. The same was true for another newspaper sales giant, the Daily Poisons and Antidotes. The front page headline was still about the Harry Potter movie.

The same thing happened on the third and fourth days; the news seemed to have died down.

The Quibbler has some different explosive news - Fudge is gathering his army of fire elves and planning to take over the wizarding world.

This kind of content, which sounds nonsense and looks even more outrageous, is very popular among wizards. Everyone treats it as a serialized fantasy novel.

It was just that the employees of the Ministry of Magic who had seen Voldemort in the square that day spread the rumor among the wizards through the grapevine that 'He who must not be named' had returned, but unfortunately not many people believed it.

Finally, after five days, the Daily Prophet had different news. Some of the Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban were successfully arrested under the leadership of Minister of Magic Fudge, but there were still a small number of vicious Death Eaters still on the run.

The Daily Prophet reminds everyone to travel safely and notify the Ministry of Magic immediately if any abnormality is discovered.

A week later, Voldemort and his Death Eaters arrived in Austria as promised.

The Death Eaters had an unimpeded journey along the way as they swaggered into Nurmengard, a prison as famous as Azkaban in Europe. There was no unnecessary nonsense during the whole process. Anyone who dared to step forward to stop them would be killed with a spell.

Arrogant

Voldemort was extremely high-profile and had no intention of hiding anything.

The three major magic academies in Europe are located in England, France and Germany. The Ministries of Magic in other countries are far inferior to these three places. Even the Aurors in England are no match for them, let alone the Austrian Aurors who are obviously much weaker?

Vulnerable.

The Death Eaters easily broke through the defense line formed by the Austrian Aurors and almost killed the entire Austrian Ministry of Magic.

Pushing open the gate of Nurmengard Castle and looking at the towering spires and the solid walls around it, Voldemort suddenly felt that finding a castle as a base would be a good choice.

For example, Hogwarts is pretty good.

He and his Death Eaters never had a fixed gathering place, which always felt a little off.

Voldemort led his men to the top of the castle tower. Before entering the room, Voldemort waved his hand to signal everyone to stay where they were, and he went in alone.

After all, he was once a famous dark wizard. Voldemort believed that he should be given due respect. Of course, if the other party refused to cooperate, then Voldemort would not hesitate to "give" him a "big melon to eat". The respect Voldemort gave was limited.

When you push open the door, what comes into view is an ordinary room with very simple furnishings.

There was only a bed, a table and a bench, and on the table there was a bowl of unfinished white porridge.

It is hard to imagine that this was the room of the dark wizard Grindelwald. It was not much different from the room of an ordinary lonely old man. In fact, it was even worse because at least they would have a radio or something to relieve boredom.

The gray-haired old man was standing in front of the windowsill, seemingly looking into the distance, and when Voldemort came in, he turned slightly, as if waiting for the other party to arrive, and greeted him lightly.

"Hello, dark wizard who dares not reveal his real name."

Grindelwald did not call Voldemort Tom like Dumbledore and Dudley did, nor did he call him the Mysterious Man or the Dark Lord like other wizards did, nor did he call him the Dark Lord like the Death Eaters. Instead, he used a special name for the dark wizard.

"Hey hey hey"

Voldemort did not mind Grindelwald's rudeness. He felt the magic power on him, confirmed his identity, and laughed sharply: "Mr. Grindelwald, the extremely evil dark wizard, the initiator of wizard reform, is also my "predecessor" in a sense. I was inspired by you."

"'Senior'? I don't deserve that title."

Grindelwald shook his head. "I am different from you. I am just an ordinary, failed, lonely old wizard."

He called Voldemort a dark wizard and regarded himself as an old wizard.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought that what he did was wrong. He believed that everything he did was for the benefit of all mankind and was not dark, so he was not a dark wizard.

Although the outside world believes that he is an extremely evil dark wizard.

Voldemort did not understand the deeper meaning of Grindelwald's words. At first he thought he was complimenting himself, trying to raise himself by modestly claiming to be a failure. To be honest, he was quite happy about it. Voldemort's attention was mainly on another matter. He only wanted to know one thing from the other party, a piece of information that was crucial to dealing with Dumbledore.

"I need to know the secret of the Elder Wand. You once had it, so you should know to tell me everything you know, and I can get you out of this damn place."

"Of course, if you are willing to offer your loyalty, I will grant you a position second only to me."

Chapter 412 Voldemort, You Are So Pitiful

Grindelwald's profound magical power made Voldemort even want to recruit him.

unfortunately

He was facing Grindelwald, the man who almost overturned the entire world.

"You want to know the secret of the Elder Wand?" Grindelwald asked.

Voldemort thought he was interested, and said quickly: "Yes, tell me its secret and how to get it!"

There was no hiding his greed for the Elder Wand in his eyes.

"You are so pitiful."

Grindelwald said this, looking at Voldemort with pity in his eyes. Although he might be the most powerful wizard he had ever seen, more powerful than himself, the Obscurial, and Dumbledore, it did not stop him from saying this.

"You have lost your way in your quest for power."

"Pathetic?" Upon hearing this, Voldemort's face immediately showed a ferocious look, and his tone became sinister: "Nonsense, I am Voldemort, the Dark Lord that everyone fears, the most powerful dark wizard in the world."

He spoke very loudly, as if for emphasis.

"Me? I think you are the one who should be pitied. You are a wizard who almost changed the situation of the magic world, but now you are trapped in this dark little room. In the end, you can only die alone."

Grindelwald paid no attention to what Voldemort said and just listened as he continued.

"You may be very powerful, but you are now just a puppet controlled by fate. Just like you dare not reveal your real name, you have been trying to hide yourself while trying every way to strengthen yourself, just like a hermit crab, changing your protective shell over and over again to cover up your inner weakness."

As he spoke, one of Grindelwald's eyes gradually turned a different color, which meant that his predictive ability to see future fragments had been activated again.

"But no matter how hard you try, the end result is always the same."

He had seen several futures of Voldemort, and without exception they all ended in failure.

Whether it was Dudley, Harry, Neville, or even Dumbledore, he could have been killed.

It was as if it was destined by God. No matter what the process was, no matter what efforts Voldemort made, the result was the same, just as if it was destined by God that he would always meet his nemesis.

Voldemort, who used killing to scare wizards and spread fear to the entire wizarding world, was actually the one who feared death the most.

He tried desperately to live forever, whether it was Horcruxes, cursed unicorn blood, or dangerous magical transformations, he tried every possible way to extend his life.

All his pursuits ended up in vain, and he was just like a clown.

"You are so pitiful. Death is actually not that scary."

Grindelwald's right eye exuded a faint silver color, like a shaman: "It's just another unknown journey."

As a wizard, you should not just be afraid of death. It is not scary to face death calmly.

However, Grindelwald's words one after another, each of which hit Voldemort straight to the heart, had already made Voldemort lose his already limited patience.

"I ask you again, tell me the secret of the Elder Wand."

There was only coldness on Voldemort's face, even if Grindelwald told him now that he might become an Avada after getting the information he wanted.

It was obvious that Voldemort was broken.

"You can kill me. You can do it anytime."

Grindelwald smiled, slowly turned his body around, faced the window, and looked into the distance again. That was the location of Hogwarts.

"But you want me to tell you about next life."

Grindelwald's attitude completely angered Voldemort, and he pointed his wand at Grindelwald's back.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

A strong light burst out from the tip of the wand, and the dark green light hit Grindelwald's back without any suspense.

Grindelwald fell to the ground with a thump. The eyes of this powerful wizard who almost changed the world decades ago gradually lost focus, his pupils gradually turned gray, and his body functions began to completely disappear, until he finally became motionless and completely lifeless.

Voldemort turned and left the room without looking back.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows the secret of the Elder Wand?"

"Even if you don't tell me, I can find the answer."

Voldemort spoke to himself as if to comfort himself.

But this time he was right. Both the wizard who had obtained this wand and the wand maker who claimed to have made wands before BC knew the secret of the Elder Wand, so they were all Voldemort's targets.

The Death Eaters who came with him followed Voldemort closely like quails. They didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that if they displeased the other party, a green light would pass over their heads.

Just when Voldemort and others had just left Nurmengard Castle.

There was a loud bang that shook the earth, and flames illuminated the entire sky. The entire Nurmengard Castle began to collapse, and soon only a ruin was left.

Death Eaters

I don’t know how much time had passed, but after a few pieces of stone fell from the ruins, a gray-haired figure emerged from them.

If this isn't Grindelwald who was 'killed' by Voldemort, then who is he?

Grindelwald clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, then waved his wand to clean his dusty clothes. He could do anything but he had to maintain his demeanor.

"Puh, phuh, phuh!"

Suddenly, a strange sound came from Grindelwald's pocket, and then a silver-white snail crawled out from it. It was the Den Den Mushi calling.

Grindelwald picked it up, and Dudley's voice came from it.

"Are you ready for a new life, Professor Gellert?"

"Since it's a new life, why are you still calling it by the old name?" Grindelwald seemed to be in a good mood and asked back.