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Chapter 161 Gringowa is going to be released from prison?
In the retro and gorgeous manor, when the lights came on, the maids served the dishes in an orderly manner. The person sitting in the upper seat looked ice-cold, and looked at a tired man with greasy hair and a tired face with black eyes.
"Lookwood, you should never forget who helped your parents to where you are today. That person has completely lost his mind." Tom Riddle shook his red wine glass, "After the battle of the Department of Mysteries, he also No one was sent to rescue you, I rescued you..."
"Yes...but...you and that lord...shouldn't be..." August Rookwood said tremblingly, talking about the person in front of him and that lord...it was obviously the same person.
"Is a man?"
Tom Riddle showed a cruel smile, and Rookwood immediately felt that his neck was strangled severely, and his body floated up uncontrollably, feeling that he would suffocate to death in a second.
Riddle still showed "kindness" and put him down after only 20 seconds of pain.
"My lord...I...we are willing to follow you forever." Rookwood immediately crawled towards Riddle, knelt on the ground and kissed his black robe.
"I'm back, and I should tell more people the news. I'm more rational, greater, and more promising than the person they support." Riddle drank the red wine, "I Not Voldemort, I give it to you as DarkLord."
His high-pitched, grim laughter echoed throughout the hall.
Not enough, not enough at all... He has only absorbed two Horcruxes now, one is a ring and the other is a locket.
I still need to find the rest...and fight against that future self. If I don't have the strength to contend with him, then I will still be taken back by him in the end.
Fortunately, he has torn his soul apart too many times, each time splitting his soul equally. After splitting many times, his strength has long been weakened. Even with Panik's blood, he is not much different from the current Riddle.
The diary is Voldemort's first Horcrux, which monopolizes half of his soul and almost half of his power, so Riddle has his own thoughts, which can absorb magic power and capture people's hearts.
The ring that occupies a quarter of the soul is even weaker. It has no consciousness of its own and can only confuse people through images.
The locket with one-eighth of the soul can only affect people's hearts... The more the Horcrux gets to the end, the energy is getting less and less, and the energy left by Voldemort is also getting less and less.
He will continue to call back Voldemort's old department, when Voldemort can't hold back and start a war with the entire wizarding world, when both of them are battered and bruised...
This is Riddle's best opportunity.
Only the victor deserves to write epics, no matter how dirty his means are.
"Rookwood, I will let you take care of it temporarily." Tom Riddle stood up, as if he was about to leave.
"My lord, where are you going?"
"Lestrange's offshoots in England are already unreliable, and I need more."
Solicitation never relies on violence, but on a gorgeous speech.
"My lord, Mengda has arrived." The maid ran in in a panic.
A brown-haired man suddenly stood at the gate, with a pair of gray ice-colored eyes dimmed. When he saw Tom Riddle, he felt more fear.
"Petrov...you chose the right side." Riddle nodded, "That little girl will be safe, your old master will be hard to tell who is who, Severus Snape and Lily Potter are prime examples."
"Yes..." said Petrov, "I beg you not to be like him."
Riddle brushed past Petrov, and the chill made Petrov tremble from head to toe.
In the past, Riddle restrained his hostility and deceived others to trust him, but now he no longer needed to pretend.
He is a liar, but liars are also deceived sometimes, just like the woman in childhood who clearly promised him that she would come to see him often...in the end she still left without saying goodbye.
Even after so many years... Riddle still remembers clearly that feeling of loss tormenting him all the time, so he needs more and more things to fill these losses.
But no amount of power, no amount of wealth... It seems that bringing that person by his side can fill his greedy heart better.
Anne Panik should never have let him go...it was a fatal mistake on her part.
And he shouldn't have left alone, it was Riddle's irreparable mistake.
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Dumbledore woke up from the darkness, his body became very weak because of drinking the unknown potion, and his internal organs were in burning pain.
In his memory, Snape cast a Killing Curse on himself under his arrangement... He should be dead.
And this real sense of presence... surprised him who has always been shrewd.
"Are you awake?"
"Miss Grindelwald..." Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at the girl standing by the door, her golden hair was white in the sun.
Dumbledore forced a smile, "I'm glad you're safe, but can you explain to me what happened?"
"Professor, let's eat something first." Miranda brought over the oatmeal, and Dumbledore took a sip.
"I thought you would put a lot of honey." He tasted it carefully, observing the room from the corner of his eye while speaking.
This room is not very big, with a very classic four-poster bed, two side-by-side bookshelves in the corner of the room, and a mahogany writing desk next to the bookshelves.
The walls are gray-blue, with portraits of Gellert Grindelwald and his family hanging on them. Gellert's parents, Miranda's grandparents, were away all the time, so the whole family didn't know where they were going, but they stayed at home. Three children were born.
The oldest is Gellert Grindelwald, who is only 13 years old, and there are three-year-old Marius and one-year-old Alberti Grindelwald in the family.
The only one who can support them is Gellert's great-aunt Bathilda Bagshot who lives in Godric's Hollow. In addition to helping the three children go to school, the great-aunt can also help them understand the history of magic.
Gellert was unmarried all his life, and Marius was old enough to have a child. When he thought he would never have a child in his life, Miranda Grindelwald was born.
And Alberti Grindelwald married Chris Panik, who was ten years younger than himself. After struggling for a long time, Chris finally gave up his magical ability and left a descendant, William, Bailey, and Mary have three children.
"I guess you don't really like sugar, not everyone likes Uncle Gellert, who always likes mints," Miranda said.
Dumbledore's grip on the spoon gradually loosened. In the past...Gellert always forced him to eat all kinds of sweets, obviously he didn't like them...and for so many years, he tried to fall in love with them...
It's like rubbing that person's shadow on your body forcibly.
It seems that that period of youth is still there, and so is that person.
Slowly, it seems that I also like this taste.
He was guilty of Arianna, or because of his guilt for Gellert... The goal designated by the two of them was finally inherited by Gellert, but he, Dumbledore, wanted to stand on the side of justice , to condemn Grindelwald, as if the sins of the past had nothing to do with him.
In the past 52 years, he has never faced Gellert. Gellert is like a mirror, reflecting his past self.
His gloomy expression only lasted for a second, and he immediately returned to the sharp Hogwarts headmaster.
"So what happened? Miss Grindelwald."
"Professor Dumbledore, Hogwarts needs you, maybe the current situation will be more complicated than imagined before... But I can't explain too much to you." Miranda said regretfully.
"I'm old. What the school needs are children like you. Our time is over after all."
"But you will always be our spiritual belief. What you may not know is that in the distance, many people have always respected you and called you the best professor. Professor, take a good rest, Grindelwald Manor You can visit anywhere here, I just hope you don't leave here."
After Miranda finished speaking, she left the room, and Vida Rozier stood outside the door, "Don't worry, he can't leave here in his current condition."
"Vader, don't let him leave here, now is not the time."
Dumbledore stared at the photo on the wall, a pair of parents, three children...it was like his own family.
I may be a good professor, but I'm not a good companion...and not a good brother either.
He swallowed the last mouthful of oatmeal porridge at the bottom of the bowl, the honey was accumulated at the bottom, it was so sweet, but the heart of an old man was extremely bitter.
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The number of times Miranda has been in and out of Nurmengard is beyond count. She only remembers being sent here as a child and spending a dark childhood... At the age of 11, she left here completely.
Even though Gellert Grindelwald was locked up here, even though the years had sunken his eye sockets, he never allowed himself to be decadent and unkempt.
Miranda vividly remembered what she had seen.For the description of Gellert Grindelwald, such embarrassment and oldness... were all caused after Dumbledore's death.
Nurmengard is located in Austria. Unlike Azkaban, which is surrounded by the sea, Nurmengard is surrounded by barren wasteland and dead trees.
"Uncle, I'm here to see you," Miranda said.
"He's dead, isn't he?" Gellert turned his head suddenly, his once meticulous hair falling loosely over his shoulders.
"He died so early... Lock me up here... He's a coward... What is this?!"
Miranda saw Gellert Grindelwald angry for the first time, and the red magic power leaked out all of a sudden, destroying the dead trees outside the tower.
She used an "armor body protection" to barely resist such an attack.
"Uncle, don't get excited. Dumbledore didn't actually..."
"Although I am imprisoned here, my eyes and ears have always been active in Europe...Albus is dead...I am not blind. I know that he has always wanted to die for so many years, using death to escape everything that caused him pain, But his mission was not done, that Harry Potter hadn't grown up, before that little boy grew up...Dumbledore had to take responsibility. And now that kid has grown up..."
"You mean he always wanted to die? How is that possible?"
"After the battle between me and him, that guy named Voldemort... Albus has to get rid of him... He needs to raise that Potter, he will never want to face the problems he caused himself." Gellert snorted One sound.
"Uncle, actually Dumbledore is not dead..."
Miranda told Gellert Grindelwald what had happened. He was surprised that the two children dared to act like this, and finally fell silent for a while.
"This method of yours... won't last long, unless you can get Albus to give up his wand. With that, everyone will believe that Dumbledore is dead."
"Sorry, we were careless." Miranda suddenly understood after Gellert's guidance.
Just having Dumbledore's "corpse" is not enough. If Dumbledore's Elder Wand is gone... with that illusionary fake corpse... it probably won't survive the burial, and people from the Ministry of Magic will find out.
Gellert Grindelwald was silent for a while, "Where is Dumbledore now?"
"Uncle... you want it?"
"Some things were closed in 1945, but there was a question on my mind," Gellert said. "I want to see him."
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