With the official showdown between Snape and Dumbledore, the two began a battle for influence and dominance over the savior.
Harry Potter was called to the headmaster's office by Dumbledore for a talk at least once every two or three days.
Snape would use indirect methods to find out the content of the conversation, and then refute them one by one in private to ensure that his stepson would not be deceived again.
During the confrontation between the two, a large number of secrets that were originally hidden were made public.
Especially when he learned that the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was actually Voldemort's Horcrux, Harry was completely shocked and terrified, and even had nightmares for several days.
Because he had faced the residual soul of Voldemort in his first year, and he knew very well what an evil, dark, twisted and sick guy that was.
When he thought about the fact that he had coexisted with the other person's soul fragments for more than ten years, he couldn't help feeling a chilling fear.
Every morning when I get up, wash my face and brush my teeth, I stand in front of the mirror and stare at the scar on my forehead for several minutes.
However, the biggest change that happened to Harry Potter was that he began to become like Hermione, madly eager to learn all kinds of magical knowledge.
Not only did he listen carefully in class, but he also spent most of his spare time in the library or going to Snape's office to ask him about spells, potions and other things he didn't understand.
Even his favorite Quidditch game was forgotten and he had no time to attend training.
This caused strong dissatisfaction from Gryffindor captain Oliver Wood.
But whether he went to complain to Professor McGonagall, the head of his own school, or threatened to kick Harry out of the team, the latter remained unmoved.
Because compared with the huge threat posed by the Horcrux in the scar, the so-called most popular sport among wizards is not worth mentioning at all.
Obviously, the reason why Harry absorbed knowledge so crazily was to find a way to separate Voldemort's Horcrux from his body.
But this is obviously not an easy task, at least not something that can be done in a short period of time, otherwise Dumbledore would have done it long ago.
The side effect of his crazy absorption of knowledge was that his grades in all subjects began to improve rapidly. His personality also changed greatly under the stimulation of the outside world. Together with Ron, who was also very smart, he became the fastest improving student in the second grade.
If nothing unexpected happens, after the end of this semester, the trio will completely deviate from their original life trajectory and embark on a completely different path.
All these changes made Albus Dumbledore, who liked to control everything secretly, feel a strong sense of crisis.
Especially when he learned that his most trusted deputy headmistress, Minerva McGonagall, had resurrected his brother and lover with the power of magical mercury, he felt as if he had been betrayed by the whole world.
After all, it was because Snape resurrected Lily that the two of them eventually had a fierce confrontation and conflict over how to treat Harry Potter.
Looking at the scene outside the window where students gathered in groups of two or three to play and joke around, the greatest wizard of the contemporary era could not help but sigh slightly and said with a slightly bitter voice: "I am really old. I am actually afraid of the changes that may happen in the future."
“No, it’s not the future that scares you, it’s the unknown that’s beyond your control.
Admit it, Albus, you have always been a very controlling person.
It is precisely because of this that you have always been careful to avoid touching power, for fear that you would get lost in it and become another me.
Because at our core, we are all the same.
It's just that I chose to release my nature, while you chose to hide it."
Grindelwald's phantom suddenly appeared out of nowhere next to him and bluntly exposed his old lover's hypocrisy.
"So you think I was wrong in my treatment of Harry?" Dumbledore asked without turning his head.
Grindelwald sneered in response, "It's not just about this matter! Everything you have done recently has put you in opposition to the entire wizarding world. If this situation continues, perhaps you will end up like me."
moment!
Dumbledore fell silent.
He understood that the other party was not exaggerating, but that it was really possible to happen.
After all, at the beginning, Gellert Grindelwald had won the support of thousands of wizards through his speeches, and created such a huge wave that even the International Confederation of Wizards had to respond.
If his risky plan had not succeeded, the world today might be a different place.
During this process, those people who originally fanatically supported Grindelwald completely changed their attitudes in a very short period of time, and even labeled him the famous "dark wizard".
You have to know that before this, he was hailed as a great man who could bring changes to the wizarding world, and his reputation and influence were no different from Dumbledore today.
Seeing that his old lover had understood what he wanted to say, Grindelwald continued, "Since you already know that you are old, you should let go and hand over the future to the young. Especially Thors, he will definitely grow into a great wizard far superior to you and me. With him around, Voldemort is nothing."
"That's why I feel uneasy. Because in this era, no wizard can be compared with Soth. Once he embarks on the wrong path, he will inevitably lead the entire wizarding world into a terrible abyss."
Dumbledore's tone revealed a strong sense of worry.
In his opinion, Zuo Si's growth rate was too amazing, and he had an incredibly strong sense of self-awareness and would not be affected by any external factors at all.
This means that once Zuo Si decides to do something, even Hermione, who is currently the closest to him, cannot stop him.
"That's why I said you have too strong a desire for control. Who can predict what will happen in the future? Even if you try your best, how long can you suppress Soth? One year, two years, three years? I guarantee that at this rate, he may replace you next year."
As he said this, Grindelwald's eyes and expression clearly contained a hint of mockery.
Because when he chose to admit defeat and quit decades ago, he had completely let go of everything.
But Dumbledore is different! Since he has betrayed his original oath to change the status quo of the wizarding world, he must shoulder the corresponding obligations to ensure the peace and tranquility of the wizarding world.
This heavy sense of responsibility inevitably leads to the illusion that he is the savior and the last hope.
That's why we always want to arrange everything properly and suppress all uncontrollable dangerous factors.
"So according to you, we should just leave it alone? Do you know how much impact and shock the resurrection ability of the second Philosopher's Stone brought to the originally peaceful magic world?
Whether in Britain, Europe, or America across the ocean, undercurrents began to surge in the fight for the right to use the magic stone.
Many dark wizards even secretly united to launch an attack to snatch it away.
I'd bet my beard that Voldemort is hiding in the dark right now, waiting for his chance to resurrect with the help of the power of this Philosopher's Stone.
But what about Kothos?
Just throw the Philosopher's Stone to those incompetent and corrupt officials in the Ministry of Magic and leave them alone!
As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I have never denied his talent and ability, but I cannot approve of such irresponsible behavior."
For the first time, Dumbledore publicly expressed his inner dissatisfaction.
In the old man's opinion, Zuo Si was too casual, even completely indifferent, in dealing with his messy inventions.
Whether it was giving Harry a magic scroll that was still in the research stage in his first year, or customizing a wand and ring for him as long as he was paid, or allowing Fudge and a group of Ministry of Magic bureaucrats to use the second Philosopher's Stone to conduct private transactions with those wealthy and powerful families, he felt very uncomfortable.
But Grindelwald shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why do I feel that what you just said is caused by human greed and has nothing to do with Soth? He is just more focused on the research he is interested in and doesn't want to waste his precious time and energy on those boring arguments.
If you have any objections to him, I would be very happy to act as a matchmaker and have him transferred to Beauxbatons or Durmstrang School of Magic.
I believe Nicolas Flamel would be very happy to have his alma mater accept such a genius who surpassed himself in the field of alchemy."
"Do you think I still have the ability to fire Soth now?"
Dumbledore had a self-deprecating look on his face.
"To tell you the truth, if I dare to touch him now, the Hogwarts Board of Directors and the British Ministry of Magic will immediately join forces to remove me from the position of headmaster. After all, in the eyes of these people, Soth represents the future and means huge interests and benefits."
"Hahahaha! I never thought you would end up like this." Grindelwald couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He suddenly felt that the scene before him was simply a huge joke played by fate.
It is so ironic that Dumbledore, who claimed to stand on the side of the interests of the majority, would eventually be betrayed by the group he had been protecting all these years.
"You didn't come here today just to laugh at me, did you?" Dumbledore turned around and asked.
Grindelwald stopped laughing and shook his head gently. "No, of course not. I came to inform you that Thors has arrived in France and is visiting Beauxbatons School of Magic. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to find time to visit me during his trip to Europe."
"You want him to inherit your ideals?"
Dumbledore's pupils suddenly dilated, then contracted, and then dilated again, and a suffocating sense of oppression emanated from his whole body.
At this moment, he no longer had any of his usual amiable kindness, but was instead as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.
You don't need to ask to know that this moment is the truest side of Albus Dumbledore.
After all, when he was young, he was a more radical revolutionary than Grindelwald.
Looking at this extremely familiar look, Grindelwald felt as if he had returned to the days decades ago when they talked about their ideals and passions in Godric's Hollow. After a long while, he responded, "No, dear Albus, you think too much.
I said that Soth has a strong sense of self that is unmatched by ordinary people.
Therefore, neither you nor I can exert any influence on it.
Even if one day he plans to overturn the Statute of Secrecy and reshape the world, it will definitely be out of his own ideas, not inheriting my ideals.
As for the content of our conversation, I will tell you exactly what happened later.
All for the greater good..."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Grindelwald's magic projection suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if it had never appeared.
Dumbledore stood there for about five or six minutes, then repeated in a low voice "for the greater good" before turning around and returning to the headmaster's office.
…
At the same time, far away in Europe across the English Channel, Zuo Si was visiting the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry deep in the Pyrenees Mountains, taking in the beautiful natural scenery and unique magical education there.
The escort was the headmaster, Madame Oleme Maxime, and the alchemist Nicolas Flamel.
Like Hogwarts, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is also a typical castle-style manor.
But compared to the terrible weather and the outrageously cold environment in the UK, it is obviously much more comfortable here.
Whether it is the endless vast green lawn or the spectacular scenery of towering mountains in the distance, it is so beautiful.
Moreover, on the lawn, many divine horses with silver manes, flaming eyes and bodies almost the same size as elephants were running freely in groups, adding vitality to the picture.
In terms of floor space alone, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is almost six times the size of Hogwarts, with some room to spare.
Because hundreds of years ago, the world's greatest alchemist, Nicolas Flamel, was born here.
In order to repay the school for its training, the latter made large donations throughout his long life, making it easy for Beauxbatons School of Magic to annex large tracts of land around it.
"What is your first impression of our place?" Madame Maxime asked with a smile.
Although she was a three-meter-tall mixed-blood giant, her movements and tone revealed an elegance that was difficult to describe in words.
Zuo Si answered directly: "It's pretty good. If I have to choose between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons to settle down permanently, I will choose the latter without hesitation. Because the weather in the British Isles is really terrible, especially after October. If you are not careful and get caught in the rain, you will catch a cold."
"Haha, the winter weather in the UK is really not very good."
When Madame Maxime heard these words, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.
Although Zuo Si successfully avoided direct comparisons between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons with her "high emotional intelligence", it was still a victory for her to surpass her biggest competitor in terms of livability.
In fact, the overt and covert competition between the three major magic academies in Europe has never stopped.
The "Triwizard Tournament" that lasted for seven hundred years is the best proof of this.
Friendship first, competition second, all this is just a lie.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a strict magic contract, and so many contestants wouldn't have died in various dangerous competitions.
Simply put, the Triwizard Tournament is an external display by the three magic schools of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang to prove their strength.
Whoever wins the final victory will temporarily sit on the throne of the best magic school in Europe.
Nicolas Flamel, who had lived for several centuries, obviously knew very well what the headmaster was thinking. He immediately interrupted with a slightly helpless tone, "Let's talk about business. I brought Soth here to exchange magic, not to talk about the weather in England."
"Oh! I'm sorry, Master. I would have forgotten if you hadn't reminded me." Madame Maxime quickly knelt down to apologize.
As the longest-living, most famous and influential alumnus, she dared not take Nicolas Flamel's words lightly.
After all, in addition to having a resounding name, this old man is also the biggest "sponsor" of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The huge magic statue standing on the campus is the best proof of this.
You know, in Hogwarts, even Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest wizard of our time, did not receive such treatment.
"Forget it. Compared to this, I want to know why none of the officials from the Ministry of Magic who were said to be coming have shown up? Didn't they say they would come to meet Soth in person?" Nicolas Flamel asked with a frown.
Madame Maxime smiled bitterly and replied, "Haven't you heard? There has been a problem with the prison where the prisoners are held recently. A dark wizard defeated the guards and broke in, taking away thirteen criminals who had committed numerous crimes and were sentenced to life imprisonment. The Ministry of Magic is currently busy hunting down fugitives, so it has no time to take care of other things."
"What? Dark wizards attacked the prison? The world is really becoming more and more chaotic." Nicolas Flamel was obviously surprised.
But what he didn't know was that this extremely vicious dark wizard in the legend was standing right next to him.
That’s right!
The attack on the prison was done by Zuo Si, and those serious criminals were all sacrifices prepared for the resurrection of the young Voldemort.
However, what he didn't expect was that the French Ministry of Magic reacted so strongly after the prison break, and they tracked him for several days in a row without any sign of relaxing.
"Who says it's not true? Recently, several vicious cases have occurred in the European magic world. It is said that the final finger is pointed at the resurrection ability of the second philosopher's stone. Currently, someone on the black market is offering one million gold galleons just for a magical mercury that is enough to resurrect the dead."
While saying this, Madame Maxime did not forget to glance at Zuo Si beside her out of the corner of her eye.
In her opinion, the second Philosopher's Stone made by Zuo Si is much more precious than the first Philosopher's Stone made by Nicolas Flamel.
Apart from anything else, the ability to come back to life from the dead alone is enough to drive countless wizards crazy.
Nicolas Flamel sneered and said sarcastically, "One million gold Galleons? It seems that some families are almost unable to hold back. When I made the first Philosopher's Stone, they also joined forces to try to take it away. But this time, they are not only facing the British Ministry of Magic, but also the entire British wizarding world including Dumbledore."
"Sounds interesting?" Zuo Si touched his chin with a playful expression.
There is no doubt that as a magical world spread all over the world, it is obviously impossible to be as simple as depicted in the original book, with only one Voldemort and his mentally ill subordinates causing trouble.
Just the opposite!
Those ancient magic families that have existed for hundreds or even thousands of years are giants that are rooted in all levels of society.
Especially on the European continent, many ancient families can be traced back to the ancient Greek city-state era, Alexander's conquest period, ancient Roman Republic era, etc. thousands of years ago. Their foundation is simply not comparable to those "nouveau riche" on the British Isles.
The Malfoy family, which currently holds a huge influence in the British wizarding world, was actually just one of the ordinary wizarding families that entered England with William the Conqueror in the early 1000s.
They even deeply rooted themselves in the society through marriage. Whether they were half-blood wizards or Muggle-born wizards, if they traced back to their ancestors, they would find that they were the descendants of a lost member of a large family.
"Fun? Believe me, it won't be that fun if these guys decide to attack you. Be careful, Soth, they have their eyes on you." Nicolas Flamel warned solemnly.
"It doesn't matter. As long as they are not afraid of death, then come on."
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth into a dangerous smile, while fiddling with the special magic wand in his hand.
“It’s great to be young!”
意识到眼前的年轻人肯定提前做好了准备，尼可·勒梅便不再多说废话，仅仅是感慨了一句，便示意马克西姆夫人尽快安排一趟公开课。
他可不希望战斗的爆发地点是在布斯巴顿校园内部。
就这样，左思在欧洲三大魔法学校之一的布斯巴顿度过了难忘的四天。
尤其是这里女性学生的热情与开放，为其留下了极为深刻的印象。
才短短四天功夫，他就收到了不下三十封情书、十次有预谋的“意外”相遇，以及大量的鲜花、礼物和充满暗示性的小卡片。
真不愧是浪漫法国！
只可惜，左思现在满脑子都在思考这些扎根于欧洲大陆的古老巫师家族会对自己采取怎样的行动，所以根本没心思来一场美妙的邂逅。
等离开布斯巴顿之后，他的旅程立刻由明转暗，直接从所有人的视线范围内消失了。
趁着那些探子和眼线在疯狂寻找的空档，左思悄无声息来到专门关押盖勒特·格林德沃的监狱——纽蒙加德。
当然，这里严格意义上来说并不能算是一座监狱，而是类似于自我囚禁。
毕竟当初这位在整个欧洲掀起革命浪潮的强大巫师，并不是真的被击败了，而是自己选择认输。
另外，像阿兹卡班那样的普通监狱，也不可能关得住格林德沃。
看着这座耸立在山峰顶端的尖塔，还有入口上方那句名言“为了更伟大的利益”，左思直接将自己化作灵体穿过墙壁和天花板，轻而易举骗过了守卫。
就在他准备直接进入最后房间的时候，突然发现有人在这里施加了威力强劲的力场防护和灵体驱逐。
尤其是那些复杂的咒语，甚至可以直接解除一切变形、虚化等加持在身上的魔法效果。
不用问也知道，这些咒语全部都是由邓布利多本人亲自施展并加持的。
除了校长大人之外，估计也只有伏地魔或者格林德沃本人能够做到这一点。
其中不少古老的咒语，早就因为学习起来太过困难且危险，慢慢被越来越简单化的新咒语所替代。
但简单的代价就是漏洞百出，非常容易被破解。
这也是为何古代咒语往往比现代咒语威力更强的原因。
作为一个对于魔法知识有着异常兴趣的旅法师，左思当然不可能放过这种学习的机会，立马便开始了有条不紊的解咒工作。
每当成功解除一个咒语，就会把该咒语的结构记录下来，打算带回去找个机会深入研究，最终完成改良和转化。
等拆除掉最后一个阻挡自己前进的防护咒，他这才随手给了蹲在门口的看守一个昏睡咒，然后迈开步子推开正门走了进去。
由于光线比较暗淡的关系，只能依稀看到一个略显瘦弱身影站在房间中央。
尽管他已经非常老了，但是却身姿却依然挺拔，散发着一种舍我其谁的独断与专横。
尤其是两只眼睛，在昏暗光线的衬托下就如同挂在天空的星辰，既明亮又透彻。
“你来了……我还以为你会更早一点呢。”
格林德沃主动开口打了声招呼。
左思耸了耸肩膀回答道：“不好意思，我研究牢房外面加持的那些防护和驱逐咒语有些入神，结果一不小心就忘却了时间。哦，差点忘了，我还给您带了一份礼物。”
说着，他从口袋里掏出一个足有饼干箱子大小的纸质包裹。
格林德沃显然并没有预料到左思还会给自己带礼物，下意识接过来拆开包装，结果发现是一大盒的软糖，立刻忍不住笑了：“哈哈哈哈！你很有趣！比我想象中还要有趣得多。顺便提一句，这是阿不思最喜欢的礼物，而不是我。”
“我觉得邓布利多教授喜欢的东西，你应该也应该喜欢才对。毕竟你们俩在某些地方是如此的相似。尝尝吧，味道很不错的。”左思做了个请的手势。
“你现在说话的语气和神态，让我想起了年轻时候的他。”
格林德沃一边感叹，一边拿起几块软糖扔进嘴里咀嚼，眼神中透露出对于过去美好时光的缅怀。
等嘴里的软糖下肚之后，他才把糖果包放在身后的桌子上，开始饶有兴致上下打量着站在自己面前的年轻人，足足过了一分钟才开口说道：“你果然跟阿不思很像！尤其是那种不为外界所动的强烈自我意志，简直就像是一个模子刻出来的。说吧，你大老远跑过来见我究竟是为了什么？”
“在表明来意之前，我想先提个小小问题。您畏惧死亡吗？”左思郑重其事的问道。
“不，不畏惧。对于像我这种年纪的人来说，死亡并不是一切的终结，而是另外一场新冒险的开始，早一点晚一点都没有什么大不了的。”
格林德沃语气中带着轻松跟愉悦。
其实在这方面，从决定掀起推翻保密法革命的那一刻开始，他就已经将自己的生死置之度外了。
“太好了。那能麻烦您帮我个小忙，去死几次可以吗？”左思面带微笑提出了要求。
死几次？！
听到这句话，饶是格林德沃见多识广也当场愣在原地半天没回过神来。
毕竟在大多数人的认知中，生命往往只有一次，死了就彻底完蛋了。
但很快，他意识到左思已经掌握了死而复生的力量，所以这句话想要表达的意思应该是让自己去探索死后的世界，然后再复活将看到的一切描述出来。
想明白这一点之后，这位与邓布利多拥有相差无几实力的强大巫师深吸了一口气，用不是很确定的语气质问道：“你想要揭开死亡的奥秘？”
左思轻轻点了点头：“没错。我对死亡后的世界非常感兴趣。但考虑到大多数人对于死亡都非常恐惧，所以很难在死后集中精神观察周围的景象和细节。只有像您和邓布利多教授那样，对于死亡完全没有半点畏惧的人，才能协助我完成这项研究。”
“你可真是个疯子！”
在确认了自己的猜测后，格林德沃眼神中第一次透露出强烈的忌惮。
他终于意识到，为什么每当提起眼前年轻人的时候，自己的老情人永远都会是一副警惕的模样。
因为这种完全不在乎伦理道德只想要最终结果的思维方式，实在是太过于危险且吓人了。
尤其死亡这个领域，巫师们对它的了解微乎其微，正常来说应该先以最谨慎、温和的手段去慢慢尝试。
可左思倒好，上来就是直接拿人做实验，而且还是丧心病狂的死亡实验。
“疯子？也许吧。如果您不反对的话，我们现在就开始如何？”
左思一边说着，一边从随身携带的行李箱内掏出大量仪器和装置，将原本就不是很大的房间摆放的满满当当。
其中有些一看就知道是科技设备，主要用来检测脑电波，而更多的还是他亲手打造的魔法设备。
看着这些奇形怪状的仪器，格林德沃嘴角不经意的抽搐了一下，抬起头问道：“如果我说不同意，你会怎么做？”
“不同意？为什么不同意？您不是说自己对于死亡没有任何恐惧，早来一点、晚来一点都无所谓吗？”
左思一边说着，一边把蕴含着少量灵能的头箍戴在对方脑袋上。
从这熟练的动作不难看出，他压根就没打算给格林德沃拒绝自己的机会。
当然，格林德沃也没有反抗或是拒绝的意思，任由这些仪器一个一个套在身上，用十分好奇的口吻问：“你打算用什么方法杀了我？索命咒吗？还是其他杀戮咒语？记得别弄得太血腥，不然的话清理起来会很麻烦。”
“放心，我保证杀戮过程会十分高效，既不会流血也没有一丝痛苦。不过在开始之前，请麻烦在这份自愿协议上签个字。”
左思不知道从什么地方掏出了一张密密麻麻写满蝇头小字的羊皮纸卷轴。
要知道杀人在魔法界可是一级重罪，被发现的话百分之百要吃官司。
但如果当事人是自愿参与某些危险魔法研究导致的意外，那就是另外一回事了。
“你是魔鬼吗？”
扫了一眼契约上的内容之后，格林德沃整个人感觉都不好了。
因为那些引用的法律条款和判例，有超过半数以上他都从来没有听说过。
而且如果签了这份协议，无论发生什么事情后果都要自己承担，跟对方没有半毛钱的关系。
左思笑着回应道：“不，我只是喜欢提前把必要的准备做足而已。来吧，快签字，然后我们的实验就可以开始了。难道您就不好奇，死亡后的世界究竟是一副什么样子吗？传说中的死神是否真的存在？这一切马上就会有答案了。”
“好吧，我签字。”
老人显然被说动了。
对于魔法界秘密他已经了解的差不多了，如果能在生命的最后阶段去开启一段死后的冒险也不错。
As the name Gellert Grindelwald appeared on the last line of the parchment scroll, a cold negative energy instantly swept through the entire room.
Grindelwald didn't even have time to react before he lost consciousness and died on the spot.
Needless to say, Zuo Si did not use the killing curse, but instead used the [Finger of Death] from the Seven Rings Magic.
Because the Killing Curse is an unforgivable curse banned by the Ministry of Magic of various countries, as a good student who abides by the law (at least on the surface), how could he break the law knowingly? But if it is replaced with the [Finger of Death], it will be different.
Since this spell has never appeared in this world, it will naturally not appear on the banned list.
After killing Grindelwald, Zuo Si did not rush to resurrect him, but took out a pocket watch and started timing.
About half an hour later, he revived the already cold corpse.
In the blink of an eye, accompanied by violent twitching, Grindelwald's soul was forcibly dragged back from the afterlife.
The moment he opened his eyes, a large number of instruments around him began to make shrill sounds.
Especially the brain waves, which are at least dozens of times more intense than usual.
“Hoo—hoo—hoo—”
After a burst of violent gasping, the old man finally struggled to get up. There was no longer the previous indifference in his eyes, but a hint of fear.
"What did you see?" Zuo Si asked softly.
"Cold! Despair! Chaos! Darkness! After the death of the body, the soul will be dragged into another world by a powerful force. There is nothing there. Tens of thousands of souls gradually forget everything in the void." Grindelwald answered in a trembling voice.
"Besides that? What else?" Zuo Si continued to ask with strong curiosity in his eyes.
Grindelwald lowered his head and thought for a moment, then whispered, "There is also... a huge abyss with no visible bottom! All the empty souls that have forgotten everything will eventually fall into it."
"Thank you. This is very valuable first-hand information. Next, I will extend the death time to one hour. I hope you can bring back more useful information."
After saying that, Zuo Si completely ignored the other party's resisting look and raised his hand to fire another [Finger of Death].
As a result, Grindelwald fell into death again before he even had the chance to say no.
Obviously, the statement “death is the beginning of another great adventure” is just self-deception.
For the soul after death in this world, there is no adventure at all, nor any so-called greatness, only emptiness and nothingness.
Of course, when the transformation between life and death occurs, Zuo Si also noticed that the brain will produce very strong electric waves at the moment the soul enters the body.
If it can be utilized, it might be useful in awakening and strengthening psychic powers.
Just as he was using Grindelwald as an excellent experimental subject to try to figure out the mystery of life and death, the two Voldemorts finally met deep in the forest of Albania.
To be precise, it was the young Dark Lord who sneaked out during the Halloween holiday and took the initiative to find his other self.
Right now, the two were standing in a bunker staring at each other.
About half a minute later, young Voldemort was the first to speak sarcastically, “How ugly! I never thought that decades later, I would become such a pathetic and pitiful person.”
"Hmph! You are still using someone else's body, so you have no right to say such things." The adult Voldemort retorted unceremoniously.
Since neither of them has truly resurrected yet, what they just said is basically the pot calling the kettle black.
Of course, as people with strong self-awareness, the fact that the two Voldemorts did not fight directly when they met was already a very good start.
At least they both knew that the other needed their help.
After a brief silence, young Voldemort spoke again: "I have encountered a powerful and difficult opponent and need your help."
"Oh? Could the person you are talking about be Thors?" The adult Voldemort grinned and revealed a very vicious smile.
He had personally experienced how powerful the spells Zuo Si used in battle were.
Especially the power of the Killing Curse was far greater than his own.
So I was very clear that I was no match for his opponent when I was young, and I suffered a huge loss for sure.
"So it is true that you were defeated by him last year?"
The young Voldemort was no pushover either, and he chose to hurt each other in order to uncover another person's scars.
Just like before, their conversation came to a sudden halt.
In the end, the adult Voldemort chose to take a step back and responded in a slightly gloomy tone: "Yes, I was defeated by him. But it was not because of my strength, but because I was not resurrected and could only use the body of a stupid servant. I couldn't exert my full strength. If you can help me steal the Philosopher's Stone, I will help you deal with Thors after I am resurrected."
"Why should I trust you? What if you break the promise and kill me first after you are resurrected?" young Voldemort questioned.
The adult Voldemort said expressionlessly: "I can't give you any guarantees. Because we all know that there can only be one Voldemort in this world. But I can give you five years to grow. After five years, we will decide who will stay through a battle."
The young Voldemort was quite satisfied with this condition and nodded immediately: "Deal! Now, it's time to discuss how to snatch the Philosopher's Stone from the British Ministry of Magic."
"I have a good plan on this point. That is to let those wizarding families and dark wizards who are eager for the power of resurrection pave the way for us." A sinister smile appeared on the face of the adult Voldemort.
"It seems that we have the same idea. On the way here, I have already contacted some dark wizard groups and wizard families, and I am planning to provide them with some help within my ability. But before I do anything, I have to find a way to prepare a body for you."
"As long as there is enough magic power, nothing else matters..."
(End of this chapter)