Chapter 553 Grindelwald!



Chapter 553 Grindelwald!

Dumbledore's grave looks similar to Ravenclaw's grave in the Masonic secrets, both made of a huge piece of marble.

But the difference between the two is that Ravenclaw's grave is black, while Dumbledore's grave is snow-white, and under the moonlight it still reflects a warm luster, like jade.

In front of the grave stands a snow-white tombstone with ancient Latin words on it:

When I was young, I dreamed of changing the world; when I matured, I found that I could not change the world, so I shortened my vision and decided to change only my country; when I entered my twilight years, I found that I could not change our country, and my last wish was just to change my successor; but that seemed to have failed. As I lie in bed now, dying, I suddenly realize: If I only change myself at first, then I may change my family; with the help and encouragement of my family, I may do something for the country; then, who knows? I may even change the world.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

1881-1997

Standing in front of the tombstone, Mike silently read the words on it. After a long time, he sighed softly, sat cross-legged on the smooth marble surface, and drank the wine in his hand.

"Is there any more wine?"

An old voice came from behind the tombstone. Mike stood up and looked, and saw an old man with silver-white hair and two different-colored eyes sitting on the ground with his back against Dumbledore's tombstone.

The old man looked like he had walked a long way. The pair of dark brown deerskin shoes under his feet had been worn out and the black windbreaker on his body was also tattered.

Mike hesitated for a moment, and then handed the bottle in his hand over.

The old man was defenseless against Mike. He took the bottle and raised his head to drink it all in one breath. Then he took a long breath, burped and said:

"Good wine, I haven't drunk it for a long time."

Mike did not reply.

The old man didn't care. He tapped the tombstone behind him with the empty bottle and said to Mike:

"How is it? This guy's epitaph is pretty good, right? Haha, this guy is always so sentimental. If it were me, I would never write any epitaph. I wouldn't even hold a funeral. It's ridiculous to let a large group of people cry around my body!"

As the old man spoke, he gently stroked Dumbledore's tombstone.

His movements were gentle and his expression was sincere. He looked like he was stroking the face of his lover.

Looking at the old man stroking the tombstone in the moonlight, Mike remained silent.

He just looked at the other person expressionlessly, his movements were relaxed and natural, and he seemed to be defenseless, but the elder wand appeared in his hand at some point.

The moonlight shone on the wand, reflecting a strange purple light.

"Oh? He actually gave all this to you?" The old man looked at the wand in Mike's hand and said with some surprise, "It seems that he really thinks highly of you. I believe that if the phoenix in his hand only chooses the owner he likes, he would also give it to you, right?"

Mike still did not speak.

This seemed to have angered the other party. The old man suddenly frowned and said dissatisfiedly:

"Hey, didn't Dumbledore teach you social etiquette? You have this attitude when the elders are talking to you? Do you know who I am?"

"Gellert Grindelwald."

Mike said softly, and at the same time, his tense muscles gradually relaxed.

That's right, the old man who appeared in front of Mike at this moment was the first generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald who made the whole of Europe fall into fear decades ago!

Mike recognized him at the first sight, his heterochromatic pupils were really too conspicuous.

To be honest, he was not surprised at all that he came to Mike. After all,

although he has been imprisoned in the tower of Nurmengard for all these years, who can really imprison a legendary wizard?

Grindelwald was just fulfilling his promise to Dumbledore and imprisoning himself.

Now that his old friend is dead, he will definitely come to mourn.

But Mike really didn't expect that the other party would hide here specifically, waiting for his arrival. He

is not kind!

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Facing this legendary strongest dark wizard, Mike immediately raised his 120,000-point vigilance.

But soon, he realized that he might have overreacted.

The other party is very strong, but he is already a legendary wizard.

You know, although the gap between ordinary wizards and legendary wizards is very large, the gap between legendary wizards is very small.

In other words, the other party may not be able to beat himself, especially when he still has the elder wand in his hand!

Besides, the other party has been imprisoned for many years, how much real combat ability can he have?

You know, in the original book, Voldemort killed him easily!

But in any case, things still need to be made clear.

Thinking of this, Mike lowered the elder wand that he had raised in his hand again. He looked at Grindelwald and said seriously:

"I'm sorry, but Dumbledore's death is inevitable."

"I know, I know everything." Grindelwald smiled freely, "Dumbledore has already communicated with me in letters. He always said in the letters that you are such an amazing young man. Although it seems a bit extreme now, with a little guidance, you can achieve great things in the future. Even do what we couldn't do at the beginning... change the world. In the letter, he told me his plan

, including trying to find a way to rescue you from the Ministry of Magic, and asking you to kill him to relieve his pain. He also told me that he hoped I wouldn't blame you because it was his own choice." After that

, Grindelwald stood up with the help of the tombstone.

I don't know if it was because he had been sitting for too long or because he was too old.

His movements were very slow, and his legs were still trembling faintly.

But in the end, he stood up and faced Mike.

It was not until this moment that Mike realized that the other party was actually taller than him, almost 1.9 meters tall, almost the same height as Dumbledore.

And then, the other party's face, which was full of ravines under the moonlight, suddenly showed a rebellious smile!

He pointed his finger at Mike and roared:

"My brother is dead! He will never come back to life! Do you know how angry I am? Ah? Mike Townley, although Dumbledore asked me not to blame you, I won't care so much! You know, I am

- Gretel Grindelwald!"

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Mike felt a strong suction coming from Grindelwald's body, and then the surrounding scene changed dramatically.

The dark woods, the black lake shining silver in the moonlight, and the bright Hogwarts Castle all disappeared, replaced by a red-yellow desert!

'Secret realm? '

Looking at the surroundings, Mike quickly made a judgment.

But before he could further observe the surroundings, a lizard nearly one meter long, with protruding eyeballs and covered in strange spiked scales, opened its mouth towards him.

"Puff!"

A large ball of transparent liquid was sprayed out.

This strange transparent liquid seemed to have some special magic power. It burned as soon as it saw the light, and turned into a fire dragon in the air and flew towards Mike!

But how could Mike take this little flame seriously?

Facing the mighty fire dragon, Mike's face was not only not panicked, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He saw that the elderberry wand in his hand swung slightly, and the long string of fire dragons suddenly shrank under his control, and turned directly into a ball of fire floating beside him.

But this was just the beginning. In Mike's sight, more and more lizards crawled out of the sand dunes and surrounded him tightly.

Then, there was a round of volleys.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion sounded from the desert, and all the attacks repeated the mistakes of the previous flame jet, turning into balls of red flames floating around Mike.

Under the baking of these flames, the temperature around Mike has reached a very terrifying level, and even the sand around him can't withstand this super high temperature and began to crystallize.

But Mike, who was in the center of the seat, didn't show any abnormality. He stretched out his hand and gently flicked the yellow sand on his shoulder, and slowly said to Grindelwald who was standing in the distance:

"It seems that Dumbledore didn't tell you my ability. Give up, the fire is ineffective against me."

"Oh? Then what about this trick?"

Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and swung the black magic wand in his hand violently, and a ball of surging magic power rose into the air, turning into countless dark green beams in the air and flying towards Mike.

At this moment, the floating flames around Mike suddenly condensed and formed a wall of fire in front of Mike!

The green light that filled the sky finally fell like raindrops, covering the entire area where Mike was.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of explosions suddenly sounded, and large amounts of sand and dust were blown into the sky, completely covering Mike and the flames.

When the smoke gradually dissipated, it was seen that Mike was already surrounded by craters. Some of the bottoms of the craters were covered with colorful crystals, and there were

faint flames burning on them. But Mike, who was in the center of the explosion, was unscathed, and even the wall of fire in front of him was not damaged at all.

"It's useless. This ordinary level of magic can't hurt me even if you use it more skillfully." In the flames, Mike lowered his eyes and said seriously, "So you should use your legendary ability quickly. To be honest, I am still quite interested in this."

"Ha! What a shameless kid!"

Grindelwald laughed and pointed the wand in his hand to the sky.

Then, a large mass of extremely sticky black liquid with a dark atmosphere gushed out from his wand, and began to spread around in a weird manner that violated gravity.

Moreover, the flow speed of this black liquid was extremely fast and its destructive power was extremely strong. Wherever it went, everything was annihilated. Everything was either eroded or swallowed by it. In just a short while, most of the area in Mike's vision was completely covered by darkness and became a dark world without light. Even the originally scorching sun above his head was dimmed at this moment.

Mike felt a sharp pain in his brow!

This was the mental power in his body warning him!

At this moment, every bit of magic in his body was screaming madly, urging Mike to start fighting back, because they knew very well that if Mike was really swallowed by the weird black, he would really die!

"Ha!"

Mike shouted violently. At the critical moment, he no longer held back. The cursed flame that seemed real and illusory suddenly emerged from his body after being enhanced by the elderberry wand, and turned the surrounding area into a world of fire!

The flames and darkness intertwined together, completely dividing this world into two halves, one side was the silent darkness, and the other side was the surging flames!

But although Grindelwald's darkness was powerful, it was lower than Mike's cursed flame in terms of energy level. So at the junction of the flame and the darkness, Mike's cursed flame completely took the upper hand. The cursed power in it continued to move forward with the support of the huge amount of magic in Mike's body, dissolving the terrifying darkness!

"So you, like that kid named Tom, have awakened multiple abilities, and it's this kind of pure but advanced energy." Seeing this, Grindelwald's face flashed a trace of surprise, and he said with a wry smile, "You are really lucky to be so favored by this world."

Facing Grindelwald's words, Mike remained silent.

Now all his mind is on controlling the cursed flame, because he knows very well that the darkness released by Grindelwald is lower than the cursed power in terms of energy level, but it is far more destructive than the cursed power.

So although he has the upper hand now, it is not so easy.

Fortunately, Grindelwald is not in a completely victorious state now. Mike soon discovered this after fighting with him. The level of magic power in his body should be less than one-tenth of that in his heyday. But even so, the opponent is still deadlocked with him until now, and even made Mike feel a fatal threat!

This is simply a monster!

Mike really can't imagine what the opponent will look like in his heyday. With that terrifying dark power, it is probably easy for him to destroy a city and a country, right?

Similarly, how terrifying would Dumbledore be when he defeated Grindelwald?

The two of them are one light and one dark, mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, loving and killing each other!

If the two of them join forces, I am afraid that even if the Muggles go all out and use unlimited nuclear weapons, they can't defeat them, right?

Thinking of this, Mike's face became more ferocious, and the curse flames around him became more fierce.

No matter how glorious and powerful the opponent was in the past, that was yesterday's news!

My lord! Times have changed!

This battle today!

He must win!


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