People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 189: The Deathly Hallows and the Conclave

Grindelwald walked around with his hands behind his back. The room was not big, and only a yellow candlelight could illuminate the two of them.

I don't know how long it took before a slightly old voice was heard in the room.

"You think black magic is too mysterious. In fact, there is no kind of magic that can achieve the two situations you mentioned."

"So that's how it is." Afro stood straight with her hands in her pockets, her sharp eyes casually sweeping over Grindelwald's hands.

"As I recall, sir, you once had a wand?"

Grindelwald paused, but his expression showed no flaws. He smiled and sat back in his chair, leaning his back straight against the wall.

"Of course, every wizard has his own wand, and I am no exception."

Afro walked forward slowly, and looked carefully at the dark wizard who had made a big splash in the European magic world in his early years through the railings made of special materials.

"It's a magical wand, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Grindelwald put away his relaxed and perfunctory look. His deep eyebrows and eyes were as dangerous as the freezing black lake in Hogwarts, and his smile did not reach his eyes.

"Indeed, it is not only magical, but also possesses powerful power."

Grindelwald said as he walked over to the bars of the cell and the two of them stared at each other through the cell door.

"It's called the Elder Wand, and it's one of the legendary Deathly Hallows." Avro withdrew his gaze from the Deathly Hallows rune engraved on the wall. It used to be a symbol of Grindelwald, but now it can only accompany the old man in an inconspicuous tower.

"It seems that Dumbledore has told you a lot of things."

In the bland tone, Afro heard a threat, sarcasm, and a hint of...jealousy?

"Legend has it that whoever finds the Deathly Hallows can become the master of Death. In other words, they gain eternal life."

"Since you've heard of it, you should also know that the end of the story is that none of the three brothers succeeded."

Grindelwald stared at the little girl outside the cell. He knew that Dumbledore had many students, among whom there was a student named Newt Scamander who gave him the most headaches.

Now the girl who doesn't look that old is smarter than the one called Newt.

It's so jealous.

Grindelwald looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky through the small square window in the high tower. He remembered that there was such a window in the barn that year.

It’s a pity that there is no longer the sun outside the window, and there are no longer two spirited young men inside the window.

"What if a person possesses both at the same time? I wonder if you know or have heard of a wizard named Voldemort."

Silence, endless silence.

"If he gets hold of the Hallows—"

"He won't have it." Grindelwald interrupted her, once again returning to the image of a kindly old man.

The Elder Wand, which had once been loyal to him, was now in Dumbledore's hands, and there was no safer place for it than with him.

"What if he wants to kill Dumbledore?"

A powerful aura burst out instantly, and the glass on the window was rattling due to the surging magic power, and the fragile glass cup broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

If it weren't for the system protection, Afro's fate would be similar to that of the glass.

Even though she knew there was nothing here that could stop Grindelwald, Avro still didn't give up.

"What would he do if he knew Dumbledore had the Elder Wand?"

Of course he took it away, because that was how he got the Elder Wand.

The out-of-control magic power slowly calmed down, and the room became peaceful again.

"In fact, besides the Deathly Hallows, there is another way to achieve the same purpose."

Sure enough, Grindelwald also knew about the Horcruxes.

Afro seemed to understand something in his heart, but he showed a puzzled expression on his face.

"The Durmstrang School in Germany can teach dark magic, so dark magic books can be read publicly in the school library."

After listening to Grindelwald's story, Avro was very glad that Voldemort went to Hogwarts, otherwise the entire wizarding world would not be enough for him.

Afro, who was far away in Nurmengard, had no idea that an important decision was being made in the manor at this time.

Compared with the small candlelight in the Nurmengard cell, the crystal ceiling in the conference room was very dazzling.

Several teenagers sat scattered on both sides of the long table, and the weird atmosphere reached its peak.

"What a strange scene! This is the first time I've heard of a love rival being able to hold a meeting." Bryce sat sideways in a chair in a gray open-collared robe, with his clothes deliberately unbuttoned to show off his abdominal muscles.

"Is there anything more bizarre than some people not knowing how to dress?" Harry glanced at Blaise. When Aphrodite was not around, he always looked domineering.

Because as you age, not only does your height grow, but also your talent for sarcasm and sharp tongue.

"It looks like everyone is here."

Percy, who had just finished his work at the German Ministry of Magic, rushed over after receiving Cedric's message. He still smelled of rain when he entered the room.

"Why are you here?" Ron's mind went blank when he saw Percy suddenly appear. Until now, he didn't know what these people wanted to discuss.

Because apart from Afro, the only thing left in his mind was the chicken leg.

"When it comes to important life events, it's better for the person to be there in person."

Wood, still in his Quidditch training uniform, hurried in, his forehead covered in sweat and rain. He picked up the teapot on the table and took a big sip.

"I thought you were going to be absent." Harry carefully guarded the small teapot in front of him to avoid being attacked again.

"After all, I don't want to be overtaken by others." Percy calmly chose a seat and sat down, forming a triangle with them.

"What big life event?"

Although Draco was the first to realize his feelings, he was far behind in planning compared to the senior group.

Cedric did not answer Draco's question. He waited until Percy and Wood were seated before he spoke slowly.

"Let me make it clear first, I like Afro and want to spend the rest of my life with her, so I won't let go..."

Draco slammed the table and stood up, "Diggory! Are you provoking me?"

Noah and Theodore pushed Draco back into his seat, and Theodore even kindly handed him a fan.

"I think Senior Diggory hasn't finished yet."

There was a cold light in Noah's eyes, and he stared at the person opposite him without any warmth in his eyes.

"Indeed." Cedric smiled warmly at them, "I just wanted to know if you feel the same way."

Ron, who was shocked by the news, finally realized that he was not the only one who liked Afro, but everyone present liked her.

When did this happen? How come he didn't notice it at all? These people hid it too well!

Fred & George: Silly brother, you're the only one who thinks that.