Chapter 681: nocturne
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Neither Felix nor Professor McGonagall showed up for dinner, and they discussed heatedly in the office, but couldn't make up their minds. The avatar magic that Felix learned from the North Pole is not without flaws. He has only one book of spells, which is equivalent to his wand and can fully exert his combat power.
If Grindelwald insisted on making Dumbledore's death public, there was very little they could do.
The original plan was based on the premise that Dumbledore would fade out of the public eye, and would only show up occasionally in the future to prove that he was still alive. The entire magical world will slowly adapt to the fact that he is retiring', and even if the magical world is forced to make it public after a few years or a decade, his name can serve as an important deterrent.
Indeed, deterrence is enough.
With Felix standing at the front desk showing his strength, and becoming famous a hundred years earlier than him, Dumbledore, who is highly regarded, has outstanding achievements, and is recognized as the greatest white wizard, will become an unfathomable existence in the eyes of ordinary people.
No one wanted to anger such an old man and force him to go to battle.
And the subtlety of this plan is that even if some wizards have doubts, they do not have the courage to question them, and even more dare to publicly curse 'Dumbledore is dead, and the spittle stars will drown them: a general An old man who spends part of his time in the wizarding world has the right to enjoy life, but not for official business. Felix can also cooperate with Dumbledore's appearance and say a few words of exhortation in public,
It won't affect the overall situation at all.
The benefits are many, the cost is close to zero, and the only one who suffers is Dumbledore himself.
Too bad Grindelwald jumped out.
Felix wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was as good at Transfiguration as Dumbledore. If Dumbledore appeared one second, Grindelwald would invite him to fight the next, and their approach would likely be It was pierced on the spot in full view.
In a short period of time, all Felix could think of was to use the excuse of Dumbledore's injury and fight for him himself.
But the viciousness of Grindelwald's strategy is that even if they solve the immediate dilemma, it does not mean that the problem is completely over, but the beginning of a series of troubles - because no matter how subtle a lie is, it can't stand repeated doubts eyes.
A magic, after seeing it for the first time, it will make people memorable and unforgettable. But if it is performed countless times, even if there is no flaw for a while, the public will subconsciously accept the fact that this is a 'fake'. The magician's hard-working performance will only attract more suspicion and harsh eyes, which will lead to the completeness of the matter. out of control.
"Felix, let's go back and think about it. We'll discuss it tomorrow." Professor McGonagall said tiredly, "I'll put the students to bed first." She left, and after a while, the students were reluctantly shouting. They all wanted to know the truth, but Professor McGonagall insisted that it was too late today, and everything would be waited until tomorrow.
She turned her head and exchanged a complicated look with Felix, knowing that this matter could not be hidden for too long, and she had to come up with a convincing argument. In the corner, Snape grew like a silent plant in the dark, his face was expressionless, and not far from him stood Sprout and Flitwick, Flitwick stammered something in a high-pitched voice. .
Felix was a little sad and a little tired, and in this case, his proud magic was completely powerless.
He couldn't help thinking of Dumbledore, how many times in his long life had he truly felt this powerlessness?
The castle gradually quieted down. Felix walked up the spiral staircase and came to the corridor where the principal's office was located. The stone monster did not stop him, and he pushed open the door of the principal's office.
It remains almost the same here, no different from when he first came.
He can recall almost every detail of his interview.
Delicate silverware rustled comically on the slender-legged public table, spewing white smoke in the dark; behind the handsome brown headmaster's chair was Dumbledore's private collection; the Sorting Hat lay quietly The partition; the Pensieve is hidden behind the black cabinet door; the Gryffindor sword is in a clear glass case; the golden perch behind the door is empty, where the Phoenix used to be.
A golden frame was added to the portrait of the Headmaster on the wall, and Dumbledore was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.
Felix stared at Dumbledore's portrait.
"It will take a while for him to wake up," whispered a black-haired, yellow-faced wizard with short bangs on the wall. "To connect with the whole castle, so that we can exist for a long time."
Felix nodded at him, turned silently and left the principal's office.
He suddenly thought of classroom No. 7, where there was a seventeen-year-old Dumbledore. He walked through the long corridor and suddenly stopped. The Thinking Cabin was released instantly, but it was blocked, as if there was an invisible barrier. in front of.
Felix couldn't see the face of that person, and in fact he didn't need it. There is only one person in the world who can do this.
"Grindelwald," he said happily, "I've always wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to appear at this juncture. Aren't the saints afraid of you being stuck here?"
A figure in a black coat slowly walked out of the shadows, with a white rose pinned to his chest.
"They're not children, so they won't have unnecessary worries. And you're not waiting for me, so I'm here." Grindelwald said blankly, looking out the window at the scenery facing the Forbidden Forest, the moon was bright bright. "It's only been a few days, and you've changed the protection magic outside the school.
——It should be Flitwick's handwriting. Are you guarding me? Unfortunately it didn't work. "
"You don't need to tell me, you should be able to figure out the deeper meaning, that is, you are no longer welcome here." Felix said.
"I'm a little sad to say that - except for that cold, damp room, this is where I've stayed the longest. Not even a house on Privet Drive, even though I've been paying rent for a few years... you're going to bring Where am I going?" Grindelwald asked suddenly with interest.
Just as the two of them were talking, the surrounding walls became blurred, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and the scenery began to overlap, as if they were both in Hogwarts Castle and in a completely different place. The night wind whistled and the crow's whimper could be heard in his ears.
"A cemetery, it's empty enough," Felix said quietly, "to talk about things."
Grindelwald snorted, "Talk about things? Have you finished talking about hands-on? I didn't come today to fight." He tapped the dry hand with his wand, and the castle became clear again. The eyes of the two fell on the window sill in the corridor, where a branch quietly appeared, as if it appeared out of nowhere, and a group of ants climbed along the branch to the cold wall.
"If you like it, it's the same here - I thought you'd come to me first," Felix said.
His heart sank. Grindelwald's strength is not weak, and he can't test it any further. The school is really not a place to fight with all his strength, and the two are so close, the spell in his wrist does not respond at all.
"Oh, I did think so." Grindelwald said with a smile, rubbing his chin, "but then changed his mind. Although I despised Babajid Abakind, at least on the surface, he The one at the top of the wizarding order."
"You value his identity?" Felix said tactfully. "Using his mouth to achieve your goals?"
Grindelwald's eyes twinkled.
"Of course I can speak out publicly, but why bother? He's much more convincing than I am, and no magic newspaper will refuse to publish him, and I'm just going to tell the truth - you know what, Felix Abakind was an orphan of the last wizarding war,
He has good reason to hate me, but the truth is that he compromised and agreed to negotiate with me for a false peace. I also only recently found out. "
"It sounds like a jerk, so you lied to him?" Felix felt strange. Babajid wouldn't believe his nonsense so easily, would he?
Grindelwald shook his head slightly and laughed maliciously. Felix waited for him to stop, and Grindelwald sighed:
"Do you think I can only persuade others by deception? I offered him an offer that he couldn't refuse. The temptation was so great that he lost his ability to think calmly.
—He can convince himself to act on my mind without me wasting any more words. "
"I'm very curious about this. Can you give me a hint? Maybe I have a chance to use it." Felix said lightly.
Grindelwald looked at him for a moment, grinned, and made a silent lip.
Felix opened his eyes.
"Unbreakable oath?" he muttered. Very shocked. His gaze subconsciously turned to Grindelwald's wrist, he was slightly startled after seeing his left hand turn black, and then moved his gaze to the hand holding the wand.
"Of course it hasn't been signed yet," Grindelwald gave him a strange warning, "the statement he made today is a premise for Li Xi, but a—well,
I'll go look for him when I'm done talking to you, and maybe meet your little girl minister. A whole bunch of Ministers of Magic and representatives as witnesses - which I believe Abakind would do - the oath would be unbelievably binding. "
Felix pursed his lips and swallowed.
"Oh, I understand." Grindelwald said slowly: "People like us are not used to handing over our fate to others, but this is more convincing, what do you think? For example, I told you now, but Can you stop this?"
"What are you going to swear?" Felix said with some difficulty.
"Probably can't kill people casually, and can't take the initiative to provoke wizard wars." Grindelwald said vaguely, and he acted casually, as if he thought this matter was nothing to care about.
Felix raised his eyebrows.
"Have you found a way to break the Unbreakable Oath?"
"" Grindelwald was silent for a moment and asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"
Felix was also silent.
Is this way of thinking wrong?
Did Grindelwald really intend to take an oath? Is his brain broken? An idea flashed through Felix's mind, and he reminded tentatively, "You hope Dumbledore can get a funeral worthy of him?"
Grindelwald immediately shrugged the tip of his nose as if he had smelled rotten flesh, with a look of disgust.
"You reminded me," he said viciously, his smile hidden in the shadows: "Where did you bury him? There are some things I can only say to his tombstone, don't tell me he is incognito, hides and dares not see him. Man, I know everything—but it's not bad for him to be alive, and I was hoping to see his expression of regret."
A moment of silence. Felix raised his left hand, the emerald ring on his hand lit up, and letters flew out from it, flying all over the sky in front of him.
Grindelwald's expression froze.
"What is this?" he asked carefully, Felix seemed to be able to sense the heartbeat of the other side, but Grindelwald's eyes were like a bottomless dry well, and no emotion was overflowing.
"If you were still in Nurmengard at the moment, you would get one of them every two or three months for about twenty years. But it's not needed now," Felix said, making the letters look like dove feathers Flying towards Grindelwald like a man, Grindelwald stretched out his hand, and these letters were plundered in an instant.
There was silence again. Felix suddenly asked: "By the way, if I go to classroom No. 7 now, can I see one by one?"
"Needless to say!" Grindelwald shouted categorically, his nails sinking into his flesh, but he regained his composure immediately, as if the momentary gaffe did not exist. "Felix, there's something missing in you, so you can't stop me. I can teach you a trick:"
"You have to burn yourself," he said coldly.
Grindelwald is gone.
Felix was lost in thought, and walked back to the office with heavy steps, looking up to see a huge dark figure leaning against the door.
"Hagrid? Why are you here?"
Hagrid was startled. His face was wet with tears, his eyes were red, and he was unconsciously clutching a dirty bandanna.
"I... I've been waiting for you, Felix." Hagrid said a little confusedly, then his eyes became fearful, and his voice choked,
"I read, saw in the papers... Dumbledore... told me it wasn't true."
Felix hesitated, how should he answer, continue to lie? When Abakind and Grindelwald forged a bond by unbreakable vows, it was impossible to hide.
He stood on tiptoe and patted Hagrid on the shoulder.
Hagrid's expression was stunned, and suddenly he let out a howl like a beast, and the tears rolled down in large drops, seeping into his shaggy beard. He rushed over and hugged Felix, and Felix groaned, casting a Humanoid Iron Armor on himself, and the spell was shaky; he cast a whispering spell to prevent Hagrid from waking up the entire castle.
When Hagrid was tired of crying, Felix looked like he had been pulled out of the water. He took Hagrid to the office and let him sleep on the sofa. The next morning, Warren and Felix, who had not slept all night due to the deafening snoring, left the office and went to Professor McGonagall to talk about what happened last night.
Professor McGonagall was shocked to hear that.
But it didn't take long for Ms. Burns to get word that it was all true. Just last night, hundreds of Aurors were waiting, and the Ministers of Magic from more than ten countries were on the scene, witnessing the scene of Abakind signing a contract with Grindelwald.
The next morning ~www.novelhall.com~ Professor McGonagall sadly (and relieved) announced the news of Dumbledore's death to all teachers and students.
While the students were extremely shocked and immersed in great grief, Professor McGonagall hurriedly announced Headmaster Dumbledore's last wish, and then hardened her heart to prepare for Dumbledore's funeral. Since it was no longer a secret, she hoped that she would be able to Send students to funerals to express condolences to Dumbledore before their holiday.
Hogsmeade was almost filled with wizards from all over the world in the blink of an eye. These people actually heard the news announced by Abakind, and before that, they set off to prepare for the final battle with Dumbledore's body. Say goodbye.
Torrential rain poured down that night, lightning and thunder.
Everyone's heart is heavy, and it seems to be wet by the rain. The next day, the sky cleared, the doors of Hogwarts opened wide, and witches and wizards from all over poured into the school. Felix's eyes wandered through the crowd, he was looking for someone, and he knew that Grindelwald would definitely appear.
All of Grindelwald's plans will be revealed today.
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Neither Felix nor Professor McGonagall showed up for dinner, and they discussed heatedly in the office, but couldn't make up their minds. The avatar magic that Felix learned from the North Pole is not without flaws. He has only one book of spells, which is equivalent to his wand and can fully exert his combat power.
If Grindelwald insisted on making Dumbledore's death public, there was very little they could do.
The original plan was based on the premise that Dumbledore would fade out of the public eye, and would only show up occasionally in the future to prove that he was still alive. The entire magical world will slowly adapt to the fact that he is retiring', and even if the magical world is forced to make it public after a few years or a decade, his name can serve as an important deterrent.
Indeed, deterrence is enough.
With Felix standing at the front desk showing his strength, and becoming famous a hundred years earlier than him, Dumbledore, who is highly regarded, has outstanding achievements, and is recognized as the greatest white wizard, will become an unfathomable existence in the eyes of ordinary people.
No one wanted to anger such an old man and force him to go to battle.
And the subtlety of this plan is that even if some wizards have doubts, they do not have the courage to question them, and even more dare to publicly curse 'Dumbledore is dead, and the spittle stars will drown them: a general An old man who spends part of his time in the wizarding world has the right to enjoy life, but not for official business. Felix can also cooperate with Dumbledore's appearance and say a few words of exhortation in public,
It won't affect the overall situation at all.
The benefits are many, the cost is close to zero, and the only one who suffers is Dumbledore himself.
Too bad Grindelwald jumped out.
Felix wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was as good at Transfiguration as Dumbledore. If Dumbledore appeared one second, Grindelwald would invite him to fight the next, and their approach would likely be It was pierced on the spot in full view.
In a short period of time, all Felix could think of was to use the excuse of Dumbledore's injury and fight for him himself.
But the viciousness of Grindelwald's strategy is that even if they solve the immediate dilemma, it does not mean that the problem is completely over, but the beginning of a series of troubles - because no matter how subtle a lie is, it can't stand repeated doubts eyes.
A magic, after seeing it for the first time, it will make people memorable and unforgettable. But if it is performed countless times, even if there is no flaw for a while, the public will subconsciously accept the fact that this is a 'fake'. The magician's hard-working performance will only attract more suspicion and harsh eyes, which will lead to the completeness of the matter. out of control.
"Felix, let's go back and think about it. We'll discuss it tomorrow." Professor McGonagall said tiredly, "I'll put the students to bed first." She left, and after a while, the students were reluctantly shouting. They all wanted to know the truth, but Professor McGonagall insisted that it was too late today, and everything would be waited until tomorrow.
She turned her head and exchanged a complicated look with Felix, knowing that this matter could not be hidden for too long, and she had to come up with a convincing argument. In the corner, Snape grew like a silent plant in the dark, his face was expressionless, and not far from him stood Sprout and Flitwick, Flitwick stammered something in a high-pitched voice. .
Felix was a little sad and a little tired, and in this case, his proud magic was completely powerless.
He couldn't help thinking of Dumbledore, how many times in his long life had he truly felt this powerlessness?
The castle gradually quieted down. Felix walked up the spiral staircase and came to the corridor where the principal's office was located. The stone monster did not stop him, and he pushed open the door of the principal's office.
It remains almost the same here, no different from when he first came.
He can recall almost every detail of his interview.
Delicate silverware rustled comically on the slender-legged public table, spewing white smoke in the dark; behind the handsome brown headmaster's chair was Dumbledore's private collection; the Sorting Hat lay quietly The partition; the Pensieve is hidden behind the black cabinet door; the Gryffindor sword is in a clear glass case; the golden perch behind the door is empty, where the Phoenix used to be.
A golden frame was added to the portrait of the Headmaster on the wall, and Dumbledore was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.
Felix stared at Dumbledore's portrait.
"It will take a while for him to wake up," whispered a black-haired, yellow-faced wizard with short bangs on the wall. "To connect with the whole castle, so that we can exist for a long time."
Felix nodded at him, turned silently and left the principal's office.
He suddenly thought of classroom No. 7, where there was a seventeen-year-old Dumbledore. He walked through the long corridor and suddenly stopped. The Thinking Cabin was released instantly, but it was blocked, as if there was an invisible barrier. in front of.
Felix couldn't see the face of that person, and in fact he didn't need it. There is only one person in the world who can do this.
"Grindelwald," he said happily, "I've always wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to appear at this juncture. Aren't the saints afraid of you being stuck here?"
A figure in a black coat slowly walked out of the shadows, with a white rose pinned to his chest.
"They're not children, so they won't have unnecessary worries. And you're not waiting for me, so I'm here." Grindelwald said blankly, looking out the window at the scenery facing the Forbidden Forest, the moon was bright bright. "It's only been a few days, and you've changed the protection magic outside the school.
——It should be Flitwick's handwriting. Are you guarding me? Unfortunately it didn't work. "
"You don't need to tell me, you should be able to figure out the deeper meaning, that is, you are no longer welcome here." Felix said.
"I'm a little sad to say that - except for that cold, damp room, this is where I've stayed the longest. Not even a house on Privet Drive, even though I've been paying rent for a few years... you're going to bring Where am I going?" Grindelwald asked suddenly with interest.
Just as the two of them were talking, the surrounding walls became blurred, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and the scenery began to overlap, as if they were both in Hogwarts Castle and in a completely different place. The night wind whistled and the crow's whimper could be heard in his ears.
"A cemetery, it's empty enough," Felix said quietly, "to talk about things."
Grindelwald snorted, "Talk about things? Have you finished talking about hands-on? I didn't come today to fight." He tapped the dry hand with his wand, and the castle became clear again. The eyes of the two fell on the window sill in the corridor, where a branch quietly appeared, as if it appeared out of nowhere, and a group of ants climbed along the branch to the cold wall.
"If you like it, it's the same here - I thought you'd come to me first," Felix said.
His heart sank. Grindelwald's strength is not weak, and he can't test it any further. The school is really not a place to fight with all his strength, and the two are so close, the spell in his wrist does not respond at all.
"Oh, I did think so." Grindelwald said with a smile, rubbing his chin, "but then changed his mind. Although I despised Babajid Abakind, at least on the surface, he The one at the top of the wizarding order."
"You value his identity?" Felix said tactfully. "Using his mouth to achieve your goals?"
Grindelwald's eyes twinkled.
"Of course I can speak out publicly, but why bother? He's much more convincing than I am, and no magic newspaper will refuse to publish him, and I'm just going to tell the truth - you know what, Felix Abakind was an orphan of the last wizarding war,
He has good reason to hate me, but the truth is that he compromised and agreed to negotiate with me for a false peace. I also only recently found out. "
"It sounds like a jerk, so you lied to him?" Felix felt strange. Babajid wouldn't believe his nonsense so easily, would he?
Grindelwald shook his head slightly and laughed maliciously. Felix waited for him to stop, and Grindelwald sighed:
"Do you think I can only persuade others by deception? I offered him an offer that he couldn't refuse. The temptation was so great that he lost his ability to think calmly.
—He can convince himself to act on my mind without me wasting any more words. "
"I'm very curious about this. Can you give me a hint? Maybe I have a chance to use it." Felix said lightly.
Grindelwald looked at him for a moment, grinned, and made a silent lip.
Felix opened his eyes.
"Unbreakable oath?" he muttered. Very shocked. His gaze subconsciously turned to Grindelwald's wrist, he was slightly startled after seeing his left hand turn black, and then moved his gaze to the hand holding the wand.
"Of course it hasn't been signed yet," Grindelwald gave him a strange warning, "the statement he made today is a premise for Li Xi, but a—well,
I'll go look for him when I'm done talking to you, and maybe meet your little girl minister. A whole bunch of Ministers of Magic and representatives as witnesses - which I believe Abakind would do - the oath would be unbelievably binding. "
Felix pursed his lips and swallowed.
"Oh, I understand." Grindelwald said slowly: "People like us are not used to handing over our fate to others, but this is more convincing, what do you think? For example, I told you now, but Can you stop this?"
"What are you going to swear?" Felix said with some difficulty.
"Probably can't kill people casually, and can't take the initiative to provoke wizard wars." Grindelwald said vaguely, and he acted casually, as if he thought this matter was nothing to care about.
Felix raised his eyebrows.
"Have you found a way to break the Unbreakable Oath?"
"" Grindelwald was silent for a moment and asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"
Felix was also silent.
Is this way of thinking wrong?
Did Grindelwald really intend to take an oath? Is his brain broken? An idea flashed through Felix's mind, and he reminded tentatively, "You hope Dumbledore can get a funeral worthy of him?"
Grindelwald immediately shrugged the tip of his nose as if he had smelled rotten flesh, with a look of disgust.
"You reminded me," he said viciously, his smile hidden in the shadows: "Where did you bury him? There are some things I can only say to his tombstone, don't tell me he is incognito, hides and dares not see him. Man, I know everything—but it's not bad for him to be alive, and I was hoping to see his expression of regret."
A moment of silence. Felix raised his left hand, the emerald ring on his hand lit up, and letters flew out from it, flying all over the sky in front of him.
Grindelwald's expression froze.
"What is this?" he asked carefully, Felix seemed to be able to sense the heartbeat of the other side, but Grindelwald's eyes were like a bottomless dry well, and no emotion was overflowing.
"If you were still in Nurmengard at the moment, you would get one of them every two or three months for about twenty years. But it's not needed now," Felix said, making the letters look like dove feathers Flying towards Grindelwald like a man, Grindelwald stretched out his hand, and these letters were plundered in an instant.
There was silence again. Felix suddenly asked: "By the way, if I go to classroom No. 7 now, can I see one by one?"
"Needless to say!" Grindelwald shouted categorically, his nails sinking into his flesh, but he regained his composure immediately, as if the momentary gaffe did not exist. "Felix, there's something missing in you, so you can't stop me. I can teach you a trick:"
"You have to burn yourself," he said coldly.
Grindelwald is gone.
Felix was lost in thought, and walked back to the office with heavy steps, looking up to see a huge dark figure leaning against the door.
"Hagrid? Why are you here?"
Hagrid was startled. His face was wet with tears, his eyes were red, and he was unconsciously clutching a dirty bandanna.
"I... I've been waiting for you, Felix." Hagrid said a little confusedly, then his eyes became fearful, and his voice choked,
"I read, saw in the papers... Dumbledore... told me it wasn't true."
Felix hesitated, how should he answer, continue to lie? When Abakind and Grindelwald forged a bond by unbreakable vows, it was impossible to hide.
He stood on tiptoe and patted Hagrid on the shoulder.
Hagrid's expression was stunned, and suddenly he let out a howl like a beast, and the tears rolled down in large drops, seeping into his shaggy beard. He rushed over and hugged Felix, and Felix groaned, casting a Humanoid Iron Armor on himself, and the spell was shaky; he cast a whispering spell to prevent Hagrid from waking up the entire castle.
When Hagrid was tired of crying, Felix looked like he had been pulled out of the water. He took Hagrid to the office and let him sleep on the sofa. The next morning, Warren and Felix, who had not slept all night due to the deafening snoring, left the office and went to Professor McGonagall to talk about what happened last night.
Professor McGonagall was shocked to hear that.
But it didn't take long for Ms. Burns to get word that it was all true. Just last night, hundreds of Aurors were waiting, and the Ministers of Magic from more than ten countries were on the scene, witnessing the scene of Abakind signing a contract with Grindelwald.
The next morning ~www.novelhall.com~ Professor McGonagall sadly (and relieved) announced the news of Dumbledore's death to all teachers and students.
While the students were extremely shocked and immersed in great grief, Professor McGonagall hurriedly announced Headmaster Dumbledore's last wish, and then hardened her heart to prepare for Dumbledore's funeral. Since it was no longer a secret, she hoped that she would be able to Send students to funerals to express condolences to Dumbledore before their holiday.
Hogsmeade was almost filled with wizards from all over the world in the blink of an eye. These people actually heard the news announced by Abakind, and before that, they set off to prepare for the final battle with Dumbledore's body. Say goodbye.
Torrential rain poured down that night, lightning and thunder.
Everyone's heart is heavy, and it seems to be wet by the rain. The next day, the sky cleared, the doors of Hogwarts opened wide, and witches and wizards from all over poured into the school. Felix's eyes wandered through the crowd, he was looking for someone, and he knew that Grindelwald would definitely appear.
All of Grindelwald's plans will be revealed today.
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, !Neither Felix nor Professor McGonagall showed up for dinner, and they discussed heatedly in the office, but couldn't make up their minds. The avatar magic that Felix learned from the North Pole is not without flaws. He has only one book of spells, which is equivalent to his wand and can fully exert his combat power.If Grindelwald insisted on making Dumbledore's death public, there was very little they could do.The original plan was based on the premise that Dumbledore would fade out of the public eye, and would only show up occasionally in the future to prove that he was still alive. The entire magical world will slowly adapt to the fact that he is retiring', and even if the magical world is forced to make it public after a few years or a decade, his name can serve as an important deterrent.Indeed, deterrence is enough.With Felix standing at the front desk showing his strength, and becoming famous a hundred years earlier than him, Dumbledore, who is highly regarded, has outstanding achievements, and is recognized as the greatest white wizard, will become an unfathomable existence in the eyes of ordinary people.No one wanted to anger such an old man and force him to go to battle.And the subtlety of this plan is that even if some wizards have doubts, they do not have the courage to question them, and even more dare to publicly curse 'Dumbledore is dead, and the spittle stars will drown them: a general An old man who spends part of his time in the wizarding world has the right to enjoy life, but not for official business. Felix can also cooperate with Dumbledore's appearance and say a few words of exhortation in public,It won't affect the overall situation at all.The benefits are many, the cost is close to zero, and the only one who suffers is Dumbledore himself.Too bad Grindelwald jumped out.Felix wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was as good at Transfiguration as Dumbledore. If Dumbledore appeared one second, Grindelwald would invite him to fight the next, and their approach would likely be It was pierced on the spot in full view.In a short period of time, all Felix could think of was to use the excuse of Dumbledore's injury and fight for him himself.But the viciousness of Grindelwald's strategy is that even if they solve the immediate dilemma, it does not mean that the problem is completely over, but the beginning of a series of troubles - because no matter how subtle a lie is, it can't stand repeated doubts eyes.A magic, after seeing it for the first time, it will make people memorable and unforgettable. But if it is performed countless times, even if there is no flaw for a while, the public will subconsciously accept the fact that this is a 'fake'. The magician's hard-working performance will only attract more suspicion and harsh eyes, which will lead to the completeness of the matter. out of control."Felix, let's go back and think about it. We'll discuss it tomorrow." Professor McGonagall said tiredly, "I'll put the students to bed first." She left, and after a while, the students were reluctantly shouting. They all wanted to know the truth, but Professor McGonagall insisted that it was too late today, and everything would be waited until tomorrow.She turned her head and exchanged a complicated look with Felix, knowing that this matter could not be hidden for too long, and she had to come up with a convincing argument. In the corner, Snape grew like a silent plant in the dark, his face was expressionless, and not far from him stood Sprout and Flitwick, Flitwick stammered something in a high-pitched voice. .Felix was a little sad and a little tired, and in this case, his proud magic was completely powerless.He couldn't help thinking of Dumbledore, how many times in his long life had he truly felt this powerlessness?The castle gradually quieted down. Felix walked up the spiral staircase and came to the corridor where the principal's office was located. The stone monster did not stop him, and he pushed open the door of the principal's office.It remains almost the same here, no different from when he first came.He can recall almost every detail of his interview.Delicate silverware rustled comically on the slender-legged public table, spewing white smoke in the dark; behind the handsome brown headmaster's chair was Dumbledore's private collection; the Sorting Hat lay quietly The partition; the Pensieve is hidden behind the black cabinet door; the Gryffindor sword is in a clear glass case; the golden perch behind the door is empty, where the Phoenix used to be.A golden frame was added to the portrait of the Headmaster on the wall, and Dumbledore was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.Felix stared at Dumbledore's portrait."It will take a while for him to wake up," whispered a black-haired, yellow-faced wizard with short bangs on the wall. "To connect with the whole castle, so that we can exist for a long time."Felix nodded at him, turned silently and left the principal's office.He suddenly thought of classroom No. 7, where there was a seventeen-year-old Dumbledore. He walked through the long corridor and suddenly stopped. The Thinking Cabin was released instantly, but it was blocked, as if there was an invisible barrier. in front of.Felix couldn't see the face of that person, and in fact he didn't need it. There is only one person in the world who can do this."Grindelwald," he said happily, "I've always wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to appear at this juncture. Aren't the saints afraid of you being stuck here?"A figure in a black coat slowly walked out of the shadows, with a white rose pinned to his chest."They're not children, so they won't have unnecessary worries. And you're not waiting for me, so I'm here." Grindelwald said blankly, looking out the window at the scenery facing the Forbidden Forest, the moon was bright bright. "It's only been a few days, and you've changed the protection magic outside the school.It should be Flitwick's handwriting. Are you guarding me? Unfortunately it didn't work. ""You don't need to tell me, you should be able to figure out the deeper meaning, that is, you are no longer welcome here." Felix said."I'm a little sad to say that - except for that cold, damp room, this is where I've stayed the longest. Not even a house on Privet Drive, even though I've been paying rent for a few years... you're going to bring Where am I going?" Grindelwald asked suddenly with interest.Just as the two of them were talking, the surrounding walls became blurred, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and the scenery began to overlap, as if they were both in Hogwarts Castle and in a completely different place. The night wind whistled and the crow's whimper could be heard in his ears."A cemetery, it's empty enough," Felix said quietly, "to talk about things."Grindelwald snorted, "Talk about things? Have you finished talking about hands-on? I didn't come today to fight." He tapped the dry hand with his wand, and the castle became clear again. The eyes of the two fell on the window sill in the corridor, where a branch quietly appeared, as if it appeared out of nowhere, and a group of ants climbed along the branch to the cold wall."If you like it, it's the same here - I thought you'd come to me first," Felix said.His heart sank. Grindelwald's strength is not weak, and he can't test it any further. The school is really not a place to fight with all his strength, and the two are so close, the spell in his wrist does not respond at all."Oh, I did think so." Grindelwald said with a smile, rubbing his chin, "but then changed his mind. Although I despised Babajid Abakind, at least on the surface, he The one at the top of the wizarding order.""You value his identity?" Felix said tactfully. "Using his mouth to achieve your goals?"Grindelwald's eyes twinkled."Of course I can speak out publicly, but why bother? He's much more convincing than I am, and no magic newspaper will refuse to publish him, and I'm just going to tell the truth - you know what, Felix Abakind was an orphan of the last wizarding war,He has good reason to hate me, but the truth is that he compromised and agreed to negotiate with me for a false peace. I also only recently found out. ""It sounds like a jerk, so you lied to him?" Felix felt strange. Babajid wouldn't believe his nonsense so easily, would he?Grindelwald shook his head slightly and laughed maliciously. Felix waited for him to stop, and Grindelwald sighed:"Do you think I can only persuade others by deception? I offered him an offer that he couldn't refuse. The temptation was so great that he lost his ability to think calmly.He can convince himself to act on my mind without me wasting any more words. ""I'm very curious about this. Can you give me a hint? Maybe I have a chance to use it." Felix said lightly.Grindelwald looked at him for a moment, grinned, and made a silent lip.Felix opened his eyes."Unbreakable oath?" he muttered. Very shocked. His gaze subconsciously turned to Grindelwald's wrist, he was slightly startled after seeing his left hand turn black, and then moved his gaze to the hand holding the wand."Of course it hasn't been signed yet," Grindelwald gave him a strange warning, "the statement he made today is a premise for Li Xi, but awell,I'll go look for him when I'm done talking to you, and maybe meet your little girl minister. A whole bunch of Ministers of Magic and representatives as witnesses - which I believe Abakind would do - the oath would be unbelievably binding. "Felix pursed his lips and swallowed."Oh, I understand." Grindelwald said slowly: "People like us are not used to handing over our fate to others, but this is more convincing, what do you think? For example, I told you now, but Can you stop this?""What are you going to swear?" Felix said with some difficulty."Probably can't kill people casually, and can't take the initiative to provoke wizard wars." Grindelwald said vaguely, and he acted casually, as if he thought this matter was nothing to care about.Felix raised his eyebrows."Have you found a way to break the Unbreakable Oath?""" Grindelwald was silent for a moment and asked curiously, "Why do you think so?"Felix was also silent.Is this way of thinking wrong?Did Grindelwald really intend to take an oath? Is his brain broken? An idea flashed through Felix's mind, and he reminded tentatively, "You hope Dumbledore can get a funeral worthy of him?"Grindelwald immediately shrugged the tip of his nose as if he had smelled rotten flesh, with a look of disgust."You reminded me," he said viciously, his smile hidden in the shadows: "Where did you bury him? There are some things I can only say to his tombstone, don't tell me he is incognito, hides and dares not see him. Man, I know everythingbut it's not bad for him to be alive, and I was hoping to see his expression of regret."A moment of silence. Felix raised his left hand, the emerald ring on his hand lit up, and letters flew out from it, flying all over the sky in front of him.Grindelwald's expression froze."What is this?" he asked carefully, Felix seemed to be able to sense the heartbeat of the other side, but Grindelwald's eyes were like a bottomless dry well, and no emotion was overflowing."If you were still in Nurmengard at the moment, you would get one of them every two or three months for about twenty years. But it's not needed now," Felix said, making the letters look like dove feathers Flying towards Grindelwald like a man, Grindelwald stretched out his hand, and these letters were plundered in an instant.There was silence again. Felix suddenly asked: "By the way, if I go to classroom No. 7 now, can I see one by one?""Needless to say!" Grindelwald shouted categorically, his nails sinking into his flesh, but he regained his composure immediately, as if the momentary gaffe did not exist. "Felix, there's something missing in you, so you can't stop me. I can teach you a trick:""You have to burn yourself," he said coldly.Grindelwald is gone.Felix was lost in thought, and walked back to the office with heavy steps, looking up to see a huge dark figure leaning against the door."Hagrid? Why are you here?"Hagrid was startled. His face was wet with tears, his eyes were red, and he was unconsciously clutching a dirty bandanna."I... I've been waiting for you, Felix." Hagrid said a little confusedly, then his eyes became fearful, and his voice choked,"I read, saw in the papers... Dumbledore... told me it wasn't true."Felix hesitated, how should he answer, continue to lie? When Abakind and Grindelwald forged a bond by unbreakable vows, it was impossible to hide.He stood on tiptoe and patted Hagrid on the shoulder.Hagrid's expression was stunned, and suddenly he let out a howl like a beast, and the tears rolled down in large drops, seeping into his shaggy beard. He rushed over and hugged Felix, and Felix groaned, casting a Humanoid Iron Armor on himself, and the spell was shaky; he cast a whispering spell to prevent Hagrid from waking up the entire castle.When Hagrid was tired of crying, Felix looked like he had been pulled out of the water. He took Hagrid to the office and let him sleep on the sofa. The next morning, Warren and Felix, who had not slept all night due to the deafening snoring, left the office and went to Professor McGonagall to talk about what happened last night.Professor McGonagall was shocked to hear that.But it didn't take long for Ms. Burns to get word that it was all true. Just last night, hundreds of Aurors were waiting, and the Ministers of Magic from more than ten countries were on the scene, witnessing the scene of Abakind signing a contract with Grindelwald.The next morning ~www.novelhall.com~ Professor McGonagall sadly and relieved announced the news of Dumbledore's death to all teachers and students.While the students were extremely shocked and immersed in great grief, Professor McGonagall hurriedly announced Headmaster Dumbledore's last wish, and then hardened her heart to prepare for Dumbledore's funeral. Since it was no longer a secret, she hoped that she would be able to Send students to funerals to express condolences to Dumbledore before their holiday.Hogsmeade was almost filled with wizards from all over the world in the blink of an eye. These people actually heard the news announced by Abakind, and before that, they set off to prepare for the final battle with Dumbledore's body. Say goodbye.Torrential rain poured down that night, lightning and thunder.Everyone's heart is heavy, and it seems to be wet by the rain. The next day, the sky cleared, the doors of Hogwarts opened wide, and witches and wizards from all over poured into the school. Felix's eyes wandered through the crowd, he was looking for someone, and he knew that Grindelwald would definitely appear.All of Grindelwald's plans will be revealed today.../22996_22996145/729645449.html....
