Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 300: Grindelwald

"I'll just go in alone." Malfoy placed his wand horizontally in front of Fleur and blocked her way. She obviously wanted to follow Malfoy into the room.

　　

　　 "But..." Furong hesitated to speak, her eyes hesitated.

　　

　　" Inside is the scariest Dark Lord before Voldemort, even if he doesn’t have a wand in his hand, I don’t know what will happen in this room later, just look outside, there is Auror Come up, you can also block them for a while." Malfoy was both a reminder and a hindrance to Fleur's behavior.

　　

　　 In order to be effective, he even said something cruel: "I don't want to wait to be distracted to protect you."

　　

　　 Furong's face paled for a moment, and then she nodded, she made a clear distinction.

　　

　　Going back to the source, they came here for a plan.

　　

　　 This is a very simple plan, except that Dumbledore proposed an improved plan. Originally, the old man should have gone personally.

　　

　　, he personally lobbied.

　　

　　 Malfoy at that time just reminded Dumbledore that to prevent Voldemort from learning the secrets of the twin wand and the old wand, Grindelwald was a key part of the latter.

　　

　　He knows a lot of secrets. The old wand was stolen from a famous wand maker, Gringovich. As for the saints under his men, they are also a powerful force, which Voldemort needs to fight for. The object of this, a force that cannot be ignored.

　　

　　 Malfoy’s suggestion was just to protect the former Dark Lord from Voldemort’s conspiracy, but Dumbledore gave even more bizarre suggestions.

　　

　　 rescued him Grindelwald from prison and confronted Voldemort.

　　

　　 "Aren't you afraid that the two will unite?" Malfoy asked slightly suspiciously at the time.

　　

　　 "He is not Voldemort, I know him." Dumbledore shook his head at the time, but there was something hidden in his eyes.

　　

　　 The original plan was that Dumbledore personally persuaded his "old lover." But the subsequent plan was disrupted, and the task was handed over to Malfoy.

　　

　　 The old man is still determined, even if he does not need to go in person, Grindelwald will still compromise.

　　

　　 "Araho Hole opens." Malfoy's wand swayed at the mottled iron lock, and a spark flickered.

　　

　　 "Crack." The iron lock hit the ground and broke.

　　

　　The power of the years is too strong. It is said that the prison against Grindelwald was set up by Dumbledore himself and blessed with the imprisonment spell, but only a few decades later, a lock-opening spell solved everything.

　　

　　 Someone may have thought of it, but no one wants to strengthen the defense here.

　　

　　Who is going to be boring?

　　

　　 "It's been a long time since no outsiders have come here. The jailers here are used to putting food at the door. Are they here to seek revenge? You made the movement just outside, right?" The old man's voice was hoarse, facing The people outside said.

　　

　　 He has noticed that someone is coming.

　　

　　 "Whose offspring is that?" Grindelwald was sitting on the tattered wooden bed, his weak fingers scratching on the cold wall, muttering to himself, and closing his eyes.

　　

　　 "I have the impression that the enemies who hate me should all be dead, but it doesn't matter, forget it, do it, anyway, I am very guilty." Grindelwald gasped, and now his breathing is quite good for him. difficult.

　　

　　 "The right hand behind you is not as honest as you said." Malfoy did not step forward, but stopped at the door and looked at the old man in front of him. The iron door behind him clicked, unexpectedly. It consciously closed again.

　　

　　 "Oh, as I am old, a sneak attack will be discovered." Grindelwald's right hand relaxed, as if he had lost something like a stick, and closed his eyes helplessly.

　　

　　 If someone really stupidly thinks that the Black Demon, who was so powerful in those days, will be captured with nothing, he will probably die miserably.

　　

　　 Don’t underestimate anyone’s fighting spirit for survival.

　　

　　 "I'm not here for revenge, Mr. Grindelwald." Malfoy expressed his intentions, and he looked at everything in the house with the dazzling electric light that flickered outside the window.

　　

　　 "Here is a letter from Dumbledore to you. He said that after you read it, you will understand."

　　

　　 The lightning flashes and disappears, the light blue glaring electric light flashes out of the tower suddenly, the thunder blasts, the electric light illuminates the old man’s corpse-like face for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.

　　

　　 Upon hearing the name, Grindelwald's thin hands suddenly clenched, but his body remained indifferent, as if dead.

　　

　　 There is a dilapidated table in the corner of the wall. The legs of the table are missing a corner. Malfoy guessed that it was the leg of the table, which was torn off by Grindelwald to temporarily serve as a wand to defend against the enemy.

　　

　　The things on the table attracted Malfoy's attention at this time. It was covered with parchment paper. Compared with the rest of the place, the table looked neat and orderly.

　　

　　 Malfoy saw that Grindelwald had no response, and he was going to move there to check for clues. .

　　

　　 "Stop." Grindelwald said coldly, opening his eyes.

　　

　　 "Why didn't he come by himself?" Grindelwald asked coldly, with a biting chill in his eyes. At this moment, the old man seemed to be back in the era when all living beings were so powerful.

　　

　　 "If I really want to go, who can stop me? Can someone help me? Neumongaard is a prison I built by myself." Grindelwald showed a hideous face, bloodshot eyes instantly .

　　

　　 A terrifying aura rose from his body.

　　

　　 At the end of the year, the dying male lion is still a male lion.

　　

　　, only Voldemort, who has returned to the top, will let the old and frail him get rid of his neck.

　　

　　 At that time, it was meaningless to resist, and perhaps a slightly decent way to die~IndoMTL.com~ But now, in front of him is just an ordinary student who is still underage, and his dignity does not allow easy profanity.

　　

　　 The parchment on the table stood up suddenly, turning into a sharp edge, shining with a cold light, and "swishing" towards Malfoy.

　　

　　 "Why is this young man so impulsive?" Malfoy lightly waved his magic wand, these blade-like weapons, suddenly stagnated in the air, and returned to the original path, floating back to the original place lightly, quickly restored It became neat stacks of parchment.

　　

　　 is placed more neatly than before.

　　

　　 "The magic is well controlled. Are Albus students so good at this age?" Grindelwald raised his head at this time, looking at the blue electric lights that were constantly pulsing outside the window, intertwined into a net. Let the dazzling electric light get in between his somewhat faded blue eyes.

　　

　　He may be lamenting the passing of years.

　　

　　 "Only in name, he didn't teach me any magic." Malfoy replied lightly.

　　

　　 "Albus, do you trust you very much?" He asked tentatively, with some inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

　　

　　 "Maybe." Malfoy shrugged, not aware of anything else, such as the old man's eyes.

　　

　　 "I underestimated you..." Grindelwald began to cough heavily.

　　

　　 "That's right, how can someone who can replace him be an ordinary person." Grindelwald murmured. )Download the free reader!!