Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 412: Extreme madness


() While Maca was exchanging information with Sirius, somewhere in the basement of an old wizard's mansion.

"...Your Excellency Greenward, the research has made great progress, and our original goal has come to an end! Now that you have come out, why not lead me to restart the reform like we did in the past?"

In this dark basement, a white-haired old wizard with a large wizard robe and hair tied around his head is waving his arms and shouting frantically against the wall.

On that side of the brick wall covered with moss, there is a mercury mirror with dark purple radiance and some kind of enchantment.

In that mirror, a vague figure seemed to be looking forward faintly.

"Your Excellency Greenward! Why don't you speak?" The old wizard said frantically, "Didn't you say it back then? We will no longer have to curl up under the jurisdiction of others, and we will no longer have to commit ourselves to Living like a rat in the sewer, we will no longer have to hide our true selves!"

"But now, why should we stand still? You have come out of Dumbledore's restraints! What else should we fear?"

"Look at that junior in England. Some time ago, even he dared to attack Hogwarts, where Dumbledore was still there! Now Dumbledore is gone!"

"Your Excellency Greenward, do we need to continue to cringe? What are we afraid of? Before...if before...Your Excellency, you were fearless when you were arrested by the Magic Congress of the United States!"

The old wizard widened his eyes, full of mania as if he was about to overflow from his heart.

Fifty-three years! Greenward was defeated by Dumbledore, and the entire "reform" was forced to disappear, and his most loyal and also the most talented follower never gave up, dormant in the United States for fifty-three years!

During these fifty-three years, he prepared everything carefully all the time, even if he had nothing left with the fall of Greenward, he was still working hard.

It was at that time that he and Greenward started the research project for the silent, and he has been insisting on it for the fifty-three years.

No matter how difficult the research environment is, no matter how difficult it is to raise funds, he never thought of giving up.

However, although his abilities in the study of magic surpassed many ordinary wizards, magical geniuses like Greenward and Dumbledore were far beyond his reach.

Just like Maca’s evaluation of his research, his research results are quite "boring." But in fact, he himself is not aware of this.

In the first thirty years of his hiding in the Muggle world, he has tested and analyzed the weird energy in the silent person thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, day and night.

However, the knowledge of magic theory he possessed was not enough for him to understand the nature of that energy from the beginning.

When a researcher doesn't even know "what" the research object is, just trying to take the first step will be like walking on thin ice, let alone the way to go.

It is often that he has walked a long distance before he realizes in the process that he actually made the first step wrong!

However, he happens to be a "hardworking genius." Unusual perseverance made him never give up, and if he took the wrong path, he would start all over again.

Because of this, more than 30 years of life have been wasted by him on unnecessary wandering.

Until he didn't know how many times he had failed, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have embarked on a path of arduous exploration that was completely unnecessary.

It was the "wake up" that made him change the subject of research.

Yes, he stopped digging into the weird energy of the horns, and changed the research object to the carrier of that kind of energy, that is, the silent person himself!

As a magic researcher, he naturally understands that this is undoubtedly a road that betrays the spirit of magic research; but he also understands that this is definitely a "shortcut" for him!

Even if it is boring, all he needs, and what Greenward needs, are the results of research. In this regard, he believes that he is completely right.

So, in the last twenty years he was dormant in the United States, he poured his perseverance and determination into those batches of children.

Not to mention the cruel behavior he did to those children as a researcher. In terms of the "love" for those children, he is no less than any parent who has never been married in his life. of.

Even if the "love" in his heart is an extremely distorted "love".

In this way, fifty-three years have passed. With the help of certain black magic created by his painstaking efforts, and his careful "transformation" of those children, the final fruit is finally about to be reaped!

And just then, Dumbledore happened to be dead!

He was ecstatic and went to Germany for the first time. After discovering that there were magic and giant guards set by Dumbledore, he desperately contacted Voldemort.

After a lot of setbacks, the great dark wizard he once admired the most finally stepped out of Newmontgard.

But he never expected that the object he admired seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes during the entire fifty-three years of being imprisoned on the top of the tower in Newmondgard.

He didn't realize it at first, because the joy of reunion made him forget about it.

When he reunited for the first time on the German border, he even couldn't help but marvel at the change of Lord Greenward, because he felt that the dark wizard now seems to be stronger than fifty-three years ago.

But just recently, he finally realized that the will of the Lord Greenward had disappeared!

Without mentioning the previous series of instructions, let's just say this time-isn't it just a young wizard who can train magical creatures? Why did Lord Greenward give in so repeatedly?

Not only did he order him to abandon the four "very obedient children", but even to move him immediately? These are all his painstaking efforts to manage it all by himself over the years!

But the other party is Lord Greenward, even if it has changed a little, your Lord is still your Lord.

He is a person who can die for fifty-three years on a research project, yet he won't change his original aspirations because of this. Deep down in his heart, he still firmly believed that the Lord Greenward would come back!

"...Your Excellency Greenward, our army of silent ones is almost complete! We can use this power to calm all opposition! We will realize your original great ideal!"

The old wizard opened his arms and spoke of the excitement in his heart with an extremely passionate old voice. He stared at the vague figure in the mirror closely, and his bloodshot eyes were a kind of extremely suppressed madness. .

"Your Excellency Greenward! Your Excellency Gellert Greenward!" He shouted again the greatest name in his mind.

"...Lenny."

In that mirror, there was a voice for the first time today. Even though the voice sounded a little muddy or even hard to distinguish, the old wizard in front of the mirror was still very excited.

"You...you went the wrong way."

"Your Excellency?" The gray-haired old wizard Lenney paused, a trace of doubt mixed in the madness on his face.

"No, it's not that you went the wrong way..." The figure in the mirror shook his head slightly and said softly, "You did a good job, very good! At least, if it was me back then, it would definitely be for you I am pleased with my perseverance and results. You have considered my ideals thoroughly, and you have exceeded the expectations I gave you back then..."

"However, this path is wrong, inadequate, and...very naive." Greenward in the mirror said calmly, "Yes, it's all because of me-back then The immature me made you go the wrong way."

"Greenward... Your Excellency?" The old wizard Lenny's madness has disappeared. He just stared at the mirror in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lenny, my old friend--"

Greenward's voice still looked a little fuzzy, but what he said next seemed to be a blunt knife cut in the heart of old Lennie, tearing his vision of Greenward to scars.

"Albus only visited me once in the fifty-three years in the Tower of Newmontgard." Greenward said quietly, "It's the last, it's the last...you know what he said to me What's wrong?"

"He said that my initial thoughts were not wrong with him. We wizards were different from ordinary people from beginning to end. However, my approach was wrong, and it was too wrong."

"Wizards are lonely~IndoMTL.com~ will eventually make a desperate move on the road of magic, but this does not mean that we are higher than Muggles. We have a way to go. , And Muggles have their own life journey."

Speaking of this, Greenward's voice suddenly became a little weird, and it seemed that a new will was rising in his heart.

"Lenny," he said suddenly, with a touch of sorrow in his tone, "I feel sorry for you, I wasted your life...because of you..."

"...just an ordinary wizard that can be seen everywhere."

Before the voice fell, with the "click", the magic mercury mirror suddenly opened a gap and spread to every corner of the mirror in a flash.

Then, the whole mirror fell off the brick wall and turned into fragments on the ground.

In the basement, old Lennie stood blankly in front of the moss-covered brick wall, his pupils in a daze. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, the eyes that opened again broke out with almost pathological madness.


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