abnormal hogwarts

Chapter 132 Get out of here!

"I only had a glimpse of the future when I made predictions."

Looking at Grindelwald's solemn expression, he seemed to be still frightened by the scene he had foreseen.

Albert quietly waited for Grindelwald's next words.

"I only saw a face as huge as the planet, and countless stars that were devoured by clean energy and died."

As big as the planet?

A dying star?

Wait, Albert suddenly remembered that he had seen this scene somewhere.

Before he traveled through time!

The master of dark space seen through the wormhole in space!

With a wave of the magic wand, a curtain of light appeared in front of the two of them.

"it is this?"

Looking at the ugly face burning with magical flames in the light screen, Grindelwald's eyes widened in disbelief, and his old face looked even more ugly: "You also foresee the future scene?"

"No, I have actually experienced it."

"how is this possible?"

The light curtain floating in the air expanded instantly, showing more scenes.

Crash and burning cities, panicked crowds...

"This is……"

"The last thing I saw before coming to this world."

Grindelwald caught an anomaly in Albert's words: "Before coming to this world?"

"I can only tell you that I am not a native of this world. Do you know the theory of parallel universes?"

"Your world has been invaded by darkness." Grindelwald's tone dropped slightly.

Albert nodded, "The position I was in at that time was just at the starting point of the dark invasion. After seeing this scene, my eyes went dark and I didn't know anything. When I opened my eyes again, I turned into a six-year-old. The little boy was adopted."

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes: "I'm afraid we have to prepare for the invasion of another world."

……

On a hot summer day, the earth is burned like a steamer, and the golden sun hangs high above everyone's heads, making it inevitable for people to avoid it.

On the terrace of the castle, Albert lay on a deck chair under an umbrella and drank juice leisurely.

Even if you know that you may have to face enemies powerful enough to destroy the universe in the future, you still have to enjoy the life you should enjoy, right?

This way at least I won't have any big regrets before I die.

As for the matter that Grindelwald entrusted to him, didn't he still have a clone to deal with it?

Split into five clones, each clone works for eight hours and then dissipates automatically.

A new batch of clones was added, 24 hours a day, three shifts, and the work progress was extremely fast.

So Albert lived in Grindelwald's lair like a salted fish.

He studied biological modification with the first-generation demon king every day. Dumbledore would never teach him these taboo black magic knowledge.

Now that there is such a mentor who is proficient in black magic and whose academic status is equivalent to that of an academician of the Celestial Dynasty, how could Albert let go of such a good opportunity?

……

"Idiot! You're going to kill it!"

Albert was busy trying to stop the bleeding of a mountain troll that had been disemboweled.

He is trying to modify the mountain troll's internal organs to be able to store large amounts of energy and absorb nuclear radiation.

His black magic transformation was no longer satisfied with the previous transformation on the horned camel beast's body.

However, this was Albert's first time performing surgical operations on magical animals. His experience was still on paper, and his lack of proficiency in practical operations was understandable.

Grindelwald had a bubble spell on his head, trying to block the lingering stench from the troll.

Albert looked at the funny appearance of the Dark Lord, and couldn't help but laugh.

Celestial dragons!

Gellert Grindelwald Saint!

Before performing the operation, Albert had washed the troll inside and out seven or eight times with water magic, but the disgusting stench on its body still remained.

Even through the Bubble Curse, Grindelwald still vaguely felt a lingering stench bothering him.

This made the old man very angry.

He somewhat regretted why he asked his men to bring Albert a mountain troll instead of getting a thestral or a rune snake or something like that.

"Use that damn healing spell. The bleeding caused by black magic can't be cured by more than just the healing spell?"

Seeing Albert's smart operation, Grindelwald almost couldn't control his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

Hearing this, Albert immediately reacted and removed the black magic aura from the wound.

then……

Healing spell!

Still useless.

After a moment of fussing, the troll's heart stopped beating.

Albert looked at the troll's gradually cold body, and then looked at Grindelwald next to the operating table.

Grindelwald didn't say anything, and just stared coldly at Albert, who was covered in blood, with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded.

The old man and the young man looked at each other in silence.

The smell of blood in the laboratory gradually became pungent.

……

Albert couldn't stand this atmosphere at first, so he directly pulled out the Eye of Agamotto hidden in his clothes.

The magic is activated, time goes back, and the troll becomes alive and kicking again.

Albert scratched his face awkwardly, feeling a little uncomfortable as the blood clots gradually formed on his cheeks.

"How about you demonstrate the operation again for me?"

……

Two hours later, Grindelwald's roar echoed throughout the laboratory again.

"This is already my third demonstration! If you still can't learn, get out!"

……

Another 10 minutes passed. Looking at the completely cold corpse of the troll, Albert gave up his plan to reverse time again.

After taking off his robe that had been cleaned countless times with cleaning spells, and throwing it casually to a house elf, Albert approached Daidaimu with a flattering look on his face and squeezed his shoulders diligently.

"Old man, why don't we start with something simpler?"

Grindelwald, who was sitting on the sofa, tugged his fleshy cheek and said with a smile: "How easy do you want to start? Dissecting a Flobber caterpillar?"

"It's not necessary."

Albert rejected Grindelwald's offer "for his own good".

Albert, who wasted an entire afternoon on the trolls, decided not to torment these poor magical animals yet.

The giant monster just now died again and again, lived and died again, I don’t know how many times it died.

Moreover, across the English Channel, the magic power transmitted to him by the basilisk through the contract could not withstand such disasters.

It was still some time before dinner time, and Albert, who was not in a hurry to finish his meal, wanted to find someone to fight with.

He wanted to improve his proficiency in apparation.

Now, he does not lack offensive or large-scale AOE spells. What he lacks is a spell that allows him to move flexibly in battle.

It is true that stimulating body cells with lightning can increase his speed, but his body cannot withstand too intense an electric current.

Therefore, thunder magic is not very helpful for his combat positioning.

Only the clones created in the form of Ikeen who are not afraid of death can dare to use violent thunder and lightning to pierce the whole body, transform into lightning, and use such a lose-lose move as the Thunder, Plow and Hot Knife.

So Albert turned his attention to apparation.