abnormal hogwarts

Chapter 162 Men’s Mixed Doubles

Albert patted George and Fred on the face.

"Hey, wake up."

The first words the twin brothers said after waking up from a coma were: "Have we won?"

Albert's eyes swept over the two brothers, who were disheveled and covered in dust, and then looked at himself, who was uninjured and whose clothes were not stained with even a trace of dust. It was clear at a glance who the two sides were winning.

"Sorry, but it seems I won."

……

Early the next morning, owls poured into the auditorium in overwhelming numbers, delivering the urgently printed Daily Prophet to every wizard.

The news of the fall of the Magical Congress of the United States of America and The One's return to the magical world was posted on the front page of the newspaper in bold and blood-red fonts.

Every wizard who received the newspaper looked solemn.

The two wizards who appeared out of thin air during the First Wizarding War had only been about ten years since they both disappeared into the depths of the ocean. All wizards who had experienced that era were deeply impressed by the powerful strength of these two wizards.

An old wizard suspected of being Grindelwald appeared near the Magical Congress of the United States of America at the time of the incident, and news of the battle with The One spread like wildfire, which made the Ministry of Magic in various European countries relax a little.

So, Grindelwald urgently summoned his followers to fight The One?

But then they raised their minds again.

Grindelwald reappeared this time and seemed to be on their side, but what about TheOne?

He destroyed the entire Magical Congress of the United States as soon as he appeared, so which country's Ministry of Magic will be next?

The Sword of Damocles hangs above their heads, and they don't know when it will fall.

This made everyone feel uneasy.

The International Federation of Wizards has sent a large number of wizards to New York to erase the memories of Muggles who witnessed the battle, just to ensure that the existence of the wizarding world is not known to Muggles.

It would take quite a while for them to get there, which made their job a bit arduous.

But that has nothing to do with Albert.

He had more pressing matters to deal with now. This morning, an uninvited guest visited Hogwarts.

……

As expected, Albert was invited to the principal's office for tea.

Dumbledore looked across at Katharina, who was not giving Albert a good look at all, and rubbed her temples helplessly.

He could guess why.

"Um, Katharina... we are old friends after all, so we shouldn't put on such a bad face, right?"

Katharina immediately clenched her fists.

"Please come with me to see Grindelwald now." When Katharina said this to Dumbledore, she clenched her teeth and squeezed the words out from between her teeth.

She was afraid that she couldn't help but beat up Albert next to her.

Dumbledore looked complicated when he thought of his old lover. Finally he shook his head and sighed: "No, I have no plans to meet him yet."

"Professor, just go and take a look at the sinister old glass. He is definitely seriously injured."

Katharina's little pink fist squeezed tighter.

There were several black threads hanging on Dumbledore's head, and he was a sinister person. Didn't this scold him as well?

Since Albert said so, let's go there, Dumbledore thought.

It's just that when you come back, you have to give Albert a good beating, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve his anger.

"So, why did you ask me to come to the office?" Albert looked at the French witch next to him.

"Grindelwald has a letter for me to deliver to you." Katharina took out an envelope from her arms that still contained her body temperature.

Albert glanced at the envelope she took out from somewhere.

Resisting the urge to smell the scent on the envelope, Albert tore open the envelope that was still sealed with wax.

It's true that the shady old glass is so troublesome to find someone to send a message and write a letter, so formal. If it were him, he could just find a piece of parchment and write a few sentences.

After reading the letter, Albert looked very solemn.

"Please tell Grindelwald that I cannot do this."

……

Somewhere in the Alps, in a luxurious villa, Dumbledore looked at the old man half-lying on the bed in the room with a somewhat emotional look on his face.

"Did he say he couldn't do it?" After hearing Dumbledore's words, Grindelwald frowned, and his expression became a little more solemn.

Dumbledore shook his head, "He said that tampering with the timeline may bring more serious consequences. Maybe the Magical Congress of the United States can be saved, but he can't guarantee whether the Ministry of Magic in Europe will be attacked. "

Grindelwald casually moved his gaze towards the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the room, "I destroyed many strongholds under The One, but I can't guarantee that these are all.

According to the numbers reported by my followers, TheOne has collected at least thousands of corpses of famous wizards in history over the years, and..."

Grindelwald paused and said, "And the soul."

"Is the situation serious enough?" Dumbledore looked equally solemn on the side.

"We must protect that child before he has the ability to fight The One." Grindelwald smiled and shook his head, "He is still old after all. You have also seen that I am not that person's opponent, even if you and I join forces. , and can’t defeat him.”

"This is not funny, Gellert." Dumbledore played with the Elder Wand in his hand and gently slid his fingers over the elder wand. "That means... if TheOne wants to kill Ivor by force. if……"

"He can't do it, and TheNext won't let him succeed." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, "I don't know why TheNext didn't appear in this battle at MACUSA."

"We can't place all our hopes on Ivo in the future, can we?"

Dumbledore has obviously already guessed The Next's identity.

He took out a few glass bottles from his arms and placed them on the bedside table. Dumbledore said, "This is the elixir refined by Nico. I still have some left. I'll leave these to you."

Grindelwald sighed slightly, "But you have to admit that we are indeed old. Even with the elixir of life, we can only survive for another ten or twenty years. In the future after this, we can only Leave it to Ivo."

Lifting off the thin blanket covering his body, Grindelwald stood up from the bed, curved his lips, and said, "So, we two bad old men are going to use our last light and heat. For the greater good."

Dumbledore's expression changed slightly, he was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked deeply at Grindelwald with his blue eyes: "For the greater good."

There was some reminiscence of the past in his tone.

Gellert Grindelwald crossed his arms and snorted, "But before that, I have to beat that little brat first."

Dumbledore raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I have to beat him up too."