Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"Professor, do you believe in fate?"

Leaning forward slightly, Klein's expression was extremely serious.

"I thought this was a dialogue only in novels...Oh, well, I believe in destiny."

I couldn't help but smile, the old man's eyes revealed ease, but he seemed to think this was a bit wrong, so he quickly changed his words and continued with Klein's words.

"One cold winter, I was driven out of the Grindelwald family manor. At that time, I was a six-year-old kid who knew nothing."

With a look of reminiscence on his face, Klein Huyo Grindelwald spoke slowly.

"Except for the clothes that are not too thick, the only thing I have is a nearly broken wand and a broken spell book. I was curled up on the corner of the street that night, holding the wand and the spell book. He leaned against the wall and fell asleep in a daze."

He played with the red sandalwood wand, his eyes seemed to travel through endless years.

"I had a dream, a very real dream.

In my dream, I spent several years on the streets of Berlin. When I was eleven years old, I received an invitation to enroll in Durmstrang. After enrolling successfully, my magical talent gradually revealed.In class, I was always the first to raise my hand to answer questions, and the professors liked me very much.My abilities have been further developed and even earned the title of "Darmstrand's Most Talented Wizard Ever".

But the good times didn't last long, and my life experience was exposed.

"Grindelwald", this surname is an unforgettable nightmare for them.Unexpectedly, I was targeted, first classmates, then school, and then the entire magic world. In the sixth grade, I was expelled for no reason and returned to the streets of Berlin."

This is a long story, but Dumbledore listened very carefully. He could clearly feel the emotions of Klein when he was telling his dreams.

Excitement, pride, loss, confusion, resentment...

The old man seemed to have witnessed the process of the Fall of the Proud Son of Heaven.

"When I was dropped out of school, I still had a naive fantasy, trying to use my intellect to reverse the impression of "Grindelwald" in the magic world. So I kept inventing and improving spells, exploring alchemy formulas, and I did everything I did. What you can think of that can contribute to the magic world.

But what I didn't expect was that the more I did it, the more nervous the outside world would become. They both enjoyed the convenience of innovation with ease, and were afraid of me, a "monster" who only nestled in the room studying magic.

Finally, a secret ballot put me in jail."

Klein paused, the smile on the corner of his mouth a little bitter.

What he smiled was his incomparably naive self.

"So I killed the people who guarded me and made them into ghouls-those people were right, I was a dangerous guy. Oh, people who grew up on the street can't be innocent.

The ghouls and souls broke through the prison. I was determined to start a revenge. In order to break the German Ministry of Magic, I even summoned demons.

Everyone, everyone who dared to stand in front of me, died."

There was no fluctuation in the sapphire eyes, and Klein's tone was as flat as ever.

Dumbledore sighed, and frowned calmly.

"Subsequently, my power grew stronger, and countless wizards chose to follow me. In less than three years, I became the first emperor of the magic empire."

Normally, an eleven-year-old child said that he became the emperor in only three years, and he would be laughed out of his teeth.

But Dumbledore did not smile, instead his expression was serious.

No one knows what kind of group wizards are better than him. There may be wizards who like to live in seclusion, but there are definitely not a few ambitious people, otherwise Gellert and Tom would not have so many fanatics.

If there is really a wizard who can crush everything, then even if he himself is not willing, careerists will use various methods to push him to the throne.

"If there is no accident, the empire will soon transition from the mysterious world to the real world, and go to war with ordinary people. Worry-free novel network www.51eshu.com

Ha, the lethality of pistols, missiles and even nuclear bombs is indeed very strong, but it only needs a simple spell to control the leaders of various countries silently. In the end, the empire will rule the world, there is no doubt."

Dumbledore was silent, and Klein continued.

"As an imperial emperor, I can use things like "philosopher's stone" and "eternal medicine" to extend my life forever. Even if I rebellion, my backhands hidden in all parts of the world can guarantee that they will not be destroyed and cultivated for a hundred years. , There is always a chance to make a comeback.

but I know......"

He suddenly raised his tone.

"This is not what I want!"

Dumbledore and the portraits of the principals on the wall were startled, and he paused for a second, then he said.

"Later I woke up and still curled up on the streets of Berlin. There was no empire, no emperor, but there was a lot more in my mind."

"That is to say... you have a "predictive dream" and gained a lot of knowledge and experience in the dream?"

Stroking his gray beard, Dumbledore was silent for a long time, then smiled suddenly.

"Perhaps "a powerful evil wizard seizing a young body" is more reasonable. It is much more credible than "foreseeing dreams", what do you think?"

"Fate, Professor, this is fate, and fate has given me a warning!"

Klein ignored Dumbledore and emphasized it again.

"If I were a certain evil wizard, I might be able to make up such a lie, but what will happen in the trajectory of fate, can I make up too?

Before I became the emperor, many major events would happen in the European magic world, two of which would be your death and the resurrection of Voldemort."

Voldemort?!

Dumbledore's pupils shrank, and the bad feeling that had been lingering in his heart suddenly enlarged countless times.But he did not speak, still listening quietly.

"Voldemort, the guy called the second-generation "Dark Lord", I don't know much about him, but I have heard about him. You died, he was resurrected, and finally defeated by Harry Potter. This is all I know."

After the initial shock, the old man quickly calmed down.

"This is not enough to prove anything, maybe you are slanderous."

"I knew you didn't believe it."

Klein shrugged and threw out "Wang Bo" directly.

"Severus Snape, our dean, is your undercover undercover with Voldemort."

"hiss!"

Dumbledore took a breath of air in his heart, his expression unchanged.

"After Voldemort was destroyed, Potter explained everything in the newspaper. Now, you should believe me."

Blinking at Dumbledore, Klein jumped off the table and stood quietly in the middle of the office.

"It seems...I have no choice."

A wry smile came up at the corner of his mouth, and Dumbledore stroked his gray beard.

He needs to calm down his heart.