The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

Dumbledore stared fixedly at the silent Shaw, wondering whether some of the recent incidents had something to do with him, but the other party was so calm when facing him.

No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

Shaw narrowed his eyes, and now he also deduced that what Snape mentioned just now should not have been obtained from Dumbledore.

That's it.

But let's get down to business first, and go straight to the point if we can't think of a good excuse.

"Principal, I wonder if I can borrow Fox for a few days."

Dumbledore was waiting for Shaw's reaction so that he could make further inferences, and he didn't expect to wait for an inappropriate request at the end.

He leaned against the back of the wide and comfortable chair, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Xiao Erdao with his blue eyes.

"Oh? Phoenix will be very close to honest and kind people, and will bring him courage. For those who are not close, even if I ask, Fox will not pay attention."

Xiao Er didn't want to play Tai Chi with the old bee, he vowed not to be a riddler today!

So take out the chips directly.

"If I can find another Horcrux, Fox should be close to me, after all, I am so righteous and brave."

With a solemn expression, Dumbledore immediately sat up straight without blushing.

"Of course, a child who can fight against the evil forces without hesitation, how can he not please Fox, and the time? Fox is about to lose his hair and nirvana, so it will be inconvenient then."

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, almost choked, and slandered that a person who is old is thick-skinned.

After taking out the notebook, he pushed it directly in front of Dumbledore.

"I'm taking Fox away now, don't worry, I will treat him well."

Dumbledore, who was startled, immediately picked up his notebook to check.

Xiao Er ignored him, got up directly and came to the bird stand, and said softly to the furry Fox.

"Good boy, the principal agreed, don't worry, I'll find you a good friend."

Fox slowly tightened the fluffy feathers, tilted his head to look at the notebook and watched Dumbledore fascinated, and honked a few times.

"Gan! Chi!" (Old man, why did you betray me?)

Dumbledore was still looking for the notebook, but he kept his promise, and he sold pets thoroughly. He raised his hand and bowed back.

"Go, go, Fox, there is really a partner in Xiao Er who can become your friend, and he has a lot of delicious food there, and you will live a very happy life."

Chapter 127 Prophecy is not omnipotent

Austria, Nurmengard.

Vita Rozier is reporting to Grindelwald on some important work.

"The Polish Ministry of Magic accepted our secret political support, and of course signed many treaties..."

"The largest Russian Ministry of Magic was split from the Soviet Union's magic department. We are also trying to infiltrate it, but there are many forces with the same idea, so it was severely hit by the Russian Ministry of Magic and lost a lot of manpower, but in the end the remaining The results are pretty good.”

"U.S. Congress……."

Grindelwald was noncommittal about Weta's layout around the world, but just looked down at an ancient thread-bound book.

The pages of the ancient book are sallow and old, and the content of the page turned out is "A Fang Gong Fu".

Grindelwald found that Shaw admired Qin Shihuang of China very much. Although for a native Englishman, this was very unreasonable and inexplicable, and the specific cause could not be investigated for the time being.

But for Grindelwald, it doesn't matter.

If he wants to teach the other party, he must first know the other party's preferences and ideas, so that he can check the gaps and make up for the gaps.

Although he has learned Chinese, it is still a bit difficult to read this classical Chinese.

Just after reading "Theory of the Six Kingdoms", Xiao Er recommended another "Ode to Efang Palace".

That is to say, Grindelwald has a superior IQ and a first-class learning ability. If it were an ordinary foreign old man, he would probably go crazy.

Weta is not surprised by Grindelwald's state. Her distraction was taught by the other party, but she suddenly mentioned.

"The recent situation in the British magic world is weird. I have a report that Voldemort may really return. Are we really not going to intervene?"

Hearing this, Grindelwald finally looked away from the thread-bound Chinese ancient book, and his attitude remained calm after raising his head.

"No, the bigger sesame chassis is just for the little guy to practice, just a down-and-out Voldemort."

After thinking about it for a while, Vita didn't take it seriously. After all, according to Voldemort's previous structure and personality, he was just a cowardly character.

Besides, legends are not invincible, as long as there is a targeted layout and elite manpower, it is possible to kill them.

Anyway, I will go to England in person in half a year, and I can watch it, and Vita suddenly looks forward to it.

Grindelwald also mentioned this at this time.

"How are you preparing for your trip to England?"

Vita is full of confidence.

"Wizards who may be hired as Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester, I have sent someone to supervise and record their every word and deed. In July, if anyone receives a professor's appointment letter, I will personally replace them." , use a month to learn all the habits of this person, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Well, not a bad idea."

After Grindelwald nodded in approval, he stood up and continued with a serious expression.

"But you remember, you can teach that little guy how to harness power and power.

Teach him how to increase his reputation and check and balance his minions.

Teach him how to be a truly elegant and noble superior.

It can even instill more ambitions in him, and even make up for his family affection.

However, you must not influence his political views, which is related to the future. "

Weta was stunned for a moment, a little confused about the position of Shaw in Grindelwald's heart, maybe it wasn't as simple as simply wanting to accept Shaw as his godson.

However, she has been with Grindelwald for many years and knows the rules, so she nodded solemnly.

"I see."

After Vita went down, Grindelwald muttered softly in Chinese.

"The people of Qin have no time to mourn for themselves, but later generations mourned; what later generations mourned without learning from it, also made future generations mourn for future generations again."

Grindelwald always feels that he used to be from Qin, and his descendants are his present self, so what about the descendants of the descendants.

Although he has the power of prophecy, prophecy is not omnipotent.

Prophecy is not just waiting for it to happen, and it is not static. Prophecy is just the most likely possibility among countless futures.

Any prophecy is itself an ambiguous possibility.

Grindelwald rallied because the new prophecy at least had a chance of winning.

Unlike the old prophecies, the future is hopeless, and no matter how hard you try, it will be futile.

Grindelwald actually felt sorry for Albus, and didn't want to make trouble for him, let him run around, and gradually haggard.

But in order to complete the new prophecy, he had to do this again. He also prophesied that he saw the possibility of the two reuniting for the rest of their lives, and also saw the possibility of wizards and Muggles co-prospering.

But everything is possible, and in order to make the possibility come true, he can only feel sorry for Albus first.

Then Grindelwald, who was still serious just now, cheerfully took out the messenger coin and injected magic power into it.

......

In Malfoy Manor, England, Lucius watched Dobby tremblingly carrying a plate of food into an exquisite small attic.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

The one who lives in the attic is none other than the Dark Lord, who knows that his family is in good condition.

Fortunately, although the Dark Lord is more difficult to guess now, his temper is much better. I really don't have to be so nervous.

But not Lucius.

His son was basically another Dark Lord, and he felt like walking a tightrope until he couldn't figure out what was the limit of the cooperative relationship between the two Dark Lords.

My heartstrings have been tense all the time, and I have been suffering from insomnia recently, and I don't need money to drink palliatives and euphoria.

I have already gone to St. Mungo to ask my father, Abu, who is still alive.

The father only said that his current choice was not a problem, and that he would personally test the state of his old classmate, the Dark Lord, when he raised his body.

That's right, Abu, the old Malfoy, is a classmate with Tom, and the Malfoy family has a deep relationship with Tom Riddle.

After a while, Dobby staggered out.

Seeing his hopeless appearance, Lucius kicked him up.

"Useless things are also elves, you should learn more from Keleche!"

Dobby, who rolled to the ground, raised his head and stammered tremblingly.

"Dobby, Dobby is already learning from Keleche, Master, Black, Lord Dark Lord asked you to prepare various curse books and collect them from the major pure-blood families."

Lucius' eyelids twitched.

The Dark Lord never knew what politeness was. His own treasury and library were free to come and go, and now he started to think about other books.

But that's good, after all, it's better to suffer alone than to suffer alone.

He immediately turned around happily and walked towards the gate, stopping by to collect the redemption money.

In the attic, Tom in a silver robe sat upright in front of the bright window, holding the Malfoy family's family collection in his hand and reading carefully, and there was a large stack of quaint books beside him.

He is indeed working on curses now.

One is to use it when catching the main soul, and the other is to complete another task that Shaw taught him, to break the super curse on the Horcrux ring in Gaunt's old house.

The main soul's understanding of curses is naturally beyond the reach of young Tom.

The curse on the Horcrux ring would kill even Dumbledore if he got it.

Coupled with the existence of the resurrection stone, for those who have deceased relatives and miss them very much, the Horcrux ring is now a hot potato.

Tom looked at the book in his hand, but he didn't expect the Malfoy family to be very knowledgeable about curses.

Tom suddenly remembered a secret circulating in the pure blood circle.