Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

"Honey, what's the matter?"

Lucas slowly raised his head.

A tense and panicked face appeared in front of the four women.

They had never seen Lucas Grindelwald like this.

Since he came to Hogwarts, he has always been so radiant.

"Honey, is something wrong?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Lend me the parchment."

Lucas did not answer, but took the parchment from Hermione and wrote a reply.

"The specific things are in the letter, you can read it yourself, I will reply first.

The four girls looked at the envelope on the long table.

Hermione picked up the envelope at the urging of the other three girls.

"Austria, Nurmengard Snow Mountain Castle"

Seeing the mailing address, Hermione was stunned for a moment, of course she knew who lived at this address.

Carefully open the envelope and remove the parchment inside.

See the first sentence.

The tension in Hermione's heart relaxed slightly.

Fortunately, it wasn't a letter from the big man.

But seeing the following content, the eyes of Hermione and the three girls beside her were shocked, even unbelievable.

"Honey, your father"

"Don't say it here. It's not good for others to hear it. This matter is of great importance. It must not be known."

The expressions of the four girls immediately became serious.

They knew very well in their hearts how serious the matter was.

But they were more worried about Lucas' state at the moment.

Looking at her boyfriend who was pretending to be calm, Hermione reached out and grabbed the back of his hand.

"It'll be fine."

06 The same is true for the other three women.

They all hope that Lucas can understand that they are by his side.

Suddenly a breeze blew in the peaceful auditorium.

The folded parchment on the table was blown away by the wind.

"Gellert Grindelwald is critically ill, hurry back!"

A short sentence is about to break Lucas's heart.

Who is Gellert?

He was the strongest dark wizard before Voldemort.

He is the creator of saints.

He is Lucas' adoptive father.

Although the two are not related by blood, everything about Lucas is inseparable from the teaching of the other.

Lucas was wandering outside, messing with this and destroying that.

In addition to relying on one's own strength, there is another reason.

That is, he knows that there are people behind him who can rely on.

If one day he caused a catastrophe that he couldn't bear, he believed that the other party would come out of the prison where he was imprisoned and vent his anger for him.

But now, the closest person he has come to this world, his reliance is about to collapse.

How could this not upset him.

Lucas took a deep breath and wrote his name on the parchment.

With the loud whistle sounded.

Astia flew in from outside.

"Bring the letter to Vita, and it must be fast!"

Astia let out a soft cry, flapped her wings and flew out from the window of the auditorium.

At the same time, the corner under the long table that no one can see.

Another letter in Lucas's hand also disappeared with a flash of silver.

Soon, the powerful families in England received news that some members of the Saints Group had left England.

The Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic, and the Death Eaters also received the news.

Voldemort frowned slightly, wondering what Lucas was up to.

"Let your friends in Hogwarts find out what happened."

Soon, an envelope from Hogwarts was placed in front of Voldemort.

"Lukas Grindelwald received a letter from the outside world this morning, and then became restless. The specific content of the letter is still being investigated."

Voldemort closed his eyes and stroked his bald head with his fingers.

This is an action he made subconsciously when he was lost in thought.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the saints? If that's the case, then it's a godsend opportunity, Lucius, let someone go find out.

"Obey, my master!"

Since Lucas's letter was sent.

All forces are probing the news of the saints.

Even Dumbledore talked to Lucas twice, knowingly or not.

Although Lucas always shook his head and said nothing.

But the brows that hadn't been relaxed for several days told everyone that Lucas had encountered unprecedented troubles.

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Over the next few days, the transfers of members of the Saints became more and more frequent.

Many well-known saints have left England.

This seems to be more certain that there is a problem within the Saints.

During this time, Umbridge has not been idle.

In addition to trying to find out what happened to Lucas, she put more energy on targeting the savior.

Office of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Umbridge looked kindly at Marietta Ackmore in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, child, your mother and I are very good friends.

"Mrs. Aikemo's popularity in the Floo Network Administration is also very good, child, can you answer a few questions for me?"

Marietta nodded, then shook her head immediately.

The smile on Umbridge's face subsided slightly: "Come [for tea!"

Looking at the tea pushed in front of her, Marietta remembered what Harry had said.

Thinking that the tea in front of her might have been filled with veritaserum, she shook her head again.

Umbridge hadn't expected it.

The girl in front of her had a tight mouth, which was different from what she had learned.

Just when she was about to press her with a tough attitude, a green flame suddenly ignited in the fireplace.

"Go back first, you'll be here today."

Marietta ran out of the office as if fleeing for her life.

The flames of the fireplace reappeared, and an envelope with the Dark Mark appeared.

Umbridge didn't dare to neglect, and stepped forward to catch the slowly falling envelope with both hands.

With the envelope being opened.

The parchment inside was exposed.

There is only one sentence on it: "The saints are confronting the German and French Ministry of Magic in front of Nurmengard."

Although only a short sentence.

But it explains the recent transfer of the Saints.

At the same time, this also reveals a message to the outside world that there may be a problem with the one in Newmondry.

That's why Germany and France went to Nurmengard to guard it.

Probably because he didn't want the people inside to come out, and even hoped that the one inside would die right away.

Umbridge felt he should be right about eight out of 10 guesses.

Burning the letter in her hand, she sat on the chair and thought about the task that the master entrusted to her.

Divorce!

Maybe this time will be a good opportunity.

"No, I have to go to see Lucas now. If Dumbledore gets ahead, the strategy won't work."

Umbridge slapped the desk down, got up and walked out of the office.

Slytherin common room.

Lucas' mood seemed to affect the little snakes as well.

The old laughter seemed to have been lost in the lounge.

Thanks to the investigation team's internal response, Umbridge successfully entered the common room.

"Professor Umbridge, please wait a moment, someone has already informed the chief." Marcy Flint said indifferently.

Umbridge was once a Slytherin too.

Naturally, one can see the difference between Marcie.

"I remember your name is Marcy Flint, seventh grader, if I'm not mistaken, you should be the head of the seventh grade, right?"

Umbridge's hot face stuck a cold butt.

Without even looking at her again, Marci turned and walked to her seat and sat down.

Umbridge, who was humiliated, dared not speak out.

There is Lucas, a quasi-legendary wizard, as the head of the academy. 247

The students of Slytherin are indeed more confident than the other three houses.

"Professor Umbridge, the chief invites you in."

Follow Astoria to a separate bedroom.

Seeing Astoria turn away, Umbridge knocked lightly on the door twice.

When she entered the room, she saw Lucas Grindelwald frowning slightly, flipping through the book.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."

Lucas closed the book, drew out his wand and tapped on the table, and two steaming cups of black tea appeared immediately.

"Is the professor here for something?"

"Cough, cough." Umbridge cleared his throat, "I just see that Mr. Grindelwald seems to be a little troubled recently."

"It's nothing, just small things. 11

"Mr. Grindelwald, don't rush to deny it. My family has some kinship with Germany. I heard something about Nurmengard recently."

boom!!

A huge pressure fell on Umbridge in an instant.

Although I was prepared in my heart.

But Umbridge was still nearly crushed.

"Then what did the other party say, and what are your plans for coming today? If you don't make it clear, you probably won't be able to leave this room today."

Lucas' indifferent eyes made Umbridge feel cold all over.

She knew very well in her heart that the other party was not just talking.

As a quasi-legendary level wizard, it is really not difficult to kill her without anyone noticing.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I have a way to help you bring out the people from Nurmengadry, but you must do me a favor!"

Umbridge struggled to get those words out.

As soon as the words fell, the pressure on her body disappeared without a trace.

"Get up and explain in detail."

Seeing Lucas' interested eyes, Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief. .