Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

"The prerequisite for becoming stronger is to survive." Egg curled his lips, not taking it seriously at all: "Only those who survive to the end are qualified to be called strong."

Grindelwald was stunned, as if he didn't expect Egger to have such a view.

Iger didn't intend to argue with him in this regard, but just found a nearby lively hotel and settled down. Fortunately, Iger brought enough euros with him, and the three of them had a hearty dinner.

Grindelwald ate very well, but his movements were elegant, and he seemed to have this calmness engraved in his bones.

"You can probably think of what the headlines of tomorrow's newspapers will be." Egger leaned back leisurely on his chair, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand: "The famous first-generation Dark Lord escaped from prison. Will the Dark Ages sweep across the country again? Hahaha."

"Aren't you the one who caused all this?" Emily on the side whispered while holding tomato juice.

"By the way, was there someone like Mr. Grindelwald two hundred years ago?" Egger thought: "If there was, then he shouldn't be considered the first generation."

"I don't know what the concept of a Dark Lord is, but two hundred years ago, there were many powerful dark wizards." Emily thought for a while: "But our vampires rarely participate in the magic world, but those stinky ones Werewolves have always wanted a place in the wizarding world."

"It seems like you shouldn't be considered the first generation." Egg looked at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, with a trace of disdain on his old face: "I never said that I was the Dark Lord."

He wiped his mouth with some reserve, and used the white handkerchief to rub his beard that had become lush due to not paying attention to him for too long. Grindelwald tilted his head slightly: "Compared to the title of Dark Lord, I prefer Accept the title of revolutionary.”

"Well" Egg looked at Grindelwald thoughtfully and nodded slowly.

almost

If you win, you will be a revolution; if you lose, you will be a devil.

Successful kings and defeated bandits have been the case since ancient times.

Just like what Doflamingo said.

It's natural that justice will prevail

Only the winner is righteous.

"Throughout my life, have I done anything for my own selfish desires?" Grindelwald opened his arms and said calmly: "As I said, everything is for the greater good."

Egg blinked, raised his head slightly, and looked at Grindelwald with a silly expression: "Friend, have you heard of Amway?"

Grindelwald: ""

Iger feels that it is too stupid for a person like Grindelwald to be a wizard. If he becomes a pyramid scheme, other scammers will starve to death.

A dinner ended unhappy.

Emily narrowed her eyes as she watched Grindelwald return to the room, then turned to look at Egg: "He wants to bewitch you."

"I can see that." Iger nodded with deep understanding: "But unfortunately, I am a heterosexual."

Emily: ""

Damn it, are we talking about the same thing?

Emily went back to the room angrily, and Egger leaned back on the chair leisurely and took a sip from the wine glass.

He knew what Emily meant, he was just pretending to be confused.

A few years have passed, and Egger is no longer the silly boy who dares to say anything. Naturally, it can be seen that Grindelwald has whitewashed himself.

No matter what he said, Egger understood one thing very deeply, that is, when Grindelwald was in power, the number of people who died was not at all as low as when Voldemort was in power.

It was a great movement that swept through half of the world's wizarding world, and naturally it was not something that a village tyrant like Voldemort could match.

Egger never thought of siding with Grindelwald, and of course, he never thought of punishing him for the people who died.ァ新ヤ~8~1~中文网.. <First release, domain name, please remember

The reason for letting him out was just because of temporary need, or because he thought this person was quite interesting.

As for politics and sports.

Speaking of which, Iger may not even understand the core ideas of human organizations.

One night passed in a hurry, and that night, Grindelwald's escape from prison spread like wildfire, making the headlines of magical newspapers in various European countries the next morning.

Looking at a German magic newspaper called Owl News indifferently, Egg curled his lips in an incomprehensible manner. New Bayi Chinese website first released....

Today's editors really have no new ideas. They should really learn more from the browser editors who were sent to the crematorium later.

Shocked that a hundred-year-old man stayed out at night because of

Shocked, dozens of strong men fell into coma. A hundred-year-old man actually did such a thing.

Listen, how exciting

The originally quite regular magic newspaper suddenly turned into Liu Bei's tabloid on the edge of harmony, but the sales volume will definitely increase sharply.

Emily happily drank a glass of tomato juice and sat quietly next to Egg, waiting for Grindelwald. Then she looked in the direction of the corridor and her eyes widened.

A handsome old man with slicked back hair walked over slowly. Egger drank milk and read the newspaper, his dead eyes slightly raised.

"Pfft cough cough cough"

A mouthful of white liquid spurted out, and Egg stared at the old man in front of him in shock.

At this time, Grindelwald's hair was neatly combed, with a slicked back, and his originally lush beard had been shaved into a neat mustache. His cheeks had strong lines, few wrinkles, and his eyes were sharp.

Wearing a decent suit, Grindelwald looked at the two of them and smiled slightly: "Is there any problem?"

Egger nodded slightly: "How much does the suit cost?"

Grindelwald: ""

Emily laughed. Just now, Grindelwald's pressure was too high and too strong, which made her speechless. However, when she met Egg, he broke the power in one second.

Early in the morning, Egger paid for the three people's accommodation and also paid the store for a suit.

But this little money is nothing, but there is one thing that Iger can’t accept.

Damn, why is this old man so handsome at over a hundred years old?

How handsome do you have to be when you are young? Damn it.

Fortunately, you were not born in the same era as me.

Although Iger thinks he is handsome, he is still somewhat self-aware.

In terms of appearance, I am more refined than Harry, and at most on the same level as Cedric, but the handsome man next to me

No, handsome old man

This handsome old man has already committed a foul, okay?

His body is full of vicissitudes of life, his eyes are full of stories, and every move has a pretentious air, which is the charm of a mature man.

Damn, that's too much

You are over a hundred years old, do you know that?

It is difficult for Egger to connect Grindelwald at this time with the sloppy, smelly old man last night. These are completely two people, right?

But Iger breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he is gay and there is no pressure from competition.

"How do we go now?" Grindelwald didn't have the slightest self-awareness, and turned to look at Egg happily.

"Have you been to Norway?" Egger looked at Grindelwald.

"Of course." Grindelwald nodded.

Emily on the side took out her wand and handed it to Grindelwald: "Portkey."

Grindelwald reached out and took the wand and looked at it carefully for a long time: "I haven't seen this thing for a long time, the one I used to have."

"In Dumbledore's hands." Egg nodded: "But it doesn't matter, I can help you find a stronger one."

"Stronger than the Elder Wand." Grindelwald raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Egg with a half-smile, as if he wanted to check the authenticity of Egg's words.

"Of course." Egg nodded: "Do you think this staff of mine is worse than the Elder Wand?"

Grindelwald nodded clearly, without saying much, he casually found a stone and pointed with his wand: "Mentos."

"Let's go." Egg nodded, the three of them grabbed each other's arms, and Egg held the stone.

There was a sudden hook behind the navel, and the three figures disappeared in an instant.