The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"thump"!

In the spacious converted cell, the bodies of several Edenian Aurors hit the ground heavily.

"Ah, it's actually very useful."

Grindelwald shook the "dead branch" in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"For 50 years, I have been trapped in the cage of this tower, eating and waiting to die."

Grindelwald glanced around the room where he had lived for 50 years for the last time, then opened the door without hesitation and strode out.

"Boom"!

"what sound"?

Such a big movement naturally aroused the vigilance of the guards downstairs. They walked towards the stairs in surprise, but what greeted them was a green light.

"Avada Kedavra"!

The Auror at the front was hit by the green light and then fell to the ground. His teammates behind him raised their right hands in fear, but before he could react, another green light also hit him.

"These Aurors are far inferior to their ancestors."

Grindelwald held his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the castle gate. Behind him were dead bodies on the ground.

At this moment, Grindelwald had killed all the guards except for the Aurors guarding the gate outside.

"Oh, I really didn't expect you to come here. Did you bring me dinner again? But today I want to have dinner in Germany."

Grindelwald just put his hand on the castle door, put it down again, then turned around and smiled.

"Long time no see, Gellert."

The golden flames beside Dumbledore had not yet dissipated, and there was a pile of corpses between him and Grindelwald. The two of them very wisely did not choose to make any move that might excite the other.

"Why, Gellert, why did you break our agreement?"

After a moment, Dumbledore was the first to ask.

"Because that woman issued an execution order to his men, Albus, even though these 50 years of prison life have softened my temper, it does not mean that they can deal with me at will."

Grindelwald waved his wand disapprovingly.

"Who gave you the wand in your hand?"

Dumbledore glanced at the wand, which clearly did not belong to any European style, with confusion in his eyes.

"Of course he is my grandson, Albus. I have to say that my previous guess was correct. He has indeed become my successor."

Grindelwald tossed the wand in his hand boredly and glanced around at the corpses here, with no mercy in his eyes.

"What stupid young men, they chose to implement the so-called justice in their hearts, but they didn't know that the justice that cost them their lives was just a fallacy that allowed those consortiums to suck blood openly."

"They deserve to die, but you shouldn't leave this castle."

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, he had never felt so exhausted.

The invisible child, the betrayal of his old friend, and the confusing future were like a mountain crushing him again. The only thing that could support the old man now was his strong will.

"I'm sorry Albus, I'm going to break my promise".

To Dumbledore's surprise, Grindelwald shook his head firmly.

"If I am still alone, then I will definitely return to the castle and wait for you to argue with the old immortals in the Wizengamot. Finally, I will lower my living standards again and lock me here until I die. ".

"But it's a pity that when you show light to a person in the darkness, he will no longer be willing to sink into the darkness."

Grindelwald slowly raised his wand, his hand very steady without any trembling.

"Now you can make your own choice, Dumbledore, let me go, or continue the duel with me that failed to end more than 50 years ago."

A dangerous aura gathered around the old man, and suddenly the hall of Nurmengard became tense.

"Roar"!

Just when the two of them were concentrating and preparing to start another duel, a hoarse roar suddenly distracted the two of them.

Among the piles of corpses in the hall, an Edenian Auror who had just been killed by Grindelwald with a killing curse slowly got up.

"There are actually survivors? It shouldn't be. Could it be that I haven't used spells for so long that I am already unfamiliar with killing people?"

Grindelwald looked at the Auror who stood up again in confusion, a green light lingering on the tip of the wand.

"Roar"!

Just as the two were confused, the resurrected Edenian Auror turned his head at an angle that normal people could not do.

The pale face was lifeless, with large purple markings on it. There was a white film in the Auror's eyes, and his movements were very stiff.

This clearly looks like a corpse that has been dead for several hours!

"Infernal Corpse"!

The expressions of both of them changed, and then they waved their wands in unison.

"Thunderbolt Explosion"!

"Fire is raging"!

Pieces of flesh burning with flames were flying everywhere. In the surprised eyes of the two people, the Aurors who had just died climbed up stiffly from the ground at very strange angles one after another.

"Albus, I now have reason to suspect that Edenia is no longer a country of the living."

Grindelwald and Dumbledore stood back to back, working hard to defeat the undead with spells.

But the vitality of these undead is beyond their imagination. Ordinary damage has no effect on them. Even the minced meat blown to the ground will keep twitching and gathering together, and then gather into pieces like meat. The disgusting insect-like things continued to attack the two of them.

"They have already been infected. As long as these Aurors die, the primal matter implanted in their bodies will be activated immediately and control them to become new undead."

The Elder Wand in Dumbledore's hand spurted out a stream of flames, roasting a zombie that was about to pounce into charcoal.

The charred corpse fell to the ground, but in the blink of an eye, the charred skin began to crack, revealing the new flesh and blood underneath.

"It's not easy for you, Albus."

Grindelwald sneered, and blue flames ignited around him, burning several living corpses that tried to pounce into ashes.

"These undead souls seem to have been further strengthened. Now only Li Huo can kill them."

Grindelwald's expression was extremely solemn as he looked at the disgusting flesh tentacles spreading like blood vessels everywhere in Nurmengard Castle.

In ancient times when war magic was very developed, these undead were already able to cause natural disasters.

But now, in this era where offensive magic has gradually disappeared, these disgusting undead spirits have been further strengthened. Grindelwald can no longer imagine what will happen if these things are released into densely populated cities. .