The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

"Yes, it's me. Do you want to ask where you are now?" Xiaomeng smiled lightly.

"Well, yes, where am I?" Orlingworth looked at the room in a daze.

"You are stupid! Look to the left! Has the answer already come out?" Xiaomeng took out a fruit and ate it a little speechlessly.

"Left?" Orlingworth looked toward the wall to the left here.

"Hey! You have such a big discovery, tell me earlier!" Orlynworth looked at the Deathly Hallows symbol on the left wall.

"You still blame me? How long have you been standing in this room? You haven't seen such a big sign yet!" Xiaomeng rolled her eyes at him impatiently.

Oliverth retorted: "Then you tell me where this is?"

Suddenly an old man walked into the room.

Orlynworth aimed his wand at him immediately, and quietly added a dozen armors to himself.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

The old man seemed to have noticed that he had put on more than a dozen armors for himself.

He smiled lightly and exclaimed: "As expected of my son, he is so vigilant."

As soon as he said this, Orlynworth knew who he was, but in order not to be suspected, he continued to point his wand at him.

The old man smiled, took out a wand, and with a wave, a chair flew to the side of Orlynworth.

"Sit down first, and explain to you slowly."

Orlynworth sat down directly, staring at the old man.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Gellert Grindelwald. Of course, if you have studied the history of magic, you should have heard of my name."

Orlynworth stared at him. Although he had guessed it a long time ago, he was still a little surprised when he really said it.

"Well, I've heard of it, the Dark Lord of the first generation." Orlynworth nodded.

Grindelwald looked at Orlynworth a little strangely.

Is it so peaceful to hear his name?

Then there are the lengthy exchanges and the lengthy acting of Orlynworth.

After half an hour.

Grindelwald has been mired in long memories.

"We created you with the help of the Blood Alliance and an ancient magic. It was 1899 when we created you, and we had no hope at all.

Because that kind of magic is very special, and even the legend has involved the power of death.And there is no record of success at all throughout the ages.

Later, you were successfully born, but it was just a shell without a soul.

I thought it was impossible to give birth to a soul in that body, but a miracle happened. On July 1980, 7, a soul was born in that body!

When Dumbledore told me, I even thought I was dreaming! "Grindelwald looked at Olynworth with some joy when he said this.

"But the guy who claimed to be the second-generation Dark Lord had been making trouble in the wizarding world at that time, so Dumbledore sent you to the orphanage safely." Grindelwald sighed.

Oliverworth nodded.Grindelwald continued: "By the way, for some special reasons, you should..." Grindelwald paused deliberately.

"You should call that old mother bee!" Grindelwald laughed evilly.

Oliverth: "?????"

He pondered over this sentence because of some special reasons.

But he still pretended to understand on the surface.

After all, he is now a little baby in his 90s.