The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Bock looked suddenly enlightened.

"It's no wonder that so many of them missed. It turned out that this kid suddenly exploded Moran, and Moran looked quite powerful, and even blew up 26 streets!" Bo Ke was also a little surprised now, after all Moran was so powerful , but the silence that can blow up 26 streets has never appeared.

The scene changes again.

Olynworth not only lamented that this unscrupulous shopkeeper has really impressed a lot these days.

What Orlynworth saw this time was still the owner's study, but the difference from the last time was that the time had changed. The last time was in the early morning, and this time it was in the evening.

Bork sat on the chair, took the newspaper off the owl's claws, yawned, and slowly put the newspaper on the table.

But in the next second, this unscrupulous shopkeeper's performance was unforgettable.

He exclaimed, and he threw the newspaper on his desk, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the newspaper in disbelief.

Olynworth walked over strangely.

There are a lot of newspapers on the table, but none of them seem to be the "Daily Prophet", but something like "Tricks of the Black Arts".

Olynworth looked at the headline in the newspaper, and 1 grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

Although he had seen it before, seeing it again broke his defense.

"Shock!The Obscure who destroyed 26 streets in New York City turned out to be the child of Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of our time!Was the destruction of the street an accident, or was someone planning it? ! "

Seeing this topic, even Orlynworth, who had read it once, twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling the urge to kill Rita Skeeter.

But Bock was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak, and he sat on the ground directly.

When this idiot took over the task before, he thought that the person the man in black robe wanted to kill was just an illegitimate child of a certain pure-blood family living outside. He never thought that this child had something to do with Dumbledore.

He gritted his teeth.

He thought that the man in black had completely tricked him, no wonder the man in black didn't do it himself.

Oliverth shrugged.

He doesn't know who the black-robed man is now, and he can't even take revenge, so he can only vent his anger on the poor shopkeeper.

And the shopkeeper in his memory seems to have recovered now, after all, in his cognition, it is impossible for a saint like Dumbledore to come here and kill him.

Olynworth glanced at his phone, well, there is plenty of time, the meeting time is 9:7, and now it is 30:[-], so there is plenty of time.

The scene changes again.

This time it is finally the memory of that basement. The shop owner at this time seems to be much younger than now, but this time the side is slightly blurred.

Oliver's mouth twitched.

Good guy, co-author of these few memories of this person about him, which are the most profound in his life?

That's right, after all, the memory of offending Dumbledore must be very deep.

Oliverworth continued to watch.

It took him a while to realize just how vigilant this man was.

There are two basements, the first basement has almost nothing in it and the most important is the second basement.

First of all, there is a wonderful mechanism. As long as there is a glimmer of light in the first basement, it will be turned on. At that time, the entire No. [-] basement will automatically explode, and it is impossible to get out of it alive.

And there's anti-apparition magic in the basement.

And the basement is very dark, so the things in the basement can only be taken with the hand of glory.