The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Si Bai raised his head proudly, looking down at him with disdain.

The current Si Bai has the image of a handsome and handsome young man, who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, so he is naturally much taller than him.

But Yan Zeyue is very clear that this person looks eighteen or nineteen years old, but his real age is estimated to be 4000 years old.

It can be said that he is a living old goblin.

"Let me tell you, my Liu Yue doesn't seem to have many people, but there are a lot of supporters! Today's..." Si Bai said through gritted teeth, but in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped , just looked at Yan Zeyue with a gloomy expression.

"It's okay, kid, talk to me?!" He seemed to want to show him an international gesture.

"Ah, that's right~ Anyway, I never thought of playing tricks on you, I've already given up on that idea. My grandfather told me!" Yan Zeyue looked happily at Si Bai in front of him.

"Heh." Si Bai gave him a haughty look. "We Liu Yuezong has three people! Don't look down on these three people! There are three people! Do you know how great the number three is?! It symbolizes..." Si Bai suddenly stopped , well, he himself doesn't know what it symbolizes.

"Oh, yes! It symbolizes..." Si Bai's eyes suddenly lit up, but "You are said to be able to conquer the Three Deathly Hallows of Death!" Before he could say this, someone's untimely voice sounded.

"It symbolizes the mistress!" Yan Zeyue acted like I knew what you were going to say.

Si Bai: "..."

Hehehe, you are so smart!

Si Bai glanced at him with some disgust, then disappeared through the door.

"My sister asked me to play mahjong. 886!"

Yan Zeyue frowned, sat on the bed, looked at Yan Zeyue frowned carefully,

"Sure enough..." He closed his eyes and lowered his hands weakly.

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(I hope every reader will give me five stars. It is too difficult to write this thing. It took me a long time to hold back 100 words.)

Time went back to when Dumbledore had just finished making the phone call.

In an unknown alley in Paris, France.

Dumbledore put the phone in the pocket of his wizard robe, but just as he looked up, he met a pair of bright different pupils.

"It seems that our great white wizard is very concerned about that Harry Potter~" Grindelwald said fiercely, and then pushed Dumbledore against the wall in the alley.

Dumbledore's brain was still a little confused. He wanted to break away from Grindelwald in a daze, but his wand was still in his pocket and he couldn't take it out. Naturally, he couldn't resist Grindelwald holding the wand.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Al~" Grindelwald looked at him with sparkling eyes, and walked dishonestly towards Dumbledore's collar.

Dumbledore is also a person with a little brain, so he naturally knows what the former Dark Lord in front of him will do next. His face is a little red, and he is going to grab Grindelwald's hand to stop his crazy actions.

But the person in front of him had obviously guessed what he was thinking, and waved his wand with a slight smile.

"Quickly imprison." Grindelwald's voice carried a trace of forbearance.

(Strongly recommend NIC Kaka's Harry Potter: The Ancestor of Magic)