Hogwarts: You are a devil!

"Who am I? Quack, quack, little guy, put down the wand in your hand, or else!"

The black-robed wizard pointed the wand in his hand at Anne, which flashed with frightening magical power.

"You dare! If you dare to hurt Anne, no matter who you are, I will kill you, and then kill all your relatives! I, Louis Lestrange, will do what I say!"

A pair of starry eyes were full of murderous intent, and Louis wanted to kill the two black-robed wizards in the living room immediately.

"Hahahaha! This is the first time in many years that I heard someone threaten me. Do you know what happened to the last person who threatened me?"

The black-robed wizard laughed wildly, and the fire spell in his hand shot directly at Anne's unprotected body. The alchemical equipment on her body was still inactive.

Are you going to die? This feels really bad!I haven't even found a boyfriend yet!The beautiful blond hair curled slightly under the high temperature, exuding a burnt smell.

"I'm going to kill you!" In a state of extreme anger, Louis did not even recite a spell, but naturally cast the fireball spell, and a fireball twice the size of the normal state appeared on the top of the wand.

While Louis was confronting the man in black robe, Fleur and Sophie quietly retreated out the door. For some reason, the alchemy tools did not work in the villa.

The moment they encountered the invisible barrier, Furong's heart sank. Not being able to go out meant that they couldn't find anyone to rescue them. With the three little wizards alone, Furong didn't think they could defeat the black-robed wizard.

"Sister Anne!" Sophie and Fleur screamed at the same time. As soon as they turned around after being blocked by the barrier, they saw Anne wrapped in flames.

"That's enough! Odro, have you forgotten the purpose of our coming here!"

The black-robed wizard who seemed familiar to Anne roared, waved his hand to interrupt Audro's fire spell, and revealed Anne under the flames, protected by the iron armor spell.

Tsk, damn old guy!The wizard named Odro cursed secretly in his heart. They were members of the same organization. The man in black robe had a much higher status in the organization than him. Even if he felt unhappy, he did not dare to express it.

"Haha! You don't think that you can hurt me with the slow fireball in your hand!"

Looking at the fireball flying in front of him, Audro taunted, how could the spell cast by a mere first-year wizard hurt him, an Auror-level wizard.

Auror level is the division of strength in their organization, and above that there are elite Auror level and epic level wizards, as well as the highest and greatest king - Grindelwald.

They come from the great Army of Grindelwald. The old guy next to them is a member of the first generation, and he is a member of the second generation who grew up later. He is one of the young members of the Army of Grindelwald.

In the eyes of the high-level wizard, the slow-moving fireball with no power exploded, and flames with a temperature of more than a thousand degrees spread to most of the living room with Audro as the core.

"Help me! Please! Help me!" Audro, who fell on the floor and wailed, stretched out his right hand burning with flames to another black-robed wizard.

"Sorry, Avada gnaws Dawa!"

The black-robed wizard pulled out his wand, and the dark green beam of life-killing curse fell on Audro. This was the only thing he could do for Audro.

"For the greater good, for Grindelwald! Rest in peace, my friend Audro."

The black-robed wizard put his right hand on his chest and whispered a tune with a clear rhythm in his mouth, as if he was saying goodbye to his companion.

"Ha! Old guy, aren't you already dead?"

The man in black robe was stunned for a moment: "Interesting, you actually guessed my identity!"

The hood that covered his head automatically slid off, revealing an old wrinkled face that had been hanging in the center of the castle with Louis' grandmother all year round.

He is Corvos Lestrange V, also known as Abernathy, one of the most trusted men of the Dark Lord Grindelwald.

"Why didn't you die?" Annie turned her head, not wanting to see Abernethy's face. In her heart, her adoptive father had died long ago.

"I died a long time ago, and my body was buried in Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. Now I am Abernathy, Grindelwald's most loyal servant."

Abernathy said lightly that since the day of his 'death', his connection with the Lestrange family has been severed. He has only one mission now, and that is to contribute to Grindelwald for the great benefit. rest of life.

"Then why do you still come out? Isn't it good to just stay in Nurmengard and serve your Dark Lord!"

Anne preferred that he be dead than alive. Even if he had saved her with the Iron Armor Curse not long ago, Anne still wished that her adoptive father was dead.

"Sorry, I don't want to appear in front of you, but for the great Grindelwald, I——"

Abernethy lowered his head apologetically. If the great Grindelwald hadn't been in urgent need of the elixir of life, he wouldn't have wanted to leave Nurmengard.

He preferred to observe Louis in secret, watching him grow up and continue the honor of the Lestrange family.

The 11-year-old junior potion master showed great strength when facing the four witches, and was noticed by Nico Flamel. He also independently developed a petrifying potion.

Everything made Abernathy believe that Louis would become the pillar of the Lestrange family sooner or later. As Louis' former grandfather, he just wanted to witness Louis' legend for the rest of his life.

"So you came out this time to do something for Grindelwald, right?"

Recalling his parents' experiences, Louis suddenly hated Abernathy, his nominal grandfather, and with it, Louis hated Grindelwald.

"Sorry, Louis, Lord Grindelwald needs the Philosopher's Stone... all for the greater good."

Abernathy buried his head lower. He didn't dare to look at Anne, let alone Louis. Abernathy knew that he was sorry for them, and even more sorry for Louis' parents.

"Oh, the greater good is so disgusting!"

Had it been someone else who had said such words, Abernathy would have sent that person to meet the god of death. But the person who spoke was Anne, one of the people Abernathy felt most sorry for.

"Sooner or later, you will understand, but now, please help me get the magic stone!"

Abernathy suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of determination. He believed that sooner or later, Anne and Louis would understand his good intentions.

The wizarding world is about to usher in the end. The greatest benefit of Grindelwald's army is to unite the power of the entire wizarding world to fight against the doomsday under the leadership of Grindelwald.

"Hehehehehe, you are really my good grandfather. This is the last time I call you. From now on, there will never be any relationship between you and us!"

Grief, disappointment, or other emotions lingered in Louis' heart. Is Grindelwald really that important? So important that he can even abandon his grandson and adopted daughter!