Hogwarts: You are a devil!

"Passed out!"

Beauxbatons Academy has a wide-area enchantment. Although it does not prohibit the Disapparation Spell like Hogwarts, it will be connected to every student in the academy and monitor their physical condition at any time.

During the Wizarding War, a saint sneaked into the academy quietly and wanted to take revenge by killing the children of his enemies. He had just killed a young wizard when more than a dozen academy professors teleported to him and killed the young wizard without giving him a chance to explain. saint.

Since then, no wizard has dared to kill students in Beauxbatons College, unless he has the strength of Grindelwald and can escape from the pursuit of more than a dozen lowest-level Auror wizards.

"Forget it all!"

After thinking about it, Abernathy applied amnesia and deleted Johnson's memory of the villa. He didn't want Louis to be known as having an affair with a dark wizard.

hiss!Abernethy took a breath, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know how to identify the elixir of life.

To be precise, no wizard in the entire wizarding world, except for the Flamel couple, has actually seen the elixir of life. They have only heard of this magic potion in legends.

He, as well as the young wizards in Grindelwald's army, planned this plan out of wishful thinking.

They sneaked out of Nurmengard without telling the great Grindelwald and sneaked into Beauxbatons on the third day of the festival in order to keep Grindelwald alive longer.

"Hurry up!" Louis urged. He was afraid that if time went by, there would be a few more wizards like Johnson peeking at their transactions.

Abernethy paused, "To tell you the truth, I don't have a way to identify the elixir of life, so——"

He was not afraid of anything else but that Louis might take an unknown poison from Nico Flamel.

With the ability of the legendary alchemist, even all the potion masters in the world combined would not be able to cure the poison he refined.

"I'll go with you!" Annie stood up, "If there's something wrong with the potion, just kill me and pay for your Dark Lord with his life!"

A trace of sadness flashed in Abernethy's eyes, and he felt that he was leading his family to destruction.

"No!" He rejected Annie's request. The reason was simple. Annie alone as a hostage could not reassure the Young Faction and other factions.

"Do you want the Lestrange family to be extinct! You old bastard..."

Anne was angry and asked Louis to be a hostage. Is Grindelwald's charm really that great, enough to make people forget their blood relationship and push their grandson into the fire pit with their own hands?

Nurmengard, as well as the saints imprisoned there, in the eyes of Anne and most wizards, was the filthiest place in the wizarding world, filthier than Akazban in the UK.

"I'll just go with you, but you have to release them first!"

Louis pointed to the location of Anne and the three of them and said that he had the Keeper's Token to save his life. If that didn't work, he could just activate the teleportation formation above.

Except for areas where teleportation is prohibited, the teleportation circle on the token is enough to ensure his life safety.

"No! I'm not allowed to go to that kind of place!"

Fleur and Sophie sat next to Anne and hesitated for a long time. They didn't want Louis to go to Nurmengard, but they didn't know how to persuade Louis.

"Have you decided? Or -" Looking at Louis' blue eyes, Abernethy hesitated.

"Well, I haven't seen what Grindelwald looks like."

Louis said calmly that he automatically ignored Anne and the others' persuasion and went alone or let his close relatives go. Louis chose the former without hesitation.

"Okay, let's go then. Don't worry, I will get you back safely!"

Gently holding Louis' sleeve, the power of the Apparition Spell took Louis and Abernathy and teleported out of Beauxbatons Academy.

He cast the Disapparation Spell three times in a row, and then he took Louis to Nurmengard, a deserted valley somewhere in Austria.

Thousands of wizards, including their relatives, live here. The older wizards are nearly a hundred years old, and the younger ones are a group of third-generation wizards who have just experienced the awakening of magic power.

They appeared in front of a dark-black quaint tower in the center of Nurmengard. They bowed in the direction of the tower like a pilgrim, and Abernathy said:

"Follow me in a moment, don't speak casually... Don't worry, you will be able to go back soon."

Before they even stepped into the tower, several wizards came up to them. They were the leaders of the major factions in Grindelwald's army.

"Where's Audro? Where did he go? And why did you bring your precious grandson here?"

The leader of the Young Faction, the strongest among the second-generation Grindelwald army, the epic wizard Paryan asked.

"He's dead. He was killed by me using the Death Curse." Abernethy shrugged, as if killing a companion was no big deal to him.

"You! Forget it, a fool like that will die if he dies. Did you bring that thing?"

Paryan also didn't care much about this. In the face of major events, it was just a matter of sacrificing a few people. It was not worth it to make him and Abernathy fall out.

There are six epic wizards in the entire Nurmengarde, and Abernethy is one of them. He is one of the few wizards who has not grown his own power.

"I brought him here. I'm afraid you won't believe it, so I brought him here too. Can you please show me some respect and let him go back safely?"

Different expressions appeared on the faces of the five epic wizards. They did not expect that Abernethy would be so willing to bring his only grandson here.

"As long as that thing is true, he is our benefactor and the benefactor of the entire camp!"

The old wizard standing next to Paryan said that he had a good relationship with Abernathy and had a good impression of Louis.

Abernathy nodded to the old wizard, and after obtaining the consent of the other four wizards, he took Louis into the tower, with five epic wizards following behind them.

After walking up a flight of stairs that winded upward, the group finally stopped outside the small room at the top of the tower.

Dumbledore personally imprisoned Grindelwald here 44 years ago. For more than 40 years, Grindelwald never left the room again.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come in!"

A passionate and contagious voice came from the room.

There was a wool carpet from Spain spread behind the door, and the soft moonlight shined through the blinds on Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald, who was born in [-] and is now [-] years old, is sitting behind the desk, holding a woolen pen and recording something on the paper.

After a brief glance, Louis felt that this place was less like a prison cell and more like a supreme suite in a high-end hotel somewhere, full of exquisite luxury.

"What's the matter?" Grindelwald raised his head from the parchment. He was still studying a lost ancient spell.