Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

There is no doubt that Nicolas Flamel and his wife settled in London.

But Grindelwald searched for three whole days and found no trace of the old immortal.

"So, why don't you get in touch with Albus? He has been exchanging letters with Nicolas Flamel."

At the top of the Eiffel Tower, Grindelwald frowned and asked.

In the past three days, he had gotten along well with the Chinese teenager who called himself Zhang Huowang, but he only knew that Zhang Huowang was very strong, but he could not control Zhang Huowang's temperament.

Sometimes he escapes, like a child.

Sometimes ruthless, under his command, all spies from the Magical Congress of America, regardless of age or sex, would die.

Sometimes with compassion, he would take sweet candies snatched from candy stores and go to some public schools to distribute them to poor children there.

And now, he was holding the telescope he snatched from a tourist, carefully watching the beautiful tourists in cool clothes under the iron tower, muttering some weird words like "tree-lined paths".

Weird, so weird.

Zhang Huowang smiled without looking back: "Well, that's a good suggestion, but I want to surprise Dumbledore, so it's better not to contact him first."

Grindelwald was stunned: "What surprise?"

Of course it is a huge surprise for Grindelwald to join the Kingdom of Stars.

Zhang Huowang changed the topic: "Nicholas Flamel can't hide, what do you think we should do?"

Grindelworth measured it for a while and said: "Nicholas Flamel is scared. He holds the secret of immortality and has been tracked by some dark wizards for so many years."

"However, making the magic stone requires a lot of materials. We should check the account books of some related stores in Paris and we should be able to find him."

Well, the mind is clear and the logic is clear, but the way of thinking still cannot get rid of human limitations.

Zhang Huowang put down the telescope and said with a smile: "Mr. Grindelwald, do you know Audrey Hepburn?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you were beaten to autism by Dumbledore in 1945."

Get used to it, just get used to it, he is still a child, don't be impulsive, Grindelwald.

Grindelwald took a deep breath and barely suppressed his restless heart.

Zhang Huowang said with a smile: "Audrey has a famous saying, I will not try to pick the moon, I want the moon to come by itself."

"You are the first Dark Lord..."

Grindelwald interrupted coldly: "I am the leader of the Wiccan Party, don't compare me with a bastard like Voldemort!"

Zhang Huowang still smiled: "Ah, yes, yes."

"Voldemort doesn't do what you want, you can scold him, but what about your own life?"

"Great leader of the Umbrella Party, why don't you ask your subordinates for help?"

The Wiccan Party has suffered heavy losses, and its scattered members are still waiting for Grindelwald's return, but Grindelwald is already old and does not want more people to die.

Grindelwald's eyes darkened: "Not everyone should be like me and stare into the eyes of death every day."

Zhang Huowang smiled and said: "The God of Death? Speaking of which, I have some small differences with him."

"Getting back to the subject, it's actually very simple for us to find Nicole Flamel. That's why I brought you to the Eiffel Tower."

Grindelwald had an unpleasant feeling in his heart. Could Zhang Huowang...

"We don't need to go to him, we just need him to come to us, that's it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Huowang smiled solemnly and unleashed his magic power.

"Boom."

The Eiffel Tower trembled for a while, its foundations rising inch by inch under the pull of magic power, and the top of the tower quickly sliding towards the ground.

This scene was so shocking that not only the tourists at the foot of the tower fled in terror, but even Grindelwald also looked at him sideways.

I know you're stronger than me, but there's no need to show off your muscles like this...

In the end, the tower, with a total height of 324 meters, lies in mid-air 15 meters above the ground.

Zhang Huowang took a deep breath and continued to activate his magic power.

The clouds roll back, the day turns to black, and the iconic storm face of the Lord of the Stars fully manifests over Paris, with a sound like thunder.

"Nicholas Flamel! Come out to me!"

"Otherwise, Paris will be in ruins within 5 minutes!"

"If you don't show up within 10 minutes, I will personally go to the Pyrenees Mountains and reduce Beauxbatons to rubble!"

The giant face roared.

After being called the Dark Lord, this was the first time that Zhang Huowang tried to threaten others like this.

Don't tell me, it feels really good.

However, 2 minutes passed, and although Paris and the French Ministry of Magic were in chaos, Nicolas Flamel did not appear.

The French Minister of Magic actually showed up.

This old man riding a broomstick has endured pressure that should not belong to his age.

"Lord of the Bright Stars! Please take Grindelwald back with you. Nicolas Flamel is not in Paris. He and his wife went on a neon vacation."

Went on vacation to Neon.

On vacation.

The.

The scene was embarrassing for a while.

Lord of the dazzling stars?

Grindelwald didn't have time to think too much. His face turned red, obviously thinking of something happy.

Zhang Huowang looked at the Minister of Magic expressionlessly: "What did you call me just now?"

The old minister was stunned and repeated: "The Lord of the Brilliant Stars."

Zhang Huowang sneered: "What else?"

In the sky, the giant face was also staring at the old man.

The old minister murmured for a long time, and finally bowed his head in resignation: "King of all wizards!"

King of all wizards?

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, with a smile still on his face, but his mind subconsciously turned to Zhang Huowang standing next to him.

Is he talking about this kid?

Zhang Huowang kept silent, his huge face roaring wildly.

"Since you know my name, go and capture Nicoléme!"