Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 967 Grindelwald

Don't alarm others?

Kyle narrowed his eyes.

"This is Hogwarts, and the professors have the right to know who has entered the castle gates without permission, even if you are a friend of Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh?" Grindelwald didn't seem to expect Kyle to say that, and looked at him in surprise.

After all, Kael was not like this when he was in Nurmengard.

"It seems that this castle has given you a lot of courage, or after defeating that little guy named Tom, do you think you are invincible?"

"I've never thought about it that way." Kyle shrugged. "But let's be honest. Even though you're called Tom Riddle, you may not be able to beat him."

"Do you think so?" Grindelwald laughed, but did not deny the statement. "Perhaps you are right, but I have always believed that excessive pursuit of extreme power will often only create more flaws.

"So, if it were me, I would be able to deal with that...Voldemort faster than Albus."

Kyle did not deny his words either, because Dumbledore had to consider laws and morals when doing things, but Grindelwald did not.

So he must be more efficient than Dumbledore.

"Speaking of which, Professor Dumbledore." Kyle asked, "Isn't he with you?"

"No, I thought he was back at Hogwarts," Grindelwald said, his tone becoming a little irritated.

At this moment, the tip of Kyle's lowered wand suddenly lit up.

A blinding light flashed by, and Grindelwald subconsciously turned his head away, raising his hands to cover his eyes.

When he moved his hand, Kyle's arm moved as well.

"The curse is lifted!"

"Collapse!"

The two of them completed their spells at the same time, and Grindelwald was even faster.

Kyle's disarming spell had just left his wand when it turned into a red spark and dispersed in mid-air.

"The intention is too obvious." Grindelwald played with the wand in his hand.

Not Snape's, but a black wand that Kyle had seen Dumbledore holding.

"Are you sure you want to start a war with me here?" Grindelwald looked at a few students who had just come out of the auditorium not far away with interest. "Of course, I don't mind."

"How could that happen..." Kyle also saw those students. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened just now. My arm suddenly became unable to move. I got nervous and my wand went off."

"Accidental discharge..." Grindelwald raised an eyebrow. "It happened to be a Stunning Spell, and the target was me?"

"Maybe it was just a coincidence." Kyle said seriously, "It was so bright just now, how could I find your location so accurately?"

"Ha..." Grindelwald suddenly laughed, "If I accidentally fired at that moment, would you forgive me?"

"Sure, that makes us even," Kyle said without hesitation.

Grindelwald smiled even more.

But at this moment he suddenly discovered something and flicked his fingers lightly.

A small green creature screamed and flew out.

"Bowtruckle?" Grindelwald frowned. "What a disgusting magical creature."

"Maybe it ran over from the Forbidden Forest." Kyle caught the Bowtruckle and put it back into his robe pocket while taking a step forward.

"This place is very close to the forbidden forest. Usually there are always some little fellows like Bowtruckles and fairies who get lost in the castle. We are used to it."

"Really?" Grindelwald looked at Kyle, "I thought it was yours.

"I remember that guy named Scamander really liked raising these kinds of bugs."

"Yeah, Newt likes Bowtruckles, but you know, I prefer those beasts with fangs and claws, such as cats and panthers."

"Oh, and dragons." Kyle continued, "I have six dragons. Do you want to see them?"

"No, I'm not interested in magical creatures." Grindelwald said, without continuing the topic.

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

In the pocket of his robe, the Bowtruckle also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't you want to visit Hogwarts? How about I take you there? I know this place very well."

"That's great," Grindelwald said, then turned and walked away.

Kyle hurried to follow.

After the two left, a bowtruckle came hopping over and picked up a pale yellow bone needle on the ground.

This thing had been stepped on by Kyle just now, and it was too small, so Grindelwald did not see it.

On the other side, Grindelwald walked to the door of the auditorium with no intention of going in. He paused and then walked straight in.

"You seemed very nervous just now." He looked at Kyle with a half-smile, "Why, are you afraid that I will kill those students?"

"How could that be? That's not the case." Kyle shook his head. "Professor Dumbledore's friends would never do such a thing."

The name Dumbledore was particularly clear.

"You don't need to hint at me in such a low-level way."

Grindelwald sneered, "You attacked me just now, but I didn't fight back. This already shows my sincerity."

"I'm really just here to take a look this time, of course, provided no one comes to disturb me."

"Don't worry, our Hogwarts students and professors are always very welcoming to guests," Kyle assured.

The two of them continued walking upstairs.

Just like Grindelwald said just now, he seemed to be here for a visit and was curious about everything here.

Especially those huge stone statues.

During the war against Voldemort, the statues were largely damaged.

Now these are pieced together by the professors using the parts they could find, and the gaps left after the splicing are still clearly visible.

"What do you think of this place compared to Durmstrang?" Kyle couldn't stand the weird atmosphere and asked.

Grindelwald couldn't help but turn his head.

This guy...should we say he's brave?

He had never hidden the fact that he had been expelled, but no one had ever mentioned magic school or Durmstrang to him.

Even Dumbledore didn't mention it, so Kyle was the first person to ask him about his school.

Angry?

Not will.

If Grindelwald cared about this, he would have fought his way back to Durmstrang long ago... just like Voldemort insisted on breaking into Hogwarts.

But in fact, he never targeted Durmstrang once. Instead, it was Durmstrang that praised this student who had been expelled from them.

"That's it." Grindelwald glanced at the portrait on the wall. "In Durmstrang, within three days, this thing will become the best prop for students to experiment with dark magic."

In the portrait, an old wizard in cowboy clothes was unhappy and ran to the side of the frame angrily.

"You just mentioned the dark magic, right? Stop right there, you're violating school rules..."

Grindelwald waved his hand, and the noisy voice disappeared immediately.

"But if I were to say..." Grindelwald didn't care and continued walking forward, "I still prefer Durmstrang."

"why?"

"Because it's more like a school for training wizards than a... playground?" Grindelwald looked at several students running past them and curled his lips in disdain.

Kyle pursed his lips. When those junior students ran over just now, he broke out in a cold sweat, but in order not to irritate Grindelwald, he couldn't do anything, including informing Professor McGonagall.

Fortunately, he also had a trump card. Kyle glanced at his wrist...

If used well, he should be able to threaten Grindelwald to a certain extent.

It’s just that this trump card is a bit risky, and Kyle doesn’t want to use it if possible.

The two went to the second floor again.

Because there is an exam tomorrow, the library is already full of people.

Grindelwald paused at the entrance to the library.

"It's quite nice here. There are still so many people here at night." He said, "In Durmstrang, few people are willing to go to the library, but the spell practice ground is always in high demand."

Kyle felt a little guilty and didn't say anything.

You can't say that there are so many people reviewing in the library because of the exam tomorrow...

Can't say.

"Kyle, Professor?"

Hermione walked out of the library with a thick stack of books in her arms.

She didn't look at Kyle at first glance, but looked at Grindelwald beside her in a daze.

In fact, she was not the only one. Several witches around were also looking at Grindelwald. The administrator, Madam Pince, was about to poke the feather duster into the face of a little wizard next to her.

Kyle had to admit that even though Grindelwald was over a hundred years old, he was still very charming after he shaved off his messy hair and beard and put on a clean and tidy robe.

"Kyle... no, Professor, who is he?" Hermione was the first to react and couldn't help asking.

"Oh, he is... let's just say he is a friend of mine."

"Oh." Hermione nodded in realization.

I have heard that Kyle has many pen pals, and now it seems to be true. This old wizard looks quite old, and he must be a famous wizard in some aspect.

Hermione thought to herself, but didn't pay much attention to it.

She is now fully focused on tomorrow's exam. Even if Voldemort returns again, it cannot stop her from preparing for the exam.

Unfortunately, the library was about to close, so she could only go back to the common room to read.

"Goodbye, Professor."

With that, Hermione walked past the two of them.

"Goodbye." Kyle said, and then he thought of something and said hurriedly, "Remember to drink a cup of hot cocoa before reviewing."

"Hot cocoa?" Hermione paused and looked back at Kyle.

"why?"

"It's a little trick to improve memory. It's very useful," said Kyle.

"Thank you, Professor." Hermione's eyes lit up.

Although she had never heard of this little trick, thinking of Kyle's exaggerated achievements in the past, she chose to believe it without any hesitation.

Besides, it’s just a cup of hot cocoa, so it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work.

"Your friend?" Grindelwald asked curiously after Hermione left.

"I guess so." Kyle nodded. "The two people you saw just now, their dreamless sleeping potion was prepared for her."

Grindelwald briefly recalled it and then lost interest.

"I want to go to the principal's office."

"impossible."

"Ok?"

"I mean, you will definitely be discovered," Kyle said. "Those portraits are also in the principal's office. The students may not be able to recognize who you are, but those portraits will definitely be able to."

"So what? I don't care if they recognize me or not."

"Are you sure?" Kyle looked at him, "As we all know, Professor Dumbledore received the First Class Medal because he defeated Grindelwald.

"Now that Grindelwald has escaped unharmed, what do you think other people will think of Professor Dumbledore? Will they think he is a... liar?"

"I guarantee that they won't dare, and no one will dare!" Grindelwald said coldly, and the surging magic power spread out in all directions, and several cracks suddenly appeared on the guardrail closest to him.

"You can stop them from speaking, but you can't control their thoughts." A silver shield appeared in front of Kyle, flashing.

"The more you try to control them, the more people will resent Dumbledore... for not killing you."

"Shut up!" Grindelwald waved his hand violently.

The floor surged towards Kyle like a wave, then slammed heavily into the shield in front of him.

The floor and the shield exploded at the same time, making a loud noise.

At the same time, Kyle also waved his wand.

"Close your ears and listen!"

The roar spread and turned into a very light buzzing sound, which did not attract anyone's attention.

Kyle looked at Grindelwald, "You should know that I am not lying."

"I said, shut up!" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes. "Although I promised Albus that I would not do anything to the people of Hogwarts, he is not here at the moment."

Kyle pursed his lips tightly.

"Very good," said Grindelwald. "Now, take me to the headmaster's office."

"You... okay." Kyle didn't say anything this time, and took Grindelwald to the eighth floor.

It would be better to go to the principal's office, at least there are no students there.

The two came to the eighth floor.

Professor McGonagall did not change the password, and Kyle and Grindelwald passed the gargoyles at the door easily.

"I can go by myself," said Grindelwald.

"That won't do." Kyle shook his head. "There are so many good things in the principal's office. What if you take one or two? I won't be able to explain myself."

"Do you think I would steal something?" Grindelwald looked at Kyle and almost laughed out of anger.

"Yes." Kyle nodded without hesitation.

If Grindelwald wanted to go anywhere else, he didn't have to follow him, except to the headmaster's office.

Apart from anything else, at least the portrait of Dumbledore would most likely be lost, as well as the wool socks and gloves that Dumbledore had knitted himself, the Mirror of Erised in the corner, the Pensieve in the cabinet, and Dumbledore's memories.

There were so many things, he really didn't believe that Grindelwald would not be tempted.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Grindelwald was the first to lose his temper.

"I repeat, I won't take anything from it!"

"Really? I don't believe it!"

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