After leaving Hogwarts, Grindelwald did not go back to Nurmengard. Instead, he came to the house where Altair currently lived in the moonlight and allowed his men to nervously treat the injuries on his hands.

"Sir, why was your hand cut open?" Altair looked at Grindelwald's deep wound and his face began to turn pale.

For the witches who are loyal to Grindelwald, even if Grindelwald accidentally bumps into him, they will be worried, as if they feel the same.

Not to mention that the wound he was treating carefully at this time was so deep.

Grindelwald did not answer, but Altair could also guess that the wound was most likely opened by Grindelwald himself - who could hurt Grindelwald?

Altair moved very quickly, and after handling it carefully, he brought a small cup of potion to Grindelwald. Grindelwald just glanced at it, picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

The potion was brewed by a potion master raised by Nurmengard and guaranteed to be loyal to Grindelwald, so the potion could be safely drunk by Grindelwald.

The wound on the palm of his hand hurt when Grindelwald opened it with his wand, and now it is healing with an unbearable itching. However, Grindelwald didn't even move his brows, he just casually leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes slightly: " Has anyone broken into Hogwarts before?"

"Yes, one night in the first half of the year, werewolves and some vampires broke into Hogwarts. Many students were injured and the professor was also affected." Altair frowned, "I sent you a letter informing you about this. "

Grindelwald opened his eyes suddenly, and first took a deep look at Altair. After seeing clearly the loyalty that could not be concealed in the other person's eyes, he exhaled and realized that there might be someone under him with different intentions.

"Is there anything wrong with Till?" He rubbed his brows tiredly. There were only two days until the magic power weakening period of this month, and he had to return to Nurmengard before then.

Although Grindelwald was not told about this matter and it had no direct relationship with Altair, Altair still felt a little ashamed. He lowered his head deeply and spoke softly: "Miss Emery killed three people by herself." The first werewolf, who was scratched in several places by werewolves, has now recovered to health.”

"Not bad." Grindelwald let out a long breath, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "How come werewolves and vampires get together? I remember that their relationship has always been incompatible."

Altair had obviously also investigated, in order to prevent himself from being unable to answer questions when Grindelwald asked him again. Professor Dumbledore blurted out the result that he had not found out: "It was Voldemort's old department who was the one pulling the strings."

Vampires and werewolves are both humanoid magical creatures. However, werewolves have the same characteristics as wolves and humans, but vampires are humans and a type of living dead.

Vampires like to bite people's necks to suck blood. They will not assimilate the people they regard as food suppliers. When they can't find an interesting food supplier, they will settle for the next best thing and choose ordinary food to fill their stomachs. .

Werewolves think that vampires are pretentious, and vampires think that werewolves are hungry and unselective - it is worth mentioning that vampires think that werewolves' behavior of always assimilating "food" is tainting the group.

In short, there are rare times when the two can coexist harmoniously. When they meet, they either quarrel with each other or directly fight with their fangs and claws. If they can be asked to cooperate to invade Hogwarts, Grindelwald is a little curious about who the old subordinate is. .

The night was already deep, but something interesting happened to Grindelwald, which made him more energetic: "Tell me, who is that old man?"

"Old Nott of the Nott family, he originally found a way to escape the punishment of Azkaban, but he has been plotting secretly." Speaking of this person, Altair added, "It is rare to have a good relationship with magical creatures. people."

"Hmph." Grindelwald snorted very disdainfully, "What's the use of having a good relationship with werewolves and vampires?"

Grindelwald said that he has to be like Till, who can get along well with many magical animals, so that people will feel bright and amazed from the heart.

Thinking of Till, Grindelwald inevitably thought of Professor Dumbledore, whom he had just met a few hours ago. Grindelwald felt irritated in his heart. He frowned, waved his hand, and went upstairs to the master bedroom. Closed for rest.

Altaire didn't think anything of his husband's attitude. After packing up the things in the living room, he went to sleep in the second bedroom.

In fact, Altair usually lives in the second bedroom. The master bedroom has always been tidied up, but he consciously gave it up and left it to the gentleman he truly respected.

Grindelwald returned to Nurmengard the next day, preparing for the period of declining magic in the next few days.

Thiel didn't know that Grindelwald had briefly met Professor Dumbledore last night, but when he was called to the office by Professor Dumbledore after lunch, he was a little surprised that there seemed to be a vague sound in the corridor outside the principal's office. The smell of blood appears.

But she carefully observed every stone brick in the corridor, but found nothing unusual.

"What's the matter, Tyr?" Professor Dumbledore turned around and asked in a normal tone.

Till frowned, but did not tell the truth. He just said vaguely: "It's not a big problem, I just smell something strange. Did the professor smell it?"

"Maybe it was left by Argus. He was cleaning the corridors of the castle in the past few days. He accidentally broke his leg last evening." Professor Dumbledore did not lie. Mr. Filch really broke his leg. Moreover, he was very distrustful of the healing potion that Madam Pomfrey prescribed to him, and did not drink it at all after taking it.

Till didn't know that this was Professor Dumbledore fishing in troubled waters. She only thought that the slight smell of blood was really left by Mr. Filch.

However, Teal decided that before the night patrol tonight, he might go and see Mr. Filch - on the pretext of missing Mrs. Norris - Mr. Filch had injured his leg and didn't know how to take care of Mrs. Norris. Will times feel tough?

Walking into the principal's office, which he hadn't been to for a while, Till glanced around subconsciously, but the principal's office was still the same as in his memory. Only the dirty Sorting Hat was visible on the shelf behind the seat. Her time seemed to come to a head.

Till smiled inwardly and pulled up his sleeves as if unintentionally, exposing the bracelet with the Sorcerer's Stone to the air so that the Sorting Hat could see it.

Teal witnessed the Sorting Hat's first sorting with his own eyes, and the Sorting Hat must have remembered her, especially this bracelet with the atmosphere of the four founders, which I believe will also feel familiar to the Sorting Hat.

Sure enough, when Professor Dumbledore turned around to prepare tea for Teal, the torn and dirty Sorting Hat moved violently, but it quickly calmed down and retracted into the cabinet to serve as a decoration.

Professor Dumbledore turned.

Thiel took the glass of lemonade that looked like it had a lot of honey in it. When he took a sip, there was a slight chatter coming from the magic stone.

All complaints about the Sorting Hat:

"Oh, this thing looks even more shabby than it did a thousand years ago. Has it not been cleaned by all the principals?" Godric sighed.

Salazar was blunt: "When you took it out, it was worn out."

Then Rowena and Helga chuckled.

A chuckle filled with derision and approval.

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