Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

No one has an opinion.

It should be said that even if they have opinions, no one dares to say them here in front of Grindelwald.

No one knows why Grindelwald showed up at Hogwarts, and no one knows why Dumbledore allowed such a thing to happen.

Facts trump everything.

"Ah, dark magic~mysterious, powerful, weird and unfathomable." Grindelwald admired and began his narration.

"No one has ever wanted to step into it, trying to walk through the door and leave without disturbing the dust. Just like a quiet and elegant stroller in the night rain."

His tone was as calm as the first cotton rain falling in spring, quickly soothing the previously frightened crowd.

He strolled in front of the desk, looking around at the little wizards, and put his hand on Neville's shoulder, like an old professor.

Neville was startled.

"Someone among you has definitely studied black magic." He said suddenly.

The little wizards turned their heads in surprise and looked at the people next to them.

Many people also set their sights on Mu En.

"No, no, no, except him." Grindelwald chuckled and said, "Is there anyone willing to share it with me?"

His eyes quickly scanned the seniors in the back row.

No one raised their hands.

"Then let me tell you." Grindelwald nodded carelessly: "Do you know the three unforgivable curses?"

"Killing Curse, Cruciatus Curse, Imperius Curse." Harry quickly raised his hand and replied. Even Hermione had no intention of raising her hand in this class.

"Excellent. It seems that you have done a lot of research. I am curious whether you have actually tried it."

"Sorry, no, I still have a bit of awe and self-awareness," Harry said.

"Hi." Grindelwald smiled: "Every guy who thinks he is self-aware is always complacent about this, until he falls into the abyss, and then he suddenly realizes his ignorance."

Harry took a subtle breath.

He couldn't refute it.

After a moment, he nodded solemnly.

"Thank you for your warning, Professor."

Did he get carried away without realizing it? !

"Don't think too much, at least you know that these things are untouchable." Grindelwald smiled: "The rest of you don't have such a basic sense of awe. Right, those who use little goblins and vixen The guy who came to secretly experiment with the Unforgivable Curse."

Grindelwald looked at the children whose eyes remained unchanged and chuckled in his heart.

"The right to take other people's lives, that sense of power, is really intoxicating, right?"

As he spoke, he leaned on the desk: "Some of you must think that I am talking nonsense, but are the three unforgivable curses really so unattainable?

No, no, the reason why they are called Unforgivable Curses is because the threshold is extremely low, but the harm is much higher than other black magic.

Who can't pronounce 'Avada Kedavra'? A soul can be expelled from this world with just a single spell. "

As he spoke, Grindelwald took out a small cage from behind the desk.

Confined inside are small brown-skinned goblins. They are like rats in the wizarding world. Not many people have the slightest fondness for these human-like creatures.

"Let's take a look." Grindelwald raised a ferocious smile, then grabbed a goblin and picked up a wand that came from nowhere.

The goblin squeaked, trying to break free from his hand.

"Quiet!" Grindelwald roared suddenly, startling the little wizards.

However, the next moment, something incredible happened, and the goblin seemed to really quiet down.

Then Grindelwald placed it on the table.

"Okay, you can go die." He said lightly.

Then, the goblin looked around blankly.

"How do you want this beast to die?" Grindelwald looked at the little wizards with a smile.

"No, no, no." He suddenly shook his head again, then focused on the goblin and waved his wand.

Then, a transformation spell was suddenly performed, and the goblin was quickly enlarged, and then turned into a very handsome boy with black hair, dark eyes, and a somewhat pale face.

Behind him, Marcus suddenly looked horrified.

He knew this person.

Tom Riddle.

That was the person he saw in that notebook.

He was smiling gently at this time, with an unrivaled indifference on his face.

"Okay, break your own neck." Grindelwald nodded with satisfaction.

The next moment, in the eyes of these children, this gentle boy smiled like this, raised his hands and put them on his head, and then suddenly twisted them.

Click——

What sounded at the same time was the gentle tap of Moon's wand.

There was no screaming, no panic, everything that should have happened was quickly resolved by Mu En.

Grindelwald shook his head in boredom.

He wanted to be more chaotic. He wanted to hear these little guys panic and scream after being frightened. It would be better to scold them more.

Then, he told them what they didn't want to witness, the death of a handsome boy next door.

Transformed into an ugly, low-level goblin again.

Let these young boys feel anxious and burning inside because of the constant changes in death and moral standards, like hell.

This is what he wants to see.

Pity.

Moon Jones just wants to use this scene of "human beings being harmed by the Imperius Curse" to make these little guys think more about the relationship between black magic and life.

The young wizards kept exchanging shocked looks. The sudden eruption of fear and panic had been swept away by Mu En before, but seeing that scene echoing in his mind, new intolerance and panic quickly took root and sprouted like weeds.

"Well, isn't this scene much better than one of your teachers talking nonsense?" Grindelwald smiled: "You'd better not think in your mind - if it was you just now, How scary it would be.”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but if he says so.

An unknown coldness quickly swept through the entire classroom.

"So, what is the price?" Grindelwald asked instead: "I murdered such a person so lightly. Does anyone know what price I have to pay?"

"The price?" Marcus murmured.

"Of course there is a price. As a spell that can be cast so easily, no one would think that there would be no price." Grindelwald looked down as if he were looking at a fool.

"Any black magic has a price - without exception. As a simple spell that can achieve extremely evil purposes, the price it needs to pay is more secret and cruel.

You all know that I have achieved good results in this field, but I can tell you the fact that if I have another chance, I would rather choose more troublesome means to achieve my goals than to covet. Go straight with violence and choose black magic. "