Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Soon, Grindelwald's second lesson also ended amidst the wonder and astonishment of the young wizards.

After class, he grabbed a random Gryffindor student.

Ask him to invite Neville Longbottom to the classroom.

In the quiet classroom, Mu En frowned: "What are you doing with Neville Longbottom?"

"Practice." Grindelwald grinned.

"Practice? This answer...isn't quite enough." Mu En shook his head: "Gellert, I'm not going against you.

But I am the one who invited you here, and I must ensure that you maintain a relatively safe relationship with the children. "

"..."

"Don't you know?" Grindelwald looked at Moon in surprise.

"Should I know?" Moon tilted her head: "Do you know your blood relationship with Neville? Or do you know the secret relationship between you and the Longbottom family?"

Grindelwald looked at Moon up and down, his eyes full of doubts.

"I have no relationship with the Longbottom family...well, maybe many, many years ago, maybe there was, but these have nothing to do with me."

Then, Grindelwald looked at Moon: "Don't you know that prophecy?"

"Harry Potter will end Voldemort's rule." Moon nodded.

"No, no, no." Grindelwald shook his head: "It's not Harry Potter. To be precise, he is a boy born at the end of July. He has the power to destroy Voldemort. The two are like fire and water. People can exist in the world.”

"So that's it." Moon nodded. His character was not very interested in these things, even though Dumbledore had warned him about it.

In fact, he has not spoken to Professor Shilby Trelawney so far, and he doesn't care whether she really has two brushes.

It's just that from the only two contacts, it can be determined that talking to this woman will be a bit tiring.

"So." Mu En motioned for him to continue.

"Harry Potter will not be the only child born at the end of July," Grindelwald said.

He was very satisfied with Mu En's ignorance. A bad old man in prison actually knew more than a free man like him, and it was such secret information.

"You mean, Neville Longbottom is also a child of prophecy?"

"Yes, yes." Grindelwald shook his head and nodded: "It's interesting, isn't it? The ignored little person is the one who everyone should pay attention to - the real hero.

I loved the script and I wanted to make it happen. "

"Didn't you predict what will happen in the future?" Moon smiled: "Dumbledore seems to have said something, prophecy of despair."

The smile on Grindelwald's face suddenly froze.

"I no longer make prophecies." Grindelwald said calmly: "Just do it, prophecies... have no effect."

He once said this when he met Mu En for the first time.

"Every wizard who is famous in history will quietly fall silent when he reaches old age...it is really sad." Grindelwald shook his head.

"I don't care about this." Mu En skipped this unanswered question: "What I care about is, how do you treat Neville, and what do you instill in him? Hatred? Or voodooism? Or use excessive violence? ?

I'm sorry, but if you want to do this, at least you have to get approval from his family. "

"No, no, no." Grindelwald shook his head: "Give him a chance and see if he can grasp it. I won't waste a lot of time and effort here, I just - try. Yes, Can't help but want to try it.

Everyone in the world thinks Harry Potter is that savior. Okay, then I will give everyone in the world a contradictory answer. "

"Aha." Mu En nodded knowingly.

"'Dumbledore and Jones can't save you.' The meaning of this sentence turns out to be - only I can save you." Moon laughed.

"Haha." Grindelwald sneered.

That's exactly what he meant.

But now that it has been revealed so directly, it still needs to be explained in a different way.

At this moment, Neville timidly walked into the classroom and looked at Grindelwald in fear. He already knew who the person who spoke in his mind this morning was.

He is very overwhelmed now.

"No one can save others. People can only save themselves. At most, others can only help." Grindelwald's eyes were on Neville.

"I have no patience for idiots, and I don't need to. Of course, he can choose to refuse, and that's another level where everything is fine."

He was not only talking to Moon, but also to Neville.

"come in."

Neville walked in timidly, his face flushed and his body trembling.

Mu En leaned on the back of the chair.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Neville Longbottom." Grindelwald changed his tone.

"Hello...Hello, Mr. Green." Neville bowed quickly.

"Don't be nervous, I am Grindelwald." Grindelwald waved his hand.

"In the morning, I heard you talking about the duel competition," Grindelwald said.

"Yes, sir."

"Winning first place." Grindelwald looked directly at him with sharp eyes: "Can you do it?"

"This..." Neville smiled awkwardly: "Sir, please stop teasing me...I...I just want to go up and have fun."

"No one does something without a purpose. There is no shame in speaking out your purpose boldly." Grindelwald said calmly: "Others can call you a waste, but you can't."

? ?

Didn't you scold me the most this morning?

Neville's little brain was a little down.

"I have seen your performance this morning." Grindelwald said, "Not bad!"

"I will wait for you here this Saturday." Grindelwald said calmly: "I will only teach you one thing."

"what?!"

"I will only teach you how to win."

Neville opened his mouth and swallowed.

"But sir...this...I don't understand...it was my grandma who contacted you...no, that's not right...you haven't been in jail all the time..."

"There is no reason." Grindelwald interrupted his stammering. He was very dissatisfied with this kind of incomprehensible performance.

"I just want you to do one thing."

The corner of Grindelwald's mouth raised a grin: "Go and kill Voldemort!"

Neville's body was shaking like chaff, and his round face was as swollen as a tomato.

"What kind of performance are you doing?" Grindelwald looked at him dissatisfied.

"Tell me an answer now. If Voldemort will come back. Do you want him to die? If you have such power, do you dare to pay for it and do your part!!"

"I..." Neville hesitated, suddenly feeling that aggressive momentum again.

"Yes or no, that's an answer." Grindelwald sat on a chair casually.