The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Otherwise, just kill him, or be killed by him.

Gellert suddenly had this thought in his mind as he looked at the wizard opposite him. He had not been so excited for a long time. This hearty battle aroused the ferocity in his bones.

Voldemort's control over magic is very exquisite, and he is qualified to be his opponent.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Gellert's face.

"What are you laughing at?" Voldemort's hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"This battle is more interesting than I thought." Gellert waved his wand, and the blue flame turned into a giant bird under his command and swooped towards Voldemort.

Unlike Gellert who was in high spirits, Voldemort wanted to become more and more frightened the more he fought.

He always thought highly of himself, and believed that no wizard other than Dumbledore could compete with him. However, he never expected that Dumbledore's defeated opponent could be so powerful...

Seeing that almost all of his men were controlled, Voldemort's face turned livid.

"It's disadvantageous to be distracted during a duel." Gellert raised an eyebrow.

The giant bird's wings made of flames ignited the corner of Voldemort's robe. Voldemort cut off the cloth neatly before the fire got bigger, and the cloth that fell to the ground turned into ashes in an instant.

Voldemort then cast a killing curse, and just as Gellert dodged sideways, Voldemort's figure turned into a black smoke and rushed towards the witch party.

The men who were concentrating on appreciating Mr. Grindelwald's heroic appearance: ???

In a moment of carelessness, Voldemort snatched several hostages from them.

Just when they were about to redefine their battle formation, intending to let the other side see their strength, Voldemort did not want to fight and disappeared into the dark night with several Death Eaters.

Gellert: ...

Members of the UMNO Party: ...

The Death Eaters left behind: ...

Gellert never thought that Voldemort could be so flexible. He looked at the Death Eaters left behind and said, "It seems that you have been abandoned."

The Death Eater he was staring at shuddered violently and almost collapsed to the ground.

Mr. Grindelwald in front of them had a bad reputation and was known for his cruelty. Death was likely the fate that awaited them, so they couldn't help but be frightened in this situation.

Although he felt a little unhappy because of the lack of victory in the "duel", Gellert was not actually a murderer. He slowly passed his eyes across the faces of the Death Eaters and found that these people's faces were quite unfamiliar to him.

It was obvious that those famous British nobles had all been rescued by Voldemort, and the ones in front of him were just insignificant minions.

Gellert's men apparently realized this, and when they were about to apologize, they were interrupted by Gellert's wave of his hand.

"It doesn't matter. We were going to put them back anyway."

He didn't believe that those shrewd nobles would be willing to follow Voldemort to the end after seeing him.

"Mr. Grindelwald, what should we do with these people?" someone stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Lock him up first."

After Ciel has his holiday, we'll see what he wants to do.

"No," Gellert suddenly changed his mind, "There's no point in keeping these people. Just let them learn a lesson."

As far as he knew, all of Voldemort's men were branded with a mark representing slavery, and even if they were abandoned by the other party, they had no choice but to kneel at Voldemort's feet again.

Will they be willing to do so?

Even if they have a strong slave mentality, will Voldemort, who is suspicious by nature, continue to trust them?

Trust a group of wizards who escaped from your hands unscathed?

Do not make jokes!

What happened tonight will definitely become a thorn in the hearts of both parties.

These abandoned wizards might become tools for the other party to vent their anger...

The more ruthless Voldemort's methods were, the more likely it was that those nobles who depended on him would feel resentful.

The more Gellert thought about it, the more he thought it was a good idea.

Gellert refused Lucius's invitation to rest in the manor after drinking the Polyjuice Potion, who had been fighting alongside the Witch Party, and left in a hurry with a group of his men just as he had come.

Feeling that the magic circle of the manor was closed, Narcissa, who had been sitting in the manor feeling uneasy, clenched her wand in her hand and stared at the direction of the gate, until the familiar figure appeared in her sight. The tears she had been holding back finally fell.

"Oh, Luke," she walked over quickly, her beautiful red eyes carefully examining her husband, "Are you hurt? Have they... left?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Lucius gave his wife a strong hug.

"The great, I mean, the Dark Lord has left." Lucius let Narcissa pull his arm and press him down on the sofa. He sighed deeply, with a bitter smile on his face: "But this matter is not over yet."

"Although we have saved the manor today, the Dark Lord will never give up."

Having lost so much face today, the other party must have hated him to the core and wanted to skin him alive.

Lucius knew very well that he had no right to let Mr. Grindelwald guard the Malfoy family all the time, and he had to rely on himself to save his life completely.

Lucius closed his eyes and thought, his fingers tapping lightly on the snake staff in his hand, and it was a long while before he opened his eyes again.

"I'm going out tomorrow morning." According to his observation, the Dark Lord seemed to be injured tonight, and he had to be prepared before the other party reacted.

Since he had managed to survive the opponent's attack, he had to publicize it.

"After tomorrow," Lucius shook Narcissa's hand, "Malfoy Manor will be completely closed."

"Beautiful Miss Narcissus, would you like to spend some leisure time with me? No socializing, no dancing... just the two of us."

"Of course I would, but Draco..."

Lucius' eyes flashed, "That child won't let anything happen to Draco."

The boy who has a demon as his butler can certainly protect the people he cares about.

Although Draco's situation in school might not be very good after the manor is closed, Lucius believes that this little setback will not defeat Draco.