HP the red-haired savior

At 09:30 in the evening, Hisoka woke up from the bed.A powerful telekinetic can see things in the dark, so Hisoka didn't light up his wand, just walked out in the dark.

By the time he stepped onto the observatory, it was already 56:[-].

"You're finally here." Joshua had already arrived, and when he saw Hisoka, the boy who was originally sitting on the edge of the tower jumped down and walked towards Hisoka.

"What's the matter." Hisoka's voice was rarely normal.

"As you've probably guessed, I'm not—or rather, my name is not 'Joshua Hawke'," he said, "and I'm not half-blood, I'm a pure-blood, a pure-blood aristocrat .”

"Hmm~ If you are smart enough, you should also know that I am not interested in your name." Hisoka said, "So, what do you want to say?" Under the moonlight, Hisoka's golden eyes looked a little dark.

"Joshua Grindelwald, my name." As if sensing Hisoka's impatience, Joshua smiled slightly, "Yes, Grindelwald, that's the Grindelwald you think of."

"So, what do you want to tell me?" Hisoka still looked not very interested, but he felt a little clear in his heart.

I thought Joshua's face was a bit familiar before, but it turned out to be quite similar to the old German devil king.

"That lord is my great-grandfather." He said in a soft voice, "I am the heir of this generation, not only the Grindelwald family, but also... the saints."

"It's not hard to guess, judging from your Halloween costume last year," Hisoka said.

"Yes... Aren't you wondering why I came to Hogwarts in disguise?" Joshua asked, "To me, Durmstrang is obviously higher, isn't it?"

"I'm not a curious person." Hisoka said, "I think you can get the point across." Because, I already wanted to turn around and go back——

"Okay." Joshua shrugged, "I'm here to see you, to be precise, you and your brother. You know, you are Dumbledore's saviors, and maybe the heirs of the Order of the Phoenix—whatever Said that the identity of the savior is destined to allow you to have more convenience in Britain when Dumbledore is in power."

Hisoka did not remind Joshua that Dumbledore was not the Minister of Magic, because he knew that Joshua’s claim to power did not refer to that, just as Gellert Grindelwald was never the Minister of Magic in Germany .

"I want to get in touch with you to see if there is any possibility of cooperation—" Joshua paused at this point, "Of course your brother can't, the bloody savior who is as stupid as a green man...but you can."

"Although I am the heir of this generation, it is of no use. As long as the lord is there, the saints will completely obey him, even the Grindelwald family."

"That lord imprisoned himself in Nurmengard and silenced all the saints because of the agreement he made with Dumbledore decades ago. But I don't want to do that."

Joshua's voice gradually became louder, and his emotions became agitated, and he suddenly spoke a few words in English with a German accent.

"I want to do a career to restore the former glory of the saints, and that lord has become my obstacle."

"What does this have to do with me?" Hisoka heard it interestingly, and asked, "I will not be Dumbledore's heir." Because I have already been on Voltigo's side.

"That's not important anymore." The smile on Joshua's face was a bit weird, "Sisso... my dear Xiali, I'm not those wizards in England who are isolated from the Muggle world. The mercenaries in the melon world also know something about it."

This explains why he knew the name "Hisso".In the world of Muggle mercenaries, Hisoka the Magician is the most bloody, powerful and mysterious man.

"To be honest, I was really surprised when I learned that Hisoka was Xiali and Xiali was Hisoka." Joshua laughed playfully, "You can imagine how surprised I was at that moment."

"What do you want me to do for you?" Hisoka asked, gradually being interested in Joshua.

"I want you to help kill that lord." Joshua's voice was very calm.

"Don't you think that your request is too ridiculous?" Hisoka couldn't help laughing out - Leaving aside his identity as a "psychic" person, Joshua is basically treating a 13-year-old The little wizard said "Kill the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald".Anyway, it's a little too unrealistic.You know, how powerful Grindelwald was decades ago, and the "great reputation" left to the wizarding world is no less than that of Voldemort today.

"It's not now." Joshua didn't have a smile on his face, and it seemed that he was really serious when he said such words, "It didn't make you only use magic." He said. "You can wait until you are stronger, and cooperate with Muggle weapons, how about it?"

Hisoka covered his mouth, feeling like he was almost out of breath from laughing.

"No, as long as you are ready, I can do it anytime." Hisoka laughed and said intermittently, "Gellert Grindelwald... When you want your dear cousin to meet Merlin, Remember to tell me—but after talking so much, the reward hasn’t been counted yet~”

"You say." Instinctively, Joshua had no doubts about Hisoka's words, as if...the other party could really kill Gellert Grindelwald with ease.

"The one who is talking to you now is Hisoka, Hisoka, Hikaru." Hisoka said with a smile, "The quality of the Hakka products is guaranteed. Mr. Devore has a special status, and he charges 100 million Galleons for this business." He paused, his golden eyes seemed to be filled with starlight. "Remember to pay half of the deposit first~"

"One hundred million..." Joshua pursed his lips. This price is actually quite cheap for the life of the Dark Lord, the Grindelwald family and the entire saint.However, for the current Joshua, the 5000 million Galleons—even if it is only half, there are [-] million—is not a small amount that can be taken out immediately.

"I'll come to you when I'm ready," he said.

"Then I'll be quiet~waiting~good~sound~yo~~" After Hisoka finished speaking, a poker card flew out of his hand, and it just landed in the palm of Joshua's right hand impartially.

Joshua lowered his head, his eyes fell on the playing cards in his hand, and he saw a black and white clown.

vice king.

When he raised his head again, Hisoka was no longer in sight.

"Heh..." The young man who was left alone smiled softly, "Hisuo...Xiali..."