Vinda saw the pair of father and son sitting opposite each other and wisely left the room.
The moment the door closed Gellert's voice sounded again: "Have you figured it out? How to gain power?"
"A shrewd mind, loyal men, and great strength?"
Hearing this answer Gellert gave a somewhat satisfied smile.
"Intelligence, strength and charisma are the keys to power in my opinion."
"Before doing anything, prepare some plans and ask yourself repeatedly whether there are mistakes in these plans, and at the same time keep yourself calm and rational."
"Actually, in my opinion, an intelligent appearance can also be regarded as a kind of personality charm, which can attract you many followers."
"Then there is power. There are some wizards in the magic world who believe in the idea that 'magic is power."
"Great power can conquer many people, they will be timid and afraid when facing you, and finally choose to surrender."
"Strength is also a kind of charisma. Many wizards who uphold this concept will follow you willingly after seeing your strength."
After finishing the above words, he raised his goblet and took a sip of red wine.
He waited until Lucas absorbed the words and continued: "The last thing I want to talk about is charm, the concept of charm is actually very general."
"Some people are obsessed with an elegant appearance, and some people are obsessed with beautiful ideas."
"Some people are obsessed with great power, and some are obsessed with smart minds."
"These are all a kind of charm. Some people can do one of them, and some people can't do any of them so they can only be reduced to ordinary people."
"My son, whether it is strength, intelligence or an elegant appearance."
"If you possess one of these things, you will gain followers of your own, but you are my son, you are a Grindelwald."
"I believe you can do better, even better than me!"
"Go ahead, let them be obsessed with your strength, obsessed with your grace, obsessed with your intelligence."
"But you have to remember, don't get caught up in it, don't be overwhelmed by vanity!"
"Whether it's strength or intelligence, these are just the means you need to achieve a greater good, including your followers."
The father and son were silent for a long time.
Until Lucas let out a long breath.
"Thank you for your instruction, Father!"
Lucas stood up and bowed in gratitude, then turned around and walked out the door.
Leaving Nurmengard Castle, Lucas stood outside the gate and turned to look at the tower.
He knew that Gellert was watching him from up there.
"Vinda, let's go back!" Lucas said softly.
Vinda took out a Portkey and in a blink of an eye, they returned to Wiltshire, England.
The travel methods of wizards are really convenient.
There are portkey for going abroad and there is a Floo network at home, not to mention apparition.
"Aunt Vinda, come with me to Malfoy's manor, we need to finalize the opening of the stores as soon as possible, so we can start making money."
Lucas is always very enthusiastic about making money.
Vinda nodded with a smile, and went to the vanity mirror to sort out her appearance.
"Oh, beautiful Ms. Vinda, you are still so beautiful, and your outfit today especially set off your noble temperament."
"Shut up!"
She glanced lightly at the vanity mirror in front of her.
Every wizarding family will have a mirror like this to monitor the appearance of the family.
If your image appears sloppy, this mirror will not treat you kindly!
Once they reached Malfoy manor which is actually very close by, the first thing Lucas saw were two kids riding broomsticks.
Seeing Harry who appeared at Malfoy's house, Lucas was slightly surprised.
"Lucas? You're back from Austria?"
After not seeing each other for more than a month, Draco was happy to see his friend.
"Just came back." Lucas turned his head to look at Vinda, motioning for her to go in and discuss with Mr. Malfoy first.
Once she left, Lucas turned to look at Harry beside him.
"When did Harry come?"
"Half a month ago, I wrote to him, but I didn't get any response. I was worried and asked my house elf to take a look."
Draco rushed to answer, and at the end his expression became very angry.
"You would never have imagined what kind of life Harry led, that family of Muggles was simply horrendous."
Although Draco is fighting for his friend, but he said it in Harry's presence which made Harry embarrassed.
Seeing this, Lucas changed the subject.
"Harry, how are you? Are you having fun here?"
"Very happy, I think this should be the happiest summer vacation I have ever had."
Harry looked at Lucas with gratitude and a hint of guilt in his eyes.
He probably thought of Quirrell.
"It's good you are happy, I still have some things to do, so we will talk later if you have time, I can ask Draco to take you to my house to play."
"Oh no, Harry is going to Ron Weasley's house soon."
Lucas looked at Harry, to make sure it was true.
Seeing Harry nod, he smiled and said: "It's okay, there are still many opportunities in the future."
When he saw Lucas was leaving, Harry became a little hesitant, wondering if he should call out to him or not.
It wasn't until he saw that Lucas was about to enter the gate of the manor that he made up his mind.
He anxiously said: "Lucas, please wait a moment."
Seeing Lucas turn and look at him Harry asked nervously: "I don't understand something, can you help me answer it?"
Eh? The savior encountered something that confused him?
Lucas Spiritual Mentor Grindelwald is online!
He took Harry and Draco to the round table in the garden and sat down.
Draco snapped his fingers and a house-elf appeared next to them.
"Oh, dear little master, Dobby is happy to serve you!"
'Dobby?' Lucas looked in the direction of the voice.
An elf in a dirty pillowcase stood awkwardly beside Draco.
Looking at its eyes that are wandering around.
That's right, it's Dobby, the only house elf who advocates freedom.
"Prepare a cup of black tea and two cups of fruit juice."
"Right away little master!"
Once the tea and juice were ready, Lucas looked at the embarrassed Harry and said softly: "It's okay, there is no one else here, tell me all the problems you have encountered."
The deep, elegant voice seems to have a strange magic, making Harry's heart gradually become calm.
"I just don't understand why I have to go back to my aunt's house."
"I asked Professor Dumbledore, but he didn't tell me, he just said that I have to go back to live there for a while every year."
Hearing Harry's troubles Lucas didn't answer right away.
He wondered how he should explain it.
After about two minutes he asked, "Harry, do you know why Voldemort can't touch you?"
"I know, because my mother cast a powerful guardian magic on me."
"That's right!" Lucas nodded affirmatively.
"I can tell you with certainty that the magic your mother cast is extremely powerful, as she used her life to protect you."
"But this kind of magic has a big drawback. If you want to continue the effect of this magic, you need to live with your blood relatives for a period of time every year."
"That's probably why you have to go back to your aunt."
Harry reluctantly accepted the explanation.
After personally witnessing the power of Voldemort.
He's still maturing a bit. At least when he learned that living at his aunt's house would protect him.
Harry felt less resentment towards his aunt's family, only a little!
But Draco at the side felt very puzzled at this time.
"Lucas, why have I never heard of such powerful magic?"
"Probably lost, I also only saw the introduction in an ancient book."
Seeing Draco's frown gradually tightened, Lucas held up the black tea to hide the smile on his lips.
"If what you said is true, then this..."
As a child of a pure-blood family, Draco was far more knowledgeable than Harry, so he sensed something was wrong immediately.
"Sacrificing one's life to cast a powerful protective spell on another sounds a lot like black magic."
"Impossible, my mother can't use black magic!"
Harry stood up abruptly, and even overturned the chair behind him because of too much force.
"Calm down Harry, Draco didn't say anything about your mother."
Lucas hurried to appease.
In the shallow knowledge of Harry, only dark wizards can use black magic.
And dark wizards are synonymous with bad guys, that's why he was so angry.
Waiting until Harry sat down again, Lucas continued: "Maybe my guess is not entirely correct, but I'm sure that the protection spell on you is a kind of blood magic."
"Harry, listen to Dumbledore and stay at your aunt's house until you come of age."
The work of the spiritual teacher ends here, since he didn't want to say too much.
Harry's angry expression just now shows that he is not very firm in his heart and was having doubts about the magic that was cast upon him.
That's enough for Lucas.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the new achievement: spiritual mentor; rewards: 50 achievement points, "Introduction to Basic Psychology"]
"Okay, if there are no other questions, I will excuse myself first!"
Lucas also needs to meet Lucius Malfoy.
In addition to discussing the opening time of the store, he's still going to give it a try and see if he can get Riddle's diary from the slippery man.
"Wait, I actually have another question."
Harry seems to have a lot of troubles.
Looking at his furrowed brows Lucas returned to his seat.
"What is it?"
"About Professor Snape, what you said back then was correct, it turns out that the professor has been protecting me."
"But now I don't know how to face him. Should I apologize?"
'Apologize? And get scolded?'
Lucas shook his head: "In the infirmary that day, I seemed to hear Headmaster Dumbledore talking to you about Professor Snape."
"That's right!" Harry nodded, "Professor Dumbledore said that Professor Snape hated my father because my father saved his life."
"It's just that I don't understand why Professor Snape still hates my father if he saved his life?"
In Harry Potter's mind, his father was an extremely good person and a hero.
And what Dumbledore had revealed, undoubtedly confirmed the conjecture in his heart.
You just have to ask, what kind of person would save his deadly enemy?
A man of noble character, of course!
Lucas could probably guess what was going on in Harry's mind just by looking at his expression.
Maybe Harry still had some complaints about Professor Snape in his heart.
So he sneered, looked at the butterflies flying in the garden and said, "Language is really an art!"
"Omit the details, and just say some unimportant things which can be mistaken for a different meaning."
Harry and Draco looked at each other and all they saw were the doubts in each other's eyes.
It's not hard to understand from Lucas' words.
There seems to be something in it that they don't know!
"Lucas, what do you mean by that?"