Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Punch first, and ask questions again when you hit!
Grindelwald looked at Alvin with some admiration.
No matter what the other party did here, at least this means and bearing made his eyes shine.
It's been nearly an hour since Alvin came in, and it's still calm outside.
This shows that his method of breaking the enchantment is very superb.
Forget it. Teach this little guy some magic before sending him away.
Alvin found that even the first generation of Dark Lord was not exempt.
As soon as they met, he called himself a kid, and now they became a little guy after a meal.
Considering that Grindelwald would have to sacrifice his life for him in the future, Alvin decided to forgive him.
"Mr. Grindelwald, I am now in a great business, and my Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, is somewhat disapproving of my ideas,"
"To prevent the professor from influencing my plans, I hope Mr. Grindelwald can come out to help me and attract the attention of Professor Dumbledo..."
"Hahahahaha!"
Before Alvin finished speaking, Grindelwald just laughed out loud.
"Little guy, I don't know how you know about him and me, but I advise you not to do things under Dumbledore's eyelids. You are still a little tender!"
"As for me? I'm just a bad old man now. The days of Nurmengard are very suitable for me. Everything in the outside world is no longer attractive to me. You should put less effort into it!"
These words, he said half-truths.
To persuade Alvin not to make trouble. Grindelwald did not want a genius to be strangled because he had provoked someone he couldn't afford before he could bloom his brilliance.
But he described himself as a bad old man, so what is Voldemort, a street gangster?
"Haa~"
With a slight sigh, Alvin knew that today's conversation would not go well.
Sure enough, strength is the foundation of negotiation. Without a fight, Grindelwald would never put himself in his position.
Five fingers became claws, and a group of silver flames burned.
Under Grindelwald's astonished eyes, Alvin's figure disappeared instantly.
Boom!
Alvin, who appeared again, came to Grindelwald and punched him hard.
Unexpectedly, Alvin would start without saying a word.
A large hole knocked out Nurmengard's Castle wall, and Grindelwald's figure appeared in the air.
"Cough cough!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Grindelwald looked at the hole solemnly.
Alvin did not know when a shield appeared around him, blocking Fiendfyre from the outside.
The shield quickly deformed and shrunk into a spherical ball, wrapping the Fiendfyre in it, and it didn't take long for it to go out.
Alvin flew out of it unhurriedly, stood opposite Grindelwald, looked at the Shield Charm condensed into a ball, and praised. "As expected of you, the Shield Charm is so superb."
Suppose it is divided according to the magic spell proficiency established by himself. In that case, this is also the fifth level, without a doubt, which is the highest level.
Grindelwald was unmoved by his compliment. "You're not bad. Apparition in battle and Fiendfyre, only a few people in the magical community can do it."
"It's hard for me to imagine that after Dumbledore, there is another wizard of such amazing talent in the wizarding world. I am shocked by your talent."
Alvin frowned, the conversation sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
However, he did not deny Grindelwald's praise to the point where he is now. Excessive modesty is hypocrisy.
Looking at Grindelwald with nothing in his hand, Alvin threw something away.
Catching it subconsciously, Grindelwald found that it was actually a magic wand, and this magic wand fit him very well.
"Letting you fight with me with your bare hands is a bit of bullying. I make this wand, and the material is Elderberry Tree and Thestral tail hair."
Hearing this combination, Grindelwald's pupils shrank. This combination was too familiar to him.
The Elder Wand in the Deathly Hallows is the same material.
Feeling the increase far more powerful than ordinary wands, Grindelwald felt that the Elder Wand was back in his hands.
Although there are still some gaps in power, this wand does not have the rebellious feeling of the old wand at all, and it is more convenient.
He couldn't believe it. "You said you made this wand yourself?"
Alvin nodded. When he was in the underworld, he took some branches of the Elderberry Tree and combined them with the Thestral tail hair to make a brand new Elder Wand.
But he doesn't know which link is a little worse. Although the power of the wand Alvin made is good, it is still worse than the original version.
Grindelwald once again sighed. It's true that Alvin gave him too much shock today.
"I take back what I just said. Even Dumbledore is not as good as you. I, Grindelwald, would like to call you the strongest!"
Man, the taste is too strong.
Alvin finally knew where his familiarity just now came from.
With a head full of black lines, Alvin flew to the top of the tower of Nurmengard.
"Come up and fight!"
There was an undisguised excitement in words.
Grindelwald's heart also ignited long-lost blood, and he waved his wand freely, and a ladder was formed to the other side of the top of the tower.
As he stepped step by step, Grindelwald's image also changed from a sloppy centenarian to a handsome uncle with white hair in his forties.
By the time Grindelwald reached the end, he had completely become the first generation of Dark Lords who reigned supreme in Europe!
"Boy, I don't know your name yet."
Grindelwald asked curiously. Alvin also did a standard etiquette.
"Alvin Gaunt, Hogwarts Prospective Fifth Year, Ravenclaw Prefect."
That's right, Alvin has received a letter from Hogwarts, and he's been a Prefect since school started.
Grindelwald: …
The originally surging mood, the burning blood, suddenly retreated a lot.
He felt that the little wizard on the opposite side was not very good at speaking.
Dark Lord VS Hogwarts Prefect?
If so, Grindelwald would rather die than reveal what happened today!
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