Grindelwald reappeared, this time with an explosion action.
He went to Durmstrang with several Alliance and defeated all the professors and vice-headmasters in front of thousands of students.
He then announced that he had taken over the school and become the Headmaster of Durmstrang.
The students in this school are as much on as Hogwarts.
In particular, this school only accepts pure blood, and the students who study here are either rich.
After taking over the school, Grindelwald released a few owls and closed the school completely.
After hearing this news, the entire wizarding world was in an uproar.
With his presence, even if Dumbledore comes over, don't even think about defeating him without hurting others.
Dumbledore knew this, and so did the rest of the Ministry of Magic. The situation was so stalemating for a while, and no one dared to act rashly.
In Headmaster's office, Grindelwald leaned leisurely on the Headmaster's seat, with his feet on the desk, playing with the broken blood pact pendant.
The entire school is now under control, and with the deterrence of several Alliance, he no longer has to worry about it.
"Miss Evans, what do you think of having Harry Potter transfer to Durmstrang? I'll personally teach him to be a good wizard."
Facing the empty air, he suddenly said this.
Lily's figure slowly emerged, somewhat startled by Grindelwald's thoughts.
"Mr. Grindelwald, I think Harry is doing well at Hogwarts, where he has his own friends and his own life."
"Let's not disturb him, shall we?"
After working together for some time, Lily found that Grindelwald was relatively easy to talk to, so she refused very directly.
However, she admitted that she was really moved by the proposal initially.
Suppose Harry can come here by virtue of his relationship with Alvin. In that case, he is basically Durmstrang's prince, and Grindelwald can also teach him.
The more important thing is to stay away from the threat of Voldemort.
Compared with the current Dumbledore, she believes in Grindelwald more.
Because he's on Alvin's side.
However, she still wanted Harry to grow up normally.
Coming to Durmstrang would inevitably entail learning Dark Arts, something she didn't want to see.
Grindelwald was not surprised by her refusal.
There was a knock on the door. Lily glanced at it and disappeared.
"Come in."
A gray-haired old woman walked in. Although she was already old, the elegance engraved in her bones remained.
"All the teachers and students have gathered in the hall according to your request."
Grindelwald frowned and walked up to her. "Vinda, I said, you don't need to do these things."
The old woman called Vinda smiled, with wrinkles on her face. "I was by your side seventy years ago, and those people couldn't do it."
Who would have thought this old woman was Vinda Rosier, the French black rose who had been inseparable from Grindelwald decades ago?
Time is the fairest, no matter how beautiful you were initially. Still, in the end, it will end and eventually become a handful of loess.
Grindelwald has powerful magic power and superb transfiguration, which can keep him in a middle-aged state, which Vinda can't do.
With an inexplicable sigh in his heart, he didn't say much and walked out of the door while Vinda Rosier glanced at the room before following.
She seemed to have heard Grindelwald talking to someone just now.
In Durmstrang's hall, all the students stood in the middle in fear.
In the face of Grindelwald's raid, several professors were dealt with when they were unresponsive.
They're still tied up and hung on the high platform in front of them.
And they suddenly gathered together again, and no one knew what would happen in a while.
Their fate is out of their hands.
In the face of the Dark Lord who once swept across Europe, the worst of guesses can't be overstated.
"Da!"
"Da!"
"Da!"
A sound of footsteps came. Grindelwald came, he stepped onto the high platform, and Vinda Rosier followed closely to his right.
Dark blue pupils looked at all the students, Grindelwald made a move, and a stool appeared behind him.
Grindelwald was sitting on it, he sighed, and there was some nostalgia in his tone.
"Durmstrang, what a nostalgic place, the last time I came to Durmstrang was in the last century when I was expelled from this school."
As he was born in 1883, he was expelled in 1899, which happened to belong to the last century and is very rigorous.
"Did he come for revenge?"
This thought appeared in the minds of many people.
"That lampstand, when I was there, had no candles, and that portrait, which I hung when I was in fifth grade..."
Talking about the past, some people were attracted by him, and a scene of a teenager in school appeared in their minds.
The freshness of entering the school, the joy of learning magic, the dissatisfaction of finding that the professors can't teach him more...
But when he talked about it came to him that he began experimenting with Dark Arts, Grindelwald's face suddenly became indifferent!
"So, I was expelled because my experiment was too dangerous."
Grindelwald stood up slowly, and although he did not release his magic power, everyone was a little breathless.
Even the body told them that the man in front of him was angry.
"What a ridiculous reason! Where is this? It's Durmstrang!"
"The only school in the world that teaches Dark Arts openly, the most enlightened school ever."
"Why is this?"
Grindelwald paced back and forth, and the only sound in the hall was the sound of his boots touching the ground.
"I didn't understand it at first, but after a few years, I got it."
"Because of my talent, my ability scares them."
His words carried an unmistakable tone. "Fear is the road to darkness. Fear comes from the unknown, from jealousy."
"They were afraid, so I was kicked out."
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"When I left, I met a like-minded friend who grew up quickly together."
"It wasn't until then that I realized how shallow I was in school and how short-sighted this school was."
After speaking this long paragraph, Grindelwald sighed a sigh of relief.
"If you refuse to support the powerful, you will surely decline because it goes against human nature."
Grindelwald's face was filled with pity as if sighing for these ignorant people.
"The weak obey the strong. This is the truth!"
"Please follow the stronger people, improve yourself, and the world will become infinitely wider."
"When you stand on the top of the mountain and look back on the past, you will understand how correct the choice is today."
"Look, what is the decline of Durmstrang now? Has there been any great wizard in this century?"
Durmstrang's folk style is sturdy, and the students have a natural admiration mentality. They all lowered their heads and felt ashamed when they heard him ask such a question.
Indeed, Durmstrang has been less influential over the years, especially with Dumbledore in Hogwarts.
Grindelwald's words resonated with them.
"So here I am."
Slowly extending his palm with a skull on it, Vinda Rosier handed over a pipe at the right time.
Inserting the tube into the skull, he took a deep breath and slowly spat out white mist, forming one scene after another.
Many people were surprised to find their own figures on it, and they were fighting on the screen.
It doesn't look much bigger than it is now, but the magic level has increased by an unknown amount.
"Those who know me should know that I am a wizard who is good at prophecy."
Many people could not help but nod. As Durmstrang legend, many people still have a certain understanding of Grindelwald.
"Look at such a future. Only under my leadership can you become strong instead of being so weak as you are now."
The little wizards look longing. Can they really become like this?
One of the tall boys looked like he was struggling, but thinking of what happened last year, he finally made up his mind.
Under the astonished gazes of others, he strode towards Grindelwald.
"Great as you are, please allow me to follow in your footsteps. I want to see a higher landscape!"
James Fabien respectfully knelt at Grindelwald's feet and said these words sincerely.
He was Durmstrang's second-place Champion in last term's Triwizard Tournament.
The cruel game and unsightly performance made Fabien, who thought he was very good, realize he was weak.
And Krum's death also stimulated him greatly, and life was fragile.
Grindelwald's presence may have been a disaster for others, but for Fabien, it was an opportunity to change his destiny.
As a powerful Legilimency master, Grindelwald easily sensed his thoughts.
He accommodatingly helped Fabien, who was kneeling in front of him, up, and Grindelwald patted the dust on him familiarly.
"Fabien, isn't it?"
Fabien nodded, a little apprehensive. He didn't know whether Grindelwald would accept his offer. If he were not accepted, then he would never be able to raise his head in school.
"Don't be nervous, boy."
Grindelwald reassured him, "I welcome every wizard who has a common goal to join my army, and from now on, you will be an Alliance."
Under Fabien's surprised eyes, Grindelwald asked an Alliance to take him away.
Seeing that there were already many students in the audience, Grindelwald took out his wand.
With a stroke of his body, a circle of blue flames appeared on the high platform. The magic was that the ground was not burned, and the flames were floating in the air.
"For yourself, for the future, through the flames, make an unbreakable vow to join us!"
After speaking, Grindelwald closed his eyes and folded his hands on his chest.
Vinda Rosier looked dazed.
What a familiar scene. It was the same at the Cimetière du Père-Lachaise in Paris that year. They began to occupy the European continent from then on.
Is it necessary to treat a group of underage magicians so seriously?
Not at all, which is the genius of Grindelwald.
What a rare opportunity for the heirs and important members of so many pure-blood families to gather together.
As long as these little wizards join his team, the family behind them will also be affected and become the core force behind Grindelwald.
Call it a multiplier.
After a long time, a girl moved. Her ancestor was an Alliance. Still, she fell into the original battle, and her family was lonely.
Now that she has seen Grindelwald with her own eyes, she somewhat understands why her great-grandfather would follow him desperately and become an enemy of the whole world.
With her eyes closed, she thought that the flames would burn her body, but the conceivable pain did not come, and she passed through the flames unharmed.
With the first person to succeed, the other little wizards couldn't sit still.
Soon nearly a hundred wizards passed through the flames and stood behind Grindelwald.
But when a little wizard passed through the flames, he suddenly let out a miserable howl and was then slightly fly ash.
"If you don't agree with his ideals, don't try to pass the test."
Vinda Rosier reminded kindly and then stopped talking.
Her words were a wake-up call for the remaining little wizards not to try to get away with it.
Suddenly, the speed of passing through the flames slowed, and many people hesitated.
They asked themselves whether they really wanted to join Grindelwald's army.
In the end, a total of two-thirds of the wizards passed through the flames, and three little wizards were burned to death in the middle.
The professors among the trainees were also released, all of whom were persuaded by Grindelwald.
Most of the rest were first- and second-year students, completely ignorant of Grindelwald's ideas, only knowing that they could die by walking through the flames.
"All wizards above the third grade are sent away, and the remaining younger ones should be kept first."
For opponents, Grindelwald will never kill them all. He prefers to give them a chance to make a new choice.
Besides, killing so many wizards all at once would go against Grindelwald's original intention.
The reason why he stood up back then was to gain more living space for wizards, not to kill each other here.
As for those who were burned to death, he could only moment of silence a few seconds for them.
The road to greatness is always paved with white bones.
Vinda Rosier nodded and ordered people to do it.
And Grindelwald also stretched out his palm, and the flames flowed into his palm like water, as if it had never appeared before.
Only the ashes on the ground tell everyone that this is the power of Grindelwald.
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