Chapter 527
"What the hell?!"
The young wizards from both schools heard it clearly and stared at Harry in astonishment.
What a big deal! !
The savior is actually Grindelwald's student?
Thousands of eyes widened and looked at Grindelwald, wanting to see if he would admit it.
"Yes, you can still recognize me." Grindelwald nodded with a smile, "As for the teacher... you are indeed one of the students I have taught most attentively."
Harry was also dumbfounded.
Mr. Guy is Grindelwald. He could never have dreamed of such an outrageous development.
He subconsciously looked at Wayne.
"Yes, Mr. Guy is him." Wayne nodded, "You are also a disciple of the Dark Lord. When you go out in the future, everyone will give you some face."
At this time, the saints looked at Harry with a very friendly look, and there was a hint of respect.
The student admitted by Grindelwald himself, isn't that the future hope of the saints?
Following everyone back to the hall in a daze, Harry also figured out a lot. The theory taught by Mr. Guy is indeed similar to that of Grindelwald.
And there is only one wizard in the world who doesn't like Dumbledore and can always find fault with him.
"Arianna."
Grindelwald smiled and waved back, and Vida Rozier presented a pot of fragrant flowers.
"This is a Margaret daisy unique to Denmark. It has been blessed by the flower fairy and the forest elves. It can always maintain the most beautiful posture. Placing it at the bedside can also improve your sleep quality."
Ariana likes flowers very much. She did not refuse the gift carefully prepared by Grindelwald. She whispered a thank you and ran away with the flower.
The spectators looked at this scene in doubt. How could the transfer student have a connection with the Dark Lord?
Among the people present, only Newt and Professor McGonagall knew Ariana's true identity and the grievances between them. They would definitely not reveal it to the outside world.
After the brief welcome ceremony, the puzzled little wizards returned to their respective lounges. The students of Durmstrang also went to their temporary dormitories under the leadership of Filch.
Wayne brought the professors and Grindelwald to the classroom next to the auditorium-this used to be Firenze's divination classroom, and now it has been restored to a tea room.
"You came too suddenly. I haven't decided on the specific rules of communication yet. Mr. Grindelwald, do you have any ideas?" Wayne asked casually after taking a sip of black tea.
Although it's not good to drink tea at night, he basically doesn't sleep much at night recently. He is studying the inheritance of the Dragon King, so it doesn't have much impact.
Grindelwald shook the whiskey in the glass and then drank it all. "Let the Great and Mag take care of the specific details."
"My purpose is very simple, to let these little guys understand... what a real wizard is."
Grindelwald snorted coldly, "In my time, senior students mastered far more spells than now. These kids are like playing house, playing games of pretending to be wizards every day."
"Times are different, and the requirements for students should also change." Professor McGonagall frowned and retorted.
"It is indeed different." Grindelwald smiled contemptuously, "This era is more dangerous now. Muggles don't know when they will be able to fully understand the existence of the magic world. What can they do now? Throw away the sticks in their hands and surrender directly?"
Newt interrupted hurriedly, "Mr. Grindelwald, we are discussing how to better teach students, so don't bring your theory."
He was really afraid that Grindelwald came to Hogwarts to preach. If nothing else, at least half of the Slytherins could be fooled into fanatical followers.
Then, several people looked at Wayne, who had been silent.
"Don't think too much. Pursuing to become stronger is never a bad thing. I agree with Mr. Grindelwald's idea. The quality of wizards is indeed getting worse and worse."
This is a typical example of happy education destroying the entire educational ecology. Ordinary knowledge is fine. No matter how poorly you learn, you are still human. It will only affect your future achievements.
But magic is an extraordinary power and a weapon to protect yourself.
No matter how much Dumbledore's happy education talks about, it still depends on the magic wand to decide the outcome. The final victory of a fight to the death actually means the failure of this educational model.
He has never been a qualified educator.
"I think it's better to reopen the duel club." Wayne thought about it and brought up Lockhart's only contribution to the school.
"Do it more frequently, and relax the rules appropriately. Don't be afraid of getting hurt. As long as no one dies, there will be no problem."
"Oh, by the way, let the students sign a disclaimer. Everything is voluntary."
After that, Wayne glanced at the professors brought by Grindelwald, "Do any of them teach black magic?"
Grindelwald didn't say anything, just looked at one of the old men.
The man stood up by himself and bowed his head slightly, "Mr. Lawrence, I am Sirak von Haar, the black magic professor of Durmstrang."
"Wayne, you want..." Professor McGonagall had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"It's better to open it than to block it. Some black magic is indeed more excellent in destructive power. Senior students can learn it appropriately." Wayne said.
"I can teach it too." Snape, who had been silent, spoke up.
"Hmm..." The boy thought for a moment, "Your words are not impossible, but I have to make it clear in advance that there is no second salary."
Snape's mouth twitched, "No need, it just so happens that I only have four grades now, which makes it a lot easier."
If he can't teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, he can still teach Dark Magic, which is better than Potions anyway.
"Okay, then start from the fifth grade, it's an elective courseProfessor Snape can have more exchanges with Professor Hal. "Wayne finally decided.
Professor McGonagall did not oppose Wayne's decision in the end.
In the previous invasion of dark creatures, she also saw the shortcomings of the students. When facing vampires and werewolves, they did not master the powerful magic that could decide the outcome with one blow.
Learning some black magic to make up for one's shortcomings is actually a good coping strategy.
But this degree must be mastered. She plans to have a good talk with Snape and jointly formulate the bottom line of the course.
Soon, the professors left, and only Wayne and Grindelwald were left in the room.
Without outsiders, Grindelwald did not pretend, and said viciously: "Where is Dumbledore, he won't show up when I come?"
"He is not a school person, why should he care about you." Wayne said weakly, "Besides, Old Dumbledore has a new understanding recently, and is practicing magic behind closed doors. You probably won't see him during this period. ”
Grindelwald felt a sense of crisis, "Is he going to make progress again?"
"No."
Grindelwald suddenly turned his head and looked at Wayne, and felt something discordant.
Before, Wayne's inadvertent sense of oppression could make him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, which can be said to be sharp. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
But now he is like an ordinary student, feeling nothing.
"You succeeded?"
Again?
Wayne sighed and repeated what he said to Dumbledore at that time.
At this moment, the difference between Grindelwald and Dumbledore was revealed. Dumbledore liked to study on his own, while Grindelwald was more simple and crude.
"Use your legendary ability to fight, and I will understand everything."
"It's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow. "
Wayne looked at the time. Qiu was probably waiting for him in the suitcase. He quickly dealt with him and got rid of Grindelwald's entanglement.
But he couldn't hide the next day.
Wayne was dragged away after breakfast in the morning. Seeing that he looked like he was asking for trouble, Wayne didn't indulge him. He directly used the domain to suppress Grindelwald so that he couldn't even cast magic normally.
The Fiendfyre, which he was best at using in the past, was usurped from control, and the two-headed giant bird chased him and burned him.
Within the coverage of the domain, Grindelwald realized what true despair was, as if the world was against him.
And Wayne finally saw Grindelwald's trump card.
Two identical people appeared in front of him, and they worked together to cast the End of All Curses to extinguish the fire he had summoned.
"It was Voldemort and Tom who gave me inspiration. "Since it has been exposed, Grindelwald did not hide it, "This is both my Horcrux and my clone. Its strength is almost the same as mine, but it has less magic power, and the flesh and blood used for resurrection are not as good after all."
"Aren't you afraid that he will betray Voldemort like Tom?"Will he betray you like the devil?" Wayne stopped his attack and asked curiously.
The Horcrux spoke, "I am just a Horcrux made before he left the tower. Our thoughts and ideas are exactly the same, and..."
He glanced at Grindelwald, "Do you think he is that kind of idiot? As long as I have the idea of betrayal, he can destroy me at any time and create a new clone."
"Smart." Wayne gave a thumbs up, "But even if there are two Grindelwalds, the ending will not change at all. "
The ground suddenly rose up, Wayne slowly put his palms together, and the ground turned over to surround the two of them in the middle. Under the domain, they could not Apparate to avoid it.
Half an hour later, the two Grindelwalds were beaten black and blue.
In the next few days, Grindelwald was like an M attribute explosion. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't get beaten up every day, but he gained a lot. Through his own practice, he had a clearer concept of the domain.
But Wayne was tired of playing. Although it was fun to bully noobs, he would not be interested in playing against AI every day.
That day Grindelwald came again and was rejected.
Wayne looked at him helplessly, "I want to go to the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic. Can't you learn from Old Dumbledore and study quietly by yourself?"
"Department of Mysteries?" Grindelwald frowned, "What are you going there for?"
"Study something. "Wayne summoned the Phoenix King and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and looked at Grindelwald.
"Does the Ministry of Magic in other countries have this department?"[]
Grindelwald thought for a while, "France, Germany, Italy, and Greece all have it, but it's not called this name. France is called the Ancient Magic Research Department, and Germany is called the Mysterious Guardian."
"But they are similar, all studying some strange magic."
Wayne was thoughtful.
"Take me to these countries someday."