Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

"I visited Miss Granger's house today and got some information from her."

"Hmm?" Dumbledore wiggled his fingers and quietly opened the sugar box containing the pile of cockroaches.

Professor McGonagall pretended not to see his movement and continued, "Miss Granger once met Mr. Waldorley and was given a prophecy by him."

"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyes showed an interesting look. Prophecy, how nostalgic.

"By the way, Miss Granger also told me that this Mr. Waldorley not only has the ability to make prophecies, but also has short platinum blonde hair."

It's worth mentioning that he also has heterochromia (different colored eyes).

Chapter 6 The Appearance of an Old Friend

After the first "Dark Lord" Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Dumbledore also imprisoned himself in Hogwarts.

Perhaps Dumbledore himself knew that he had lost the last person in the world who could stop him when he went astray.

His solution was to imprison himself in Hogwarts.

His reputation is so high and his abilities so great that if he really wanted to do something, he would definitely get a lot of support.

This can be seen in his later formation of the Order of the Phoenix.

For the rest of his life, this "White Demon King" endured the excruciating pain of being devoured by countless ants.

The old man's attitude towards death was expressed in a phrase he often repeated: "Death is nothing more than a great adventure."

Or, for Dumbledore, death was a permanent release.

Perhaps the only thing this old man is worried about now is his "good student" Tom, whose whereabouts are unknown.

Originally, Dumbledore faced death calmly after nurturing his "savior" and setting a trap for his good student Tom.

There is truly nothing in this world that can move this old man.

Until he heard Professor McGonagall mention the "three elements".

Prophecy, platinum blonde hair, heterochromatic eyes.

Isaac could be a young wizard with a gift for prophecy and platinum blonde hair;

He could also be a young wizard with heterochromia and the talent for prophecy;

He could also be a little wizard with both platinum blonde hair and heterochromia.

As a result, he possessed all three qualities.

These three elements may be unfamiliar to others, but for Dumbledore, they were like a bolt from the blue.

"Minerva...is this true?" The White Lord, who had been confined to the tower of Hogwarts for a long time, lost his composure.

The sugar box that was originally filled with cockroaches was overturned, and the "cockroaches" inside scattered and fled. Dumbledore ignored all of this and just kept staring at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall felt a pang of sympathy for this.

After so many years of getting to know each other, Dumbledore was her best friend. A true best friend.

Dumbledore knew about Professor McGonagall's two regrets, and Professor McGonagall also knew about Dumbledore's past with Grindelwald.

“Yes, Albus,” Professor McGonagall said gently. “I can see that Mr. Waldore made a very accurate prediction about Miss Granger.”

Perhaps he foresaw my existence in his prophecy.

In short, I think you should perhaps fulfill your duties as a professor?

Professor McGonagall blinked and handed the note in her hand to Dumbledore.

For Professor McGonagall, it didn't matter if Isaac's prophetic talent was fake.

She's so busy as a vice principal, what's wrong with the principal running errands when he has nothing better to do?

In the magical world, it's perfectly normal for a wizard over a hundred years old to run errands for a "young" wizard in his fifties!

This is called Hogwarts-style workplace bullying!!!

“Alright, Minerva.” Dumbledore lowered his head, touching the note with Isaac’s name and address on it repeatedly.

The crescent-shaped glasses on his nose completely obscured his eyes, and even Professor McGonagall couldn't see Dumbledore's expression due to the reflection.

Professor McGonagall knew Dumbledore needed some peace and quiet, so she waved her wand to tidy up the scattered pile of cockroaches for him, and then quietly left the headmaster's office.

Not long after, Dumbledore prepared to depart.

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12 Medway Street, Hampstead Gardens, London.

After a flash, Dumbledore Apparated to this place. This was Isaac's residence, and also one of Grindelwald's unknown properties.

When Dumbledore arrived at Isaac's door, he didn't rush to knock. Instead, he slowly and carefully examined the two-story house in front of him.

Upon seeing Isaac's house, Dumbledore was reminded of many things from the past.

For example, those two months of infatuation in Godric Valley.

For example, when he discussed magic with Grindelwald;

For example, they talked about the war between wizards and Muggles;

And then there are the greater interests...

Of course, they also dreamed of the future, that after they won the war between wizards and Muggles, they would find a two-story house in London and live in seclusion there.

Just like Nicolas Lemaître and his wife.

Now that objects that only existed in fond memories of the past have suddenly come to life, Dumbledore is somewhat bewildered.

Just as Dumbledore was lost in thought, the villa's gate slowly opened at the end of the garden and lawn.

The old butler, Anthony, slowly walked out from inside.

"Greetings, distinguished guest. Welcome! Young Master is already waiting for you at the manor."

At the bottom of the steps, the old butler spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Dumbledore to hear.

"Thank you, thank you for your welcome." Dumbledore smiled and nodded to the old butler, then took his glasses off his nose and carefully wiped them.

Then he walked toward the house.

When Dumbledore stepped into the house, his first impression of its warmth and brightness was that it was a warm and bright place.

In the living room, a record player played a melodious tune, while in the dining room, the chef hired by the old housekeeper was cooking a series of delicious dishes.

Several maids were shuttling between the dining room and the kitchen—the team, including the chef and maids, was temporarily hired by the old butler.

As for the money used to pay the bills for the chef and maid teams, it naturally came from the account left by Grindelwald.

This can be considered Grindelwald's first banquet for Dumbledore in many years.

The meal was plentiful: Viennese fried pork cutlet, stewed beef, and apple rolls;

Hungarian beef stew, chicken stew with red peppers, and Doboshi cake;

A platter of German roasted pork knuckle, sauerkraut, and sausages...

Looking at the familiar dishes on the table, Dumbledore's heart, which had been calm for decades, suddenly began to pound uncontrollably.

Hearing a soft footstep, Dumbledore turned around abruptly.

Isaac stood on the stairs and bowed slightly to Dumbledore, who was turning around below.

This old man deserves respect for everything he has done for the magical world.

"Professor Dumbledore, welcome."

Dumbledore stared blankly at Isaac, his eyes seemingly unfocused on him.

His gaze seemed to penetrate Isaac's body, looking towards the distant past.

Platinum blonde hair, obvious heterochromatic eyes, and the hospitality that came almost exactly when he arrived all convinced Dumbledore that the boy before him truly possessed the three essential elements of Grindelwald.

At this moment, Dumbledore was troubled by the feeling of "the closer to home, the more timid one becomes," and for a moment he did not know what to say to Isaac.

Isaac didn't mind Dumbledore's silence. He came down the stairs and stood in front of Dumbledore.

After waiting for Dumbledore to look for a while, she looked at the person next to Dumbledore with surprise.

He then gave Dumbledore a subtle smile.

"Professor Dumbledore, it seems I must act as a messenger. Someone asked me to deliver a message to you..."

Chapter 7 The Phantom of Nurmengard

Isaac cleared his throat and, mimicking Grindelwald's tone and manner, spoke to Dumbledore:

"Albus, you look so much older."

“Gellert…” Dumbledore’s eyes flickered, then he took out his wand.

"Isaac, I'm sorry, but I'd like to check the house first, okay?"

“Of course, please go ahead.” Isaac didn’t care; this place was the love nest that Grindelwald had prepared for him and Dumbledore.

Strictly speaking, the ownership of this place belongs to Grindelwald, and it is likely that Grindelwald also acknowledges Dumbledore as another owner of this place.