Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 339, Section 333: We Will Both Die in the Future

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, this castle shouldn't be under any spells like Hogwarts, right?"

"For example, causing electronic products to break down inexplicably."

Dudley stopped rummaging through his pocket and asked Dumbledore a question.

"No." Dumbledore shook his head: "No such complicated spells have been cast here."

That guy valued the tools used by Muggles more than the average wizard, and it was under his influence that I began to look at Muggle-born wizards differently.

Dumbledore once had a relatively happy family. Her parents were still alive, and she had a younger brother and sister. However, everything changed when her sister's spellcasting was witnessed by Muggles. Three Muggles did something extremely inappropriate to Ariana Dumbledore, causing her magic to go out of control. Her father, in an attempt to punish the Muggles and avenge Ariana, was unfortunately discovered and arrested by members of the Ministry of Magic who happened to be passing by. He was sent to Azkaban, where he died. Her mother was also accidentally killed during one of her sister's magical outbursts. It can be said that Dumbledore's family was destroyed by the Muggles.

Having gone through all this, Dumbledore's attitude towards Muggles was not exactly friendly before.

It was because of Grindelwald that he was willing to learn about Muggles again.

Having received Dumbledore's approval, Dudley then pulled out a rather bulky-looking fellow.

Then Dudley pulled out a few smaller, dark "sticks" from his pocket and handed them to Harry and the others.

"What is this?" Draco asked curiously.

It's a bit like a walking stick, but not as long. I held it to my ear and shook it; it seemed to be hollow inside.

"Is it here?"

Ron pointed to the button on the 'stick' and asked a question. Draco curiously leaned over and watched Ron press it.

At that moment, Ron and Draco saw the light.

The intense light caused the two people who were standing close to it to be temporarily blinded, and tears immediately streamed down their faces. They reflexively squatted down and began to rub their eyes repeatedly. It took them quite a while to regain their vision.

A powerful flashlight; its lighting effect is something you'll only know once you use it.

Although Dudley could achieve the same or even better effect by using "lighting" with his fingers, why use magic when tools can achieve the same goal?

"magic."

Ron, holding a powerful flashlight, shone it here and there, like a child who had discovered a new toy, having a great time.

He knew about flashlights; they were tools used by Muggles for illumination. His father, Arthur, had even gotten his hands on one, but its effect wasn't much better than a flickering light. Compared to the one he had now, it was like heaven and earth.

Even Neville couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "Harry, this thing is much better than a wand."

"Draco, take this!"

Ron shone his flashlight on Draco: "You're dead."

"childish."

Draco rolled his eyes at him, then decisively shone his flashlight back at Ron: "This is the real Shining Blade, yours is fake, Romney's Light."

The two of them took turns shining their lights at each other, which eventually escalated into a five-person "photoelectric" battle.

Watching the boys playfully bickering, Hermione sighed and sighed, "Boys are so childish."

Men are boys until they die, not to mention they are not even adults yet.

With five powerful flashlights (which Dumbledore didn't take), the playful banter along the way immediately dispelled most of the eerie atmosphere. Just like the method used to deal with the Boggarts, the best way to deal with fear is through joy. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were on a picnic. Although that's one way to put it.

Holding the powerful flashlight, Ron felt more confident than ever before. Even if a ghost really jumped out of the castle, Ron was confident he could blind it. Ghosts are not affected by physical factors, but they are affected by other factors, and the powerful flashlight was clearly one of them.

They quickly explored the outer perimeter of the castle, finding it empty and discovering nothing. Further in was the interior of the castle.

"Dali, you take them inside."

Dumbledore stopped in the castle hall, knowing that the man was just a step further up, and he could not go any further.

Harry exclaimed in surprise, "Professor, aren't you coming in with us?"

"I'll be waiting for you outside," Dumbledore said.

"Remember, apart from knowledge of magic, do not believe anything that man tells you."

"Never believe it."

No sooner had Dumbledore finished speaking than an old, magnetic voice rang out.

"It's been fifty years, five months, and ten days since we last met. Hearing you describe me like that still makes me quite sad." An elderly man with gray hair appeared behind them without any warning, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

What's most striking about this old man is his eyes; one eye is dark and the other is light, making him a rare heterochromatic eye.

The only person who could be here at this time and place is the legendary dark wizard Grindelwald.

The moment Grindelwald appeared, Dumbledore had already turned his back, unwilling to see him.

He didn't want to go any further because he didn't want to see the other person, but unexpectedly, the other person came down.

It seems they were discovered as soon as they entered the castle, which makes sense considering he had been there for over half a century.

Grindelwald wore a black robe, his favorite color, which was spotless and as clean as new, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to a prisoner. His hair was somewhat thinning, but it was neatly combed, clearly the result of some grooming.

Or perhaps Grindelwald spends his days combing his hair in the castle.

"You remember it so clearly."

Dumbledore said calmly, "I've almost forgotten how long it's been."

"I remember it every moment," Grindelwald replied.

I thought the two of them would be very excited, but they were surprisingly calm. They were so calm that neither of them showed any emotional fluctuation. It was like friends who see each other every day having a normal chat, even though the content of their conversation was not mundane.

After a brief silence, Dumbledore spoke first.

"Since you've already used that, you must have seen the future, right?"

Even though he didn't turn around, Dumbledore seemed to "see" the other person with his own eyes. He was referring to Grindelwald's eyes. Grindelwald didn't have heterochromia, or rather, he didn't have heterochromia at first.

He only appears whenever he demonstrates his prophetic abilities.

"..." Grindelwald paused for a moment, then said, "I foresaw that we would both die in the future."

(End of this chapter)