A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 755 I haven't killed anyone in a long time

Upon entering the room, Hermione had set up numerous protective spells around the perimeter.

Once a wizard appears, they can sense it immediately, preventing them from being too passive.

William calmly picked up his glass and asked, "Is it Grindelwald?"

"No, it's the Austrian Ministry of Magic... a lot of Aurors!"

Hermione stood by the window, glancing outside out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh ho." William finished his hot tea in one gulp and said softly, "Minister Soros isn't bad, he actually found this place too."

"Perfect, they can take Gregorovich away," Hermione said, somewhat pleased.

That way, she wouldn't have to send Gregorovich to the Ministry of Magic.

Their original plan:

Hermione sent Gregorovich to the Austrian Ministry of Magic; William waited there, hoping Grindelwald would appear.

Since the wizards from the Ministry of Magic have already arrived, there's no need to go to any more trouble.

Grigovich was still packing his things inside, as if he were moving house, wanting to take everything with him.

But Stark only gave him three minutes.

Seeing that there was still so much to tidy up, Grigovich quickly walked towards the living room.

"Garonne, hat, clothes, cane, my favorite bed, and my tobacco and pipe."

"I, an old man, occasionally need to drink a little whiskey, otherwise I'll have insomnia at night..."

Grigorovich kept rambling on, "It'll take at least another day to finish packing. Let's leave tomorrow..."

The old man walked into the living room, but then froze, because...

There wasn't a single person there.

The cup was still steaming, but the two young wizards had vanished.

It seems they've run away.

Grigorovich immediately panicked.

"William, Hermione, where have you been? Don't scare me!"

Don't leave me alone!

Waaaaah~

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Minister Soros entered the room, his pupils suddenly contracting.

An old man lay motionless on the ground, seemingly dead; his body was cold.

"Could it be that Grigorovich has already been killed by Grindelwald?!"

"Grigovich, you died a terrible death, a great loss to the world of wands!"

"I will have your house protected by the Ministry of Magic; as for the magical plants you've planted, I will..."

Soros wanted to mourn for three more minutes when the old man suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly, "William, is that you returning?"

Soros was startled and took a few steps back.

Has it come back to life?

Grigorovich was somewhat disappointed to see that it wasn't William, but he quickly cheered up.

"Minister Soros, I remember you... It's so good to see you!"

He walked quickly up to Soros, grabbed his hand, and wouldn't let go.

Soros frowned and tried to pull his hand away, but Grigorovich grabbed it and wouldn't let go.

It seemed they were afraid he would run away too.

"Have Stark and Granger already been here?" Soros noticed Gregorovich's words.

"Yes, they were a little earlier than you, but we don't know where they went again," Grigovich said hastily.

"Minister, what exactly happened?"

Even if he's stupid, he'd notice something was wrong.

Otherwise, why would so many people come to see him in one day?

Soros interrupted Grigorovich, saying, "Sir, I'll explain later, but Grindelwald has escaped, and you might be his target."

Grigorovich was stunned.

What the hell?

"It's not safe here. Grindelwald could come at any time. I'll take you to the Ministry of Magic."

Grigorovich nodded hastily.

As long as he can escape death, it doesn't matter to him where he goes now.

Moreover, the Austrian Ministry of Magic might be safer.

Soros turned to look at the Aurors and loudly gave the order.

"Barami, you've taken the compound decoction and are impersonating Mr. Grigovich."

Barami nodded, plucked a tuft of hair from Grigovich's beard, and walked into the house.

Soros continued, "The other Aurors are lying in ambush here."

Arrest Grindelwald immediately upon his appearance.

action!

action!"

Amid the chaos, Soros looked at Grigorovich again.

He now needs to bring Gregorwich back to the Ministry of Magic and carefully examine why Grindelwald is looking for him.

Soros's intuition told him:

Things aren't as simple as they seem!

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Suddenly, a torrential downpour began.

Wearing an old gray robe, he walked slowly through the dense forest and made his way to the cabin.

The heavy rain during the day was like a black curtain, making the old man's gray robe stand out. Raindrops evaporated completely a meter away from his head and body.

In the center of the island, two young wizards sat high in a large tree, watching from afar as the old man entered Grigovich's house.

William stared at it for a moment, then rubbed his fingers on the wand back and forth, making no further move.

Less than three minutes later, the old man came out again, and the entire house collapsed behind him, almost turning into dust.

Grindelwald was so thin he looked like a skeleton, his cheeks were sunken inwards and his eye sockets were sunken in.

The old man, who looked like he was about to die, was not surrounded by any deathly aura. Instead, his blue eyes shone with fanaticism, and his white hair swayed slightly, making him look like the Grim Reaper.

The six Aurors moved out together, forming a triangular formation, standing at a distance, each with a solemn expression.

He glanced at the Aurors, smiling contemptuously.

A young Auror, feeling slighted, angrily raised his wand first.

The curse tore through the sky, and a scarlet light struck the old man, accompanied by a howling wind.

With a casual wave of his hand, Grindelwald caused the light to instantly return, catching the young Auror off guard. He was sent flying backward and crashed into the ruins, his fate unknown.

The remaining Aurors all raised their wands and fired spells. The spells flew towards Grindelwald from all directions.

The old man slowly turned his palm over, seemingly just sketching, but with an explosion, several Aurors were knocked down at the same time.

William and Hermione appeared in phantom form.

The old man made no further move, but looked at William with a playful gaze.

He just smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "We meet again."

William remarked with emotion, "I never imagined you were Grindelwald."

Last night, when he and Hermione went to Nurmengard, they passed through the town of Braunau.

A murder had occurred there, and William went to inquire about it, chatting for a while with an old man with white hair.

William had never met the elderly Grindelwald and, not paying much attention at the time, thus overlooked him.

But little did anyone expect that Grindelwald, who had just left Newmont, would run into William.

The two passed each other by.

The old man, who had been imprisoned for more than half a century, straightened his hunched back, walked slowly over, and said:

"Is Gregorovich at the Austrian Ministry of Magic?"

William didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

The old man didn't answer the question. Seemingly feeling cold, he wrapped his gray robe tighter around himself, his fingers slightly curled, and said in a cold voice:

"I haven't killed anyone in a long time, get out of the way!"

William stood there, pursing his lips and remaining silent.

The two were less than ten meters apart when the torrential rain suddenly felt like a knife cutting through them.

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