A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 888 Daughter of Death

All men must die.

During his years in Nurmengard, Grindelwald came to understand this principle very well.

In those harsh years, he stood alone in that prison cell, looking out the stone window at the misty Danube River, listening to the sound of the waves and the wind in the dark night.

Grindelwald waited for death to come, a full fifty years.

I thought I would spend the rest of my life there until the end.

Until that evening, he inadvertently made a prophecy and saw that future.

Grindelwald felt his soul return to his body, and he was no longer in a daze.

He immediately realized:

He is not dead yet only because there is still an unfinished business... for a greater good.

On the day he left Nurmengard, he told himself:

All men must die.

But... not today!

However, with all preparations complete, that day is drawing ever closer.

Grindelwald looked at the young man before him, knowing full well that this might be the last time they ever met.

I should tell William everything I know.

"A ghost, a ghost called Death, roams the ancient land." Grindelwald's voice echoed in the empty hall.

"He always looms over humanity, and only a worthy wizard can understand him and thus obtain the Deathly Hallows."

"But the holy artifact is merely the dream of the desperate. Death uses it to incite battles between powerful wizards and relentlessly reap souls."

Even so, so many wizards still flocked to it.

"William," Grindelwald said, his eyes piercing, "you must remember one thing, and you must also pass on my words to Dumbledore."

William sat up straight and calmly said, "Please speak."

Grindelwald's tone gradually became serious:

"In each of the three brothers' stories, there are three Deathly Hallows; this is a complete set of the Hallows."

You can possess a mix of the nine Deathly Hallows, but never try to collect the complete three-piece set from a single story.

William was immediately taken aback. Was there such a thing?

"I don't know the specific reason, I only know that the Deathly Hallows are Death's trap."

"If Dumbledore tries to collect them all, you must stop him," Grindelwald said seriously.

William nodded solemnly.

I have three pieces myself, although they are a loose set, the risk factor is still very high.

Sure enough, Death is a cunning old fox.

William suddenly remembered the old man... who had appeared on the battlefield in the guise of a priest, an imam, and a Buddha.

Once could be an accident, twice could be bad luck... but if it happens three times, there must be something wrong with him.

William recounted the story and then asked, "Could he be Death?"

Grindelwald pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly:

"In my opinion, Death cannot walk on earth."

He can observe wizards and communicate through dreams, but he cannot descend to earth; it's as if he exists in a different world from us.

"But... there are always exceptions, and death has existed for thousands of years after all," Grindelwald said slowly.

"Accident?"

"Yes," the old man said softly, "Death, though unable to descend upon our world, has left behind children at some point in time."

"Death has children?" William was genuinely shocked.

It's as if someone suddenly told William:

Jesus was married and had many children.

"In the long river of history, the only one who can be confirmed as the daughter of Death is Morgan le Fay..." Grindelwald said.

"Morgan le Fay?" William frowned slightly. "Isn't she King Arthur's mother and the daughter of the Duke of Cornwall?"

Last year, William researched the history of Merlin's era because of Vivian, the Lady of the Lake.

As a friend of Merlin and a witness to that era, William had inquired about news from Sir Alex Ferguson.

If Merlin was Dumbledore of his time, then Morgan was the Dark Lord of his era.

The two are mortal enemies.

the reason is simple:

With Merlin's help, King Uther became the Duke of Cornwall, slept with the duke's wife, and fathered King Arthur.

Therefore, King Arthur and Morgan were actually half-siblings, sharing the same mother but different fathers.

But Merlin, as the instigator, naturally had a grudge against Morgan.

"That's right, but you're overlooking one thing." Grindelwald shook his head:

Morgan's parents, the Duke and Duchess of Cornwall, were Muggle nobles.

Their family has never intermarried with wizards, nor are there any wizards in their family.

Morgan le Fay was not only a witch, but also possessed extraordinary magical talent.

"Since Merlin could transform King Uther into the Duke of Cornwall, Death can naturally also transform into the Duke of Cornwall."

"..."

Isn't this the behavior of Zeus?

And... that Duke of Cornwall, he's so green.

Neither my son nor my daughter is my own.

So here's another question:

What caused Morgan and Merlin to become enemies?

William initially thought Morgan was seeking revenge for her father.

But she herself is not their biological child, so this reason is clearly untenable.

Grindelwald looked at William and said softly:

"The Grim Reaper has many underhanded tricks up his sleeve to deal with the owner of the sacred artifact."

Therefore, don't flirt with girls casually. Learn from me and be very careful in this regard.

Especially beautiful women.

The prettier she is, the more likely she is to be the daughter of Death, specifically there to trick you.

"..."

Grindelwald, is this why you abstain from women and spend your days honing your strength?

Just to avoid being plotted against by Death?

As expected, both generations of Dark Lords are in the atmosphere this time!

Also, William finally came up with a clever way of implying that a woman is ugly:

You're definitely not Death's daughter!

After Grindelwald finished giving his instructions, William got up to leave.

But after taking a couple of steps, he remembered something and pulled a handful of letters from the safety box.

"That year in Paris, Hermione and I ran into David Rozier while we were tracking Arya Grindelwald."

She led us to you to deliver these letters.

Grindelwald paused for several seconds before hesitatingly asking, "Davi... how is she?"

"He has passed away."

The old man lowered his head and remained silent, not accepting the letter.

William placed the letter on the ground, then poked his temple with his wand, drawing out a silvery, mist-like substance.

Then, he turned and left.

The footsteps faded away, but Grindelwald didn't move.

As those memories began to slowly fade, the old man belatedly turned around and gathered them in his palm.

Without a Pensieve, he used magic to materialize the memory in the air.

This brutal method will cause the memory, once it is visualized, to completely dissipate.

In a small room,

David Rozier, with his white hair, lay on the bed, with William and Hermione, who were clearly only thirteen or fourteen years old, standing beside him.

"I saw the nameplate on the door, it's Vida Rozier Grindelwald?" young Hermione asked curiously.

"Excuse me, but are you married to Grindelwald?"

Rozier coughed, shook his head, and said somewhat listlessly:

"No, I changed my name on my own initiative. We weren't married, and Gellert didn't even love me."

William and Hermione both looked surprised.

"Don't be surprised," Rozier smiled. "Gellert never loved me, I'm not lying."

"He is the Dark Lord, a great leader, who never falls in love with just anyone."

Yes... I love him, but I never expected him to accept my love.

Falling in love with Grindelwald is like falling in love with the stars in the sky; who would expect the sunset to reciprocate my love...?

The old man opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face, but showed no sign of sorrow. Instead, he slowly stretched out a hand.

It seems that the woman who accompanied him for half his life never left.

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