My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Not long after leaving the scene, Grindelwald was spotted by the ghost in the portrait.

The ghost in the portrait immediately ran away. Grindelwald didn't really care about this matter; he still needed to meet with the professors at Hogwarts.

Based on the information you've gathered, those professors are very likely Dumbledore's most loyal subordinates and the current leaders of Hogwarts.

As for the Board of Trustees, Grindelwald completely ignored them; those wavering guys weren't trustworthy at all.

After this journey, Grindelwald became certain of one thing: his old friend hadn't been doing well all these years.

Since I've already escaped from prison, I might as well go with the flow and do him a favor.

However, the most urgent task is to find a way to restore Dumbledore's sanity.

Then, at that time, he joined forces with Dumbledore to fight against Fudge, who felt ridiculously strong.

Rejuvenated, Grindelwald's fighting spirit was rekindled. The thought of enemies of that caliber made his body tremble slightly—the excitement of encountering a formidable foe.

I don't have any great ambitions now, and the peaceful life in Nurmengard is destined to be unsustainable due to Dumbledore's madness.

Since that's the case, then I'll help Dumbledore first, help him truly take over the British wizarding world, and then go back to jail.

Grindelwald, it seems that Voldemort made some misjudgments about the situation here.

His presence at Hogwarts was also discovered by the acting headmistress, McGonagall, thanks to the ghost in the portrait.

Chapter 1247: Dumbledore's Return

"Why today of all days? And at such an inconvenient time."

Upon hearing this information, McGonagall said with a headache that she would choose to meet this uninvited guest in person.

Grabbing her wand and calling the professors, McGonagall cautiously approached Grindelwald's location.

Upon seeing Grindelwald, McGonagall didn't hesitate to ask about his purpose. Getting the answer was a bonus, and McGonagall decided to give it a try, but she underestimated Grindelwald's straightforwardness.

After a frank and direct exchange with everyone, Grindelwald received the reply that he should leave.

Clearly, the people at Hogwarts didn't quite believe Grindelwald's good intentions.

However, just as the atmosphere between the two sides was becoming increasingly awkward, a scorching wave of flames swept through Hogwarts.

Dumbledore is back.

Part of the roof of Hogwarts' top floor was smashed by the phoenix, and Dumbledore, in Voldemort's persona, wore an innocent expression.

"Why look at me with such fierce eyes? Don't worry, I'm a kind-hearted person and can't bear to see too much suffering, so I won't let you die alone."

"At this moment, I will grant you all liberation. Do you have the ability to stop me, now restored to my full glory?"

Dumbledore made no attempt to hide the confidence in his tone. In this urgent situation, the Hogwarts students were too lazy to get entangled with Grindelwald and were ready to find a way to keep Dumbledore with them.

Although that's what they thought in their hearts, the professors also knew that their chances of success were too low on their own.

Fortunately, the group that had fought against Dumbledore hadn't gone too far. Voldemort thought to himself, "Perfect timing," and quietly observed the scene unfolding before him from the shadows.

Voldemort had already made up his mind: he would wait until they were both severely injured before reaping the benefits.

Faced with Dumbledore's attack at this moment, Grindelwald remained calm, his right hand covered by azure patterns.

"It seems you've also had a different experience, my old friend."

Dumbledore said with slight surprise, while Grindelwald snorted coldly:

“My old friend is not you, a mere personality that has only recently been created… What follows is your death.”

Dumbledore shook his head and replied with a smile, "I am no different from Dumbledore. At least for now, I am Dumbledore, and soon I will become the only one, the real Dumbledore."

Old friend, your time has long passed. Wouldn't it be better to simply enjoy the last moments of your life in Nurmengard?

And my path to death… Leaving aside whether you truly possess the ability, Grindelwald, can you really bring yourself to do it? If you kill me, the remaining weak and powerless Dumbledore will also perish.”

Clearly, he is now fearless.

"Of course I've prepared a method to deal with you."

As he spoke, Grindelwald immediately put on a show, removing his right hand, which was covered in deep blue markings, right in front of everyone present.

"This is the Yamato Blade. With it, you can defeat any Voldemort virus."

Grindelwald recalled the words Helbo had said to him that day, and at that moment, his right hand, which was being held by his left hand, transformed into a samurai sword.

"This is my brand new Powder, now it's time to separate your soul!"

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he rushed forward, while Dumbledore frowned and became serious, sensing a threat from the katana.

"At such a slow speed, do you really think you can cut me?"

Dumbledore easily dodged Grindelwald's attacks, and his mocking voice rang out.

"As expected of someone who can train the eighteen bronze men of Hogwarts, this speed is indeed insufficient. However... is the Yamato Blade such an inconvenient object?"

As soon as Grindelwald finished speaking, pointing the blade at Dumbledore, the tip of the Yamato suddenly and rapidly extended forward, piercing Dumbledore through.

The moment he was pierced, Dumbledore's body split into two right in front of everyone.

Before the real Dumbledore could react, Voldemort Virus decisively took action, preparing to first find a way to eliminate the still-unconscious Dumbledore beside him.

However, he was still a step too slow; casting without a wand was not difficult for a wizard like Dumbledore.

His masterful Transfiguration skills allowed him to transform everything around him into weapons to fight the Voldemort virus. Although he didn't understand the current situation, Dumbledore was still able to identify who the main enemy was.

The people on the scene then worked together in perfect harmony to fight against the Voldemort virus. The Voldemort virus, which had been weakened after splitting, was no match for Dumbledore, who was no less powerful than himself, and the others who had joined forces with him.

The attitude that he would never let these guys get away with anything, even if it meant his own death, was written all over his face.

Xia Qing, who was secretly manipulating things, controlled the Voldemort virus and opened its arms. Just then, Harry, Hermione, and Ron arrived late, and Voldemort, who had been hiding in the shadows, also made his move.

If I don't intervene soon, I'll end up with two legendary wizards beating up my weak soul.

"My path will not end here. Come and meet another version of myself. Perhaps we can choose to join forces at this point."

Voldemort, now appearing, gestured an invitation to his virus-infected self, but the Voldemort virus revealed a subtle expression: "It's too late, my spatial banishment has already been successfully cast."

"what?"

Voldemort was slightly taken aback and couldn't understand it, but he suddenly found that the space around him was undergoing a strange change. The next moment, the environment around him changed drastically, and the surroundings became full of blue crystals.

"After the spatial banishment is used, all life within a certain area, including myself, will be banished to an extremely remote place, a place where, theoretically, there is no hope of ever returning to our original place."

As Voldemort's virus provided its answer, Grindelwald's Avada Kedavra had already made his move.

After dodging the attack with Teleportation, Voldemort Virus quickly said, "You go and clear out the other grunts first, I'll hold off Dumbledore and Grindelwald!"

Voldemort was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this, but seeing the enemies attacking him, he knew that now was not the time to hesitate.

He quickly glanced around, and it seemed that only the existence of his past self, who had been extremely close to him, remained.

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Harry who had already rushed to the heart of the arena, and Ron and Hermione.

Chapter 1248: Allen: Harry, this is our last act of filial piety!

"Harry, don't run! Charge towards Avada Kedavra!"

As Voldemort spoke, he immediately unleashed Avada Kedavra, a move he had never used to kill anyone since becoming a spirit. Upon hearing this, Harry instinctively looked in Voldemort's direction.

"All curses end!"

At this moment, Dumbledore noticed this and immediately helped Harry block the attack. Looking at Voldemort, whose face was full of murderous intent, Harry asked incredulously, "Why?"

"The answer is simple, Harry, you are my burden, you are my only obstacle, the savior? The one who bears the mandate of heaven?"

These labels doom you to one thing: you and your blood relatives are destined to die at my hands.

I have a lot of resentment towards you, Harry. Why are you making that face? Do you really think... you still have blood relatives living in this world?

Hahahaha, there's no need to hide it anymore, Harry. It was a lie, a complete and utter lie.

Voldemort immediately made a face, and Harry, upon hearing this, took a few steps back in disbelief. The image of Voldemort, the hero who yearned for light while living in darkness, was shattered in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's the expression! I've always wanted to see that expression on your face, my dear Harry!"

Voldemort smirked and continued to mock, saying that dealing with such immature little wizards was the easiest thing to do.

I just need to confuse him with words first, then slide tackle... wait, what am I thinking? I should just use Avada Kedavra to send him to his death.

Voldemort felt that he might be confused by the bunch of hand-to-hand combat wizards that Dumbledore had created, while Harry saw that Voldemort was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Having roughly guessed what had happened, Dumbledore could hardly contain his anger: "Voldemort, how long are you going to keep toying with Harry's heart?"

"Be careful in the fight, your opponent is me!"

At this point, his condition was dire; he had died multiple times in succession, only surviving thanks to the Phoenix's characteristics. Voldemort unleashed a dark spell that allowed Dumbledore to regain his focus.

"How many more times can this guy resurrect?"

At this moment, Grindelwald asked with a somewhat grim expression, "Voldemort in front of me is like an unkillable monster; he revives every time I kill him."

Fortunately, Dumbledore now possesses similar qualities, allowing him to use Dumbledore as a shield against deadly attacks; otherwise, he would have inevitably perished on the spot due to a mistake.

"What, First Generation, are you afraid? Submit to me and kneel before me now, and I might consider sparing your life afterward."

As Voldemort spoke, he was killed by Fiendish Creature once again, but he was reborn in the next instant.

"This method... is simply monstrous."

Grindelwald frowned and spoke his mind from the bottom of his heart. Upon hearing this comment, Voldemort shook his head and extended his index finger: "No, no, no, that's really impolite."

I'm not a monster, I'm a kami!

Now, it's Voldemort! It's the immortal Kami!

Although he looked quite dashing as a self-proclaimed god, he looked truly pathetic when he was killed again by Dumbledore's curse the next second.

"Was my other self knocked out of their mind...?"

On the other side, Voldemort, noticing the situation, sighed helplessly, while his Apparitions never stopped.

Harry felt a wave of despair wash over him; this bastard in front of him... he couldn't hit him at all.

"At my level, teleportation is as natural as walking. I'm so stupid, little Harry, I've been fooled all this time. Come on, try to vent your anger on me."

Of course, that's assuming you can hit me~

After all, for wizards like us, teleporting within short distances without casting spells is not difficult at all.