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The Strongest Dark Lord

Follow Lucas Grindelwald, a reincarnated soul who walks a similar path to his adopted father, the infamous Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald. As a good Dark Lord in training, expect a MC with loose morals who has no problem with getting his hands dirty. This is a translation of the fanfic Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord Of History. The story will have differences from the mtl version since I will be changing things I don't like or that don't make sense. Subscribe to my Patreon /mysterion901 to read advanced chapters.

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Be Lucas' Backing, Slytherin!

Why did he say that the black shadows standing in the corner were a mass?

That's because there's not much room to hide in corners and the three of them huddled together awkwardly.

The one who spoke just now was of course Hermione who was the leader and mastermind of the three girls.

"Our Lucas is really amazing, he got so familiar with Luna without saying a word to his girlfriends."

Cho and Ginny stood behind Hermione giving Lucas a helpless look, they had no choice in the matter since she just dragged them here without asking for their opinion.

Seeing Hermione pouting, Lucas stepped forward and hugged her.

"Have you been waiting for long?"

"Hmph, some people go away for hours, and I'm afraid they never thought that their girlfriends were still waiting for them in worry."

"I had to talk something with Headmaster Dumbledore, sorry for keeping you waiting."

Lucas' gentle voice melted the anger in Hermione's heart.

She raised her head with concern in her eyes.

"Can't you just not participate? I went back and checked the historical data. Every time the triwizard tournament is held, some participant dies."

Lucas touched her fluffy head. Then he glanced at the other two girls.

No surprise there, they also had a look of worry.

"I'm the leader of the Saints, and I can easily pass such a small tournament like it was a child's game."

"And the contract of the Goblet of Fire is not so easy to dissolve. From ancient times to the present, it has never been heard that someone was selected by the Goblet of Fire and did not participate in the tournament. No one even bothered to try, because the risk of losing your magic is just too great."

Lucas looked very relaxed when he said this. He just didn't want the three girls to worry about him.

Hermione sighed and took a few steps back, out of Lucas' arms.

The three moved in unison and took off the necklace around their necks.

"Guardian Heart"

"The Banshee's Tears"

"Dream Crystal"

Hermione placed the three necklaces in Lucas' palm.

"You once said that these necklaces will keep us safe, and if you want us to feel at ease, carry them all with you."

Seeing the serious expressions of the three of them, Lucas did not try to refuse.

"Okay, thank you three ladies for the good luck. I will take your necklaces and bring back the Triwizard Cup."

After handing the necklaces to Lucas, each gave him a goodnight kiss before leaving.

Carefully putting away the three necklaces, Lucas turned and walked down to the dungeon.

Speaking of which, he gave Ginny the dream crystal not long ago. It was the first magic item created by Lucas with alchemy and he was very satisfied with the protection ability.

Going back to the entrance of the Slytherin common room, he suddenly recalled something that he had neglected.

How did Luna know which path he would take?

At the same time in the Ravenclaw common room, Luna nervously looked at the magical creature in front of her.

"Have you given it to him?"

"Give it up! Medusa, how did you know that he would pass by that corridor? Didn't you say you didn't know him?"

"Don't worry about those small problems, let's discuss the future plan, how to make it so Lucas Grindelwald will never forget you"

He didn't want to understand what was going on, he prefers to just attribute it to Luna doing Luna things, so Lucas simply opened the door of the common room and prepared to go back to rest.

When he passed the door, he suddenly found that the common room was full of people.

Seeing that everyone was not chatting and they just sat there quietly, Lucas said to them with a smile: "You guys stayed up so late, are you just trying to scare me?"

"Chief!"

With a clatter, the snakes all stood up.

Sixth year chief, Marci Flint, said: "You misunderstood, we were discussing some issues, people were just thinking."

"What are you discussing? Let me listen to it."

He sat on the sofa surrounded by everyone and several year chiefs stood in front of him.

Marci replied: "Since you were chosen by the Goblet of Fire, we have considered all possibilities."

"We first ruled out the possibility that someone from our House framed you, and we ruled out the possibility of you signing up yourself."

"After all, in your capacity, participating in the triwizard tournament will not benefit you."

"Then we considered other Houses, and finally found that it is impossible for students to make the Goblet of Fire select three Hogwarts champions at the same time."

Lucas looked at the few people in front of him with interest.

"So what was the answer you finally arrived at?"

Several people looked at each other, and finally Cecil Fawley, the seventh year chief, answered.

"Someone wants to harm you, even wants your life!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the common room immediately changed.

The snakes were full of anger. Of course, everyone couldn't accept that their Chief was being plotted against by others.

clap clap clap~!

Lucas smiled and applauded them.

"Not bad, the analysis is perfect."

Seeing that he was not nervous at all, they were very anxious.

Lucas waved his hand and said: "I know you are worried about me, but you also have to believe in my strength, it's just a Triwizard Tournament, so it won't be difficult for me."

"Master Lord Chief, you can't be so careless!"

Astoria suddenly ran up to Lucas, raised her head and reminded him loudly.

Seeing the worry in the little girl's eyes, Lucas raised his hand to mess her hair.

"Of course I won't be careless, don't worry about it!"

Astoria's cheeks flushed suddenly, she turned around and ran back to the group without saying a word.

Marci said at this time: "Astoria is right, you really can't be careless, the Triwizard Tournament is called the most dangerous game, it's not for nothing."

She looked at the chiefs from first to third year.

"We had a discussion just now, the first to third years will consult all the books related to the Triwizard Tournament starting from tomorrow."

"Summarize the most likely content of the tasks and give it to you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lucas stopped her: "Wait a minute, the first competition is related to courage."

"Understood!" Marci nodded, looking at Astoria along with the first and third year chiefs.

"Then from tomorrow onwards, you have to find out all the task content related to courage."

The three chiefs nodded with serious expressions.

Marci went on to say: "Students in years four to seven will use various methods to find the fastest and most convenient way to pass the tasks."

"Including spells, props, and related countermeasures. From this moment on, the entire Slytherin House will be your helpers."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lucas shaking his head gently...

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Lucas looked at everyone and said, "Please be my backing, Slytherins!"

Just one sentence, but it made the little snakes feel different.

They are not just helpers or people serving their Chief. All of them are behind Lucas Grindelwald.

"Yes, Chief!"

It wasn't just the students who answered.

The portraits in the common room, the bloody Baron and other resident ghosts. At this moment, they all bowed down to Lucas together.

"Chief." Cecil Fawley said suddenly: "Before you came back, Professor Snape asked me to convey that if you need potions, you can go to his private collection room to find them."

"Thank you, not only to Professor Snape, but also to all of you. I will trouble everyone in the following months."

When Lucas said these words, there was a smile on everyone's face.

Sometimes as a leader, it doesn't matter if you can do everything well by yourself. You also need to give your people some sense of participation, this is conducive to unity.

At the same time, it is also conducive to the exchange of feelings.

Waiting until everyone disbanded, Lucas also returned to his room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Medusa sneaking out of the void.

"Where did you go to play again?"

"Ah? No, I slept in the garden, and now I woke up, so I came out to play!"

The mischievous dragon uttered a series of lies without blinking.

Seeing that Lucas didn't quite believe her, she changed gears right away.

"Lucas, Medusa is hungry and wants a hare, a fat hare!"

She not only yelled. At the same time, her body became bigger, and her tail flicked around the room.

Seeing the room that has become a mess, Lucas couldn't care less about calling up her lie.

"Okay, okay, I just want to write a letter to Vinda, I will deliver the letter later, and I will come back after eating at the manor."

Hearing what Lucas said, Hestia next to him let out a cry of protest, that is supposed to be her job after all.

Seeing this, Medusa shrunk her body, flew in front of Hestia and started to play with her.

Writing clearly about the investigation of Voldemort's father's burial ground.

Watching the small dragon and owl wrestle together, Lucas shook his head helplessly.

"Aren't you hungry? Go back quickly!"

Whoosh~

Medusa came to Lucas.

Grabbing the envelope with her little claws, she disappeared into the air with a flash of silver light.

Bang bang bang~!

There was a knock on the door.

With a wave of his wand, Lucas tidied the room. Then the door opened and, as expected, it was Draco Malfoy.

"Come in!"

Calling a house elf to bring two cups of black tea.

Lucas looked serious, staring into the other person's eyes and said: "Draco, have you really thought it through? Once you get involved, there is no way out."

Thinking for a moment, Draco nodded solemnly: "I've made up my mind, whether it's for my family or my friends, I will not back down!"

Hearing his answer, there was a wicked smirk on the corner of Lucas's lips. 'All according to keikaku.'

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