Chapter 348: The weak obey the strong. This is the truth!

"When I left, I met a like-minded friend who grew up quickly together."

"It wasn't until then that I realized how shallow I was in school and how short-sighted this school was."

After speaking this long paragraph, Grindelwald sighed a sigh of relief.

"If you refuse to support the powerful, you will surely decline because it goes against human nature."

Grindelwald's face was filled with pity as if sighing for these ignorant people.

"The weak obey the strong. This is the truth!"

"Please follow the stronger people, improve yourself, and the world will become infinitely wider."

"When you stand on the top of the mountain and look back on the past, you will understand how correct the choice is today."

"Look, what is the decline of Durmstrang now? Has there been any great wizard in this century?"

Durmstrang's folk style is sturdy, and the students have a natural admiration mentality. They all lowered their heads and felt ashamed when they heard him ask such a question.

Indeed, Durmstrang has been less influential over the years, especially with Dumbledore in Hogwarts.

Grindelwald's words resonated with them.

"So here I am."

Slowly extending his palm with a skull on it, Vinda Rosier handed over a pipe at the right time.

Inserting the tube into the skull, he took a deep breath and slowly spat out white mist, forming one scene after another.

Many people were surprised to find their own figures on it, and they were fighting on the screen.

It doesn't look much bigger than it is now, but the magic level has increased by an unknown amount.

"Those who know me should know that I am a wizard who is good at prophecy."

Many people could not help but nod. As Durmstrang legend, many people still have a certain understanding of Grindelwald.

"Look at such a future. Only under my leadership can you become strong instead of being so weak as you are now."

The little wizards look longing. Can they really become like this?

One of the tall boys looked like he was struggling, but thinking of what happened last year, he finally made up his mind.

Under the astonished gazes of others, he strode towards Grindelwald.

"Great as you are, please allow me to follow in your footsteps. I want to see a higher landscape!"

James Fabien respectfully knelt at Grindelwald's feet and said these words sincerely.

He was Durmstrang's second-place Champion in last term's Triwizard Tournament.

The cruel game and unsightly performance made Fabien, who thought he was very good, realize he was weak.

And Krum's death also stimulated him greatly, and life was fragile.

Grindelwald's presence may have been a disaster for others, but for Fabien, it was an opportunity to change his destiny.

As a powerful Legilimency master, Grindelwald easily sensed his thoughts.

He accommodatingly helped Fabien, who was kneeling in front of him, up, and Grindelwald patted the dust on him familiarly.

"Fabien, isn't it?"

Fabien nodded, a little apprehensive. He didn't know whether Grindelwald would accept his offer. If he were not accepted, then he would never be able to raise his head in school.

"Don't be nervous, boy."

Grindelwald reassured him, "I welcome every wizard who has a common goal to join my army, and from now on, you will be an Alliance."

Under Fabien's surprised eyes, Grindelwald asked an Alliance to take him away.

Seeing that there were already many students in the audience, Grindelwald took out his wand.

With a stroke of his body, a circle of blue flames appeared on the high platform. The magic was that the ground was not burned, and the flames were floating in the air.

"For yourself, for the future, through the flames, make an unbreakable vow to join us!"

After speaking, Grindelwald closed his eyes and folded his hands on his chest.

Vinda Rosier looked dazed.

What a familiar scene. It was the same at the Cimetière du Père-Lachaise in Paris that year. They began to occupy the European continent from then on.

Is it necessary to treat a group of underage magicians so seriously?

Not at all, which is the genius of Grindelwald.

What a rare opportunity for the heirs and important members of so many pure-blood families to gather together.

As long as these little wizards join his team, the family behind them will also be affected and become the core force behind Grindelwald.

Call it a multiplier.

After a long time, a girl moved. Her ancestor was an Alliance. Still, she fell into the original battle, and her family was lonely.

Now that she has seen Grindelwald with her own eyes, she somewhat understands why her great-grandfather would follow him desperately and become an enemy of the whole world.

With her eyes closed, she thought that the flames would burn her body, but the conceivable pain did not come, and she passed through the flames unharmed.

With the first person to succeed, the other little wizards couldn't sit still.

Soon nearly a hundred wizards passed through the flames and stood behind Grindelwald.

But when a little wizard passed through the flames, he suddenly let out a miserable howl and was then slightly fly ash.

"If you don't agree with his ideals, don't try to pass the test."

Vinda Rosier reminded kindly and then stopped talking.

Her words were a wake-up call for the remaining little wizards not to try to get away with it.

Suddenly, the speed of passing through the flames slowed, and many people hesitated.

They asked themselves whether they really wanted to join Grindelwald's army.

In the end, a total of two-thirds of the wizards passed through the flames, and three little wizards were burned to death in the middle.

The professors among the trainees were also released, all of whom were persuaded by Grindelwald.

Most of the rest were first- and second-year students, completely ignorant of Grindelwald's ideas, only knowing that they could die by walking through the flames.

"All wizards above the third grade are sent away, and the remaining younger ones should be kept first."

For opponents, Grindelwald will never kill them all. He prefers to give them a chance to make a new choice.

Besides, killing so many wizards all at once would go against Grindelwald's original intention.

The reason why he stood up back then was to gain more living space for wizards, not to kill each other here.

As for those who were burned to death, he could only moment of silence a few seconds for them.

The road to greatness is always paved with white bones.

Vinda Rosier nodded and ordered people to do it.

And Grindelwald also stretched out his palm, and the flames flowed into his palm like water, as if it had never appeared before.

Only the ashes on the ground tell everyone that this is the power of Grindelwald.