Chapter 359

Chapter 359 Crouch'S Horror, Dumbledore'S Worry

"Everyone, the school has prepared a dinner party, and my family has invited you to the dinner party, please be sure to come.

Vida Rozier appeared in front of them and invited everyone.

The officials who wanted to hurry back to the Ministry of Magic of various countries to report the situation heard Grindelwald's invitation.

One by one nodded in agreement.

Let's talk about it in advance on the magic net, and go back and report in more detail.

I have to say that after having the magic net, they feel that their work efficiency has improved a lot, and they are much easier to use than owls and Floo fans.

Owl was slow and worried about intercepting letters, and Floo powder had to get a head of ashes every time it was used.

Although the wizard is easy to clean, it affects the mood!

Dumbledore looked at Vida Rozier strangely, he knew the right hand of Grindelwald.

This woman is almost 100 years old, and she still looks young, which is really surprising.

But thinking of Grindelwald's Transfiguration, he quickly stopped caring.

Although I have never seen Grindelwald use it for others, who says he can't?

At the dinner party, officials from the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore and Grindelwald sat together in a very harmonious atmosphere.

As a charismatic Dark Lord, Grindelwald made these people have a good impression of him in just a few words.

In particular, some people from small countries were originally his supporters. Seeing that Grindelwald greeted their elders cordially, they were all excited.

During the banquet, Grindelwald took out a magic net register and said to the crowd:

"I came out of Nurmengard this time and found that this gadget is quite convenient, if you want, we can add a contact information.

Hearing him say this, many people also took out their log-in devices and became friends with Grindelwald.

All of them are elated, and if they have the contact information of the Dark Lord, speaking out can also attract a burst of shocking eyes.

Enough to talk about for the next few months.

Dumbledore tried to stop it, but gave up in the end.

After all, he had just reached an agreement with Grindelwald, so it would be a bit too broad to do so.

A meal was enjoyed by the guests and the host, but Dumbledore kept his brows furrowed, as if he had something on his mind.

When they were full, it was time for these people to return to their own countries. Before Crouch left, his magic net register suddenly rang.

He didn't care and took it out to take a look, thinking it was something in the ministry looking for him.

In what is now England, with Fudge's promotion, the magic web is used throughout the Ministry of Magic, and Crouch is often used to handle his work.

"Remember saying I won in front of Alvin. 99

Sender: Grindelwald

Looking back in horror, Crouch saw that Grindelwald was winking at him.

Just as he was about to say something, his other hand had already touched the door key.

Crouch sucked in before he had time to react.

News of the International Conference of Wizards' peace talks with Grindelwald spread the next day.

The newspapers praised the decision, and the Ministry of Magic must have taken control of public opinion.

It is always good not to fight, and many at the Ministry of Magic are excited to announce that they have brought a generation of peace.

As for Grindelwald as principal of Durmstrang?

That's even less of a problem, after all, there was a former Death Eater who could be the headmaster.

The Dark Lord seems to be more powerful, anyway, this school does not prohibit the study of black magic.

Even some pure-blooded nobles who never send their children out to study have thought.

With the presence of Grindelwald, will the quality of teaching in the school be better?

It is foreseeable that there will be many more freshmen from Durmstrang next year.

But Dumbledore didn't care about these disturbances, and he found Harry the next afternoon after he returned to school.

"Professor, are you looking for me?"

Harry stood at the desk and asked Dumbledore.

"It's nothing, it's just that we haven't sat and talked for a long time, so I just asked you to have afternoon tea together."

Swinging his wand, Dumbledore summoned a pot of black tea and a few plates of exquisite snacks, and greeted Harry with a smile.

Harry was a little strange, didn't he and Dumbledore just talk when school started?

And also never looked for him and afternoon tea, what happened today?

But he didn't think much about it, he sat down and ate a snack, drank a sip of tea, and chatted with Dumbledore about recent events.

Harry hasn't been doing very well recently. He eventually fell out with Umbridge and was fined a confinement.

Because of the strange pen on his arm, every time he wrote a word, many wounds appeared on his hand.

The arm covered by the long sleeves is already scarred.

But he didn't tell Dumbledore that Harry felt it was a shame that someone so big should come to complain to the Headmaster.

He has the ability to solve it himself.

Without saying a few words, Harry felt himself becoming very sleepy, and soon collapsed on the sofa and passed out.

Dumbledore also left his position and squatted beside Harry.

The slender fingers slowly rested on the scar on Harry's forehead, and the magic power slowly infiltrated into his body.

Soon, 290's expression on Dumbledore's face turned serious.

Grindelwald was right, Harry was indeed a Horcrux.

Just yesterday, he asked Grindelwald about the Horcrux secret.

Since all the Horcruxes in this world were destroyed by Alvin, Dumbledore only had a destroyed diary in his hand.

This made his understanding of Horcrux limited. Since Grindelwald agreed to help, he naturally wouldn't hide it.

Only magic can defeat magic, and only black magic can defeat black magic.

Grindelwald was quick to say a lot about Horcruxes he didn't know.

For example, it will greatly damage the soul, and it has a strong bonus to casting black magic.

Among them, he mentioned Harry's situation, saying that Harry is also likely to be a Horcrux.

This time, Old Dengke couldn't sit still, and as soon as he came back, he couldn't wait to call Harry over, ready to confirm Grindelwald's conjecture.

Sure enough, he clearly felt the faint breath of Voldemort hidden in Harry's body, and it was very evil.

At this moment, Dumbledore had an incomparable headache.

It's really hard for him to destroy the Horcrux without hurting Harry.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he had to find professional people to do professional things.

There's no one better than your old friend… ugh, old friends are more professional.