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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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Harry: Headmaster, Is It Possible That I Am Also A Horcrux?

Umbridge's question aside for now.

Seeing Harry hesitate to speak, Dumbledore smiled lightly and said, "I know you have a lot of doubts, if you want to ask anything now, just ask."

He had just finished speaking when he saw Harry's eyes light up.

This made him laugh even louder.

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment: "Professor, I have already learned the complete prophecy from the prophecy ball."

"I want to know, is it true what the prophecy says about only I or Voldemort being able to survive?"

"And what is the secret weapon? Why didn't I see it from the prophecy ball?"

Dumbledore answered irrelevantly and said, "Harry, you must remember to look at everything carefully."

"Actually, the secret weapon is hidden in the prophecy, you can think about it carefully."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he ate a candy with relish.

Harry frowned, the prophecy revealed the news of the secret weapon?

He closed his eyes and recalled the prophecy word for word, and soon a sentence appeared in his mind.

'The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not…'

Harry opened his eyes and saw Dumbledore staring at him with interest.

"How about it? Got an answer?"

Harry nodded, and asked tentatively, "Is the secret weapon me?"

A look of relief appeared on Dumbledore's face, but Harry wasn't happy about it.

"Professor, I still don't understand. I don't have any special power in me. Could it be that the prophecy is wrong?"

"Maybe the person mentioned in the prophecy is Lucas? We all know he has a lot of amazing magic."

"Harry!" Dumbledore stopped him from speaking further.

Looking at the bewildered Harry Potter, Dumbledore comforted him softly.

"Don't underestimate yourself, you do have a unique power, and that is the power of love."

"Love?" Harry was even more puzzled.

Although he has heard Dumbledore talk about the so-called power of love before. But what exactly is the power of 'love' and how to use it, he has no idea at all.

Facing Harry's confusion, instead of explaining, Dumbledore answered another question directly.

"As for whether only one of you both can survive, I'm not very clear about it, but judging from the current situation, you and Voldemort are already inseparable."

Harry nodded thoughtfully, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Dumbledore had got up and walked towards the door.

"The next thing we need to talk about will be in another place. I think it's more suitable outside the castle."

While Dumbledore and Harry were strolling outside the castle, Draco had already used the item given by Lucas to come to the secret garden.

"Some people really know how to enjoy themselves. The outside world is already in such a mess, but they are making a barbeque here by themselves."

Lucas didn't look back, but there was a joyful smile on his face.

"Oh~ it turned out that it was Mr Malfoy who came here, I am so sorry for the disappointment!"

"Hmph!" Draco snorted coldly, and soon a smile appeared on his face.

Hermione knew the two of them must have something to talk about. So she took the other girls to the jungle to observe unicorns.

The campfire made the sound of dry wood burning and Draco held the skewer in his hand, staring intently at the fire.

The two sat like this for ten minutes.

It wasn't until the skewers were finished that Draco said: "My father was imprisoned in Azkaban, you should already know."

"Don't worry, I've arranged for someone to take care of him, so he'll be fine." Lucas said as he flipped through the skewers.

"Thank you, the Dark Lord asked me to fix the Vanishing Cabinet, and the other thing is..."

Draco stopped, looking a little hesitant.

"He also ordered you to kill Dumbledore, didn't he?"

"How did you know?" Draco asked in surprise.

Lucas raised his head, Draco was taken aback by his golden eyes.

"Of course I saw it. You just need to follow his plan. I've already spoken to Dumbledore."

"Want to know Dumbledore's reaction when he learned he's about to be killed? And by you at that?"

Draco hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't bear it, so he asked curiously.

After listening to Lucas' narration, he couldn't help feeling: "Dumbledore is really a very good Headmaster."

"Indeed, he is also worthy of the name of the greatest wizard of this century."

Lucas threw the skewers in his hand into the dinner plate, and pulled Draco across the void to the Room of Requirement.

"Where are we?"

"The Room of Requirement, a place where you can hide things, the Vanishing Cabinet that you have to fix is here."

Draco looked around.

Apart from the accumulation of garbage in the corners deep in the room, the room was clean and didn't really look like a good place to hide things.

When he saw Lucas stepping towards the pile of garbage, he hurriedly followed his footsteps, and couldn't help but ask, "Lucas, are you sure it's here?"

"Of course, when have I lied to you?" Lucas said firmly.

The corners of Draco's eyes twitched, and he said to himself 'how often haven't you lied to me?'

But Lucas really didn't lie to him this time.

When he was looking for Ravenclaw's diadem, he deliberately kept the Vanishing Cabinet.

"It's here!"

Lucas lifted the black cloth covering the Cabinet.

Bang~!

A wooden door fell to the ground.

Lucas smiled awkwardly, picked up the wooden door and pushed it back.

"This is the Vanishing Cabinet."

Looking at the dilapidated cabinet in front of him, Draco frowned and said, "Can this cabinet really be repaired?"

"Of course!" Lucas nodded with certainty: "Don't look at its ugly appearance, the magic inside has not been destroyed."

"However, this cabinet was originally supposed to be a pair, but the connection between the two cabinets was broken."

"Just find another cabinet and link them back together!"

Lucas raised his wand and flicked it lightly. The original dilapidated cabinet has become brand new.

"This way, there will be no problem. When you come next time, you only need to say 'I need a place to hide things' in your mind as you pace three times in front of the wall to enter this room."

Draco nodded slightly, staring at the cabinet in front of him that was as tall as a person, and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing the worry in his eyes, Lucas stepped forward and patted Draco on the shoulder.

"Since I dragged you and Uncle Lucius into the water, I won't leave you alone."

"I promised your father that when Voldy is defeated, the Malfoy family will become the top family."

"But if something happens to both of you, how can I keep my promise? Leave everything to me, don't worry!"

Draco let out a slow breath, the smile reappearing on his face.

Perimeter of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry looked at the respected professor beside him in surprise.

"You mean that Voldemort separated his soul and hid it in different places?"

Seeing Dumbledore nod, Harry continued to ask: "If these soul fragments are not destroyed, Voldemort can't really be eliminated?"

Dumbledore nodded again.

Harry sat down on the broken tree trunk, and asked dejectedly, "How many of those so-called Horcruxes are there?"

"Seven pieces, Lucas wiped out four pieces before, and I learned the whereabouts of one more piece, would you like to come with me to get it back?"

"It's Lucas again." Harry muttered, "Of course I'd like to go with you."

"It's just that, where are the remaining two Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "It's up to you to find them yourself, Harry, you can't do things so impulsively in the future.

"When you encounter difficulties, you should discuss with others more. Ronald, Seamus, and Neville are all very good partners."

"And Severus, if you encounter difficulties, you can also ask him for help."

"You did a good job this time, and it was because of Severus' notice that Sirius and the others arrived at the Ministry of Magic in time."

"If you encounter a very difficult problem that no one else can solve, you might as well let it go first, and your friends will show up to help you solve it."

"And you are also about to become an adult, proper love can keep you in a happy mood."

"Your parents chose to get married right after graduation, you can't lose to them."

"And, and...Harry, are you happy to be back in the wizarding world?"

Harry watched Dumbledore's serious expression.

Although he wondered why he asked this question, he still nodded and said: "Happy, never been happier than now."

Hearing his answer, Dumbledore let out a sigh of relief, it looked like he had freed himself of a heavy burden.

"It's good to be happy, promise me, you must be happy in the future, there are still many places in the magic world that are worth exploring."

"I will." Harry nodded: "Professor, what happened to you today?"

"It's nothing, then we have an agreement, and we will set off to retrieve that Horcrux in 20 days."

Dumbledore stood up and walked towards the castle, but he only took two steps when Harry's questioning voice came from behind him again.

"Professor, do you think it is possible that I am also a Horcrux? Otherwise, why can I see Voldemort's thoughts, and why is it so unique?"

Dumbledore paused, and it took a few seconds before he replied: "Don't think about it, you are just a strong enemy marked by the Dark Lord himself."

Upon Hearing this answer Harry felt relieved.

The two walked towards the castle together.

As soon as they entered through the oak gate, they saw Umbridge greeting them triumphantly.

"Dumbledore! I have something to tell you!"

It could also be inferred from her address to Dumbledore that what she wanted to say couldn't be anything good.