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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.

Mysteryon · ภาพยนตร์
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The Fog That Fills The City Of Romance

"You, why are you here?"

Lucas thought Hermione's surprised expression was really cute.

"Didn't I say before that I'll be going to France to deal with some things during the holiday."

Looking at the little witch who suddenly realized, he knew that she must have forgotten.

"Uncle, Aunt, it's nice to see you again."

The Grangers responded with a smile.

As adults, they see things more clearly than their daughter.

The timing of the appearance of the blond boy in front of them was too coincidental.

However, the two never interfered with their daughter's affairs too much because she's always been mature so they trust her.

And in their hearts, they also think that Lucas is quite good for their daughter.

Looking at Lucas who is chatting enthusiastically with her parents.

Hermione, who was left behind alone, suddenly realized that they seem to have fallen into Lucas' trap.

If things continue to develop at the current pace, her parents will be taken down by him soon.

The little witch suddenly woke up and hurried forward to interrupt their conversation.

After a short rest at the place Lucas arranged for the Grangers to stay at, he led them to explore the beauty of Paris.

As a landmark, the Eiffel Tower is a must.

Other important scenic spots such as Notre Dame Cathedral and the Opera House must also be visited.

Especially Notre Dame.

Lucas really wanted to say to the Grangers, just watch as much as you can and don't forget to take pictures.

After all, in the future this historic cathedral might be set ablaze.

Paris is one of the 30th largest cities in the world. In this era, there is no doubt about it.

The streets of Paris, known as the "romantic capital", are full of young couples holding hands.

The banks of the Seine river have become a great place for couples to take a leisurely walk.

The Grangers excused themselves for being tired and entrusted their daughter to the care of Lucas.

At this time, the young little wizards are walking along the banks of the Seine.

"You arranged for my father to win the lottery, right? The company that doesn't want to disclose its name should be the Saints Group, right?" (That's the name of his muggle company)

"Actually, I should have noticed a long time ago. Which company sponsors a lottery without leaving a name? Isn't this a waste of money?"

The little witch analyzed the ins and outs and complained, but in her heart she was moved by what Lucas did.

Let me ask, which woman can refuse a man who pampers her like this?

Looking at the moved expression of the little witch, Lucas smiled and hugged her in his arms.

The sunset, the riverside, plus the romantic atmosphere.

"Stop, there are too many people here!"

Lucas raised his finger and pointed to the distance as white mist flew out from his fingertips.

Suddenly, Paris was shrouded in thick white fog.

"Lucas, how can you use magic on vacation."

"Oh my dear, now is not the time to care about these things, besides, this is Paris, and the British Ministry of Magic has nothing to do with it."

Lucas hugged the little witch tightly again, and asked with a smile, "Is it all right now?"

The sudden appearance of dense fog aroused the attention of the whole of Paris.

Some people think it is a manifestation of God.

Others thought it was a supernatural phenomenon.

But more people feel that this is a gift to the romantic city.

In the thick fog, many young couples embraced each other.

Underground in a park in the middle of a street in Paris.

The French Ministry of Magic is in disarray.

Wizards are no strangers to the mist outside, but the magic that enveloped the whole of Paris is still a rare sight.

"Have you found out who is performing this magic?"

Louise asked her Aurors.

Louise Perrin, Minister of Magic of France.

This capable woman has a high prestige among French wizards.

She and Headmistress Olimpe Maxime of Beauxbaton are the two most influential witches in contemporary France.

But now, this charming female minister is frowning because of worry.

"Not yet, there is even worse news. Just now we detected many strange magical reactions in Paris."

"I think there is no need to make guesses, there should be a large number of Alliance members gathering in Paris."

~Bang!~

"Lucas Grindelwald is this his doing? Trying to intimidate us?" Louise slapped the table in front of her angrily.

Thick fog that appears for no reason and the unknown wizards who keep entering Paris.

The temper of the female minister gradually became violent.

~ring ring ring~!

The old style phone on the table rang.

There is only one telephone in the entire Ministry of Magic, and this phone is connected to the most powerful people in France.

"Hello, about the fog, we will deal with it shortly…"

Minister Orwell came from afar, and looking at the despondent Louise Perrin he sneered in his heart.

Just a short time ago, the French Minister was still laughing at them for the destruction of the German Ministry of Magic building.

But how long has it been and the entire French Ministry of Magic also fell into chaos.

It has to be said that Lucas Grindelwald is really a scourge.

Waiting until she hangs up the phone.

Orwell said in consolation: "Minister Perrin, calm down. Based on my experience in dealing with Grindelwald for many years, this incident is not serious."

"It's not serious? Fortunately, it's just a thick fog. For the romantic French, most people can accept it, but what about Fiendfyre?"

Orwell's face was livid, but he had nothing to say, knowing that their Ministry of Magic building was destroyed by Fiendfyre.

He tried hard not to explode and kept repeating in his heart.

What if the French are not their friends? As long as they can be allies against Grindelwald, that's all that matters.

He took a deep breath and decided not to bother with the woman in front of him.

"I propose to send Aurors to maintain order in the Ministry of Magic, and if there are not enough people, I will bring some of my own.

Louise Perrin nodded in agreement, and added: "Your people should go find Lucas Grindelwald."

"Our people saw him on the streets of Paris yesterday, but they lost him and haven't found him again until now. This makes me very worried."

They both gave instructions to their respective assistants and waited until they departed to keep talking.

Louise and Orwell brought the topic to Dumbledore.

Neither of them understood why the wise and great Dumbledore had chosen to shelter Grindelwald's child.

"When I was young, I heard the older Aurors say that Dumbledore and Grindelwald were good friends."

"The two even formed a blood pact when they were young, which is why Dumbledore took so long to stop Grindelwald."

"It seems that it was with the help of Newt Scamander who stole the blood pact from Grindelwald, that Dumbledore could finally do something about it."

Orwell's voice echoed across the room.

Hearing these words from him, Louise Perrin seemed to understand Dumbledore's reasons for doing this.

But she still felt that Dumbledore's move was too muddled.

"Even someone as strong as Headmaster Dumbledore will grow old and be confused one day."

Hearing Louise's emotional words, Orwell couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Accompanied by the orders of the Ministers of Magic of the two countries.

The Aurors of both countries sprang into action.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic, as well as the common wizards who came to the Ministry of Magic to deal with personal affairs, suddenly saw how many Aurors appeared at the various entrances and exits.

"Headmistress, what's the matter?"

Fleur Delacour looked at the enormous woman beside herself.

She accompanied the Headmistress Madame Maxime to the Ministry of Magic to handle school-related affairs today.

But the appearance of the Aurors as if facing a formidable enemy aroused her curiosity.

Madame Maxime was also a little puzzled at first, but soon she remembered that she had received a message recently.

"It's okay, we'll go back after we've dealt with what we came for, the rest has nothing to do with us."

Fleur seemed to understand and nodded.

Since the headmistress said there was no problem, she no longer worried.

Go back to continue communicating with the staff about school matters.

Fleur was still a little curious about what made the Ministry of Magic attach so much importance to it.

She looked at her palm again.

Since yesterday, she has sensed that there is something in the city center that's attracting her.

That's why she offered to come to the Ministry of Magic with the Headmistress today.

'Just what is it?'

On the banks of the Seine river, Lucas let go of his arms.

There was an embarrassed smile on Hermione's face and her cheeks were flushed.

"Send me back, I'm tired today, and you're going to the French Ministry of Magic later."

"Are you sure you don't want to go with me?"

Hermione shook her head: "I believe you can solve it, and if I go, you will have some worries in your heart."

After saying that, Hermione turned and walked towards the hotel.

When approaching the front of the hotel, the little witch turned to look at Lucas.

"In the past, my ideal was to grow up and work in the education industry, so that I could spread my knowledge to others."

"When I came to the magic world, my ideal has not changed, but I need to spread more knowledge, and I need to learn a lot more."

"But now I have a new ideal. I want to become the Minister of Magic. I want to change the status quo of the magic world. This is the decision I just made."

Hermione proudly announced and at the same time, she also added a sentence in her heart: 'It is also a decision made for you.'

The little witch has been in the wizarding world for a year.

Of course she has an idea of what kind of organization the Alliance is.

Therefore, she has such a great ideal.

Lucas looked at her with a smile and said, "I believe you can do it!"

Watching Hermione enter the hotel, Lucas turned and walked towards the French Ministry of Magic.

Just as he entered the underground hall through the entrance.

He suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.

Turning around to look at who it was, Lucas said in surprise: "Why are you here?".

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