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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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The Order Of The Phoenix Appears, And Voldemort As Well!

The Department of Mysteries is known as the top secret department of the Ministry of Magic.

This is because it includes many things that even wizards cannot understand.

Just like the black curtain in front of them.

It is said that this veil is the embodiment of death, and the other side of the veil is the realm of death.

Ron looked at the curtain curiously, feeling that there was nothing magical about it.

"Harry!" He turned to look at his friend and found that he was looking around suspiciously.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?"

"Shh~, I heard someone talking."

Signaling Ron to keep quiet, Harry listened and the direction from which the whispers came was quickly determined.

"What the hell is this black curtain? Why does it seem like there are countless people talking inside?"

"People?" Ronald stepped forward and listened carefully "There is no sound."

"Harry, Ronald, let's get out of here, it's horrible."

The two turned around and found that Lavender and Parvati had tears in their eyes, and they looked frightened.

"Okay, let's leave now." Just as Harry finished speaking, there was a whizzing sound above his head.

Everyone took out their wands to defend, but the speed of the Death Eaters was just too fast.

In the blink of an eye, Harry and the others were dispersed by the black mist.

Harry carefully guarded the prophecy ball in his hand. When he stood up from the ground, he realized that his companions had disappeared.

Clack~! clack~!

The metal tip of the cane tapped the ground as Lucius Malfoy walked towards Harry step by step.

Seeing the boy's blank expression, he kindly gestured around.

Harry, who was prompted, found out that the companions who followed him to the Ministry of Magic had all been captured by the impact just now.

"Potter, give me the orb of prophecy, or I will kill your companions!"

The Death Eaters pulled Ron and the others' hair in a tacit understanding as they pointed their wands at their throats.

A scream reached Harry's ears.

Seeing the pained faces of his companions, he slowly took out the prophecy ball.

As soon as the prophecy ball appeared, all the Death Eaters present were filled with greed.

They knew that whoever could bring the prophecy ball back to Voldemort would be rewarded by him.

Lucius Malfoy's eyes also grew greedy as he stretched out his hand impatiently and said, "Give it to me!"

"As long as I hand over the prophecy ball, will you really let them go?"

"Of course!" Malfoy nodded affirmatively.

Harry's eyes swept over the faces of his friends again, and finally handed over the prophecy ball.

"Can we be let go now?"

Malfoy nodded: "They can leave, but you can't. Besides getting the prophecy ball, my other mission here is to bring you back."

Harry was shocked and turned around to run away. But he was grabbed by the neck by the quick Malfoy.

At this time, the sound of something rushing through the air came from above again and a white mist knocked Lucius Malfoy back.

When Malfoy looked behind him, Sirius' fist was within reach.

Sirius was originally resentful of Harry's adventure, so he vented all his anger at Dumbledore on Malfoy's face.

This punch directly knocked the opponent to the ground. As a result, the prophecy ball fell to the ground and shattered.

Although Malfoy would still have found a chance to smash the prophecy ball in his hand later, he would have found a way to effectively evade responsibility cleanly.

But now, because of Sirius' punch, he has assumed the responsibility of ineffectively protecting the prophecy ball.

Thinking of Voldemort's punishment, Malfoy stood up and sent a powerful reductor curse.

"Sirius Black, it seems that I need to teach you a lesson in place of your cousin."

A battle between relatives kicked off.

At the same time, several other streaks of white mist fell from the sky.

Seeing reinforcements from the Order of the Phoenix coming towards them, the Death Eaters let go of their hostages and disapparated to avoid the attacks.

Immediately, a big scene of people chasing each other was staged in the death chamber.

In the end, the members of the Order of the Phoenix voluntarily gave up their goals and returned to the Hogwarts students.

As they fell from the air, members of the Order of the Phoenix surrounded Harry and the others to protect them.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Bellatrix, who was also visible, attacked the fighting Sirius from the side.

Fortunately, the green light of the Killing Curse is quite attention catching.

The first to notice was none other than Malfoy fighting Sirius.

"Depulso!"

This spell gathered a lot of his magic power, so Sirius was knocked back without accident, and thus evaded the Killing Curse.

"Lucius!" came Bellatrix's annoyed voice.

Malfoy ignored it and continued to attack Sirius.

At this point, the melee between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters begins.

Silent casting is fundamental for both sides.

Harry looked at the blasted rubble around him, turned around and shouted to his companions: "Everyone go hide under the steps, it's dangerous here."

Ron and others who can't fully use silent spells, participating in such a battle is simply suicide.

The explosions in the death chamber became louder and louder.

The fighting between the two sides became more and more intense. From time to time, two or three people turned into mist and flew into the air to fight.

Ten minutes later, the Death Eaters were gradually losing ground.

Just as Harry breathed a sigh of relief, crackling sounds echoed around him.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Stupefy!"

A large number of spells illuminated the dark and gloomy death chamber, Death Eater reinforcements arrived.

The situation was immediately reversed.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix were instantly stunned and knocked down.

Malfoy even pressed Sirius' forehead with his wand.

Seeing the other party's unconvinced eyes, he smiled, clenched his other hand, and hit him hard on the cheek.

"This is your end, Black!"

"No!" Harry ran from his hiding place.

He couldn't let something happen to his only remaining relative.

Hearing Harry's voice. All of a sudden, all the Death Eaters' eyes were on him.

Just when he was feeling extremely nervous, a deep voice reached his ears.

"Feeling angry, Harry? If you're angry, draw your wand and kill Lucius."

"Only by killing Lucius can you protect your godfather, come on, draw your wand and do it."

The sound echoed in the death chamber.

When the Death Eaters heard this voice, their arrogant expressions were restrained a lot.

Harry looked behind him in shock.

In the pitch-black smoke, a snake-like face loomed.

Then the smoke began to dissipate and Voldemort appeared in front of everyone in all his glory.

It was the first time for Ron and other friends to see Voldemort in person.

Feeling the pressure from the other person, the members of the Savior Squad trembled.

Only when they got in close contact did they realize how terrifying Voldemort was.

"Harry Potter, what a coward you are."

Harry looked apprehensive, but raised his wand after hearing Voldemort's words.

But not even giving him a chance to say a spell, Voldemort waved his hand.

Yes, just a wave of his hand.

Voldemort snatched Harry's wand effortlessly.

At this moment, he was infinitely close to the quasi-legendary peak strength and he was feeling quite complacent.

Dumbledore was tricked by him to go far away.

Even if he wants to come back to support, he can't do it in a short time.

As for Lucas Grindelwald?

He was eagerly waiting for him.

"Harry Potter, the last time our duel seemed to be unfinished as you fled shamefully."

"Now take your wand, let us complete the unfinished duel, and I will prove to everyone that you are not worthy of being my enemy."

"Between you and me, only one person can survive today!"

Voldemort's last words reminded Harry of that prophecy.

Professor Trelawney also predicted that only one of them both could survive.

Will it happen today?

Harry reached for the ground, intending to pick up his wand.

Looking at his trembling palms, he realized that he was not as strong as he had imagined.

He was afraid of Voldemort, and even more afraid of death.

His hands clenched slowly, refusing to pick up his wand, as if he could avoid a duel by doing so.

The contempt in Voldemort's eyes grew even stronger.

"Coward, grab your wand and get up!"

Harry was like in a trance for a while, and reached for his wand unconsciously.

"Voldemort, I'm here to fight you, let go of Harry!"

Sirius was pinned to the ground by two Death Eaters, but even so he did not give in.

While struggling, he also tried to get Voldemort's attention by yelling, to buy some time for Harry to break free from the Imperius Curse.

A pity that Voldemort had no interest in him at all.

Only the dark-haired, green-eyed boy was in his blood-red eyes.

Harry struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the Imperius Curse's control.

But when he saw his palm touching the wand, all thoughts were lost in his heart.

He knew very well that as long as he picked up the magic wand, he would not be far from death.

Just when he felt desperate and was about to give up resistance, dozens of white rays of light descended from the sky, and one of them fell straight in front of Voldemort.

"Lucas Grindelwald!" Voldemort said the name with anger.

The other Death Eaters were also repelled by the coming Saints.

Sirius, Moody and others quickly stood up from the ground.

"Haha, reinforcements are here!"

Moody laughed and retrieved his staff, knocked it on the ground casually, and a spell flew towards the Death Eater closest to him.

The situation was reversed again, and the time for everyone's counterattack has arrived.

And as the biggest boss in the audience, Voldemort was fleeing in a panic.

The reason for the blame is Lucas's pair of blood-red snake eyes similar to him.

Voldemort reacted quickly and dodged the attack of the Eye of Medusa, but the Death Eaters behind him were not so lucky.

Just a single look from Lucas was enough for them to turn into stone statues, and when they fell, the statues shattered into rubble on the ground.

Lucas retracted the Eye of Medusa.

Turning into a white mist, he caught up with Voldemort, and the two fought in the air.

Voldemort sneered suddenly, led Lucas through the wall and entered the next room.

Right at this time, the fireplaces in the Ministry's atrium were bursting with green flames.

Led by Pius and Pyne, the Aurors arrived late.

What they needed to do is to clean up layer by layer, driving and compressing all the Death Eaters to the Department of Mysteries.