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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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Voldemort Is Warming Up. The First Champion Eliminated!

In the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch, cheers like a tsunami sounded from all directions.

At the entrance to the maze, Ludo Bagman said with a beaming smile on his face: "You must know the third task very well, right?"

Hundreds of viewers answered his question.

Of course, there are also many people urging him not to waste time and start the competition quickly.

Bagman turned his head and waved his hands: "Next, let me re-introduce the Champions and their scores at this time."

"In first place, Lucas Grindelwald with 97 points, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The students of Hogwarts cheered loudly.

"Tied for second place, Viktor Krum and Harry Potter with 65 points, Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

This time it was Durmstrang's students who started cheering. Bagman really knows how to mobilize the emotions of the crowd.

Then he introduced the scores of Fleur and Cedric.

After each introduction, there must be an area in the stands that erupts in cheers.

Taking advantage of this time, Lucas carefully observed the surrounding situation and noticed that other contestants were surrounded by their own relatives. Even Harry stood beside Mrs. Weasley.

Seeing him looking around, Amos Diggory said in a low voice: "Mr. Grindelwald, thank you for taking care of my son during the competition, but I believe Cedric will win the final victory."

Lucas was stunned for a second, then turned his gaze to the entrance.

At this point the fake Moody was standing there, waiting for the task to start.

As a professor at Hogwarts. When the game starts, he, Professor McGonagall and others will also enter the maze to patrol.

Their task is to protect the safety of the champions if they are in danger. After all, there are a lot of dangerous creatures in the maze.

Originally, the opinion of most judges was to let the professors wait around the maze. And they wouldn't be allowed to enter the maze unless they saw the contestant's red fireworks going up.

But due to an accident in the second task and the death of Barty Crouch. Many accidents made the judges very uneasy about the third game.

So under Dumbledore's suggestion, it became the current rule, which is certainly very good news for Crouch Jr.

This is also an opportunity created specifically for the fake Moody by Lucas and Dumbledore.

"Very good, next, we will invite our champion who ranks first in points, Lucas Grindelwald, to enter the maze first!"

Accompanied by the sound of the cannon, Lucas turned and walked towards the entrance.

Inside the entrance he could only see a dark passage. The 6 meters tall hedges cover everything around them in shadows.

Even the sounds from the surrounding stands were muffled inside.

'Lumos!'

Lucas raised his wand and walked into the depths. After making sure that the people in the stands could no longer see him, he took out a complete map.

Absolutely no one would have expected that the venerable Dumbledore would help Lucas to cheat.

"Let me see where the map fragments are!"

Maybe it's because of Lucas' presence, but this third task is very different from the original and it became more of a scavenger hunt.

Without a complete map, it is impossible to find the location of the Triwizard Cup.

The map in Lucas's hand is the most complete version. Aside from the location of the Triwizard Cup, the hiding places of those map fragments were also marked.

In addition to eliminating other people, he also needs to let Harry collect the map fragments without anyone noticing, and send him to the front of the Triwizard Cup.

'Damn it! How did I become a nanny again?'

Reluctantly, Lucas put away the map, turned and walked towards the nearest map fragment.

The cannon sounded again behind him. It should be Krum and Potter who entered the maze. But to Lucas it sounded more like urging him to act quickly.

At the maze entrance. As the champions entered one by one, the professors also filed in and went to the area that they were in charge of.

Fake Moody finally no longer suppressed the excitement in his eyes. He limped into the maze and began to look for the champions inside.

The Triwizard Cup must be won by Harry Potter no matter what.

He had worked so hard to get the chance to place the cup from Dumbledore. It was all to turn it into a portkey, and then deliver Harry Potter to his master at the cemetery.

Such a genius idea, Barty Crouch Jr couldn't help but praise himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Master, tonight is the time for you to return!"

Crouch Jr, who was so complacent, didn't notice that there was a sneaky figure behind him.

Professor Snape heard someone murmuring from ahead and a merciless sneer appeared on his face.

At the same time in Little Hangleton Cemetery, the sound of Apparition sounded.

Peter Pettigrew appeared at a tombstone carrying the hideous Babymort in his arms, doing his best to suppress the disgust he was feeling.

"It's finally about to start, is there any news from Barty?"

The little baby released a hoarse, low voice.

Trying to prevent a shiver, Peter Pettigrew replied respectfully: "Barty's letter was delivered not long ago, and the last task of the Triwizard Tournament has already begun."

"In addition, he asked me to tell the master that Barty Crouch Sr has been confirmed dead, so you can rest assured, master."

A low, weird laugh sounded. Babymort was very satisfied with Barty's performance this time.

"Barty is indeed my most loyal subordinate, when I regain my body, I must reward him well."

"Wormtail, hurry up and get everything ready, I can't wait to see Harry Potter."

Peter Pettigrew responded tremblingly.

He turned and took his master into a storage shed in the cemetery.

Not long after, he came out again alone. This time he was holding a large cauldron in his hands.

Setting the cauldron over old Tom Riddle's tombstone, Peter put all the potion ingredients needed into the cauldron.

But he didn't notice that a string of small magic characters suddenly appeared under the cauldron, and these characters quickly rose and attached to the bottom of it.

Lucas looked at the twisted rag in front of him, waiting for the transformation to end.

Following the markings on the map, the closest map fragment was protected by a boggart.

He was very curious about what he was the most afraid of in his heart.

A few seconds passed and the Boggart transformed into a grim reaper wearing a black cloak and holding a scythe.

Before Lucas could see clearly, it changed again.

Immediately afterwards, Marvel Mistress Death appeared, then DC's Death of the Endless, and even Hades appeared on the stage one by one.

Lucas smiled wryly. He already knew what he was most afraid of.

It turns out that he, like Voldemort, is afraid of death!

It's just that he wasn't as sensitive as Voldemort, and he was aware of his fear early on.

But if the price of thinking about immortality is to become a plastic surgery monster without a nose, Lucas thinks it's better to die.

Besides, when he completes the final achievement, maybe among the super-standard rewards he gets, there will be a way to make people live longer.

"Riddikulus!"

The Boggart was hit by the spell, and disappeared in a blink of an eye in a puff of blue smoke.

An irregular map fragment fell from the sky, but just as Lucas was about to collect it, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Lucas, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Putting away the map fragment calmly, Lucas naturally showed a gentle smile on his face when he turned around.

"Fleur, what a coincidence!"

Although the maze was dimly lit, with the help of the light on the wand's tip, Lucas still clearly saw the blushing cheeks of the beautiful girl.

Although he feels that it is a bit cruel to eliminate her so early. But who let her deliver herself to his door?

Just when Lucas was about to approach her, he found that Fleur took a step back.

"Although I have no interest in becoming the champion of the Triwizard Tournament."

"But since I have come to this point, I still want to prove my strength."

After she finished speaking, she winked at him playfully. Obviously she had already guessed his plan.

Lucas smiled and shook his head.

"Okay then, but I still have something to tell you."

Seeing Fleur's puzzled eyes, Lucas continued: "That day at Madam Puddifoot's Tea House, you ran away after saying those words. Didn't you want to listen to my answer?"

Fleur's face turned red hearing that.

After that day, she blamed herself for a long time. Probably because the atmosphere in the teahouse was so good at that time, she ended up saying those words impulsively.

So all this time she was always avoiding Lucas, afraid that he would mention what happened that day. But now there is no escape after all.

"You, what do you want to say?"

Lucas put his wand back into his robe, and walked towards Fleur with empty hands.

Maybe seeing that he didn't hold a wand, Fleur didn't choose to retreat this time.

"Miss Fleur Delacour, you seem to have underestimated your own charm. If I hadn't been attracted to you, how would I still be able to remember your name after so long?"

Fleur raised her head in surprise. Seeing Lucas' blue eyes full of smiles, she suddenly lowered her head shyly.

"This, so you also like me?"

"Indeed."

As soon as the words fell, Fleur threw herself into Lucas's arms.

It wasn't just Lucas who was surprised, even Fleur herself was amazed at her own audacity. But her body was one step ahead of her brain, and took the lead in responding.

Lucas smiled lightly and patted her back, then leaned into her ear and said, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter, I'm very satisfied at the moment."

The next moment, a white light flashed on Lucas' finger.

Holding the unconscious Fleur tightly, he gently placed her on the ground, and then fired red sparks into the sky with his wand.

The red fireworks were extremely dazzling in the night sky.

At this time, Harry and Cedric, who happened to meet at the same place, stared blankly at the sky.

"The competition has just started, and someone has already been eliminated."

"Lucas must be playing tricks, only he who enters the arena first has enough time to attack others."

Seeing Harry's confident eyes, Cedric hesitated for a few seconds and said: "Then you be careful, I'll go first!"

"You too, let's go!"

After Harry finished speaking, he chose the diametrically opposite path to Cedric's.

On the other side the fake Moody also finally found a champion, looking at Viktor Krum who was approaching him, a cruel smile appeared on his face.