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"You can do it, Gellert. You can actually use the power of Muggles. This is something I didn't expect!" Dumbledore said to Grindelwald in a sinister tone.
Grindelwald clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the stars outside the breathable window of the underground chamber. He smiled slightly, "It's just a wasteful use of the saints. They only have this little value left."
"After giving the order, I cut off contact with them."
"Don't think it's all my idea. Let me guess." A sarcastic look appeared on Grindelwald's face. "Wizards who want to make progress on the path of magic will be a little crazy. Oh, use hemp.
In other words, this is called intellectual disability and brain retardation."
He sneered, "I guess they will be fooled by the Muggles. After all, magic is not omnipotent."
"What on earth are you going to do?" Dumbledore looked a little angry. "You know that Voldemort is already regaining his strength, and at this time, you are involving Muggles!"
Greenwald slowly turned his head, looked at Dumbledore, and raised the corners of his mouth, "You're in a hurry, haha, you're in a hurry."
He seemed to be a kid who had won another chess game, smiling extremely happily.
Dumbledore curled his lips, opened the lid of the snack box on the table, took out a 'licorice wand' and took a bite.
"I just followed the trend. After Anton proposed the concept of 'Muggle Squibs', I took advantage of the trend and pulled Muggles into the chessboard, forcing them to force the wizarding world to think about how to deal with it."
"Albus, can you imagine what it would be like for Muggles to discover wizards at that level after entering the interstellar age?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so miserable, I don't even bother to describe it."
"I don't know how far the Saints will go."
Grindelwald shrugged, "People's hearts are fickle. I don't know what kind of thoughts they have, and I don't bother to think about it."
"I only know that the participation of Muggles will make the wizarding world change its thinking on the current way of getting along with wizards."
"Especially Anton's 'Muggle Squib', haha, there are hundreds of millions of wizards," Glinde
Waugh sat down opposite Dumbledore with a smug look on his face, "Look, I don't need to bother to preach anything next. They will come to me on their own. Of course, if they can't find me in the end, they will also
With the fire I left behind, I will completely move towards victory."
"They can't find me." Grindelwald smiled happily. "I'm too lazy to stand up anymore. They can find other people. I'm optimistic about the new generation, like Scrimgeour, Fudge, and Snake."
Pu, Lupin, McGonagall.”
Every time Grindelwald read a name, Dumbledore's brows jumped.
"Even if these people can't do it, there are still candidates from the younger generation. Anton, Draco, Harry Potter, there are many, many very good candidates. By the way, everyone in the hut is very good.
Not bad, I’m very optimistic about it.”
Dumbledore couldn't help but glared at him, "Be careful when playing with fire!"
Grindelwald spread his hands and said, "I no longer like to play in the chess game in person, I just watch from the side."
He sighed, "Since I was imprisoned by you in Nurmengard for almost fifty years, my heart has been polished. I am old and don't want to stand in front of everyone anymore, and I no longer like everyone's gaze.
Already."
Dumbledore listened to his words and fell silent. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the licorice wand in his hand for a long time.
"sorry."
"Ha, I never blamed you."
Discovering that Crookshanks and Scabbers are both wizards can only be said to be unexpected for the professors.
The girl who sneaked into Hogwarts is the top priority right now. They are still searching intensely.
Late at night, the dementors entered Hogwarts Castle and carefully inspected every corner. No living thing could escape the influence of the dementors.
Even the pictures in the frames were wailing and running around. Those with frames in other places fled Hogwarts Castle one after another, while those without frames could only hide in the corners and tremble.
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The little wizards in the hall on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle don't know how dementors can walk through any corner while they sleep.
Except for the school kitchen.
Anton had long forgotten about the Muggle mercenaries and was learning to cook with the house elves with great interest.
After the "Sunshine Bread Curse", "Sunshine Ice Drink Curse" and "Sunshine Barbecue Curse", Anton has set his sights on small cakes.
Now that everyone is so familiar with each other, the house elves are no longer extremely timid in the face of Anton.
In exchange, Anton taught them a delicacy from his previous life - boiled live fish.
"Look at it~"
Anton waved his magic wand with a stern look on his face, and the fish flew in the air, "The sharp edge is invisible!"
Phew~
Pieces of thin fish fillets that seemed to be transparent flew neatly onto the plate on the table, stacked up like a hill made of white jade.
"Wow~" The elves applauded crazily.
At this time, the various potion ingredients roasted in the crucible burst out with an attractive aroma, and the fish pieces with bones were also fried slightly golden. The spring water poured in, making a subtle crackling sound. Soon, the thick fish
The fresh aroma of the soup and the spicy aroma of the potion ingredients evaporate along with the wisps of water mist.
"The most beautiful thing is the fireworks in the world, and it also soothes the hearts of mortals."
Anton hummed a song that the elves could not understand, and controlled the fish fillets to fly into the crucible.
Next to the long table, the charcoal fire was glowing red, exuding a faint wood aroma, roasting a large bamboo tube until it turned slightly black, and the aroma of rice emerged from the cracks.
Anton took out a chopstick made of two bamboos, and he couldn't wait to let the bamboo tube float in front of him.
As soon as I opened it gently, oh, I just felt that my whole body was satisfied.
He did not invite the elves to eat together. Their food preferences were different. House elves preferred honey, milk and porridge.
This kind of intelligent creatures are different from humans. They are more accustomed to sleeping during the day and working at night. This is also what the pure-blood families have concluded that "the best house elves are as long as no one notices their existence."
There is both the arrogance of a pure-blood family expressed to the outside world, and the snickering of everyone who knows the inside story.
Unlike humans, owls and house elves are nocturnal animals.
If you can still see house elves working in the manor or castle of a pure-blood family during the day, generally such a family will be ridiculed and thought to be of extremely poor moral character and that they really treat their house elves as slaves.
That would not be aristocratic at all, like a nouveau riche, such as the Malfoy family.
Based on this characteristic, wizards generally do not choose to use house elves in their factories, but instead choose to enslave another intelligent creature that is not free but is extremely cheap - goblins.
So Anton thought that Miss Granger had made a mistake and that it was not the house elves that needed redemption, but the goblin workers.
Well, although a wizard may be disliked by the entire wizarding community if he plans to speak out for goblins, the position of Minister of Magic cannot be kept.
"Mr. Weasley." A house elf with a row of holes in his ears stood on the table. His big nose moved and he swallowed. "The white porridge you cooked looks a bit dry, but it smells good."
"Haha~" Anton said happily, "This is rice, not porridge. The ingredients used are different."
He raised his eyebrows at it, "I remember you, your name is Earrings, right?" (Chapter 198)
"Yes, Mr. Weasley." Earrings shouted happily to the house elves around him, "Oh my god, Mr. Weasley remembers my name!"
Anton just smiled slightly, "The rice may be different from the white porridge you like to eat, and it may not be suitable for you. This is obviously my mistake. Teaching you to boil live fish is simply a mistake."
"No, no, no!" Earrings quickly raised his hands and shook his head, "No, Mr. Weasley, we are very happy that you can get along with us in such a good mood."
"That's it"
Anton thought for a moment, put down his chopsticks, pulled out his wand and put it against his forehead, "Let me think about it."
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“Have you ever heard of rice pudding?”
The house elves looked at each other in confusion and shook their heads.
"Longan, lotus seeds and white fungus porridge?"
"Pumpkin porridge?"
"Mung bean porridge?"
"Millet porridge?"
"oatmeal?"
"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"
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As Anton read out the names one by one, all the elves' eyes shone.
"Quack quack"
Anton drank the rice in three and two mouthfuls, clapped his hands and stood up, waving his little hands boldly, "Call everyone over here, I will teach you!"
The sinister wind spread from the door of the school's back kitchen, and the strange sounds of dementors' words came from outside the door. After a while, they all left the place again.
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The commotion and fireworks inside and outside the 578 gate