Chapter 1161 Chapter 1180 Threats and Transactions
Chapter 1161 Chapter 1180 Threats and Transactions
"Oh, yes, and that girl——"
In the small tower room, Grindelwald smiled and nodded.
boom!
Before anyone could recover, a crimson curse rubbed the brim of Dumbledore's wizard hat and hit the bluestone wall behind.
"So...are you threatening me? Albus-Dumbledore!"
Incredibly powerful magic unfolded unbridled in this narrow space.
Like a dragon awakening from sleep, it froze the flow of air for a moment.
Cornelius Fudge and others subconsciously drew out their wands and cast all the protective magic they knew.
But the sense of oppression is still rising without any stagnation.
——This is not magic, just pure coercion, the purest suppressive force coming from powerful magic.
Grindelwald slowly stood up from the wooden bed, holding a birch wand like a stabbing sword in his hand.
Directly in front of the tip of the staff, Dumbledore gently raised his hand and easily dispersed the oncoming mana wave.
He did not draw out the wand. Even though Grindelwald's malice was about to solidify, the old man still had the same warm expression.
"No, of course it's not a threat, Gellert -"
Dumbledore said calmly, "I'm just reminding you that the child is only eleven years old, but you are almost one hundred and ten years old..."
"You are destined not to be able to accompany her growing up for a long time. If you really care... even just a little bit, then you have to take this into consideration -"
"Perhaps your 'Witch Party' can take care of you, but as the principal of Hogwarts, I still recommend that you consider a magical government, although you have refused once before..."
"What are you considering... considering how to help you stabilize the situation so that you are not driven out of the office by panicked people?"
Grindelwald snorted, glanced casually at the wizards behind Dumbledore, and whispered with a joking look on his face.
"Magical government? This is not a constant and objective thing. Government is based on people, and people - gentlemen here, how much time do you have left in your term? Especially after the dark wizards forced their way into the Ministry of Magic.
, how much time do you have left in office? If you want to use 'time' as a bargaining chip to persuade me, Dumbledore, you must at least be on the upper hand, right?"
He paused for a few seconds, lowered his wand again, and looked behind Dumbledore.
"If I want to seek the magical government as the 'Guardian of the Future', why don't I wait a little longer? Are you... more anxious than me?"
As Grindelwald's eyes swept over each one, the officials standing behind Dumbledore looked a little confused.
Just as the old devil said, the first pages of magic newspapers in various countries have been sent out.
The dilapidated and ruined halls of the Ministry of Magic are the most intuitive threat. What they lack most now is time to solve the problem and ways to mitigate it.
Just when all the Ministry of Magic officials thought that the negotiations had reached a deadlock and could only wait for the "second plan" proposed by Dumbledore, Grindelwald spoke again: "Of course, your suggestion makes some sense.
You really need to think longer term——"
"I understand what you want, and I can agree to it. But..."
Grindelwald grinned, put his wand in his hand and stroked it gently, and continued unhurriedly.
"You must have heard of the Destiny Group in Paracelsus, right?"
"Since he 'reluctantly' adopted Elena on my behalf, let's find a time to hand over the property rights, assets and so on - anyway, he is also an immortal guy, as for what assets and
The company... these must not have much effect on Mr. Paracelsus. Besides, even if Elena inherits the Tianming Group, it will not prevent him from continuing his alchemy research."
"The magic government assists in the execution of some simple, just legal notarizations. This shouldn't be a particularly complicated or excessive request, right?"
Grindelwald looked at Cornelius Fudge and the others and asked cautiously and seriously. He looked like a good old man who had abided by the law and served the public all his life.
"Grindelwald, Paracelsus has given in many times, if you continue to press forward step by step——"
Dumbledore's expression couldn't help but change, he frowned heavily, and was about to retort.
"Well, if I say yes, then how are you going to deal with 'that person'?"
At this moment, Cornelius Fudge coughed slightly, seemingly inadvertently, and took the initiative to follow Grindelwald's words and continue to ask.
"You should know what a Horcrux is, right? 'That person' is now an unkillable monster. Do you have any solution?"
"Can't be killed? No, no, no -"
Grindelwald raised the corners of his mouth, shook his skinny fingers, and a flash of evil pleasure flashed in his eyes.
"You can say that it cannot be killed for the time being, or that it cannot be killed completely for the time being - but there is absolutely nothing in this world that cannot be killed. Let me tell you an introductory knowledge about black magic: as long as it can move, there is
If the thinking thing is killed, it will die."
"My solution is simple—"
"Find that guy and kill him cleanly, that's it."
"Well - the problem is, he will be resurrected..." The Swiss Minister of Magic swallowed.
"Then I will wait until he is resurrected, find him, and kill him again." Grindelwald said without thinking.
"But he can always be resurrected..."
"Then keep killing." Grindelwald smiled and nodded.
He picked his ears impatiently, raised his hand to stop the meaningless questions, and said softly with a smile.
"I understand the principle and function of Horcruxes. Resurrection may not lose much power, but at least it will never become stronger - and the number of times he can be resurrected is also limited by the number of Horcruxes. How many Horcruxes he has, we
Just kill him as many times as you want until all the Horcruxes are consumed."
"but……"
"At least during your term of office, I will kill him as many times as he is resurrected. As for more than ten years later? Hey——"
"So, how sure are you of defeating, well, I mean..."
French Minister of Magic Castor pondered for a moment and asked thoughtfully.
"...Kill that dark wizard?"
"Fifty percent, after all, he still has a certain chance of running away, but -"
Grindelwald smiled and added, "If you add Mr. Dumbledore and... well, Newt Scamander's little pets, the probability should be 100% - if this fails.
, then I suggest it’s best to surrender early, what do you think?”
"Of course, before that, the deal..."
"Deal! We can find a way to convince Mr. Paracelsus."
The Austrian Minister of Magic suddenly spoke and exchanged glances with the officials around him.
"But there is a condition. This deal will not be officially fulfilled until you successfully kill Voldemort at least once."
"no problem--"
Grindelwald smiled enigmatically, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
"Don't worry, if everything goes well, you will be able to see his body soon..."