A moment later, in the corridor of Hogwarts Castle.
"You look... nervous?"
Grindelwald glanced at Xenophilius Lovegood, whose hands and feet were stiff, and whispered meaningfully, with a faint teasing smile on his face, while quietly exchanging words with Elena beside him.
A look.
Then... of course, I got a big eye roll again.
Although Elena has arranged for Old Potato and Old Carrot to have nutritious breakfast for the next week, this does not mean that she will look good on an old devil who betrayed his companions. She did not take action directly because it was for Luna's sake.
Up.
You know, since she mastered the omnipotent magic for curing bruises, it seems to Elena that she occasionally accidentally breaks a few ribs. In fact, the difference between a slight pinch and a slight pinch is nothing more than the amount of magic consumed - in essence, it is the same as the amount of magic consumed.
There is not much difference in the coquettish behavior between a normal granddaughter and a grandpa in the non-magical world.
After all, this is the magical world, so it is understandable that the error tolerance and destructive power are slightly higher.
"Uh-yeah, oh no, I mean-is there?"
Xenophilius looked back at the Deathly Hallows pendant on Elena's chest, tried his best to put on a relaxed smile, licked his dry lips, and said in a slightly jerky voice.
"Perhaps it's been too long since I've been back to Hogwarts, so I'm inevitably a little excited..."
"I don't think so. It seems like you have guessed something?"
Grindelwald grinned, raised his eyebrows rather evilly, and said softly, "It doesn't matter. If you are curious, you can ask me directly. I will be happy to answer the young man's questions. You guessed it right,
actually……"
As the first generation Dark Lord, Grindelwald easily understood Elena's thoughts after only needing to learn some basic things from Dumbledore - to be precise, he taught him this idea.
For this little girl.
Regarding the transaction of the beggar's chicken, it was the white-haired dumpling who was not careful on his own and could not blame others.
However, considering the long-term future, Grindelwald still plans to help Elena in other ways and slightly ease the somewhat tense "grandfather-grandson relationship". In his opinion, Xenophilius
Lovegood and "The Quibbler" are undoubtedly the perfect gifts.
"No……"
A look of fear appeared on Xenophilius Lovegood's face, and he subconsciously took a step back.
"No, thank you! Please, I don't want to know any secrets."
Just an hour ago, Xenophilius had naively thought that there would be no worse news in the world than accidentally breaking into the "Secret Treasure of Hogwarts" - after all, there was no news in this world.
Is there anything more feared than Albus Dumbledore?
Now he finally understood, for example, a living first-generation Dark Lord and a Demon Lord's castle.
What made Xenophilius most desperate was that his whole world, Luna Lovegood, was about half a meter behind him, unsuspectingly holding hands with the suspected next Dark Lord, happily
Chatting inwardly.
"That's not possible. You already know that. You should understand what that sign means, right?"
Grindelwald shook his head, turning the wand back and forth on his fingertips, and drew it randomly in the air.
The next moment, Xenophilius Lovegood could vaguely feel that an invisible magic curtain wall appeared around the four people, wrapping them together just right, preventing the sound from being transmitted.
"I am already an old guy buried in the past. There is no place for me in the new era, but the future I expect does not allow for any mistakes, so some things need to be explained clearly in advance."
Under Xenophilius Lovegood's increasingly desperate eyes, Grindelwald grinned and said softly.
"Yes, I am..."
When, when, when...
At this moment, a melodious bell suddenly echoed in the castle.
The morning class time was over, and almost the next moment, the whole castle became lively.
The classroom doors in the castle corridor opened one after another, and the little wizards who had been studying all morning appeared in the empty corridor in twos and threes, laughing and holding their textbooks.
In less than two or three seconds, the Lovegood family and the Big and Little Demon Lords were crowded with students who had just finished class, and Grindelwald's exquisite soundproofing magic before was naturally of no value - those who seemed to be running away
Like a husky, they chased the little wizards playing in the corridor, and at best they only paid a little attention not to bump into anyone.
"That's it for now, Mr. Otto."
Elena glanced at Grindelwald, who was hesitant to speak, and then at Xenophilius, who was ashen-faced. She shook her head helplessly, and took the initiative to end the persecution of a poor magazine editor--sometimes
, having too much inspiration is not a good thing either.
"It's lunch time. Let's go to the Great Hall to eat first. There will be a long time to get to know each other slowly. You can take Mr. Lovegood to find Professor Dumbledore, and Luna will go to Hufflepah with me.
A long table would be nice.”
There is no doubt that as the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler" magazine, Xenophilius Lovegood is more suitable to be placed at the same table in the Ministry of Magic. After all, if nothing unexpected happens, some specific publicity caliber and manuscript adjustments will be made in the afternoon.
It also requires coordination and communication among the three parties.
Of course, the most important reason is that the current situation is not yet stable.
Only by temporarily separating Luna and Xenophilius can we ensure that Xenophilius Lovegood will not lose his mind and suddenly expose himself in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic - even according to Elena's estimation, this kind of
The probability is very low, but it still exists.
Even experienced hunters in the mountains know that in order to avoid a fight with a trapped animal, it is usually necessary to learn to leave hope for the prey to struggle and survive.
In Xenophilius Lovegood's view, this temporary separation was actually exactly what he wanted.
"Thank you, then I'll leave it to you first, Luna."
Xenophilius Lovegood looked at Elena, nodded, and showed a grateful smile.
Rather than staying with him, he might hear some extremely dangerous news at any time, and there is also a murderous "first-generation Dark Lord" and a "careerist White Devil" who is suspected of making big moves, watching covetously from the side.
It seems that Elena, who is only ten years old, is already the most harmless choice.
At least in this way, no matter what happens, it will be shouldered by him and the Quibbler at most, and has nothing to do with his daughter. It can be regarded as protecting Luna to the maximum extent.
"Well, don't worry. Luna is my friend, and I will definitely treat her well. And..."
Elena nodded seriously, took Luna's little hand skillfully, and followed the crowd towards the auditorium downstairs.
However, before the smile on Xenophilius Lovegood's face completely fell, he heard the words behind the girl faintly floating in the noisy crowd not far away.
"Anyway, Luna will come to Hogwarts every week from now on, and I just happen to take her to learn more about her future work."
"Wait, wait! What did you say..." Xenophilius's eyes widened instantly.
"Mr. Lovegood, let's go, Dumbledore and Minister Fudge are still waiting for us in the principal's office."
Grindelwald smiled slightly and pulled Xenophilius in the opposite direction - although he didn't know the road, so what?