Elena repeated in a low voice, her eyes were a little dazed, and she did not answer immediately.
Immediately afterwards, there was a brief silence in the Hogwarts principal's office.
Both Grindelwald and Dumbledore remained silent in a tacit understanding, quietly looking at the pensive little witch in front of them, and did not choose to continue questioning or urging.
until……
A low sob broke the silence in the office.
"Dead, everyone is dead...Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Grandpa...you are all killed...The final battle took place at Hogwarts...The castle was reduced to ruins...Magic
The Ministry has already fallen first..."
Elena whispered softly with dull eyes, hugged herself tightly with her hands, and huddled into a small body on the sofa in the office, as if this could give her a sense of security, with a slight tremor in her voice.
"Two headmasters were killed in the battle at Hogwarts, and an acting headmaster went mad...Gringotts was also destroyed...Fire dragons soared over Hogwarts...Dementors gathered on the Quidditch pitch...
Werewolves wander the Forbidden Forest..."
"...I was also killed? In the future?"
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask.
"Nurmengarde was breached, and I saw you being tortured... You were laughing at the torturer, but you had no power to resist other than that... You were... killed... like an insect...
…”
Elena trembled all over, raised her unfocused eyes, and spoke in a hollow voice.
"Hmm? Even Nurmengarde is implicated?"
Grindelwald pondered for a few seconds, then turned his head and exchanged a look with Dumbledore.
Facing Grindelwald's searching eyes, Dumbledore nodded slightly and invisibly, and the expression on his face gradually became serious. According to the fluctuations from the magic, there was nothing unusual.
This kid... everything he just said is true!
As the two top wizards in the magic world today, for these two old men, if they want to tell whether a person is lying, they don't need Legilimency or Veritaserum at all - there are too many magics that can do this.
Already.
Although Elena's actions were somewhat deliberate, what she said was true.
This is the conclusion that Dumbledore and Grindelwald came to at the same time, and once combined with what the girl said, the future world that is reflected afterwards makes people feel a little chilling.
"The Soviet Union, this is the only solution to all this."
While the two old men were exchanging glances, Elena quickly glanced at the two old wizards from the corner of her eyes, and continued to speak softly in that ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice, as if she was chanting something.
It's like planting an ancient mantra.
"There is only one chance in the future. Whoever can eat it will be able to live better in the future..."
"Okay, there's no need to continue installing the rest of the content."
Before Elena could finish speaking, Grindelwald grinned, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Don't you think it would be tiring to speak in such a voice? It would be terrible if your throat is hurt - Dumbledore and I are not fools. It is enough to know the previous content."
"It seems like there aren't many options left for us, right?"
After a slight pause, the first-generation Dark Lord turned his head and glanced at Dumbledore, who was smiling wryly.
"Although I don't know why you will die in Hogwarts in the future... Anyway, I don't want to be killed like an insect by some inexplicable little brat. The prophecy may be difficult to change, but it still has its purpose
significance."
"Hogwarts should not be in the flames of war, this is a school."
After thinking for a few seconds, Dumbledore said in a heavy tone, tapping his fingers lightly on the wooden table a few times.
He was not afraid of death, but if the whole matter also involved Hogwarts and the future fate of the students, then the weight in Dumbledore's heart could not help but begin to tilt.
"Well, I just want to confirm two things at the end, Miss Kaslana."
Dumbledore sat up straight, crossed his hands on the table, and stared at Elena with his blue eyes.
"First! With everything we have done, you are sure that war can be avoided, right?"
"Second, if Hogwarts really will..."
…
Half an hour later.
Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.
At some point, Phoenix Fox, who had been out looking for food and playing, had returned to the room.
At this time, she was standing on her exclusive wooden bird stand, carefully pecking at the dried fish on the plate, and her bright big eyes glanced at the two old wizards in the room from time to time - as for a certain dangerous white-haired dumpling,
Of course he left long ago.
"Be careful, the really important thing is yet to come."
Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald by the fireplace and gave one final warning.
At this time, Grindelwald had completely changed his appearance. He was neither the image of "Otto Apokalis" nor his original appearance, but a tall, thin Russian with a firm gaze.
"As long as there's nothing wrong with the fireplace you're hooking up to, you'll be fine."
Grindelwald waved his hands nonchalantly and said with a rather proud smile.
"Don't forget, Albus... I was playing tricks on the entire Magical Congress of the United States back then. It was too easy to deal with a group of stupid Soviet bears who didn't have solid basic skills - not to mention, this time
The task is not complicated."
"But if I remember correctly, the ending of your transformation and infiltration happened to be the first time you were arrested."
Dumbledore said something expressionless, took out his pocket watch from his chest and looked at it.
"Two hours! If you don't come back, I will go and check the situation - of course, if you are dragged there with your life by wizards from the entire Soviet Ministry of Magic Interior because your identity is exposed before then, then I will go there
Not to save people, but to help defeat the Dark Lord Grindelwald who has escaped from trouble."
"Don't be too nervous. I just went to buy a few stores and set up a few door key transmission points in advance."
Grindelwald turned around and waved, and waved his wand gently in front of the flames. The red flames in the fireplace instantly turned into a faint green. The floo powder was just an auxiliary, and he naturally didn't need that kind of thing.
.
Grindelwald cleared his throat and read clearly in fluent Russian.
"[Stalingrad-Bolshevik Hammer Tavern]!"
The next moment, the man's figure disappeared into the flames.
"What a crazy plan..."
Dumbledore raised his head, the firelight dancing in the fireplace reflected in the half-moon lenses, and murmured to himself.
"Saving the lives of millions of people, saving the fire of civilization that is about to disappear, and having only one chance to integrate the world... are all bargains that people cannot refuse. Is that child a contract messenger sent by the devil?"
Speaking of which, I forgot to ask what color clothes he was wearing when he died in battle in that future.
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