Although the strange silverware in the room was still emitting smoke, and the warm and bright fireplace was still emitting heat, the area of two to three meters centered on Albus Dumbledore was suffocating.
Dead silence.
Dumbledore leaned down and looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was curled up on the floor in front of him, with a particularly terrifying expression on his face.
In Elena's impression, it seemed that such a situation had only been vaguely seen on Dumbledore's face once after she mortgaged the school, and it soon disappeared with the dazzling golden mountain and her coma.
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There is no kind smile of the past, and there is no happy calmness in the eyes behind the lenses. Every wrinkle on that old face is filled with cold anger, as well as a hint of deep sadness and guilt.
Standing next to Dumbledore, Elena and Grindelwald could clearly feel that Dumbledore was radiating a kind of power, as if he was burning and heating up, which made people feel unable to look directly.
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"I once imagined that you would suddenly resurrect one day and appear in front of everyone...but it is definitely not like this."
Dumbledore's lips trembled slightly, and the wand in his hand was raised high, as if he was about to drop it at any time.
"Ten years ago, I personally sent Black to Azkaban and applied for the Order of Merlin from the Ministry of Magic. I was eager to make up for my mistakes and thought about whether the result would have been different if I had changed my approach.
It’s different.”
"Deng, Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster, I'm afraid... I sent Voldemort's most capable officer to Azkaban... I'm afraid of the revenge of those ubiquitous Death Eaters... You have to believe me... you have to
…”
"So... you turned into a mouse and hid with the Weasley boys for years? At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Under my nose? And, in Harry Potter's house
Around you?"
Dumbledore took a deep breath, his gaze like a knife piercing Peter Pettigrew's eyes, and sneered in a contemptuous tone that Elena had never heard before, with a strong sarcasm in his voice.
"At this point, are you still trying to lie in front of me? Even Voldemort wouldn't dare to do this!"
"The Dark Lord...Professor...I have never been as brave as James and the others. I was caught by him...that person who must not even be named forced me...he is the most terrifying person, the devil! He will kill
Got my..."
Hearing Voldemort's name, Peter Pettigrew shrank suddenly, as if Dumbledore had whipped him hard, and his whole body seemed to have really turned into a mouse, shivering.
Huddled on the floor.
Peter Pettigrew cried bitterly, like a large baby with sparse hair curled up on the floor. The clean and beautiful mahogany floor was stained with gray-black marks from the man's nose, tears and stains on his body.
"So, who is James and Lily's secret keeper? And when did you start joining Voldemort?"
Dumbledore's eyes became colder and colder, and there was extremely terrifying anger suppressed in his voice.
During that period of time, in the confrontation with Voldemort, what caused heavy losses to the Order of the Phoenix was never Voldemort's power, but the location of its members leaked one after another. The Death Eaters and Voldemort could always arrive before Dumbledore
Previously, they targeted their weakest positions with extreme precision and carried out killings, eradicating the resisters one after another.
Without the betrayal of Severus Snape later, Dumbledore would not even have the capital to fight back, and could only keep running back and forth, leading the few remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix to try to resist the increasingly unscrupulous Voldemort.
In the last period of time, an atmosphere of suspicion had actually pervaded the Order of the Phoenix. People were suspicious of each other and wary of each other - Lupine, a werewolf, and Sirius, a descendant of the Black family, were naturally the most vulnerable to attention.
And with the explosion caused by Sirius Black on the Muggle street, everything finally got the final answer. All the survivors rushed to cast aside this crazy Death Eater, this black man who was carried away by the theory of pure blood.
The Demon King is a general, and he feels sad and unfair for the disaster that happened to the Potters in order to prove that his position is correct.
However, Dumbledore did not expect that...until the end, he could not find the real spy.
"That's it, Albus. This is so ugly..."
Glancing at the wizard curled up on the ground, Grindelwald waved the wand in his hand carelessly.
Peter Pettigrew's wrists, neck, and knees seemed to be tied to an invisible rope. His whole body was pulled up out of thin air, and his feet hung in panic a few inches above the ground and struggled, as if he was being pinched.
A puppet on the back of the neck.
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows in disgust and nodded towards Dumbledore.
"If you have any questions, I suggest you use Legilimency or Veritaserum directly... Time is limited, and we have to process it later. You know - this gentleman needs to recite a lot of script content.
It’s very time consuming.”
"No need, I already have the answer."
Dumbledore shook his head and glanced at Peter Pettigrew curled up on the ground with extreme disgust.
Legilimency is not an omnipotent mind-reading skill, but with accurate questions, even if Peter Pettigrew didn't reveal much, Dumbledore had already seen all the answers from Pettigrew's subconscious memories.
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"Just follow the previous plan. This time, I have no objection. How much time will it take?"
"Two to three hours. It would be faster if you're willing to help, Albus."
Grindelwald patted the pink wallet in his arms and grinned, "Of course, I know you have never bothered to do this kind of thing, so there is no problem in leaving such dirty work to me -
We are very experienced.”
"This time, let's work together and try not to let anyone see the flaws."
After Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds, he slowly shook his head, raised his wand and walked towards Peter Pettigrew.
"No, Professor Dumbledore, you can't use lynching! There are so many wizards - when the Dark Lord is in power everywhere - everyone is afraid of him, he is the most evil Dark Lord in the world - the Ministry of Magic - I need the Ministry of Magic
Judgment——"
"The most evil and terrifying Dark Lord in the world, Lord Voldemort?"
A funny look appeared on Grindelwald's face. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the girl next to him. He happened to catch Elena's eyes looking over. The eyes of the two "Messengers of Justice", one big and one small, flashed with the same strange look.
It seems that Mr. Peter does not understand that some things are more terrifying than death.
"Of course, you will eventually be handed over to the Ministry of Magic. But..."
Dumbledore stood up straight indifferently, casually took the pile of manuscript papers handed to him by Grindelwald, and looked through them briefly.
"The premise is that after you recall all the crimes you have committed over the years, and then be handed over to the wizarding court - then shall we begin? Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, there are some things about you that I would like to be alone later.
Let’s talk to you.”
While Dumbledore was speaking, wizards one after another filed out of the light pink lady's wallet that Grindelwald had put aside. They looked at the surrounding environment curiously and stood in the center of the room.
two old wizards.
Of course, there is also the little silver-haired witch sitting on the sofa in the corner, holding Phoenix and stroking her gently.
As part of a huge plan that is deeply involved in the non-magical world and the magical world, spanning almost half of the world, and affecting more than 70% of the economic trends of the two worlds, this group of wizards know very well - all
All of this is driven by the three wizards in this room, or in other words, the three demon kings.
Before the excitement on the face of the young wizard with golden wavy hair could dissipate, he heard Dumbledore's gentle voice not far away. His face froze slightly and he looked around at the "colleagues" with different expressions.
"They", a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded dejectedly.
According to the previous agreement, he would completely regain his freedom and clear his criminal record, but he still had to wait until the aerospace carrier, which was temporarily anchored in the Ukrainian port, was delivered. Therefore, during this period, he still had to act as a member of Destiny.
However, as time went by, Lockhart realized more and more clearly...