[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

Chapter 119

He felt the astringency spread from the depths of his tongue.

But Voldemort seemed to turn a blind eye to his expression. He still had an elegant and polite appearance, and the words he spoke slowly were like a summer creek flowing quietly, expressing unspeakable joy: "Being able to be caught by the magic net The ones selected are all outstanding and outstanding extraordinary wizards..."

He almost selectively ignored the many Muggles and lucky ones.

Even for this gathering of the Malfoy family, what Su Xuan notified this time was only all the members of the secret society in the wizarding world. All he had to do was to reveal the true identity and appearance that had been concealed in all previous reincarnations. ...But to be honest, the title "Savior" is actually able to cause huge waves in the wizarding world, but for the vast crowd including the Muggle world, it is just a small wave, for the Muggle world For us, the Lord of the Magic Net and the President of the Secret Society of the Starry Sky, these two titles are truly sacred and revered...

Although he has paved the whole world with the magic net, except for Hogwarts, the place where the plot develops, he doesn't have much interest in paying attention to it. , began to really regard the Muggles favored by the magic net as collaborators who can communicate, and he has never personally asked or stopped them. Combining wizards and Muggles, they are unscrupulous on the magic net Exploring and climbing, but no matter what the results are, they are all smears on the magic net, without exception.

The time when the magic net was created is still too short, at least in the initial years, wizards are still far ahead in this transformation of magic development, and when the whole world is thriving and accumulating, Su Xuan must have already He has completely completed the task assigned to him by the little yellow ball, and can leave this world whose future has been subverted by him...

Maybe... Su Xuan thought quietly, he remembered the dream he had when the fairy tale world was coming to an end, as Hua Wuque among the peerless twins... Maybe he could leave his own behind in this world... ... Such a splendid magic net, what kind of precious fruit will it bear with the passage of time, how can we not taste it for ourselves?

The Resurrection Stone... No, let's call him Voldemort from now on... Voldemort said in a firm tone with a little apology, but he had to say: "Since he is an extraordinary wizard, how can he be less in magic?" What about the first generation of the Dark Lord who has added a lot to history, the forerunner before me, Gellert Grindelwald?"

Voldemort turned his head slightly, his dark red pupils were unclear, and he said softly: "Mr. Grindelwald is probably the first one to arrive among all the wizards. If I didn't arrive too late, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take this The whereabouts of a Lord Demon King who has been trying to hide himself has been revealed."

"Aren't you coming out yet?" He said in a calm tone, but Dumbledore could clearly hear the deep ridicule hidden in it.

This smile was aimed at him as well as at Gellert.

"Long time no see, Albus." A long sigh resounded, and a young man leaning against the fireplace appeared. He had blond curly hair hanging down to his shoulders, shining like the morning sun, and a deep and handsome face. And blue eyes like sea waves and sky.

When Dumbledore saw him, he was in a trance for a moment. Almost immediately, he recalled the past, many years ago, in Godric's Hollow, among the sunshine and marigolds, his best friend who was always brilliant and flamboyant ... Gellert was like a flaming bird flying down from the hot sun before the accident that he regretted for life. The moment he jumped from the Grigovitch window that night, it was Yes, Dumbledore once traced Gregorovitch's memory... At that time, he really felt that Gellert Grindelwald in his youth seemed to be emitting dazzling light everywhere, He is in high spirits, happy and unrestrained, just like the wanton Apollo.

He appeared in the gathering of the secret gathering in the starry sky with the face of this youth. The years did not damage all his charms, but added a mature and profound connotation to him. Every trace of his texture has more and more solid reserves.

He didn't look at him, but looked at Su Xuan with a slight smile, who seemed to be watching indifferently forever. He was wearing a brown underwear inside, and a dark blue gauze scarf was knotted and tucked into the collar. Putting on a slim black overcoat, he raised his foot forward a few steps and knelt down on one knee, as if he wanted to pick up Su Xuan's right hand and kiss him.

But he couldn't lower his head, because a small snake with red letters and green scales wrapped around his raised wrist, and the cold body tightened around it, Gellert seemed to hear his overwhelmed The crunching sound from the wrist bones.

He withdrew his hand, as if he didn't feel anything, raised his sharp eyebrows, grinned brightly and said: "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Excellency, the great Lord of the Magic Net, your current achievements are almost as good as mine in the past. The future that I have imagined countless times..."

Gellert Grindelwald, one of the most dangerous dark wizards in the history of magic, the first generation of the Dark Lord, he graduated from the Durmstrang School of Magic, but at the age of 16, because of various evil and dangerous Expelled from his magical experiments by Durmstrang, he began to travel around for several months, and finally he chose to visit his great-aunt's house in Godric's Hollow. Cedar Bagshot introduced and met the equally talented Albus Dumbledore.

The two of them hit it off.

But now it was as if he couldn't see his former best friend who was there at all.

"I used to think that magic is the ability given to us wizards, and this ability will bring us the power to rule." He smiled lightly: "Wizards rule for the benefit of Muggles... Yes, Albus Totally agree with that…”

He still didn't look back at him, just smiled and said: "I thought that everything I did was for a greater good...but in the end I still failed."

"I have been thinking about the reason in Nurmengadry for so many years." He said his tragic ending, smiling slightly: "The reason why I failed, and the reason why my ally in the Muggle world, Hitler also failed ...But who knows, before I can think of a reason that can convince myself, this world has restarted a reincarnation, everything has been overthrown and restarted... Although the time of its restart is still After I was thrown into Nurmengard, it didn't have the slightest impact on me, but it gave me a bigger blow..."

"Because that's the reason I'm about to convince myself, with a 'bang'," he exhaled softly, "it burst like a bubble!"

"At the same time, I also joined the starry sky secret meeting created by you, Lord of the Magic Web," he said slowly, his blue eyes staring straight at Su Xuan, deep inside: "To be honest, if it wasn't for me Unable to doubt the memory I have left for myself, I may think that this is a ridiculous and charming deception."

"I've always been so conceited." Gellert said this, and he approached, his voice low and low like a whisper: "If you didn't reveal your true face in this last reincarnation, maybe one time before that , I rushed forward recklessly to see if I could kill you once..."

"In this world, there is something that can really make the other party reveal more hidden secrets..." He laughed wildly: "Aside from the duel between wizards, what other methods can there be?"

"You saved your own life." But Su Xuan ignored his madness, and he said with an almost casual attitude: "If the person who dies in my hands does not have the value I want, then, He will not be resurrected in any subsequent reincarnation."

"However," he lowered his eyes indifferently, and the blue eyes contained a kind of ruthlessness that surpassed everything: "I don't think you will have any dissatisfaction or fear of such an ending."

"Yes," Gellert said with a wild smile, almost in a tone of surprise, "Yes! You really know me!"

"I've always looked at everything I love with great joy!" Gellert laughed heartily, and he stood up: "Even if I die, it's just a new and fantastic adventure!"

"I'm not like my timid younger generation," he squinted at Voldemort, who was staring at him with extremely cold eyes: "Even giving myself a name is 'flying away from death'. The soul is tossing like a torn rag..."

He took a few steps back, and a lingering melancholy suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "I am really happy to meet you today, but unfortunately there is another friend who does not want to meet for the time being, Excuse me for leaving first."

He touched his chest deeply and bent down, he raised his other hand, and snapped his fingers lightly in mid-air, a pure golden rose suddenly appeared between his slender fingers: "This is my Disrespectful little gift."

He did not raise his head, maintaining such a respectful posture, he placed the golden rose on the nearby pear wood round table, and slowly stepped back, his figure gradually disappeared into the air, and left the scene.

Albus Dumbledore finally let out the breath in his chest, he stretched out his hand to stroke his silver-white beard that reached to his waist, and his blue eyes were complicated and inexplicable.

Gellert, like him, is also a member of the secret society that can retain memories, but in these countless reincarnations, he, Albus Dumbledore, has never seen him...