Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 425
After Delian sent Vader back to his room, he returned to the study and saw Grindelwald sitting on a chair, flipping through a pile of information.
He knew that those were all the information about Vader Gray collected by his subordinates, including not only his grades at Hogwarts, his cooperation with Aslan’s Magic Workshop, the evaluations of professors and students, and even his Muggle experience. Homework in primary school includes social research and writing, etc.
“Sir.” Delaine bowed.
“Sent him back?” Grindelwald asked.
“Yes.” Delane said: “Mr. Wovelet has been waiting at the door. He cares about the child very much.”
Grindelwald glanced at him: “Delane, what are you worried about?”
Delaine hesitated and said: “Wade Gray is Dumbledore’s man after all… Will it shake his will if he has been in contact with Wovilet for a long time? After all, he is addicted to alchemy and has more ideas… purely.”
Grindelwald smiled.
“Wovilet is over a hundred years old and is not easily shaken. His betrayal of me is tantamount to betraying his entire life.”
“On the other hand, Wade Gray…although he is young, he will not blindly follow someone. He has his own ideas and will independently judge right and wrong, and then determine his own position.”
He pulled out a social research assignment from the numerous materials, pushed it forward, and said, “Look, this is something he wrote when he was nine years old.”
Delaine took a step forward, picked it up with both hands, read it quickly, and raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression.
This is a research assignment about hot social news. Wade Gray chose the topic “Abolition of the Death Penalty”, which is very unsuitable for primary school students.
Many countries in Europe, such as Austria and Germany, have abolished the death penalty. The UK has also been hotly discussing this topic in recent years. Although there is no legislation yet, overall they tend to agree on the abolition of capital punishment.
The magical world has been opposed to killing and death since earlier. Of course, this is related to the protection of souls by wizards. Thanks to this, Grindelwald was arrested several times but was never executed. After escaping from prison, he was still able to make a comeback.
However, nine-year-old Wade Gray vaguely expressed his opposition during his homework. At the end of his research assignment, he wrote:
[The premise for the protection of the individual’s right to life is to respect and not illegally deprive innocent people of their right to life. If this premise is violated, I believe that only the deceased has the right to decide whether to forgive and whether to give the offender a chance to correct. 】
Delane said in surprise: “Does he mean…that criminals should go to hell to seek forgiveness from their victims?”
Grindelwald laughed.
“Isn’t it interesting? In such an incompetent family, in a weak and vulgar Muggle society, a child with such unique ideas was raised!”
He asked Delaine with a smile: “Do you still think that he is completely Dumbledore’s person?”
Delian thought for a while, shook his head, put down the paper gently, and said nothing.
“Dumbledore failed to prevent Tom Riddle from becoming Voldemort, nor did he kill that little bastard early on. Now he has raised an even more terrifying one… and he still hasn’t discovered it.”
Grindelwald said sarcastically, suddenly frowning, and after a while he said: “You said… is it because this child is particularly good at acting and disguising himself, or because Dumbledore’s old eyesight is too dim to see people clearly?”
Delaine thought for a while and said cautiously: “Maybe Dumbledore is just waiting…waiting to subtly let this child be bound by morality and understand…understand the true meaning of love.”
He said silently, holding back the goosebumps that appeared on his arms.
Grindelwald sneered.
“Don’t be brainwashed by his high-sounding words! Dumbledore doesn’t know what love is at all! He is colder than anyone you have ever seen!”
Grindelwald was a little angry. He looked at Vader’s childish photo on a document, suddenly understood something, and murmured:
“Maybe he knows it in his heart… He also wants to change, but he can’t do it himself… His hands and feet are tied, so he puts his hope in others… It used to be me, now it’s this child…”
“Dumbledore is so smart, so smart that he can always see clearly the dark parts of other people’s hearts, but he can turn a blind eye for his own purposes… He was originally my original supporter, if not back then…”
Grindelwald had become accustomed to talking to himself in prison. At this time, he fell into some kind of memory, and his voice gradually became too small to be heard.
Delian took the initiative to block the sound and quietly exited the room.
Then he grabbed a passing subordinate and said, “Change that cloak and give one to Wade Gray tomorrow morning.”
The subordinate was a little surprised: “Didn’t you say before that you would take the opportunity to record some scenes and use them as a handle to control him in the future? We have prepared the footage of the video.”
Delaine shook his head and said: “Anyone can use Polyjuice Potion to become like him. This kind of video is of little use. Unless the British Ministry of Magic is determined to deal with him or Dumbledore, this kind of video will be useful.” And…”
And their leader should have other plans for the child, not simply control or use him.
If some sneaky tactics are used at this time, not to mention what Wade Gray will think, Grindelwald might be very angry.
Delaine paused and did not continue. He just followed his intuition and said, “Don’t ask any more questions. Just prepare as I told you.”
…
After bidding farewell to the overly worried Wowilet, Wade returned to his bedroom, looked at the waning moon in the sky through the narrow window, then sat at the table and poured himself a cup of black tea.
The service providers in this place should also be house elves, but Wade had never seen them. They were not considerate enough to prepare hot water for him every day. If he wanted to drink something hot at night, the only option was black tea.
But… black tea was better.
Wade slowly drank the black tea, leaving a small amount of tea to shake slowly, then turned the teacup upside down, watching the remaining tea flow, and gently tapped the bottom of the cup with his fingers, letting the tea leaves fall with it.
After a while, Wade picked up the teacup, turned the cup holder, and observed the pattern on it.
Door: A turnaround is coming.
Box: A gift is on the way.
Envelope: You will receive a long-awaited letter or item.
Rake: The crossroads of fate.
The tea leaves, which looked nothing special and gathered into a small pile, would present a special pattern in his eyes every time they were turned in a certain direction.
Everything else is good news, but…
The crossroads of fate?
Will he face a very important choice? What will happen if he makes the wrong choice?
Weider frowned and thought for a while, then put the teacup back on, washed up and went to bed.
After lying on the bed, he was troubled for a while and decided to give up thinking about this problem.
Before the choice came, he didn’t even know what to choose, and thinking more would only add to his troubles and would not help at all.
“That’s why I don’t like divination…”
Weider muttered in his heart, pulled the quilt to his chin, and closed his eyes.
Turning point…gift…
In short, there are more good news, right?
…
Late at night, a house elf appeared silently in the bedroom.
He used a little magic to completely block his voice and cleaned the room quietly. Seeing the teacup on the upside-down table, the house elf was stunned, and then took it away as it was.
A minute later, the tea tray and teacup appeared in front of Delain.
“Tea leaf divination?” Delain’s companion said in surprise: “He still believes in this? Is he a little charlatan?”
“Wait, I remember he should have done very well in divination class.”
Delain flipped through Wade’s information and saw the comments Trelawney usually gave.
Unlike his classmates, Wade did not make up his own fancy death, but Trelawney still gave him the evaluation of “very talented”.
“It seems that he is very good at this…” Delain opened the teacup and asked the house elf at the same time: “You didn’t mess up the tea leaves inside?”
“No.” The house elf lowered his head and whispered: “Bibiqi was very careful, he didn’t shake it or touch it.”
“Hmm.” Delain lowered his head and looked at the shape of the tea leaves: “Rectangular?”
“Wait, let me check it!”
The companion flipped out a divination book, searched for a while, and then said: “Hmm… Rectangle, symbolizes a break…”
“We are not companions with him, nor can we say that we have broken up.” Delain pondered: “So it is… a break with his former companions?”
He thought this was a good sign.
The companion turned the teacup and continued to flip through the book.
No mistake, one sentence, one content, one book, one bar!
“This is a bit like a thicker cross, symbolizing attack… We are indeed preparing for an attack; then there is a comb, which means to improve the appearance-I heard that you asked someone to prepare a cloak for him?”
Delain nodded.
“That makes sense!” The companion’s confidence increased, and he continued to turn the teacup: “This… is like a fence, which is a temporary restriction. He is indeed restricted by us now…”
The following three interpretations can all match their current situation, making the first interpretation more credible.
Breakup…
Will Wade Grey break up with Dumbledore?
——If Mr. Grindelwald knew, he would be happy, right?
Deleon thought.
His companion shook the tea tray to look at the tea leaves inside, and said in surprise: “It turns out that tea divination is really accurate? Why didn’t I find this when I was in school…”
“Don’t play.” Deleon took the tea tray from him and handed it to the house elf, saying: “There are two more people to be interrogated tonight. Hurry up and finish the work before twelve o’clock.”
“Got it!” The companion said casually.
The house elf Bibiqi shuddered silently and disappeared from the spot holding the teacup.
…
“Hua——”
A stream of steaming water poured into the cup, making the curled tea leaves expand.
Ryan Troka watched his nephew diligently pour tea for the little girl, and the friend he brought with him watering the flowers by the windowsill with tears in his eyes, and felt very strange.
“Why don’t you have breakfast?” Ryan asked.
“I… I’m not hungry, Uncle Ryan.” Gar forced a smile and said, “I’ll eat later.”
“Okay…” Ryan Troka turned to another person and said, “Don’t be busy, Mr. Lockhart, please sit down and rest for a while?”
“No, no!” Lockhart waved his hand with a twisted expression and said, “I like to stand, I am willing to stand.”
Ryan Troka felt that the two of them were weird today, but they usually acted like they had a lot of secrets, and Ryan Troka habitually didn’t ask.
When your children are older, let them go when it’s time to let them go. What if you take care of them too much and they are mistakenly thought that you don’t welcome them to live in your home?
Trocca asked Mabel again: “Have your parents been contacted?”
Mabel put down her fork and shook her head sadly.
Trocca hurriedly comforted him: “Don’t worry, maybe it’s too far away and the owl hasn’t flown yet… Anyway, you can stay at my house until they come to pick you up.”
“Thank you, Mr. Trocca.” Maybelle whispered her thanks.
Seeing her look like a scared little girl, Lockhart couldn’t help showing a toothache expression.
Last night, they tried to sneak up on Maybelle while she was sleeping to at least control this dangerous child, but they were almost strangled!
When Mabel fell asleep, the black monster on her body did not fall asleep with her. This was something Lockhart and Lockhart did not expect at all.
Then Lockhart changed his mind and wanted to escape from the house. When he ran to the gate, the black mist caught his ankle and dragged him backwards!
Lockhart never wanted to recall the bumps and tumbles along the way. In short, even if he drank the potion, his tailbone still hurt so much that he couldn’t sit down today.
Lockhart burst into tears.
——How can a person be so unlucky?
Could it be that the fans who were deceived by him are cursing him together?
…
After breakfast, Trocca hurried back to the study to prepare lessons. He has seven entire grades of curriculum to sort out, which is a lot of work. Trocca almost lives in the study these days.
As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly changed.
Mabel’s face sank, and wisps of black mist appeared on her body. Lockhart and Garr almost knelt down in front of her.
“It doesn’t have to be like this.” Mabel was tired of their trembling looks and said, “As long as you keep your promise, I won’t hurt you.”
Gal said with an apologetic smile: “Yes, yes, yes.” while rolling his eyes in his mind.
That’s not what Mabel said when the black mist rope threw him off the roof last night!
Fortunately, vampires have tenacious vitality and Gall can still turn into a bat, otherwise he would be even worse than Lockhart today.
Of course, Gal observed Mabel’s expression and found that she indeed did not remember that experience, and felt relieved.
The Obscurus and the Obscurus are indeed not one and the same… But the Obscurus is so terrifying. The three people in this house combined are no match for that guy…
“Why haven’t I received a reply yet?” Maybelle frowned and asked, “Can an owl really deliver a package? Are you lying to me?”
“Don’t dare.” Gal humbly found an excuse for Wade Gray who didn’t reply: “Maybe… maybe he received too many Christmas gifts… maybe he went abroad during the holidays. , The owl hasn’t found anyone yet!”
Mabel accepted the latter statement and sighed: “Probably he went abroad… I hope he can come back soon.”
She looked out the window unconsciously, hoping to see a long-distance owl, but instead she saw a ball of sparks streaking across the sky.
“What’s that?” Mabel asked.
Lockhart glanced at it and guessed casually: “Fireworks?”
“Bang.”
The firebird landed on the window sill, smoke rising, and its thin claws left several burnt marks.
It tilted its head and looked at the people in the room.
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