Chapter 227 The Dark Lord who refuses to admit his guilt

At the entrance of the library, two house elves stood hand in hand in front of Grindelwald. They told the old wizard in front of them with very firm eyes that they would resolutely carry out their master's orders and would never let the wizard in front of them leave the library.

The elves' obstruction made Grindelwald extremely dissatisfied. He glared at them fiercely and threatened: "You humble little things, get out of my way!"

"No, absolutely not! We must obey the master's instructions." The elf Chacha stared at the old wizard firmly without flinching.

It has strange brown hair, which is why Roger gave it a new name.

Chacha was bought by Bo Jin from Hong Kong for Rogge. It previously belonged to a British wizard who lived there. Not only does it master the art of tea, but it can also make some authentic Cantonese dishes. Among the elves in the manor, Chacha is Roger's favorite after Bubble.

Chacha pulled Beibei, and the two elves blocked the door: "Master has ordered that you cannot leave the library!"

"Hmph, you two little things, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?" Grindelwald lamented in his heart. It seems that the intimidation of the Dark Lord has really disappeared, and even the two elves dared to stop him.

Upon hearing Grindelwald's threat, Chacha and Beibei looked at each other and said in unison: "It's useless to kill us, we only listen to the master!"

"It is our greatest honor to be able to offer our lives to our master!"

"Damn it, damn it!" Grindelwald couldn't help but go crazy when faced with two incompetent elves.

"Where's the white-haired elf? Let it come to me immediately!"

"Bubble has gone to find his master." Chacha responded loudly to Grindelwald.

"Rogge? Humph!" Grindelwald muttered resentfully.

At this moment, another magical wave of transformation and manifestation came from the backyard. Grindelwald looked over there, wondering which wizard was visiting.

During this time, Mr. Newt invited many scholars to observe Gold Snitch. They gathered in the glass pyramid to conduct in-depth research on this once-lost magical animal. Coupled with the Daily Prophet's hype, all wizards are discussing them, and Gold Snidget has become the hottest topic nowadays.

Grindelwald never cared about the purpose of those wizards. He just wanted to see the pyramid in the backyard and make some friends by the way, so as to have a comprehensive understanding of the current situation in the wizarding world.

"Wizard Green, don't you want to study Horcruxes?" Rogge hurried back to the manor and stared at Grindelwald, "We agreed that you can only do activities in the library."

"Hmph, Horcruxes are not complicated things. Apart from being unable to practice, there is nothing else to study." Grindelwald said disdainfully, holding a cane in one hand and throwing a manuscript over with the other. .

Rogge quickly took it, and it turned out to be Grindelwald's memoirs: "Be careful, this is your borrowing fee."

"Heh." Grindelwald sneered and pointed in the direction of the pyramid with his crutch: "What's going on over there?"

"Oh, the Breeding of Magical Creatures."

"Breeding center?" Grindelwald pretended to be disbelieving and questioned: "During this period, I have felt the apparition no less than 10 times. What are they studying? Kirin?"

"Tsk, how could it be Qilin?" Rogge shook his head, "Our principal is in such good health, and we don't need to elect a new president of the federation, why use Qilin?"

"You said that, didn't you curse our principal?"

Grindelwald heard Rogge's counterattack and glared at him: "Then what are you doing? A secret gathering? Preparing to overthrow the current order of the wizarding world?"

"If you tell me, I can help you." His tone revealed confidence, as if organizing a coup was easy for him.

"I think you are very talented, a talent for coup. At such a young age, you already know how to make friends with well-known wizards in the magic world."

"A well-known wizard? Why do you see him?"

"Being able to master Apparition and Apparition is already a backbone in the magic world."

"Mr. Grindelwald, you are really overthinking. That is the breeding base built by Mr. Newt for the Golden Snidget. We are doing our best to protect this magical creature."

"Golden Snidget? That weird golden bird? What can it protect?" Grindelwald disagreed, "If it's gone, it's gone, and it won't affect the overall situation."

"Chacha, go get the nearest copy of the Daily Prophet for Mr. Green." Rogge ordered.

Grindelwald flipped through the latest newspaper and kept nodding: "The article is very provocative. This reporter named Rita is very suitable to join the coup team."

"I said, can we not mention the word coup? You have only been out for a few days, and you haven't gone to Hogwarts yet. Or do you miss Austria?"

"Is there any difference between here and Nurmengard?" Grindelwald pointed at the elf in front of him, "I'm not allowed to go anywhere. It's like going to jail."

"Hey, how can you not admit it?" Rogge's face was full of black lines, and he knew he couldn't trust the Dark Lord's bottom line.

This guy must be harboring evil thoughts and will regret what he promised.

"Acknowledge? Didn't I give you the loan fee I owed you?" Grindelwald pointed at the manuscript in Rogge's arms.

"Where are the three chapters of the agreement?"

"What three chapters? I've never heard of it." Grindelwald looked at Rogge with a smile, letting the young man in front of him see what it means to be evil in people's hearts.

"There is no magical contract between us. In other words, I am free and can go wherever I want." Grindelwald knocked the elf blocking the way and walked out of the library to enjoy the bright sunshine.

Rogge looked at the old wizard's expression. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and asked, "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Although your name as the Dark Lord is no longer resounding, I have never doubted your strength. Chacha and Beibei will never stop you. If you want to see Newt, no one can stop you. The reason why you passed them Call me here, there must be something else."

Grindelwald was struck by what he said, and smiled and said, "Smart young man. Come, come and walk with me, an old man!"

Grindelwald leaned on crutches and enjoyed the breeze blowing from the artificial lake. He sat leisurely on the recliner and said leisurely: "How many Horcruxes do you think a wizard can split?"

"Maybe one, maybe many. No one knows for sure."

"Yes, but the wizard must ensure the limited integrity of the soul."

"Finite completeness?"

"When he cuts off his soul, the remaining soul must be able to support him in continuing to live. Otherwise, it is suicide.

Although black magic always has a destructive tendency, smart dark wizards only absorb the power of black magic without actually destroying themselves. "

Rogge listened quietly and did not answer.

"I need one of Voldemort's Horcruxes." Grindelwald said bluntly.

Rogge immediately denied: "No..."

"Listen to me first." Grindelwald comforted the impatient little wizard next to him.

"No matter how the souls are divided, they are all connected to each other. I only need one of them to find other Horcruxes through him."

Rogge looked at Grindelwald and understood that he had studied Horcruxes very thoroughly and was worthy of being the Dark Lord.

"Why do you think I know where the Horcruxes are?"

"Because I can see." Grindelwald said with a smile, "I saw what you said to the goblin in Gringotts, and he took you to the underground vault."

Hearing Grindelwald say this, Rogge couldn't help but frown.

"Don't look at me like that, magic is always magical."

"I hate prophecies." Rogge said dissatisfied.

"Haha, I hate prophecies too, because they always happen." Grindelwald's tone was a little sad, as if he had already made some kind of decision.

Rogge hesitated for a moment, but still told Grindelwald about the Horcrux: "Well, it is the treasury of an ancient wizard family. The witch who controls it was once Voldemort's confidant, the kind who took out the heart and lungs."

"Like a diary?" Grindelwald laughed sarcastically, "How stupid! Give your Horcrux to your subordinates for safekeeping. What kind of fool can do this."

"By idiot you mean Voldemort?"

"That's right. As the Dark Lord, you can't trust anyone. Even the most loyal house elf may betray his master." Grindelwald meant something, reminding Rogge of Dobby subconsciously.

He looked at Rogge with a deep look, as if he was using his own experience to warn him: "Be especially careful with witches. They are too emotional and always complain because of betrayal in their emotions."

Apparently, Grindelwald recalled some unpleasant experiences. Even though he accepted the fate of failure, he still held grudges against a certain former subordinate.

"Don't look at me, I'm a good wizard and never do bad things." Rogge looked at him dissatisfied and assured the air loudly.

"Oh, there are no good or bad wizards, only strong and weak. When you stand on the mainstream side of the magical world, you are a white wizard. On the contrary, you are a dark wizard." Grindelwald corrected.

He asked curiously: "Roger, what is your ideal magical world like?"