Chapter 428 Waiting for you to become a companion

Ved saw that Grindelwald seemed to be unable to recover for a while, and his eyes could not help but glance at the door.

No one came in.

Turnaround... Turnaround...

Is the turning point now?

Or take this opportunity to Apparate away directly?

In Grindelwald's current state, there is no way to suddenly interfere with his magic.

Vader pulled out his wand and shook it decisively, and then his face immediately darkened.

The air was like a solid solid, and he felt a strong sense of restraint when he turned in place.

Seeing this, Grindelwald still coughed, but he laughed hoarsely.

Vader: "......!"

He gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the wand was ready to move.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Delain, who was full of cold and blood, strode in. He glanced at Vader, and then came to Grindelwald without hesitation.

"Sir!"

Delain half-knelt down, quickly took out a bottle of light golden potion, and helped Grindelwald drink it.

Grindelwald's condition quickly stabilized, and when he put down his hand, a trace of blood appeared on his palm.

Deleon lowered his head and handed him a handkerchief.

For some reason, even so, Grindelwald was still laughing, and his body was shaking with laughter.

Deleon looked at him worriedly, and glared at Wade again, his eyes were angry, but not hostile.

"Günter..." Grindelwald finally stopped laughing and asked in a low voice: "Did he catch the person?"

Deleon quickly turned around and said: "Yes, sir."

"Bring him here." Grindelwald said.

"Yes, sir."

Deleon lowered his head, stood up, took two steps back, walked out of the room, and when he passed by Wade, he suddenly whispered: "Mr. Grindelwald is in poor health and can't be too excited. Be careful when you speak, and don't make inappropriate jokes with him!"

Wade met his eyes and realized belatedly that Draene seemed to think that he told Grindelwald a shocking joke and made their leader almost laugh to death.

Wade was speechless. Facing this terrible misunderstanding, he didn't know how to refute it.

Delain didn't want to listen to his answer, so he turned around and hurried away.

At this time, Wade felt a gaze. He slowly turned around and saw Grindelwald looking at him with a creepy look.

"Wade Grey."

Grindelwald seemed to be grinding the name with his teeth, looking up and down at Wade, and said slowly again: "Wade Grey..."

He asked: "Did Dumbledore give you a private lesson?"

Wade: "......?"

He blinked and said decisively: "Yes."

Dumbledore certainly gave him lessons, took him to see the lives of two dark lords, and taught him Apparition in person.

- Although Wade felt that Grindelwald's "class" was not what he meant, but... could he deny it at this time?

Definitely not.

Dumbledore was powerful, resourceful, and highly respected. The pot that Wade couldn't bear now, the headmaster could easily bear.

Although the great man's far-sighted strategy was correct, it shouldn't come from a thirteen-year-old boy.

Hearing his answer, Grindelwald was silent for a long time, and then he seemed to talk to himself: "I thought that he had been avoiding reality and the past all these years, hiding in that school as a professor with no desires... I didn't expect..."

Grindelwald looked at Wade with a novel look and murmured: "Yes... He is a professor... He taught a student like you..."

Wade kept silent, only hearing his heart beating violently.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

As if responding to his heartbeat, the door was suddenly knocked, and Wade quickly pulled up his hood, and then Delain brought two other black-robed wizards and walked in with a spell to control three people.

An old man with a dark complexion and a beard; a woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties, still charming, with an elegant and exquisite hairstyle; and a young man, handsome, wearing three or four gem rings on his hands.

They saw who was the leader in the room at a glance, and cast pleading eyes at Grindelwald, as if trying to say something, but their mouths were tightly closed and they couldn't say a word.

Delein leaned over and said, "Sir, they are the person in charge and manager of this place. As for this young man, it is said that he is the son of a Muggle nobleman."

Grindelwald nodded and said, "Antoine."

A black-robed wizard hurried out to salute.

Grindelwald pointed at Wade and said, "Take this kid back first. He will help you with the rest of the work."

"Yes." Antoine Moreau gestured to Wade, put his arm around his shoulders and left.

When he walked out of the room, Wade heard Grindelwald's voice behind him:

"There are also some Muggles with particularly strong wills. In order to avoid wasting time, say hello to them before you use Legilimency."

"Yes." Delain cast the spell without hesitation: "Crucia!"

The Muggle leader in the room howled in pain like a whimper. Even though he endured inhuman pain, he couldn't make a sound.

"Let's go."

Antoine Moreau grabbed Wade's arm, took out something that looked like a lighter from his arms, and pressed it hard.

With a "click", the two disappeared from where they were in an instant!

...

Wade returned to the dark gray castle again.

At this time, the castle looked empty and silent, and Anto Morro appeared on a ring -shaped platform with Vid.

He saw the white snow on the distance, and a brown bear was walking slowly on the edge of the forest.

"Come with me, Vid!" Morla asked him to enter the castle from a small door and asked, "The picture we recorded, do you know how to cut it?"

"Will be a little." Vid said.

"Great!" Moro said happily: "I thought it was tied to an editor from Aslan! This time I saved too much ... dear Hannah, I scissors borrow me!"

While passing by a woman who was holding the basket, Mo Luo suddenly reached out and walked the scissors in the basket, and then said with a smile.

The woman froze for a moment and was angry: "You thief, let me go! My work hasn't been done yet!"

"Sorry, I will use it in a while!"

Moro shouted loudly and pulled Vid to escape quickly.

They ran into a room with large and small flow mirines. The Moro probe looked outside, and when no one was caught up, he quickly closed the door.

He solemnly put the scissors in Virte, and the videos of the videos also put it in the hands of Vid, saying, "Okay, cut it! I have to return it to Hannah after cutting."

Vid looked at him with strange eyes and asked, "Who told you, use scissors with editing videos?"

"Ah? Isn't Muggle making movies like this?"

Moro grabbed his hair and said blankly: "Cut the film with scissors and stick it again ... I used to be curious before, mixed it in secret ... uh ..."

He picked up his mother mirror and said suddenly: "There is no film ... right?"

"Of course not." Vide sighed: "We are wizards, we must use the method of wizard, and you should go back to the scissors of others."

Mo Luo laughed, a little wand, the scissors flew up immediately, and then quickly passed through the window and flew away.

Vid was a little worried that the scissors would become a weapon like this, but it was too late to stop. He shook his head and ordered the mirror with a wand.

In the nearby sub -mirrors, the screen just recorded.

The video starts from the wizards to the base through the door key.

Virtue reviewed this video while teaching Morro's method of editing.

"The spell is actually very simple -would you extract the magic of memory?" Vid asked.

"Of course, I will." Moro said.

"Then this is simple, you have to treat the video as the‘ memory ’of the machine, and then choose the part you need."

Vid said, he gently picked the wand.

At this time, the video was played on the picture of the wizards rushing towards the base. A silver -white mist was picked out by his wand and wrapped around the tip of the staff. It looked very similar to the memory mist.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"It is actually not the same as the film is cut after cutting, but it is more flexible and simpler. But to make the video shock and attractive, it cannot be just a monotonous operation."

"What should I do?" Mo Luo asked for advice.

"First of all, choose a shocking picture ... to use reasonable color matching ... The method and timing of lens switching are very important ..."

Vider operated it, and the mirror screen was suddenly divided into two pieces, and each half was playing a picture.

Mo Luo said in doubt: "So half of them can't distinguish it, right?"

"So in order to see the other half, people will go to see the second or even third." Vid said.

Mo Luo realized it and found that it was so, and he couldn't help but thumbs up.

Vids continued: "Don't be afraid that the audience can't see clearly, sometimes the amount of information on overload will be more attractive ..."

"It is also important to add eye -catching subtitles and title. It can make people immediately understand what you want to express ..."

"The flesh -and -blood scene is more likely to endure black and white ... and this screaming sound will make many people feel uncomfortable and physiological disgust, so it is necessary to replace it with matching music ..."

"I have learned to change the color, but how do I change my voice?" Moro quickly took a note while holding the little book, and hurriedly intervened.

"Just recording it. The original video was spent silent, and then covered with new music."

Vider demonstrated him again.

"Wait, this is over?" Moro said in surprise, "This is too short? Many useful pictures have not been put in! I think ... I think it can be longer! ... Yes? "

Perhaps because Vid's identity was "teacher" at this time, Mo Luo's voice was inexplicable.

Vid shook his head and said, "Do you know what it means to read 15 seconds? It will be dispersed for too long, and the content of the length from 12 seconds to 15 seconds will be easier to impress ..."

"You can divide the videos into a few fragments to deepen memory and attract attention, and then integrate into a complete video of about half an hour, and choose to play before and after dinner."

At this time, the short video has not started in Muggle, but Vide can learn from their successful experience.

After teaching the method of editing, he let Moro operate two videos himself until he completely mastered the method.

Mo Luo looked at his achievements, and suddenly turned to Virty to Vid: "Actually, do you agree with Mr. Greenword's thoughts? Otherwise, you just need to tell me the extraction fragment and integrated spell. so much."

The picture in the mirror is still playing, and the flashing light reflects Vid's face, making his expression show a deep depth that is not consistent with age.

He watched the weird and ulcerated body in the picture, whispered, "I just think that this kind of thing should not happen on this planet ... that's all."

"Really?" If Mo Luo didn't smell it, he said with a smile: "Vid, I waited for you to become our companion ... I don't think it will be too far ..."

"Anto!"

Suddenly, a person broke into the room. He was full of blood, and the cloak was burnt a large piece. He was another mirror in his palm.

"This is just over ... Mr. Grindelwald just took us to break a man's manor! You really should go and see together! The guy built a basement comparable to the palace, closed hundreds of ... …oh!"

He saw Virtue, especially the face that obviously belonged to the minor, and immediately swallowed the remaining words, and almost bit his tongue.

"This ... this is ..."

"Mr. Green's captives and guests." Moro said, taking the mother mirror from his hands and waved his hand: "Okay, give it to me!

"Captive? Guest?"

The witch was rushed out by Moro and limped away.

Nympho

Phoenix, conference room.

"Bang!"

The door of the room was almost bumped out, and the tall figure walked in. It was obviously not injured, but his face looked very pale.

"Dumbledore!"

Kingsley Shakel, this calm and calm Ao Luo, at this time was shocking in the eyes.

Dumbledore quickly stood up and walked towards him, asking, "What happened?"

"Is there a news of Vid?" Lupine asked hurriedly.

"No." Kingsley shook his head, swallowed, and looked at the crowd, "But ... that person has acted ... Grindelwo ..."

Everyone's face changed.

"The Ministry of Magic received the latest news-" Kim Silai continued: "That person attacked five Muggle places within a day, leaving the witch party's mark in the sky with fireworks. And ... and ... In every place, they found out ... discovered ... "

"What did you discover?" Sirius asked impatiently: "Are you suddenly stuttered?"

When Kingsley thought of the scene at the time, he didn't know what language to describe it for a while.

He took a stack of black and white photos from his pocket, pushed forward, and said, "Look yourself ..."

Nympho

Although the lives of the Wesley family are tight, the Wesley couples are not in the type of clothing and shrinking food. On the contrary, they are very good at adding as much fun to life with limited money.

Because of this, in the crowded living room of the bad game, a large place was squeezed out, and the most popular flow mirror in the magic world is placed.

After dinner, Mr. Weasley was still working overtime. Several children in Harry, Michael and Weasley had squeezed on the carpet in front of the flow mirror and sat down. Mrs. Weasley sat on the last sofa and watched "TV" while playing sweaters.

Recently, it is a TV series about aliens and supernatural phenomena. Among them, Muggle's magical brain hole and realistic special effects are enough to make everyone obsessed with it.

Although Michael and others were still worried about Vide, when the tension and mysterious film rang, the two squeezed into the crowd and sat down.

In the picture, the protagonist just grabbed the horse's feet of the alien villain, and the mirror suddenly flashed and became blurred.

"Strange, are you broken?"

Ferd and George's palm were ready to repair, but the picture suddenly recovered.

"What is this?" Ginny asked in surprise.

Everyone looked up and saw that the aliens and the heroine did not know the travele. In the mirror, there were a large group of black wizards. They surrounded a certain building like reporting a funeral bird. open.

Mrs. Weasley's face suddenly became pale!