Chapter 554 Zhou Hong’s Warning

"ha!"

As Mike shouted loudly, a strange purple light flashed on the elder wand in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the cursed flames around Mike, with the blessing of the elder wand, pressed towards the darkness in front of Mike with the force of thunder!

Seeing this, the bitterness in Grindelwald's smile became even more intense.

Although this Mike Townley had just been promoted to legend not long ago, the ability to awaken was too difficult. Coupled with the blessing of the elder wand, the opponent's strength seemed a bit outrageous.

If he still retains the fighting power of his heyday, he can resolve this kind of battle with just a wave of his hand, but now, if he doesn't run away, he may be left here forever.

And now he finally understood that the reason why Dumbledore advised him not to cause trouble with Mike Townley was not because he was afraid that he would kill Dumbledore's own successor, but because he was afraid that he would die at the hands of Mike Townley. superior.

But the bitter smile was a bitter smile, but Grindelwald didn't have a trace of regret in his heart, and he had no idea of ​​​​escape.

As he said before, he is Grindelwald!

The most powerful dark wizard in modern times!

Either you will die today or the other party will die!

There is no second possibility!

Thinking of this, Grindelwald's eyes became firm again, and the strange black substance like sludge around him became boiling as if aware of his master's thoughts.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how strong the will to fight is, it will be useless.

Mike's cursed flames were so strong after being blessed by the elder wand that Grindelwald's explosion only slightly slowed down the speed at which the black sludge was burned by the flames, and did not change anything at all.

In the end, as the last ball of black sludge was slowly burned away, only the beautiful cursed fire that was between illusion and reality was left in this world.

In the flames, Grindelwald was still making his final resistance.

Large jets of black mist continuously sprayed out from its mouth, lingering around it to resist the erosion of the flames.

But this is just useless work.

"Expelliarmus."

The red light flashed past, easily penetrating the black fog shield, knocking Grindelwald's wand away, falling into the flames and instantly turning into a ball of ashes.

Without the wand, Grindelwald also lost his last capital. The flames of the curse burned away the black mist in the blink of an eye and enveloped Grindelwald's whole body.

But at the next moment, all the flames disappeared, revealing the flat ground buried under the flames that had been burned into crystals by the flames.

Looking at Grindelwald, whose body was charred and still twitching in the distance, Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know how to leave this secret realm. If the other party wanted to die with him, he could set an anti-Apparition spell in this secret realm and that would be the end of it.

Therefore, Grindelwald cannot die. If he wants to die, he has to wait until his interrogation is over.

With this in mind, Mike slowly walked towards Grindelwald with his wand in hand.

The tough leather soles made a crunching sound as they stepped on the crystals that were still hot and emitting colorful light.

This sound also attracted the attention of Grindelwald, who was struggling and twitching.

He raised his head with difficulty and saw the dark black shoes with some glass shards on the bottom appearing in front of him.

Almost instinctively, Grindelwald opened his mouth and bit the calves.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound of flesh hitting flesh suddenly came to mind.

Mike frowned and looked at Grindelwald who was kicked a few meters away by him but was still struggling to crawl over and said:

"Why are you doing this? Wouldn't it be better to hand over the key to the secret realm and welcome death happily? I didn't want to humiliate you."

Grindelwald did not reply, but continued to crawl towards Mike with a ferocious expression.

Seeing this, Mike sighed and hesitated for a moment before saying:

"I will bury you next to Dumbledore."

As soon as these words came out, the air around him stagnated. Grindelwald stared at Mike blankly. It wasn't until Mike nodded to him again that he laughed loudly and pointed at the strapless waistband. Hen stretched out the spell bag, then lay on his back on the ground, giving up resistance.

"Avada Kedavra."

A green band of light slowly wrapped around Grindelwald's body.

This was Mac's last act of respect for him - giving him a death exactly like Dumbledore's.

After Grindelwald completely lost his life, Mike stepped forward and picked up the traceless stretch bag.

There weren't many things in the pocket, just a German-style flint lighter, some tattered garbage, and a dark gemstone.

There wasn't even a change of clothes inside, which shows how anxious Grindelwald was when he set off.

The lighter is obviously the key to the secret realm, and the black gem is the resurrection stone.

This discovery made Mike frown.

You must know that the Resurrection Stone has always been kept in Dumbledore's hands.

So did Dumbledore give it to Grindelwald, or did Grindelwald steal it because he missed Dumbledore too much?

If it's the latter, it's easier to say something, but if it's the former.

Then Dumbledore's meaning is obvious.

He doesn't want the Resurrection Stone to fall into other people's hands, and it can also be understood that he doesn't want others, especially Mike, to collect all the Deathly Hallows.

After all, it is now easy for Mike to collect the Three Deathly Hallows.

With deep doubts, Mike held Grindelwald's body and struck the lighter in his hand.

I saw a flash of flame on the lighter, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. By the time Mike reacted, he had already returned to Dumbledore's tombstone.

Looking at the Resurrection Stone in his hand, Mike finally shook his head and put it away.

He is a man of his word, and the matter of the Resurrection Stone can be mentioned later, but Grindelwald cannot be careless about his posthumous affairs.

I saw a slight swing of the elder wand in his hand, and an open space next to Dumbledore's grave suddenly shook.

Large chunks of soil and rocks were excavated by an invisible giant hand, and were repeatedly kneaded, broken down, and reorganized in the air, and finally turned into pieces of pitch black marble and piled next to them.

After that, Mike officially started building the tomb.

However, he obviously did not have the talent for architecture. Even though there was a ready-made model nearby for reference, Mike still worked for several hours before burying Grindelwald.

Moreover, this was still under the condition that Mike followed Grindelwald's last wish and did not erect a tombstone for him.

Fortunately, Mike finally finished it.

At this time, the sky had turned white, and a bright but not dazzling sunlight shone down, shining on the two tombs, one black and one white.

Mike stood expressionlessly in front of the two tombs, and after a long time he bowed deeply.

He bent very low and bowed for a very long time, so that when he straightened up again, his energy and blood were not flowing smoothly, and his vision suddenly went dark.

Mike hurriedly stabilized his body, but when he looked towards the grave, he was suddenly stunned.

Perhaps it was the lack of energy and blood that caused Mike to hallucinate. He actually saw two tall and handsome teenagers, side by side, talking and laughing, facing the golden sunshine and walking slowly towards the rising sun. go.

Their laughter could still be vaguely heard in the air.

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"Mike! Are you in any danger?"

In the secret area of ​​the Freemasonry, Penello was looking at Mike anxiously, while his hands kept moving around Mike's body, checking his physical condition.

Mike, on the other hand, looked helpless.

Penello was too keen. She had already sorted it out before she came back, but she still found traces of the battle on her body.

Thinking about it carefully, my wife seemed to be like this in her previous life.

So, this is a natural ability of women?

Shaking his head, Mike said helplessly:

"I'm not hurt."

"Then how did you get the marks on your clothes?"

"I met an old man on the road and I had a fight with him and that's what happened."

Hearing this, Penello suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Hong, who was watching the show. The latter trembled when he saw this, and then nodded quickly.

Penello was relieved when he saw this, rolled his eyes at Mike and said:

"You can't do those dangerous things again in the future. I don't want to lose you."

Mike felt a little funny. Before he was promoted to legend, Zhou Hong could not see through his mind. Now that he was a legend, Penello was still relying on Zhou Hong to tell whether he was lying.

But if you think about it carefully, Penello is not that stupid. What she did was just to give both parties a step down.

Thinking of this, Mike felt a little moved. He hugged Penello and kissed her, and then said seriously:

"I promise you, you won't lose me."

"Um!"

Penello responded softly, and then his body softened in Mike's arms, looking at Mike with a flushed face.

Zhou Hong was watching with interest when suddenly a pair of big hands covered his eyes from behind, and at the same time Victor's voice rang out.

"Children will get needle eyes after seeing something like this."

"let me go!"

Zhou Hong roared angrily, and a pair of purple-red light wings suddenly rose from his back, helping him escape from Victor's clutches.

Unfortunately, when he looked towards Mike again, he found that the two of them had already arranged their clothes, and looked here helplessly.

"Tsk!"

Zhou Hong smacked his lips, gritted his teeth with some dissatisfaction and glared at Victor who had ruined his good deeds.

But the latter ignored him. At this moment, Victor was looking at Mike expectantly, rubbing his hands and saying flatteringly:

"Boss, hey hey hey, did you bring back any of your inner...things when you went to Hogwarts this time?"

Looking at Victor and Zhou Hong who looked mean in front of him, Mike couldn't help but feel angry.

The boss is getting ready to do something here. Why are the two employees so indifferent?

Shaking his head dissatisfied, Mike threw the resurrection stone and said:

"Get the things and get out of here! Zhou Hong, why are you laughing? Get out of here too!"

Zhou Hong, who originally had a gloating smile on his face, stopped smiling immediately, but did not leave as he was told. Instead, he looked at Victor curiously.

As for Victor, he hurriedly took the Resurrection Stone in his hand. He first wiped it with his sleeve. After seeing clearly the marks of the Three Deathly Hallows on it, he held it in his hand and turned it with gleaming eyes. Down.

"call!"

A cloud of light gray smoke suddenly rose from the Resurrection Stone and slowly gathered in mid-air to form a figure.

The figure slowly solidified again, and finally turned into a girl with two tiger fangs.

The moment he saw the girl, Victor's eyes suddenly flashed with sadness, but then he returned to his previous mean look and said flatteringly:

"thank you boss!"

After saying that, Victor turned around and ran away.

But halfway through, he turned back and stretched out his hand expectantly.

"What's one more thing?"

Mike curled his lips and said angrily:

"talk about it later!"

"Okay! Boss, you are lucky! Boss, please do your work first!"

After saying that, Victor finally left.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief, but when he was about to continue to 'work', he saw that Zhou Hong hadn't left yet, and his face was pale, his eyes were protruding, and he looked like he was surprised.

He couldn't help but frown and asked:

"Zhou Hong, what's wrong with you?"

"Just... what you gave him just now was... the Deathly Hallows?"

Zhou Hong looked frightened and said intermittently.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Zhou Hong screamed, "Mike, you absolutely can't let Victor continue his research, and you can't collect all the Deathly Hallows!"

Mike and Penello looked at each other, confusion on their faces.

They had never seen the child Zhou Hong so excited.

Suddenly, Mike thought of a possibility.

Perhaps Zhou Hong also saw the flash of sadness on Victor's face before, and was worried that Victor was just using Mike to see or resurrect someone he valued, so he was so anxious.

Thinking so, a smile appeared on Mike's face and he comforted:

"I understand what you mean, don't worry, Victor..."

"No! You don't understand at all!" Zhou Hong interrupted Mike and roared hysterically, "Absolutely! We must not let the three holy weapons of death gather together! Otherwise, very bad things will happen! Ancient God! The ancient gods will...will..."

Halfway through speaking, Zhou Hong's body suddenly began to tremble violently, and his mouth kept opening and closing, but nothing could be said.

It was as if there was a mysterious force preventing him from telling the truth!

Seeing this, Mike finally became serious. He narrowed his eyes and slowly walked to Zhou Hong's side, patted his back and said:

"Take your time and tell me carefully, what is that ancient god?"