Chapter 1658: ? Deathly Hallows Sign

Grindelwald did not answer directly. He bent down strenuously, took out under a big wooden barrel, and took out a wooden box. Inside were a row of small bottles and a bag of golden hair, which looked like humans. hair.

He took out a bottle, unscrewed it and drank it, then twitched like a sheep had a seizure.

Regarding this, Su Ming just held his arms and watched with cold eyes. Now Grindelwald is absolutely reluctant to die. He is now when he most wants to live. These medicines...

"A potent compound soup potion." The transformed Grindelwald straightened up. He has now returned to his middle-aged appearance, with short blond hair and an evil smile: "In fact, many people don't know this. This kind of potion can also be used in this way. When you save your hair when you are young, you can turn back to the self you were when you were young."

"...I understand that when you were in your twenties, you had long hair with a shawl, but when you were forty, it became a hairy inch. Did you collect all your hair?"

Su Ming vomited, how boring is it to develop this kind of use of compound decoction? Although I have a big plan that spans several decades, it is not for planning such things!

Grindelwald smiled and touched the top of his head very satisfied: "If you want to be in the newspaper, I think I still have to dress up. The Dark Lord can't be a bald old man, right? Those who are not dead are more familiar with my past face. "

"Very well, I think you will have to take a bath and change clothes next, and then find a spare wand?"

Su Ming has no opinion on this. Grindelwald is indeed very smart. If he wants to inspire fear in others, then his most representative appearance at the time is naturally the deep memory of some people.

Grindelwald turned the box in his hand, took out a magic wand from it, touched it a few times, and slowly exhaled:

"I was really prepared. In fact, for so many years I have been fantasizing that one day Albus will come to blow up my prison door, reach out to me, take me to escape here, and leave everything...but I'm afraid what you said is right, I have to fight for it myself."

"Dumbledore wouldn't do this, think about his character." Su Ming leaned on the barrel on one side, which was already empty, and let out a thump: "How wild he was when he was young, now Just how conservative."

Grindelwald looked around for the mirror. He found that he had forgotten to prepare the mirror in the box, so he could only confirm by touching his face with his hand:

"Like you said, but I can be crazy again, but I have to remind you that although my appearance is back to before, my fighting ability is definitely not better than when I was young. We are all old."

"I'll make up for the lack of combat power. This is not a problem, but you should still sign the magic contract first, so that we don't have to be wary of each other." Su Ming watched the young Dark Lord sign his own name. , Immediately turned around and walked up with satisfaction: "If you want to take a bath and change clothes, you'd better hurry up. I think there should be a hidden bathroom in the castle?"

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Grindelwald is always at the forefront of fashion. Compared with Voldemort, he dressed very stylishly in the 1920s.

The self-cultivation coat, bright leather boots, handsome face, and the special charm of both righteousness and evil are all high-class people.

Where's Voldemort? I have been wearing a rag black cloth since 1940, and I have worn it for more than 50 years...

The wizard dressed up very quickly. After a while, Grindelwald walked downstairs, wearing the three-piece suit and overcoat he wore when he bombed New York, and he also wore a black feather scarf.

Although it looks a little enchanting, it's not basic at all, just looks more attractive.

At this time, the death knell was sitting on the throne of corpses smoking a cigarette, and just glanced at the grand appearance of the Dark Lord:

"It looks like you are in a good mood?"

"Maybe, at least I have hope now." Grindelwald drew out his wand and lit the fireplace in the hall, but shook his head: "The Floo network here is blocked. I'm afraid we have to find another way to leave, let alone The anti-phantom shifting curse here, now I am not sure that I can take a person to complete the intercontinental phantom shift."

"No, as long as you don't faint at the speed of light, we will return to New York in a blink of an eye."

Su Ming took off the cloak behind him, and it became a flying carpet again.

Grindelwald squeezed his beard and showed a smile that matched the joke. He sat sideways on the edge of the flying carpet: "Can you go to England first? I need to summon some subordinates."

"This is not World War II. Do you still want to call in the'Daddy's Army'? Those of your followers are probably too old to drink oatmeal." Su Ming let the cloak fly out of the castle gate, and the oncoming cold wind In the middle, you can see the smoke rising from the small town not far away.

"The'saints' who are looking for the Deathly Hallows will not grow old, or the heart will not grow old." Grindelwald raised Erlang's legs, and he was still looking down: "Don't you think that experienced wizards are more powerful? ?"

Su Ming shook his head, but let the cloak fly over the snow-capped mountains and fly towards the northern sea:

"Based on their experience of failure? You just want Dumbledore to know."

"Perhaps, but Newmontgard is about to be transformed into a magical automated prison. In a year, no one will come to find those corpses. If I don't go to London or Paris to launch a sign, who knows I'm going to do something bad? ?"

Grindelwald made a lot of sense. It would be good to give the American magic world a nerve first.

"Okay, but you don't have to call believers. In the future, you and Dumbledore will leave together. If you bring believers, you will be pitted against them. This is a big drama that must fail."

Su Ming only agreed to one of the two requests. After all, if he didn't make any noise, wouldn't his alibi at Ifamoni be lost?

Someone assisted Grindelwald to escape from prison? It wasn't Professor Wilson at Hogwarts anyway, he was at Ifamuni College at the time.

The cloak took the two to London and slowed down a bit, but it only took a few minutes.

After looking at the city that was still raining as always, Grindelwald also looked serious.

"Let's go down and find a corner with no one, I need to prepare a little..." Before Grindelwald had finished speaking, the death knell put him in an alley, a cobbled path, It's pretty charming.

It's just that Su Ming has now completely turned into a dark shadow all over his body, with two white eyes on his face. This is his usual vest. The suspect is "Little Black".

He glanced out of the alley. It was a misty morning with the authentic smell of London smog. People should still have breakfast at home, so there are very few people on the street.

The death knell urged the dark lord who was carrying his hands beside him:

"You chose London because it's always cloudy here, so you can summon Voldebats. This silk-like monster will fly all over the sky and cover the sky of the city, but only wizards can see it."

Grindelwald smiled and turned the wand in his hand and pointed it lightly at the sky. The rain couldn't touch him at all, because the exquisite Dark Lord had already used the iron armor curse to bounce all the raindrops away by silently casting:

"At least it looks better than Voldemort's Dark Devil logo~www.NovelMTL.com~ I heard that it is a skeleton tongue out? What kind of taste does he have?"

After laughing for the second generation, Grindelwald's wand glowed black, and he launched the "Death Sacred Sign" into the sky.

This symbol is made up of the Three Hallows of Death, with wings made up of two G letters on the front and back, and the old magic wand inserted upside down forms the middle bone.

The sign formed by black smoke does not disperse in the air, and with the wind and rain getting bigger and bigger, it seems to have a special attraction for the magical animal like Voldemort, almost in the blink of an eye, countless creatures like gauze from below Flies up from the streets and rises into the sky.

Their soft bodies are tens of meters long, like strips of wide black silk, stretched and swayed in the air.

Darkness fell, and this blood-sucking creature covered the sky. Grindelwald hugged his shoulders tightly, closed his eyes drunkenly, and inhaled hard, as if enjoying the silky smoothness.

In fact, this classic horror scene told every wizard in London who looked up to the sky that the real Dark Lord was back.

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