Chapter 1718: © Manipulator Hermione

Latest website: The heavy rain still didn't mean to stop. The grass under her feet seemed to be soaked in water. Hermione could feel some water in her little boots, and her toes were cold.

Killing...

Her gaze pierced through the light net woven by magic traces, past the broken but still grinning living corpses, and landed on the man in the black robe.

The pale bald head, the noseless face, the snake-like eyes, the elegant, easygoing and fragrant mouth...

"Oh, I can kill this, he is not a human at all."

Hermione was relieved immediately. It was a bit of a resistance just to hear that she wanted to kill herself, but when she looked at the person she was going to kill, the resistance completely disappeared. She also reached out to ask the professor for a Gauss rifle.

The plan works. This is the killing curve that Su Ming arranged for Hermione when she was in the first grade. With the beginning of things today, there will be no psychological burden to kill others in the future.

"Don't worry, I have an appointment with the TV station anchor. You need to promote the killing of Voldemort. I am going to let you graduate from Hogwarts at the end of this semester and go to the International Wizarding Federation for a mixed qualification. You will have a meeting in the future. Dangdang."

"Isn't the current president of Principal Dumbledore?" This Hermione knew that the principal was considered to be the greatest wizard of the century, and he sat in that position as well.

"Lao Deng will retire with Grindelwald soon, and go to a paradise to live the life of a goddess couple. Other things are no longer important." Su Ming waved his hand indifferently and pointed to Grindel next to him. fertile.

The first Dark Lord blinked her eyes at Hermione: "Little girl, don't blame me. It's your professor's idea to hide your identity and teach you magic."

Hermione smiled and shook her head politely: "I guessed it when you revealed your identity. Only he would do such boring things."

"He is too good to you." Grindelwald took out a teapot from his pocket to make tea under the water curse: "If my professor was as good as him back then, I probably too Wouldn't you go down that road?"

"What is the relationship between you and Principal Dumbledore?" Hermione touched her face. She didn't know what happened in the past, and she didn't know why the professor was walking with Grindelwald. She even more. What is interesting is why the two elderly people will retire together.

Is the Dark Lord good or bad?

It had nothing to do with her. She was of Muggle origin, and there were no ancestors in the family who were killed by Grindelwald. The old devil did not like to kill Muggles for fun like Voldemort, and Hermione had no conflict of interest with him.

She only knew that this was the professor's ally, so her position was here, even though the whole world was saying that Grindelwald was a badass, but Hermione only listened to her own professor.

Grindelwald smacked his mouth, and the teapot in his hand shook. He looked up to the distant sky, listening to the screams of the Death Eaters, telling Hermione a past love story.

The two young men met the best people at the best time, from the same-mindedness to the breaking of each other, to regret and helplessness.

Grindelwald had nothing to hide, whether it was his homosexuality or his role as the Dark Lord.

He didn't know if he still had a chance to be forgiven by Albus, but he had to try, then accepting the death knell was the only way. After all, there was no one else in the world who could help him except this person.

As a British, Hermione's attitude towards gays is much more tolerant than Su Ming. Not only did she not dislike the relationship between the two, but also sympathized with their encounters.

It was almost like a magical version of Romeo and Juliet, that ‘good dagger’ almost stuck into the lover’s chest.

Of course, she didn't know how many people her professor killed in order to get Grindelwald out. But she doesn't need to know those details, just know that this is for adult beauty.

"I will also help you persuade the principal." Hermione said to Grindelwald, clenching her small fist very enthusiastically: "Those things in the magical world in the past had nothing to do with him. Just save his sister. Just come back, right?"

I have to say that Hermione's way of thinking has died knell, and she is indifferent to the past wars in the magical world.

Grindelwald smiled slightly and nodded in thanks.

"We all hope for good results. I have been pursuing greater interests all my life, but now I want to switch one back to him."

"Oh......"

Hermione held her hands on her chest, her eyes flickering.

This is so touching, especially the taboo love between the big bad guys and the good guys recognized by the outside world, it's simply amazing.

People say that Grindelwald is a bad person, but Hermione doesn't think he's broken in any way. Not only is he very gentle, he speaks well, and he looks better than Voldemort.

Sure enough, is the public perception wrong again...

Su Ming nodded with satisfaction when she saw that the apprentice was doing well. At least she didn't blindly follow the mainstream view of the world and knew where she stood.

It is true that Grindelwald kills people, saying that he is a devil is not enough, but what does this have to do with the death knell?

Only Grindelwald can handle Dumbledore, and then Su Ming can acquire the three Deathly Hallows more peacefully, and then use the sacred objects to negotiate terms with the world's death to achieve his goal.

"Don't talk about things like hope. It's more reliable to use more brains than that." Su Ming shook his head and raised his chin to beckon them to look at the other side: "If you don't believe me, listen to what this man says, Ambushed Worm, you are What do you think of "hope"?"

The ambush bug, who was coming out of a green iron door that appeared out of thin air, still had a microphone in his hand. When he came up, he faced the endless question of death knell, but he didn't panic at all.

As a TV host with a lot of bullshit, how can he not have the ability to adapt?

This is the new world of people's death knell, just follow his words and it's over.

"Hope is bullshit. It is of no use. Even if it is as powerful as a thinking superman, it is just a tool in the hands of a wise man. There has never been a savior. Human beings still need to save themselves."

After speaking, the green locust winked at the death knell, as if asking himself if he was right.

"Well said." Su Ming threw him a cigarette with satisfaction, and asked him to come to hide under the canopy formed by the cloak: "I still think who will come this time, it turns out it is you, why did you delay it? Long?"

"After all, it is the first time to jump out of the beauty of the multiverse. The four of us wanted to come, so it took some time to make a decision." Ambush Worm rolled up the locust mask on his face a little, stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, and his head Come to borrow fire.

Su Ming took out a lighter to light him, and said in doubt: "I have already notified you, how come you have decided now?"

"Don't mention it, the calendar people proposed to use hemp to decide the candidate in the future. We all agreed. It took 30 laps to decide the winner. The people from Gotham are not easy to deal with." Ambush Worm looked sad. But soon a silly smile appeared again, presumably his winning method was not very glorious.

You can think of this with your toes. After all, the difference between him and Wade is only one green and one red, one is hygienic and the other is not. Ethics is not a problem for them.

The death knell showed an ‘I understand’ smile and patted him on the shoulder: “Smoking a cigarette, drinking some tea, preparing a video backup, we’ll send the victim on the road.”

"This is great~www.NovelMTL.com~ Is that the white bald head over there? You don't even have clothes and you can only wear rags. It's so pitiful, but our audience likes to watch the poor worm die, haha!" Ambushed a cigarette fiercely and nodded very socially: "By the way, can those Mr. Skeletons over there also appear in the photo? I think the undead creatures help the ratings."

The supreme mage nodded easily: "If you want to shoot, shoot, after all, are you professional in live broadcasting? But in this case, I still need someone who has been processed by technical means. No undead creatures appear, making my apprentice look very bright and upright. Version....... Used in this world, do you know what I mean?"

The Ambush Worm made an OK gesture, which is just a piece of cake for Channel 52. In the past, they have experienced countless major events, and this is the first time that they have a sense of reality to participate in it personally, or outside the multiverse. ,Great!

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with cooperating with Death Knell. Today is really a day worth remembering.

He looked down at his footprints on the rotten grass under his feet. This was a small step for himself and a big step for the entire DC universe.

It's ironic that Luther's kind of people have been pursuing the goal that he has achieved by a news anchor.