Christmas.

Among the families in the city of London.

Every family seemed to have received a gift from Santa.

Their family tables were all placed with a package with gifts from Santa, which surprised the Muggles.

Every Muggle was holding a thick book in surprise and pointed at the contents of the book with the people next to them, as if they were very curious about the contents of the book.

"Like a movie?"

“Can a piece of paper be like a TV?”

"Is this magic? Is this writer named Gidro Lohart a wizard? Does a wizard really exist?"

"It must exist!"

These people are ordinary muggles.

Most people in London have only heard of legends of magic and have never seen magic actually appear by their side. No one would have thought that they would receive gifts from the magic world on Christmas Day.

All of London…

For the first time, I truly saw the existence of magic.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be hidden from the eyes of the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Ministry of Magic is in London, and groups of Aurors have to come forward to confiscate these magic and use the forgetting spell to eliminate the citizens' memories of magic.

"Who did this?"

The current Minister of Magic Amelia Bones looked at the group of Ministry of Magic officials in front of him with an unhappy face: "One Christmas night, the whole of London spreads all over England now spreads magic!"

"I haven't found it yet..."

Old Batty Crouch, the director of the Legal Enforcement Department, threw a thick stack of magic books on his desk and whispered: "But all the magic books seized are written by Gidro Lohart, and the suspicion is the greatest..."

"Then check it."

Amelia Bones looked up at Old Batty Crouch, and when she nodded and turned around and left, she seemed to think of something and suddenly said, "Wait, I remember Girold Lohart..."

Old Barty Crouch quickly resumed the conversation and said unintentionally: "He is the teacher of the Dark Magic Defense Class of Hogwarts this semester. We should probably meet Dumbledore first..."

Amelia Bones hesitated for a second, and his eyes suddenly became a little serious: "Mr. Crouch, let the Aurors block Hogwarts first, search for evidence of whether Gidro Lockhart was involved in this Christmas event, and then go to see Dumbledore..."

"besides…"

"Mr. Crouch..."

Amelia Bones looked at Old Batty Crouch and continued: "This is for you to deal with, and I will recover all the leaked magic books as soon as possible. I will go to the International Wizards Federation to explain the leaked incident of the wizards and the magic world..."

"yes."

Old Batty Crouch nodded slowly.

Fortunately, the accident is still in the UK, which is considered to be preventable and controllable for the Ministry of Magic. They also have some experience in dealing with Muggle memories on a large scale.

It's just a little troublesome.

Just as the Ministry of Magic was in trouble for this Christmas event, the atmosphere in the principal's office of Hogwarts seemed calm and peaceful.

Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald were sitting in the office drinking black tea. Albus Dumbledore next to him looked at Grindelwald with anger. Ariana Dumbledore's soul floated carefree beside his brother...

to be honest…

Surrounded by a group of Dumbledores, especially under the gaze of his old enemy Abuforth, Grindelwald was able to sit down and drink tea, which was really too strong...

It's not that Abuforth hated Grindelwald.

Because his illegitimate son Credent and his sister Ariana died by accident under the crisis caused by Grindelwald, whenever the family reunites on Christmas, it is also when Albuforth hates Grindelwald the most...

"What are you doing!"

Abufors snorted coldly, clenched his crutch, looking as if he wanted to pick up his crutch and smash Grindelwald's head.

"Saturday with you..."

Grindelwald took a sip of tea slowly, and even teased Arianna's soul with interest, without any awareness of being a murderer.

"Don't touch her!"

Albuforth Dumbledore stretched out his crutch and put it on Grindelwald's shoulder: "Don't touch Ariana!"

"OK."

Grindelwald smiled and took back his palm.

Abufort stared at him coldly, trying to make a big fuss in this office. It was not that he knew the danger of fighting with Grindelwald, but he just couldn't control his hatred!

Just as Abuforth was about to scold the first generation of Dark King, there was a knock outside the door. Just as Albus Dumbledore agreed, Professor Minerva McGonagall rushed in impatiently!

"Dumbledore!"

After Professor Minerva McGonagall walked into the office, he looked at the souls of two Dumbledores and one Dumbledore in the office, frowned slightly, and continued: "Albus, a group of Aurors came to the school. They asked to search Hogwarts and wanted to take Professor Gidro Lohart away!"

Obviously.

There was also a problem with the professor of the Dark Magic Defense class in Hogwarts this semester!

"I see."

Albus Dumbledore's expression was not at all panic. He glanced at Grindelwald, who was still sitting leisurely in the original place, and continued: "Milleva, go find Professor Lohart first, I'll hurry over..."

"good!"

Professor Minerva McGonagall quickly agreed.

After she left, Dumbledore glanced at his younger brother again and whispered: "Abforth, take Ariana out for a while. I have something to discuss with Gellert..."

"…snort!"

Abufort snorted coldly, glared at Grindelwald fiercely before leaving the office with his sister's soul.

There were only two people left in the entire office.

Dumbledore looked at his old friend, looked at him with a firm look and said, "Gellert, you came to Hogwarts last night...you know what happened..."

"Yeah, I know."

Grindelwald sipped black tea gracefully, his fingertips raised slightly, his eyebrows lowered: "Gidro Lohart is a very interesting person, he has very dangerous thoughts... like the dangerous thoughts I had seventy years ago..."

"What did you do?"

“Someone asked me to do it.”

Grindelwald answered him calmly and continued softly: "Someone has seduced that idiot Gidro Lohart, who wants to re-start the dangerous wave of seventy years ago in the magic world...I have no way to refuse him..."

When Grindelwald said this, he stretched out his fingers and quietly watched the gullies appear on his fingers, and blood slowly oozing out of the gullies...

"Albus..."

"I can't fight that person..."

"As long as I have a little thought of resisting him, the curse he imposes on me will destroy my life and make me unable to move..."

"Just like we can't resist the blood oath we made..."

"No…"

"Compared to the blood oath we made back then..."

"His curse is like his whole person..."

"Danger…"

"fatal…"

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Chapter completed!