Harry Potter's Bastard

Solim didn't bother to pay attention to this old thing named Bemoris at all, and having dealt with Death Eaters a lot, he knew very well the psychology of people like him, so he could ignore it.

Grindelwald was silent for a moment, then shook his sleeve, and a bony wand was raised by him.

"It's already in my hands, do you still have any questions?"

Solim subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore, only to see the headmaster nodding slightly~ bowing his head.

"Well, I'm fine. Solim stood up, and he was ready to leave.

"I won't bother with your internal meetings for the rest of the day. "Solim owes Dumbledore a debt," -Ann, Headmaster. "

"Who's to say you're okay?" said Grindelwald as he played with his Elder Wand, "you're still holding back your questions, young man, be patient, sit down honestly, and we'll have a good talk when my old friends leave." "

"Yes, Solim, I'll delay you a little. Dumbledore said, "Your family would like to know what we're going to do next. "

Dumbledore spoke, and Solim sat down honestly. Trying to squeeze yourself into a chair, trying to get yourself out of the sight of these people.

"My dear friends. "The situation is a very good opportunity, a chance for us to reappear in front of the world – in a positive light, of course," Grindelwald said in a harmonious voice. "

"That madman named Tom...... There is nothing constructive about what he does, and the superficial theories he preaches are completely untenable, and they serve his personal ambitions and unrealistic aspirations. "

—all we have to do is stop him, before he does further harm to the wizarding society we love. "

"What are we going to do, my lord?" Bemoreis jumped out and began to express eagerly: "Do you need me to mobilize my men? "

Solim blinked, he wanted to see what the hell this guy was up to.

"My dear Bemores, are you really sure that those who are on the fringes of wizarding society understand our aspirations, that they can carry out our mission, that you can guarantee that they will not be dragged into the abyss by their own greed, that they will be selfless in their actions?"

"Can you make such a promise to me, my dear Bemores?"

Grindelwald gently rubbed the tip of the Elder Wand with his hand, and raised his eyelids to look at Bemores, whose face was becoming more and more embarrassed.

"Don't guess, lad. Grindelwald glanced at Solim, who was sitting quietly, "He has a small group of people who do the dirty work - you can think of them as Candlemorebell Avenue...... Uh, I mean, the wizards in Tumble Alley. "

Solim knows, isn't it just hiring wizards, it's very new? This kind of people can be said to be all over the country, these wizards take all kinds of work, not only for society, but also for ordinary people, but the fee is much more expensive. Because wizards are strictly forbidden to shoot at ordinary people, taking such a job means that they have to "deal" with the local Ministry of Magic.

"But...... The gang under your command can come in handy. Grindelwald turned his gaze back to Bemores, "Let them inquire about the news, I'm sure these professionals will surprise us." "

"Okay, my lord, I'll arrange it when I get back. Bemoris hurriedly nodded and agreed, for fear that Grindelwald would regret it.

"You landlords, if you can help him, you can help him, and cooperate with them as much as possible. Grindelwald said to the others, "As for you...... I really don't know what to do with you, Quimper. Has your magic been lost? Is your magic as good as ever? Is your skill still sharp? Is your consciousness still quick?"

"I'm first and foremost a wizard. The horse-faced Quimper replied, "The second is a professor who teaches at a Muggle university." "

"You don't have to worry about my spellcasting abilities, trust me, I won't hesitate to show them if I need to. "

"Very good, I'm looking forward to your performance. Grindelwald nodded,

"Julian, my cunning Julian. Grindelwald smiled, "I know you're well-connected, you should be able to find a vampire with enough weight, right?"

"Not anymore. Julian was clearly not British, with a distinctly Italian "flavor" of accent.

"Oh?"

"Now the vampires—and I mean the vampires who are recognized by their families, are shrinking in power. Due to the big move in the Americas some time ago, the vampires on the European side have begun to keep a low profile. There has been no sign of them on my territory for a long time, and if there is, it is only a few insignificant defects, and they still need to fight for rations. Obviously not valuable. "

"But those depraved ones don't disappear into thin air, do they?" said Grindelwald, of course, "My loyal Bemoris will find them, and you can cooperate then." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"No problem, my lord. Before Julian could speak, the dogleg hurriedly said, "I will definitely find them." "

"My dear friends. Grindelwald put away his wand, "I'm very touched by the fact that you've been able to answer my call. I have called you because of trust...... And, you can really help me at this stage. "

"That's what I'm supposed to do!, my lord!" said the dogleg, with an excited face.

Solim looked at Bemoris with some disgust, thinking that the Death Eaters had never seen anything like this. []

"Albus, do you want an explanation?" Grindelwald turned to look at his good friend.

"I'll take care of it. Dumbledore remained silent, "Let them go to Hogsmeade's Hogsmeade's Hoghead pub, book a room there, and someone will look for them." "

Solim raised an eyebrow, thinking that Aberforth was probably going to lose his temper. After all, the old man's temper has never been very good, especially when it comes to his brother's affairs, and his temper will only be even greater.

The Saints of Grindelwald left in silence. They didn't even glance at Solim before leaving.

"Alright, we're all left. Grindelwald grinned at Solim, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth.

Solim didn't think it was a big deal, at least he didn't do the contrasting things against Hermione's face.

"Is he here?" Solim ignored Grindelwald and instead asked Dumbledore, "That one who is a headache?"

"I'm so happy that you remember me. "

A figure gradually changed from illusory to solid, and just in front of the giant globe, young Riddle revealed his form.

The three people in the office were not surprised by this, and it was clear that Grindelwald had already known about Riddle from Dumbledore.