"It's time to get up, Gathia."

In the dormitory of Lavenclaw College, Grindelwald opened a curtain of narrow glass windows, allowing lazy morning light to shine on the bed beside the window.

Gathia, who was lying on the bed in a toad-like posture, turned over impatiently, grabbed the quilt and covered himself in it.

There was no one on the other beds, because it was holidays and the students were all back to their homes, while Gathia was an orphan, and the only guardian on the surface was Grindelwald, so he stayed in the school.

Grindelwald raised his hand and swept it gently. The quilt was lifted up and folded under the power of magic. Gathia, who was "first-level paralyzed", was also floating in the air by the power of magic. The clothes on one side flew over and put them on Gathia.

The basin on the other side also automatically filled with hot water, and the facial towel and toothbrush cup flew over to wash his face, brush his teeth, and wash his head and blow his handsome and energetic hairstyle.

Throughout the whole process, Gathia made the magic trick with a sleepy expression with a sleepy expression. After the whole set, his sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

He looked at Grindelwald with a hunched back and said weakly: "Please, old man, it's only six in the morning, and it's still a holiday today!"

Grindelwald raised his hand again, and Gatia's hunched back posture was directly corrected by the power of magic. Even if he wanted to bend, he couldn't bend it anyway.

"If you want to be a gentleman, a straight demeanor is the most basic thing."

"But I don't want to be a gentleman at all," said Gathia, "don't change the subject."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows: "It is because of the holiday that I have the opportunity to teach you. After all, what you have to learn next is magic that can only be used in senior grades. It would be bad if Dumbledore or other students knew about it."

Gathia gave him a blank look and continued to lie back on the bed: "If you don't learn, go away."

"Don't you want to be stronger? Better than anyone in this school."

"I don't want to, I want to sleep."

Grindelwald held his cane on the ground and sighed. The child had a good magical talent, but unfortunately he had no ambition at all. He and Dumbledore were two extremes that bordered him and Dumbledore.

Thinking of it, a hint of anger appeared on his old wrinkled face, and his momentum as the Dark King in the past was rarely revealed, and he felt a lot of oppression.

The blue flames burned around them, and the carpet beams, beds, quilt covers, and bedside tables were all swallowed by the flames. The flames gradually touched Gatia's quilt and spread rapidly. Gatia was so scared that she jumped directly from the bed.

"You're crazy!?"

"I don't know what I did to make you think I'm easy to talk to." Grindelwald's deep eyes reflected a blue flame: "Now, listen to me, get up, and go out to learn magic with me."

His cane chopped the ground lightly, and the flames went out, but the black smoke from the charred furniture around him told Gathia that it was not an illusion.

In order not to let him sleep, Grindelwald burned his room directly.

"I...I" Gaitiya's tone was a little choked. In order not to learn magic, his mind was running wildly, remembering what Grindelwald said just now: "You teach me the magic of seniors in advance, aren't you afraid that I will tell Dumbledore?!"

"Don't worry, I will talk to you about the next modified version of the "Mantra of Loyalty" with you, which is modified in combination with the irrefutable oath mantra."

Grindelwald said calmly: "I will lock this secret deep in your heart. No matter whether it is true medicine or various magic, you will be able to know this secret from you. If you reveal it on your own initiative, you will suffer the most painful torture, or even death."

Gathia's mouth twitched, then she lowered her waist weakly, and gave him a thumbs up with trembling hands: "Is it ruthless or you ruthless?"

Branches ~

The two walked out of the dormitory door, and Grindelwald waved his hand without looking back. The "Recovery as the Original Spell" was operated under the input of magic. The room seemed to be pressed to recover quickly.

The charred furniture no longer smokes and begins to recolor. The wood burned into coke has also returned to its original texture. Textiles such as quilts and carpets have also returned to their original state, just like nothing has happened...

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"The magic I want to teach you next is not as convenient as the unforgivable spell of the Avadasauri mantra and has absolutely lethality to individuals. However, it is the magic that has the strongest destructive power and killing range and is the most difficult to control among the magic I know. It is very dangerous. It is very likely to hurt your companions or yourself while hurting the enemy. Therefore, this is a magic that cannot be used casually when it is not the most critical..."

Somewhere on the mysterious island, a place far away from Hogwarts, Grindelwald said calmly, staring at Gathia from the corner of his eyes.

He was tilting his head, looking absent-minded.

"This magic is difficult to learn. If you don't mention 100% attention, you won't learn it," said Grindelwald.

Hearing the sound, Gathia turned his head: "If I learn, will you not bother me in the next few days of vacation?"

"As long as you learn the Fire Spell and can master it to a certain stage, then you will not have any enemies that you cannot deal with in the early abyss impact." Grindelwald said: "Even if there is, letting the Fire Spell go wild can provide you with a considerable retreat time, but..."

Grindelwald raised his lips, his eyes were deep, and he looked quite evil: "Are you really so confident that you can learn it?"

"I have never heard of the spell lesson." Gathia said calmly.

"But your magic practice score is very high," Grindelwald said, obviously not convinced Gathia's words.

"That's because I took a look at the magic book before every exam." As he said, Gathia glanced at Grindelwald, and his eyes seemed to be saying...

Don't anyone think magic is difficult, right?

"I thought you were completely different from me," said Grindelwald. "But at least in terms of arrogance, you were very similar to when I was young. At that time, I felt that all the magicians in this world except Dumbledore were trash, not only trash, but also stupid. Of course, I didn't know other professors at Hogwarts at that time."

“Young people are not a bad thing, because you learn a lot in the process of becoming less arrogant.”

"Tsk." Gatiya said, "Stop talking nonsense, old man, spells, lines of spiritual and magic, and reaction principles..."

Grindelwald smiled and slowly explained to Gathia how to use the Fire Spell. As a professional fire magician, only Dumbledore can compare his understanding of the Fire Spell.

So his private tutoring courses are full of practical information, as if it was because of his previous promise that Gathia studied very seriously, and greedily absorbed the knowledge he gave him like a sponge.

Before we knew it, the sun was high and the two of them were above their heads, and time quietly passed until noon.

"We can go to dinner first and come here in the afternoon." Grindelwald said to Gaitiya.

"No need to be so troublesome." Gathia raised her hand, and the Merlin dragon ring that Grindelwald had worn in the past.

That was the sixteenth birthday gift Grindelwald gave him, and of course, Grindelwald went to Kulo to buy a new casting ring.

A glimmer of light flashed in his deep eyes: "I won't come to this broken place for the second time..."

He was chanting the mantra of the Lihuo Mantra. After all, he was a beginner, so it was impossible to cast spells without spells.

The magic power was infused into his dragon ring under the guidance of his mental power, and a black surging flame suddenly appeared in front of him, burning and expanding.

Gathia looked at Grindelwald proudly on one side, but there was no appreciation in his expression...

"Using the savage mantra and learning the savage mantra are two concepts, Gathia." Grindelwald said: "If I were you, I would stop it in time before it gets out of control."

Gathia seemed to have never heard of it. Looking at Li Huo in front of him, a rare excitement appeared in his dead eyes...

The flames were further expanded, and the scorching high temperature made the lake water on this side start to boil with white bubbles, and the green grass was quickly swallowed up by the black doomsday flames.

"roar!!"

The flames are still increasing, as if the sound of giant beasts roaring or burning flames comes from this gradually forming sea of ​​fire.

A black blurred dragon and snake formed in the sea of ​​fire, stretching for hundreds of meters, hovering and roaring above this sea of ​​fire, raging...

Gathia's face was a little pale, and a little cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He felt something was wrong. He wanted to use the termination spell to stop, but it was too late.

The black fire dragon snake roared and rushed towards Gathia, and the scorching flames hit Gathia's face, leaving his mind blank.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly blocked his body. It was Grindelwald. He raised his right hand and grabbed his cane and crossed it in front of him. The flame protector cursed condensed in front of him. The snake head hit the flame in front of Grindelwald fiercely.

But the already rampant Lihuo could not be blocked by a mere flame protection. Grindelwald's flames were gradually swallowed by the black fire, and the cane on his hand also turned into annihilation powder under the high temperature...

...

...When Gathia came to his senses again, the curse of the fire had been extinguished, and the surroundings were charred and the lake water was evaporated by the hot and high temperatures.

Grindelwald used the Scare Fire Spell to engulf his Scare Fire Spell, revealing the magical attainments that belonged to Professor Hogwarts.

but……

Gathia looked at Grindelwald's empty place with his shoulders, his mind buzzing, blank...

"Are you okay, Gathia." Grindelwald turned around and looked at Gathia, as if he was completely indifferent.

"Grindelwald," Gatia moved her throat, unable to speak in her throat: "Your hand..."

"Yes, my cane is gone." Grindelwald said with regret: "That's something Ms. Yuko gave me, it's a pity..."

"It's your hand!" Gathia roared with excitement in a rare manner: "It's your hand gone!"

"Ah, you say this." Grindelwald said: "If you can't recover, just let Curlo make me a simulation hand, it should not affect your life."

He looked at Gathia: "Remember what happened today, Gathia. This is the price you pay for your arrogance. Arrogance is not a bad thing. Arrogance with strength is called self-confidence, and arrogance without strength is just arrogance."

Gathia was speechless and choked. He looked at Grindelwald's broken arm tightly. The wound had been carbonized by flames and could not flow out of any blood.

Although Grindelwald's performance was not shown, even when he looked, he could feel the pain that penetrated his soul...

His eyes dodged a little, and he looked to one side and stopped looking at the wound.

"The fire of rig is a kind of magic fire that cannot be extinguished by water. It only requires a little bit of real-world matter to burn, and it is impossible to stop except for breaking the curse."

Grindelwald's words continue.

"Lihuo will expand itself infinitely at the moment it is released, and there is no need for the supply of magic. Most of the magic power of wizards is used to control wizards. The power is even more terrifying after being out of control by wizards. In the history of wizards, there has been no incident in which Lihuo storms burned the entire city. Of course, the wizard who casts the wizard curse also died in the sea of ​​fire."

"And what? How did the flames go out?" Gathia heard a voice.

"Then a group of powerful magicians joined forces to use all spells and finally stopped the magic." Grindelwald said seriously: "So you must have a clear understanding of the dangers of this magic."

Gathia lowered his head silently and said nothing.

"Getia." Grindelwald called his name again: "Getia Grindelwald. You are the only child in the world who inherited this surname. You have a talent that is not inferior to me. You will become my inheritor. You will inherit my strength, become as powerful as me, and even surpass me.

But in this difficult magic path, you are destined to make many mistakes. All you have to do is learn lessons and not make such mistakes again. But don’t let these mistakes drag you forward.

Now, look up and look into my eyes, Grindelwald.”

Gathia raised her head.

"Go back and have a meal, take a shower, and have a good sleep."

"Why teach me this magic?" Gathia asked.

Grindelwald was silent for a while: "The abyss is about to invade, you should know this."

Gathia nodded: "I heard they say something, but have you driven them out before?"

"No, the abyss is stronger and more dangerous than you think." Grindelwald said seriously: "Never underestimate your enemy, Gathia."

"If you still care about this in your heart," said Grindelwald. "You just agree to my request."

"What?"
Chapter completed!