MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 750

"He will bring light to the wizarding world, Albus." Grindelwald walked down the door steps.

"He will still bring light to the wizarding world," Dumbledore shook his head and said, "He can still bring light to the wizarding world."

"But he is John Wick, not the king," Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore's old face and said word by word, "The king is lonely."

"The king is selfless."

"The king is powerful."

"The king should belong to everyone, not some people."

Complete martyrdom, kill the last innocence of John Wick, and make him a complete king.

This is the result Grindelwald wants.

Use your own death to fill your young and immortal body with guilt and responsibility.

Kill the will of John Wick and become a selfless king.

"You have gone crazy," said Dumbledore.

"That's how it should be when I step into that tower." Grindelwald replied.

The wind blew through his silver-white hair, and Grindelwald looked at the person in front of him in a daze, "You have aged too much, Al."

"No one can age forever, Gale."

Dumbledore looked into the wind.

"What are you going to do with me?" Grindelwald laughed at himself, "Build another tower?"

At the end of Godric's Valley, the man named John Wick walked slowly.

The three of them gathered together in Godric's Hollow again.

A reunion after a century.

Dumbledore's eyes moved away from Grindelwald and fell on the child who became the king.

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Chapter 760 The Battle of the Strongest Wizard

The noisy wind brings moist air.

As we passed John, the moisture turned into dryness.

In the hands of this young man who is about to become king, a golden cup serves as a wine glass.

Seeing the golden cup, Dumbledore's eyes darkened.

There is no way out.

All of this is created by choice.

"The great Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore." John walked over slowly. He put on the luxurious green wizard robes, and the silver ring on his finger was The alexandrite ring, the wine glass held in the palm of the hand.

The golden liquid is sloshing inside, and the liquid that is about to overflow will never be sloshed down.

The three reunited.

The old and the young.

The three people from a hundred years ago reunited in this way a hundred years later.

It is a duel that lasts forever.

Dumbledore's eyes focused on the Holy Grail.

"I thought you destroyed it," said Dumbledore.

"I can recreate it." John handed the Holy Grail out just as he had done at the door of the Star Club. "Only such a peerless wine is worthy of the end of a legend."

The same choice, to drink or not to drink.

Now Dumbledore has no choice.

Only those who are strong enough are qualified to stand on the same battlefield as the king.

John stared at Dumbledore, "Drink it and use your prime."

"You are old and have no qualifications for me to kill you."

"If this is what you want." Dumbledore compromised, and he took the treasure that so many people were flocking to.

A Hufflepuff treasure that was once one of the four founders of Hogwarts.

This cup embodies the friendship of the four giants, and it was also Wang's first miracle.

Drink it.

That means that the two will complete a fight to the death.

This is a duel with the goal of killing each other.

Dumbledore was also drawn into the ranks of martyrs.

The difference is that Grindelwald will use martyrdom to create the king of the entire magical world.

As for Dumbledore, he hopes to become John Wick.

The golden liquid touched the old man's lips.

Throat rolls.

The liquid in the cup flows into your mouth.

It was a strange smell, a bit like the smell of blood.

Perhaps the Holy Grail is the blood of God.

The ability to rejuvenate is demonstrated in Dumbledore.

The wrinkled face gradually faded away like a face lift.

The beard gradually becomes shorter and the white hair turns red.

He has become younger.

He raised his right hand, and his old palm turned young again.

The originally black fingers returned to normal with the help of the strongest potion.

Unprecedented pleasure.

Dumbledore could feel how excited he was when the magic accumulated over the years appeared in a young body.

Those magic powers create miracles for this body wantonly.

Dumbledore.

Now he is truly the greatest wizard and the most powerful wizard.

Returning to his prime, Dumbledore took off his glasses.

The half-moon-shaped glasses that have been with him for many years are no longer needed now.

Grindelwald looked at this face, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

The magic power close to level 8 was as vigorous and active as a burning torch in front of John.

The greatest wizard is never just a talk.

Dumbledore handed the Holy Grail back, and John took it casually.

"Bring your wand, Dumbledore."

He turned and left, "I said, I will be under everyone's attention."

The vast battle of change needs to be staged on a meaningful enough battlefield.

that place.

Right in Nurmengard.

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The tower that should have been destroyed once again restrained Grindelwald.

Dumbledore is here.

He was alone, and Grindelwald did not come over. In other words, the Dark Lord, who had been crazy all his life, suddenly became afraid.

That field of withered roses was once filled with the same red as Dumbledore's.

When Dumbledore saw these flowers, he wanted to know how lonely Grindelwald was under that tower.

The golden vertical line in front cut the space, and in the opened passage, John stepped out.

He and Dumbledore looked at each other from afar.

"I have found enough audiences for this battle." John said calmly.

In the sky, a castle hangs down.

Above the castle are the ancient families and the Ministry of Magic.

In the distance, a cruise ship far enough away appeared.

Mycroft held a telescope in his hand.

This is an adventure, but as a brain that needs to see everything, he must come.

No surveillance image is more accurate than what you can see intuitively.

"John Wick, if it were you, maybe we should be friends." Mycroft whispered in his heart.

This young man whom he had only met three times would give Mycroft a new feeling every time.

"Assess this battle. How many people do we need to bring these wizards down?"

Mycroft gave instructions to the members of Section 7 on the side.

These former top agents are now very energetic.

If nothing unexpected happens, this duel will determine the future strategic direction of Britain.

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"That's Dumbledore?"

Lucius looked at the much younger man uncertainly, without Dumbledore's white hair and long beard at all.

The youthful appearance was something Lucius had never seen before when he was in school.

"It's him." Old Gower's father, now the head of the Gower family, spoke.

He recognized this person and was honored to have seen Professor Dumbledore like this before when he was a student at Hogwarts.

That was really too young. A centenarian turned into a young man in his forties or fifties.

"How did he do it?" The Bulgarian Minister of Magic on the side was confused.

The International Federation of Wizards is also here.

​Because they need to witness this moment.

This is related to the subsequent founding of the country.

There can only be one king.

If John cannot defeat the first king, then he, the second king, can only continue to become the second king.

Powerful is a prerequisite for a king.

"Holy Grail." The owner of the castle, Ludwig, spoke, "Rejuvenation."

They seemed to have subconsciously forgotten the Holy Grail that was destroyed in public.

At the beginning, John was not strong enough and destroyed the Holy Grail in front of everyone, eliminating all thoughts of coveting the Holy Grail.

But they forgot that John made that thing.

And what is needed has always been in John's hands.