Would revealing his strength bring trouble?
In his previous life, Klein, burdened by the Dark Lord's bloodline, would probably have been forcibly imprisoned again.
But now—
It wasn't a question of whether they dared. Who would do something so pointless?
Even if the British Minister of Magic weren't Dumbledore, he would still be perfectly safe.
Because he had turned Gellert Grindelwald's "Grindelwald" into Klein Grindelwald's "Grindelwald"!
He was the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin!
He was a Quidditch prodigy unseen in a century!
He was the researcher who had solved a difficult problem in Potions!
He was a European Official Certified Special Healer!
He, Klein Grindelwald, was the Child of Magic!
He was destined to become a legendary figure unlike any other.
If the English Ministry of Magic really dared to make an issue of this, would the French and German Ministries of Magic fight tooth and nail to snatch Klein away?
Every country would compete to welcome such a genius. Common sense and convention couldn't hold them back.
Of course, that "white light" just now had been extremely dangerous. The uproar afterward would surely be considerable.
"The Giant Squid has stopped moving, Player Klein. What exactly did you just do?"
Bagman stared blankly at the Light Screen. After thinking it over for a while, he still couldn't resist asking.
It was too bizarre.
So bizarre that after a flash of white light, the terrifying Demon King Squid had stopped moving.
Could the Giant Squid be Klein's pet?
He'd heard that Slytherin Academy was indeed built at the bottom of a lake, and that there were opportunities to watch some aquatic creatures through the glass ceiling...
"Heh."
Klein only smiled and didn't answer.
He raised his wand again, gathering a point of white light at its tip.
"Hiss..."