I Haven't Killed Anyone in a Long Time

Upon entering the room, Hermione had set up numerous protective spells around the perimeter.

Once a wizard appears, they can sense it immediately, preventing them from being too passive.

William calmly picked up his glass and asked, "Is it Grindelwald?"

"No, it's the Austrian Ministry of Magic... a lot of Auror!"

Hermione stood by the window, glancing outside out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh ho." William downed his hot tea in one gulp and said softly, "Minister Soros isn't bad, he actually found this place too."

"Perfect, they can take Gregorovitch with them," Hermione said, somewhat pleased.

That way, she wouldn't have to take Gregorovitch to the Ministry of Magic.

Their original plan:

Hermione sent Gregorovitch to the Austrian Ministry of Magic; William waited there, hoping Grindelwald would appear.

Since the wizards from the Ministry of Magic are already here, there's no need to go through the trouble.

Gregorovitch was still packing his things inside, as if he were moving house, wanting to take everything with him.

But Stark only gave him three minutes.

Seeing that there was still so much to tidy up, Gregorovitch quickly walked towards the living room.

"Galleon, hat, clothes, cane, my favorite bed, and my tobacco and pipe."

"This old man still needs a little whiskey occasionally, otherwise he'll have insomnia at night..."

Gregorovitch kept rambling on, "It'll take at least another day to pack everything up. Let's leave tomorrow..."

The old man walked into the living room, but then froze, because...

There wasn't a single person there.

The cup was still steaming, but the two young wizards had vanished.

It seems they've run away.

Gregorovitch immediately panicked.

"William, Hermione, where have you been? Don't scare me!"

Don't leave me alone!

Waaaaah~

Minister Soros entered the room, his pupils suddenly contracting.

An old man lay motionless on the ground, seemingly dead; his body was cold.

"Could it be that Gregorovitch has already been killed by Grindelwald?!"

"Gregorovitch, you died a terrible death! What a loss to the world of wands!"

"I will have your house protected by the Ministry of Magic; as for the magical plants you've planted, I will..."

Soros wanted to mourn for three more minutes, but the old man suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly, "William, is that you returning?"

Soros was startled and took a few steps back.

Has it come back to life?

Upon seeing that it wasn't William, Gregorovitch was somewhat disappointed, but then his spirits lifted.

"Minister Soros, I remember you... It's so good to see you!"

He quickly walked up to Soros, grabbed his hand, and wouldn't let go.

Soros frowned and tried to pull his hand away, but Gregorovitch grabbed it and wouldn't let go.

It seemed they were afraid he would run away too.

"Have Stark and Granger already been here?" Soros noticed Gregorovitch's words.

"Yes, they were a little earlier than you, but we don't know where they went again," Gregorovitch said hastily.

"Minister, what exactly happened?"

Even if he were stupid, he would notice that something was wrong.

Otherwise, why would so many people come looking for him in just one day?

Soros interrupted Gregorovitch, saying, "Sir, I'll explain later, but Grindelwald has escaped, and you might be his target."

Gregorovitch was stunned.

What the heck?

"It's not safe here. Grindelwald could come at any moment. I'll take you to the Ministry of Magic."

Gregorovitch nodded hastily.

As long as he can escape Death, it doesn't matter to him where he goes now.

Moreover, the Austrian Ministry of Magic might be safer.

Soros turned to look at the Auror and loudly gave the order.

"Barami, you've taken the Polyjuice Potion and are impersonating Mr. Gregorovitch."

Barami nodded, plucked a tuft of hair from Gregorovitch's the Beard, and walked into the house.

Soros continued, "The other Auror are lying in ambush here."

Arrest Grindelwald immediately upon his appearance.

Action!

Action!"

Amid the chaos, Soros looked at Gregorovitch again.

He now needs to bring Gregorovitch back to the Ministry of Magic and carefully examine why Grindelwald is looking for him.

Soros's intuition told him:

Things aren't as simple as they seem!

Suddenly, a torrential downpour began.

Wearing an old gray robe, he walked slowly through the dense forest and made his way to the cabin.

The heavy rain during the day was like a black curtain, making the old man's gray robe stand out conspicuously. Raindrops evaporated completely a meter away from his head and body.

In the center of the island, two young wizards sat high in a large tree, watching from afar as the old man entered Gregorovitch's house.

William stared at it for a moment, his fingers hovering over the wand, rubbing it back and forth, then made no further move.

Less than three minutes later, the old man came out again, and the entire house collapsed behind him, almost turning into dust.

Grindelwald was so thin he looked like a skeleton, his cheeks hunched in and his eye sockets sunken in.

The old man, who looked like he was about to die, was not surrounded by any deathly aura. Instead, his blue eyes shone with fanaticism, and his white hair swayed slightly, making him look like the Death.

The six Auror moved out together, forming a triangular formation, standing at a distance, each with a solemn expression.

He glanced at the Auror and smiled contemptuously.

A young Auror, feeling slighted, angrily raised his wand first.

A spell ripped through the sky, a scarlet light striking the old man, accompanied by a howling wind.

With a casual wave of his hand, Grindelwald caused the light to instantly return, catching the young Auror off guard. He was sent flying backward and crashed into the ruins, his fate unknown.

The remaining Auror all raised their wands and fired spells. The spells Accio towards Grindelwald from all directions.

The old man slowly turned his palm over, seemingly just sketching, but with an explosion, several Auror were knocked down at the same time.

William and Hermione appeared in Apparition.

The old man made no further move, but looked at William with a playful gaze.

He simply smiled, his voice hoarse, and said, "We meet again."

William remarked with a touch of nostalgia, "I never imagined you were Grindelwald."

Last night, when he and Hermione went to Nurmengard, they passed through the town of Braunau.

A murder had occurred there, and William went to inquire about it, chatting for a while with an old man with white hair.

William had never met the elderly Grindelwald and, at the time, hadn't paid much attention, thus overlooking the matter.

But little did anyone expect that Grindelwald, who had just left Nurmengard, would run into William.

The two passed each other by.

The old man, who had been imprisoned for over half a century, straightened his hunched back, walked slowly over, and said:

Is Gregorovitch at the Austrian Ministry of Magic?

William didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

The old man didn't answer the question. Seemingly feeling cold, he wrapped his gray robe tighter around himself, his fingers slightly curled, and said in a cold voice:

"I haven't killed anyone in a long time, get out of the way!"

William stood there, pursing his lips and remaining silent.

The two were less than ten meters apart when the torrential rain suddenly felt like a knife cutting through them.

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