Nurmengard.
Grindelwald quietly put down his book.
He had just learned something interesting from his conversation with Anne.
The two children he'd been following had already formed their own group just a few days into the semester.
While this was largely due to pressure from the other pure-blood wizards, it also showed how extraordinary these two little ones were.
Most importantly, Levid seemed to agree with some of his ideas.
Grindelwald stood up and looked out the window at the gloomy mountains.
"Those two children will have a huge impact on my career.
I foresee it.
It's just a pity I didn't see it.
Will it be a positive or negative influence...
Why is everything about them so vague?"
"Perhaps I should take the initiative to contact those two children and find a way to get them to join us..."
A breeze blew in from the window, snuffing out several candles on the table.
Grindelwald's figure was instantly lost in the darkness, flickering with the dim glow of the fireplace...
Hogwarts.
The headmaster's office.
Dumbledore frowned at the fireplace before him.
The fire burned brightly, filling the room with warmth, yet Dumbledore's heart was in turmoil.
"You seem uneasy, Albus."
Behind Dumbledore, Headmaster Dippet slowly approached the fire.
"Armand, Grindelwald's recent actions are increasingly puzzling to me," Dumbledore said, frowning.
"I thought he wanted a decisive battle, but... just when we were all planning to end it all, he backed off..."
"His power isn't what it once was, so it's only natural for him to back off, isn't it?"
Headmaster Dippet whispered.
Dumbledore shook his head, worriedly adding, "But this isn't like him.
I'm worried... something's up."
They had clearly made a showdown, but... the Wiccans had suddenly retreated.
Logically, Grindelwald's actions would have dealt a huge blow to their morale.
It was truly out of character!
"That means something must have happened among them that I'm unaware of..."
Dumbledore said.
"The worrying thing is, we have no clue what it is.
If we keep waiting like this, we'll be handing the initiative to them..."
Principal Dippet asked, "So, you plan to proactively seek them out and then engage them in a decisive battle?"
"Well... the Ministry of Magic has the same idea. It's not good for this war to drag on too long.
The Muggle world is far from peaceful right now, and war is imminent...
I'm worried Grindelwald will exploit the Muggle conflict.
If that happens, the International Statute of Secrecy might become worthless overnight."
Dumbledore's eyes were filled with worry.
"Judging from his past arguments, he shouldn't put wizards in danger.
But now, no matter how you look at it, is not the best time to expose the wizarding world to the world.
I think, although he's crazy, he wouldn't be so careless about the safety of ordinary wizards.
That's inconsistent with his usual beliefs.
If he did that, they would collapse."
The dim light from the fireplace cast a flickering light on Principal Dippet's wrinkled face.
Dumbledore said, "I used to think so too, but... now, I can't guess what he's thinking.
I can't bet everything on the fact that his mind hasn't changed.
We must seize the initiative!"
"But they are deliberately hiding. Even if we want to take the initiative to start a war, we won't be able to find anyone."
Principal Dippet said, "You know that the International Confederation of Wizards has just returned from its investigation...
The entire Nurmengard Castle has disappeared... and the wizarding parties that were frequently active around the world before have also disappeared overnight..." "
The castle can't disappear for no reason...
The most likely possibility is that he used magic like the Fidelius Charm to erase the entire castle from the face of the world...
The question is, why did he do this?
Armando, if this goes on, it will be really disadvantageous to us."
"Don't worry too much, Albus.
You're a little impatient.
We're not the only ones anxious.
As you said before, their sudden disappearance has dealt a severe blow to the Wiccans' morale.
If Grindelwald doesn't do anything, they'll collapse on their own.
So... I think they'll take action soon.
It's better to wait and see."
"At this point, it seems there's really no way..."
Dumbledore said helplessly.
Even if he tried to take the initiative, if those people were deliberately hiding, they wouldn't be able to find them.
"I think you should focus on teaching for now.
This war that Grindelwald started isn't your sole responsibility."
Headmaster Dippet suddenly smiled.
"Speaking of teaching, those two children you brought back are extraordinary."
"Hmm?
What happened to them?"
Dumbledore asked, puzzled.
After the Sorting ceremony, Dumbledore continued to travel around on Grindelwald's case.
Having found nothing, he only returned to Hogwarts today, so he had no idea what Levitra and the others had been doing these past few days.
"These two new freshmen took down seven or eight students who came to cause trouble for them on their first day, including three from the senior grades.
It seems that you taught them a lot before the start of the school year," said Headmaster Dippet with a smile.
"How could such a thing happen?"
Dumbledore was also a little surprised.
However, he was surprised that they had conflicts with their classmates right after entering school, not that they could take down so many people.
You know, before entering school, Levitra had already used his wisdom and ability to take down several witches during the siege of the witches. His ability was indeed outstanding.
This was one of the reasons why Dumbledore paid special attention to the two of them.
"What was the cause of the conflict?"
Dumbledore asked.
"To be precise, it was the pure-blood mentality that caused it.
Those two kids didn't seem to like certain views held by the other Slytherin students. Furthermore, the local pure-blood families seemed somewhat xenophobic towards the outsiders...
On the first day of school, those two kids were forced to rally a group and form their own little group... It's not like there haven't been students who rebelled before, but few have managed to go to the extent they did..."
In truth, some have resisted the oppression of pure-blood students before, but most fell in the initial clash...
Levitra and his group have managed to hold on for so many days, which is truly remarkable, and it has a lot to do with their exceptional abilities.
The school has always wanted to address this unhealthy trend within Slytherin House, but previously, it had no way to do so.
After all, in the past, all Slytherin was united by a single ideology, and the school couldn't intervene much.
At most, they could impose harsh penalties on bullying to prevent it from going too far...
But now, this increasingly distorted ideology has finally begun to show a crack.
"So, it seems that Wade and his group might be able to bring about some changes in the future of Slytherin..." Dumbledore's face flickered with a smile.
"It seems you do have high hopes for those two children, Albus..."
In his dream, Levander reported to the senior student about his experiences tonight.
"Are you planning to use the 'remnants' to train your own personnel?"
The senior student saw Levander's intentions immediately.
"Yes."
Levander didn't hide this, nor could he.
He had deliberately leaked the news to Tom and the others, and his purpose was obvious to the senior student.
"It's not impossible, but... you have to be careful about the amount.
Don't let them know that this power comes so easily to you...
Only when it's hard-earned will they cherish it.
Only then will they maintain their respect for you."
Li Weide nodded, deeply sympathetic to the senior's advice.
If they knew that he could easily generate this power, but only gave them a little bit, they would sooner or later complain.
If I say this kind of power is hard to come by and still give them so much, they'll be grateful. That's human nature...
And regarding my upcoming raid on the goblin camp, my senior didn't stop me.
Instead, she thoughtfully offered Levid a lot of useful advice.
After all, back when the goblin Lanlock was rampant, a goblin camp like this one would have required my senior to wipe out several just by strolling through the Forbidden Forest...
After a sound night's sleep, Levid seemed rested and refreshed when he woke up.
Tom and the others, on the other hand, looked a bit tired.
After all, they didn't have Levid's ability to fall asleep instantly.
"When are you going to start?" Tom quietly asked Levid as he washed up.
Levid knew what he meant and replied succinctly, "Tonight."
"So impatient?"
Tom was surprised.
From what he knew of Levid, he always considered everything carefully and made thorough preparations before taking action.
However, launching it tonight seemed a bit hasty and out of character.
Unbeknownst to Tom, Levitra had already made all the necessary preparations in his dream the previous night.
He'd even used the observational properties of his nightmare magic, following Levitra's instructions, to observe the goblin camp ahead of time...
Levitra now had a complete understanding of the camp's layout.
"It's not a big deal. I plan to strike later this night. We're racing against time, so we have to rush...
You shouldn't go tonight."
Tom fell silent.
This guy was always so confident...
If it were him, he would have been more cautious... After all, he only had one life!
He wouldn't have ventured into the area without first scouting.
"Hmph, whatever you want.
Anyway, for me, it's best if you're dead."
"Tom, are you concerned for my safety?"
"You're crazy! How did you even know I meant that? Get lost and die!"
Tom raged.
Livid patted Tom's shoulder vigorously and smiled, "Don't worry, Tom, I'll be fine..."
"Who the hell cares if you're okay?
You're crazy!"
"I understand, Tom, you're just shy..."
"You don't understand a damn thing!"
The first-year classes weren't overly intense, so they didn't feel tiring at all.
However, a course like History of Magic... that was a different story.
It was Livid's first time attending Professor Binns's History of Magic class.
Professor Binns was a ghost, and he'd been a professor for who knows how many years.
As a result, his lecture style remained as dreary as it had been for centuries.
It was one of those classes that was incredibly hypnotic...
Only twenty minutes into the class, a large number of people in the audience had fallen asleep.
Professor Binns didn't care, just reading from the textbook.
Livid didn't bother himself and soon, like everyone else, collapsed on the table and began to catch up on some sleep.
Tonight was a big night, and getting enough sleep would be good for him.
After finally making it to the end of the class, Professor Binns assigned the homework and then disappeared through the wall.
Like everyone else, Levander stretched lazily as he walked out of the History of Magic classroom.
As always, the other Slytherin students studiously avoided Levander's group.
Soon, they were the only ones left at the classroom door.
"Tom, why do you look so tired?
Didn't you get enough sleep?"
"That's because I don't have the habit of sleeping in class."
"What?
You actually stayed awake throughout Professor Binns's class?
" "Even though I have no interest in History of Magic, it's a subject that requires an exam.
Since it's a subject, I can't slack off."
After hearing Tom's words, Levander, Annie, Alphard, and the others were all filled with admiration.
Staying awake throughout Professor Binns's class, and taking notes so diligently, was truly a tough guy!
"Tom, you're too diligent!
What should we do with your diligence?
It makes us feel guilty!"
Henry said helplessly.
"Who cares? I didn't tell you to sleep!"
Tom said, looking up.
"Tom, could you please not do something that affects unity?" Alphard groaned.
"Henry, Alphard, I think you should be more diligent. If you are so careless about your school courses, how can you become stronger?"
"Speaking of becoming stronger..." Levander looked at the time, "There is still a little time before dinner, why don't we go and decide on a place first."
Annie asked in surprise:
"Wade, have you found a place?"
"This is not a place to talk, don't talk for now, just follow me.
" Levander said, and walked towards the stairs first.
Tom's words about becoming stronger reminded Levander, and while he had time, he decided to find the Room of Requirement now.
Compared to tonight's trip to the Forbidden Forest, making the other people in the team stronger is also an urgent matter.
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