69novels Chapter 114 The second Grindelwald?
Chapter 114 The second Grindelwald?
Two days passed in a flash.
On Wednesday afternoon, the Muggle Studies classroom was crowded with people. Apparently, Hogwarts had no secrets—the news that Allen was going to explain Muggle mechanics had already spread.
Under the influence of Professor Flitwick, young wizards with great enthusiasm for Muggle machinery poured in one after another, crowding the small classroom.
In the exclamation of the little wizards, Dumbledore walked in with a smile, followed by a group of professors.
Professor Flitwick stood on the shiny silver mechanical legs, very conspicuous, as majestic as a general standing on a battle platform.
He waved to Allen, waving his wand as if showing off, directing the mechanical legs to dance, which startled the little wizards to admire.
Dumbledore walked to the podium, blinked at Allen, turned around and waved his wand.
The classroom that was crowded due to the influx of too many people quickly became spacious, expanding to the size of the Hogwarts auditorium, and hundreds of sets of tables and chairs appeared in an instant.
In an instant, it became a spacious classroom.
Allen squinted slightly, his sea-blue eyes were a little deep.
The combination of the traceless stretching spell and the summoning spell.
At present, he can expand the space to this point, or he can call hundreds of sets of tables and chairs at the same time, but combining the two...
He hasn't tried it yet.
Time is always not enough, Allen lowered his eyes secretly, and decided to go back and squeeze Salazar.
Soon, the bell for class rang through the castle.
Allen showed a perfect smile and stepped forward to stand on the podium.
"Hello everyone, I'm glad to meet you here! It's also a great honor that everyone has such a high enthusiasm for Muggle machinery—"
The blond crown prince opened his hands calmly and gracefully.
He tolerated, "As we all know, magic is the privilege of a few people. Perhaps because of this, many pure-blood wizards dismiss the power of Muggles."
This sentence made several professors who had experienced the Grindelwald era tremble slightly.
The old headmaster's blue eyes were almost broken.
The blond crown prince on the stage smiled softly,
"However, our machinery seems to let everyone see the power of Muggles... Yes, I believe, you have realized that Muggles have another kind of power...
"This kind of power does not come from God, but they use their own wisdom to create it little by little."
Dumbledore let out a soft breath.
In just one sentence, his back was already wet with cold sweat.
He almost shuddered.
The sea-blue eyes swept over here, looked gently at the mechanical leg that Professor Flitwick was sitting on, and said with a smile, "Thanks to Professor Flitwick for his promotion and help!"
Flitwick nodded with a smile.
He only came to Hogwarts in 1970, and he has heard about Grindelwald's tyranny, but he doesn't know much, so he can show off his mechanical legs here with a smile.
But Professor McGonagall was different.
Professor Mao Mao was born in the early 20th century. When she came to teach at Hogwarts, it was also the time when Grindelwald was at its worst.
At that time, Ministry of Magic officials came to Hogwarts, although it was a plea, almost a threat, hoping that Albus would fight Grindelwald.
As a result, she checked many French newspapers.
At that time, the Minister of Magic of the United States was Serafina Picquery, and Grindelwald was arrested once in the office of this lady.
To ensure safety, Picquery ordered Auror to remove Grindelwald's tongue——
"He's really eloquent."
Yes, the speech at the Paris cemetery confirmed this.
That speech brought Grindelwald's power to its peak.The most famous of them is-
[Magic talent only blooms in the souls of a few people. ]
That kind of bewitchment made Minerva McGonagall couldn't help being moved, and then she became even more afraid.
She glanced at Dumbledore's expression carefully, after all, Alan's words were almost exactly the same as that person's.
[Muggles are not inferior, but have different attributes...]
"Muggles have the same personalities as wizards, the only difference is that there is no magic..."
[Not worthless, but worth differently...]
"In the non-magical field, they create a value comparable to that of gods..."
In Dumbledore's eyes, the blond crown prince and Grindelwald gradually overlapped and then slowly separated.
The old man's complexion was so dull, as dull as a piece of rotten wood.
He looked at Alan who turned on the magic projection on the stage and talked to Muggle machines, and he knew that the two were different.
One is for wizards to rule the world, and the other is for Muggleborns and Muggles to have a better life.
One went to tyranny for the sake of innovation, and the other had good intentions, but...
The old man blinked lightly, with a rare dazed expression.
——Will this child be the second Grindelwald?