Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 476: The Worst Wizards in Europe

Harry was hung on the rack with eight Dementors, with the ropes tied to each other in a "田" shape. Harry was located in the middle of the "田" shape at the bottom, with Dementors all around him. There was a white halo on the platform below the rightmost Dementor.

The rules are that Seamus needs to cut the rope within one minute and put Harry into the aperture himself. He cannot fall outside the aperture or fall onto the platform with the Dementors.

George was locked in a large iron cage, which was assembled with elbow-long iron sheets and fixed with screws of four colors. There were many empty boxes of corresponding colors on the platform, which could only be taken out from one direction. After taking them out, the top screw of the corresponding color would fly into the box by itself. A maximum of three boxes could be taken out at a time.

Malfoy is in a miserable state, in a giant glass tank that will soon be filled with water, and Seamus has to clear all twenty layers of Tetris blocks under his feet before he drowns.

The problem is that Simo has only played from top to bottom, and it's hard to say whether he can react now when it comes to playing from bottom to top.

Luo Fu was better off. He was surrounded by glass bottles with water of different colors in them. He had to pour the water over each other until the water in the bottles reached the same color.

Madam Maxime couldn't help but ask Dumbledore: "How did you come up with so many tests?"

These levels do not test magic but intelligence, which is very challenging for wizards and fun for the audience.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "I have a friend who always has all kinds of wonderful ideas. These are his ideas."

Karkaroff said, "I should like to meet this friend of yours."

Dumbledore just smiled.

He didn't know what his friend was facing at the moment.

"Which of you is Jack Smith?"

Rodolphus Lestrange took advantage of the fact that Dumbledore was attending the Triwizard Tournament today and had no time to spare, and was ordered to go to the seaside villa to kidnap Charles' grandfather.

But he didn't know Jack, and there were two old men here.

Jack pointed at Grindelwald and said, "He is. I'm just a gardener."

Grindelwald also pointed at him and said, "He is Jack. If you have any problem, go to him."

Rodolphus looked at the two men, pointed his wand at them, and said viciously: "My master is looking for Jack Charles. Who is it you are? If you keep playing tricks, you will suffer!"

As a result, he found that the expressions of the two old men were not right, and they did not show any fear at all.

Jack just smiled.

Grindelwald was even more disdainful. You know the Lestrange family. They once killed a woman named Lestrange.

Rodolphus suddenly felt a little nervous.

Grindelwald asked him, "What do you want from Mr. Smith?"

Rodolphus replied: "My master, the Dark Lord, wants to invite him as a guest."

Grindelwald and Jack looked at each other as if they were having a lot of fun.

They both stood up at the same time and said, "Let's go."

Rodolphus suddenly said, "Take something that can communicate with Charles Charles."

Jack shrugged and went to the study to get the communication notebook.

Rodolphus wants to use this to determine which one is the real Jack and kill the fake one.

"Will we be discovered?" Jack asked as he returned to the living room.

Grindelwald said unhappily, "Who do you think I am?"

Jack said to Grindelwald, "Go and get two jars of tea."

Grindelwald's mouth twitched and he asked, "Would you like to bring some cookies?"

Jack nodded.

Rodolphus stood there like a puppet, and it took him a while to come to his senses, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

At Majiazhuang, Voldemort waited in the living room for Rodolphus to return.

He thought that since Rodolphus was so fast, he should not have provoked the Aurors.

What happened next was a bit of a surprise to him. Jack walked into the living room, took off his bowler hat and windbreaker and hung them on the hanger by the door. A man followed behind him, carrying a suitcase in one hand and... a gift in the other?
Voldemort thought, could it be that Rodolphus has become clever and tricked people here?
When Jack saw Voldemort's boiled egg-like head and two-hole socket-like nostrils, he thought of his former friend Omnius Gaunt, and he was overwhelmed with emotions.

He walked quickly to Voldemort, reached out his hand and touched his face, and said in a gentle voice: "Child, you have suffered a lot."

At this moment, in his eyes, Voldemort was just Tom Riddle, the only remaining younger generation of the Omines family.

Voldemort was stunned. He was in his sixties and almost seventy years old, and it was the first time someone looked at him with such gentle eyes and spoke to him in such a soft tone.

The orphanage is not a warm place. The staff only care about work. They don’t love the children like parents do. It is cold inside and out.

Although life was good at Hogwarts, Dumbledore's constant vigilance always made people uncomfortable.

At this moment, Voldemort suddenly felt the love and care of his family and elders.

This is an unprecedented experience.

Voldemort suddenly felt like throwing himself into Jack's arms and crying, blaming him for showing up only now.

Because he saw a hint of apology in Jack's eyes, as if saying "I'm late."

Voldemort suddenly remembered something. Last time he dreamed of someone singing, the divination book said it meant he would meet his relatives. Could it be that this was happening now?

Grindelwald ignored Voldemort, his attention drawn to the humanoid creature in the living room.

Even though he had traveled all over the country for many years and had seen many strange things, he had never seen such a big cat that looked like a human, or a person that looked like a cat, and was wearing clothes.

"Fish?" Grindelwald asked.

The corner of Miaoerfu's mouth twitched and his beard trembled.

Grindelwald said to him, "Take these tea leaves and our luggage and put them away."

Meowerfu didn't want to pay attention to it, but now Charles' grandfather was kidnapped, and considering his son's safety, he had to endure it.

He took the gifts and luggage from Grindelwald and just as he left the living room, the door was closed.

Grindelwald walked up to Voldemort, slapped him on the back of his bald head, and said angrily: "It's you who wants to kill Albus, right?!"

Voldemort was feeling the love and care of his family and recalling the contents of the divination book one moment, and the next moment he was slapped on the back of his head and was completely stunned.

Although Grindelwald is old, he is in good health and has been eating well recently. He was really angry today and used a lot of force.

Voldemort's body had only recovered temporarily. If it weren't for his residual power, he would have been escorted to the Ministry of Magic by Malfoy long ago.

Now that I've been slapped on the back of my head, my brain doesn't work anymore.

"Snapped!"

Grindelwald slapped him again, cursing: "'Dark Lord'? As a British wizard, he has never caused any trouble to France, yet you still have the nerve to call him that."

Voldemort turned to look at him, his eyes blazing with fire.

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

"What do you mean by that look?" Grindelwald was getting more and more annoyed. "I am fighting for the greater good of wizards. Why do you dare to compare yourself with me?!"

"Enough!" Voldemort roared, "Who are you?!"

He had been rampant in Britain for many years, and except for Harry Potter, he had never been beaten like this.

If he was not so weak now, he would have used Avada Kedavra like a Gatling gun.

"Snapped!"

As expected, after the roar, there was a slap.

"Listen up! I am Gellert Grindelwald!"

(End of this chapter)