HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Although they couldn't figure out where the Horcrux in Bellatrix's hand was hidden for the time being, they finally found their target and were full of energy all day long.

Grindelwald's teaching has entered the stage of direct practical application.

In every class, he would pull the students into the mirror space and let each student use the spells they had learned to deal with him, and he would fight back with great skill.

Under this kind of teaching, the abilities of seventh grade students have been greatly improved.

With the final blow blocked, Gloria and Grindelwald lowered their wands simultaneously.

"get out of class is dismissed." Grindelwald put away his wand. "You only have less than three months to graduate. Remember to train regularly."

Everyone sighed. The time of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class passed so quickly and they hadn't seen enough.

Everyone packed their bags and prepared to go to the auditorium.

"Gloria." Neville found her before he could pack his things. "I...I have something to tell you."

"it is good."

The two simply went to the next classroom, and Neville took out a letter and handed it to her, "Thank you, if it weren't for the spell you taught me, my parents wouldn't have had a chance to recover."

Gloria looked at the envelope, signed by Neville's parents, "Are they recovered?"

"Yes!" Neville nodded excitedly, "He has been discharged from the hospital and is completely well. My grandma even cried for a long time."

Knowing that the Longbottoms had recovered, Gloria was happy for Neville, "Does anyone else know?"

"I don't know." Neville shook his head. "The Ministry of Magic said that because of my parents' previous identities, this matter was kept secret at St. Mungo's Hospital. No one knew they were discharged. Everyone thought they were moved to a new ward."

"Congratulations, Neville." Gloria patted his shoulder.

Neville had tears in his eyes, "So our whole family is very grateful to you. My grandma also hopes that you can come to my house as a guest when you have time."

"Okay." Gloria put the letter away. "Let's go. You can tell Harry and the others about this good news. They will keep it a secret for you."

When he came out, Neville wiped his tears and left with a smile.

"What does he want to see you about?" Draco felt that Neville had very little contact with them.

"It's about his parents." Gloria told her about visiting the Longbottoms a few years ago and teaching Neville spells.

She said with emotion, "Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom are heroes. At that time, I knew the real cause of my father's death. I admired the couple very much, so I taught them this spell. I didn't expect that they would really recover after a few years."

"So that's it..."

Using the Cruciatus Curse to torture someone to madness, how many Cruciatus Curses would it take, and how much hatred would one have to have in one's heart to reach this level.

No wonder Sirius kept calling Bellatrix a crazy woman.

Although his father once followed Voldemort, he basically did not get involved in dirty work and mainly provided financial support.

It was because of her financial responsibility that his mother was spared the Dark Mark.

Gloria looked up at him. "If the members of the Order of the Phoenix knew that they were discharged from the hospital, they would definitely celebrate."

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"Is this Grindelwald?" A slender, pale finger pointed at a photo. One of the people in the photo was the thief that Gregorovitch mentioned.

Harry knew he was seeing Voldemort's point of view.

Although his tone remained cold, Harry knew how happy he was inside.

Through investigating Bagshot, Voldemort learned that she had a well-known relative in the wizarding world - Grindelwald.

Among the dark wizards who happened to defect to Voldemort, there was one whose grandfather had once followed Grindelwald, and they had a good relationship when they were students at Durmstrang.

"Yes, this is a photo my grandfather kept as a souvenir. Behind it is Durmstrang School."

Compared to the appearance in Gregorovitch's memory, Grindelwald in the photo still has a bit of immaturity on his face.

Voldemort said nothing, only removed his hand.

There has been no news about Grindelwald recently, and he has been imprisoned for more than 50 years, so his wand should have been confiscated long ago.

So... who took his wand?

Harry suddenly opened his eyes, reached out to touch the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the time. It was already past four in the morning.

It's not a good time to wake up Ron. There are other people in the dormitory.

My heart is still beating fast. It turned out that Grindelwald was the one who stole the Elder Wand, but he had already escaped from Nurmengard. Apart from his last appearance in the British Ministry of Magic, there has been no news about him since then.

If Grindelwald fails, where will he hide the Elder Wand?

With such doubts, Harry fell asleep again in a daze.

early morning--

This weekend, Gloria and Draco walked out of the lounge together.

She stuffed a candy into her mouth, knowing that they were going to get engaged after graduation. Lucius had no choice but to be busy with the Magical League, while Narcissa was at home drawing up an invitation list and studying the various candies to be sent.

"This is the second one, you like it very much." Draco put his arm around her waist and deliberately lowered his head to get in front of her.

“The blueberry-filled fudge is delicious,” she said.

The two of them had outstanding looks and a proud demeanor, and as soon as they arrived on the first floor, they attracted the frequent glances of passing students.

They walked in lockstep, Draco keeping his head down the whole time, and kissed Gloria on the cheek when he spoke of happiness.

Harry and his friends were running out of breath, and then they saw this scene of affectionate couple.

Before Hermione could catch her breath, she couldn't wait to say, "Leah, Draco, it's important!"

Gloria glanced at Draco, and then they all went to the Chamber of Secrets together.

As soon as I sat down on the sofa, a sumptuous breakfast appeared automatically.

"Great, I'm hungry." Ron picked up a sandwich without hesitation.

"What's the matter?" Gloria leaned forward and picked up a glass of juice.

"I dreamed about Riddle." Harry was used to hearing the name now. "He looked up Bagshot's relatives and found that Grindelwald was related to Bagshot. And one of his followers had a photo of Grindelwald when he was young at home."

"Too shocking!" Hermione was deeply shocked by the news. "It turned out to be Grindelwald. Before the rise of You-Know-Who, he was the most dangerous dark wizard."

"And he escaped more than fifty years later." Ron interrupted, "Leah, the last time you saw him at the Ministry of Magic, did you notice the wand in his hand?"

"No." Gloria shook her head directly. "But there has been no news about him for more than half a year. He is harder to find than Bagshot."

Ron's eyes widened immediately, and he quickly swallowed the sandwich in his mouth. "Do you think that it was Grindelwald who took Bagshot away? The time when Bagshot said goodbye to his neighbors was very close to the time when Grindelwald escaped."

Harry scratched his hair. "But I don't think the Elder Wand is with Grindelwald. He failed utterly more than fifty years ago, and the wand must have been taken away on the spot."

Gloria said nothing, just stared at the sumptuous table in front of her.

"Dumbledore defeated him. It's a pity that we can't ask the headmaster anymore." Hermione sighed, "The news has been cut off, which may be a good thing."

Gloria looked at them, was she so dull?

Hermione suddenly stopped moving, "No... the whole world knows this news."

It seems she guessed it.