Chapter 128 I Am Black 2nd Generation?
Early the next morning, when Wentworth saw Cedric waiting outside his bedroom, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Cedric lent him the pendant that Wentworth had lent to him, and returned it to Wentworth solemnly, and whispered in Wentworth's ear:
"thanks!"
Wentworth heard what Cedric said, and said with a smile:
"Have you seen them?"
Cedric nodded solemnly.
"Actually, they are all good people!"
Wentworth emphasized.
Although I don't know what happened, but if you want to rescue Cedric in the battlefield, it is impossible for those old guys in the family not to use black magic, so Wentworth said so.
When Cedric heard what Wentworth said, the smile on his face froze slightly, and at this moment, Green walked over from not far away.
"Wow, Cedric, you're back! Just come back. What Wentworth said to me yesterday scared me to death! By the way, is your father okay?"
Green gave Cedric a hug heavily, and then asked.
Talking like this, the three of them headed to the Great Hall of Hogwarts, preparing to have breakfast.
After the three sat down, Green couldn't wait to speak:
"Cedric, tell me quickly, what happened at the scene yesterday?"
Not only the three of them here, but in today's Hogwarts Great Hall, if you look carefully, you will find many whispering students! Apparently, some students already know what happened in London yesterday.
And Wentworth also came over with a look of anticipation. The scene yesterday was exciting to imagine.
Just when Cedric was about to come up with the answer he had carefully prepared yesterday, countless owls screamed and flew into the Hogwarts auditorium.
"I think the answer you want to know has come!"
Cedric pointed at the owl that flew in, and said with a wry smile.
Sure enough, with the arrival of the owl, in addition to a large number of letters from the parents of Hogwarts students, there is also the latest issue of the newspaper.
in,
The headline on the front page of the "Daily Prophet" reads--Death Battle!
The article is very long, but it is very simple to sum up:
The voodoo party that once ravaged Europe and the United States has made a comeback, but it has encountered stubborn resistance from the British Ministry of Magic in the UK! Under the leadership of Minister Fudge, the British Ministry of Magic has fought against the Witch Party with its own strength, and it will never retreat!
In the end, the dispirited Witch Party had to kidnap a Hogwarts student in an attempt to force the British Ministry of Magic to submit. Minister Fudge gave full play to his political skills, argued hard, and finally used a few useless gangsters Wizard, get that little wizard back!
What followed was a series of compliments on the Ministry of Magic and Fudge, as well as photos of Fudge in interviews.
In the Hogwarts auditorium, other people were talking about the contents of the newspaper, while Wentworth and Green looked at the shy Cedric in front of them, their eyes were a little dull.
"The Hogwarts student mentioned in the newspaper is not you, is it?"
Green pointed to the newspaper in his hand, then pointed to Cedric, and said in disbelief.
Cedric blushed and nodded.
"hiss……"
Green and Wentworth gasped at the same time.
But before the two could react, they heard several screams from all around:
"Come on, check out the latest issue of The Quibbler!"
Soon, under Green's influence as a Hufflepuff prefect, a copy of the latest issue of "The Quibbler" was placed in front of the three of them.
Unlike the "Daily Prophet", the front page headline of "The Quibbler" is just a photo!
But from the photos, it can be seen that under the cover of black veils all over the sky, on the streets of London, wizards who clearly belong to two camps are confronting each other!
Although nothing was published on this page of the newspaper except for a pair of photos, a sense of tension and oppression rushed over my face, as if the mountain and the rain were about to come.
On the second page, the reporter described in detail the cause, process, and result of the war. At the end of the article, the reporter said:
I think we have to admit a fact! The legend has come to reality!
Moreover, at the end of the article, the author cleverly added another photo. It was the streets of London that had not yet come and been repaired after the war. The ruins everywhere reminded readers that this war was far from As simple as it is portrayed in the Daily Prophet.
Seeing the photo at the end of the article, and looking at Cedric sitting next to him, Wentworth patted his chest and said with some exaggeration:
"Merlin, I didn't expect to be able to have breakfast with you in the Hogwarts auditorium this morning! Thank you, Merlin!"
While speaking, Wentworth raised the cup in his hand, made a respectful salute to the air, and planned to drink up the pumpkin juice in the cup.
At this time, Green also said with emotion:
"That's right! You should really be grateful to Merlin for being able to come back alive from the hands of the disciples of the first Dark Lord Grindelwald!"
"puff!"
However, as soon as Green's words fell, Wentworth at the side sprayed out the pumpkin juice in his mouth and sprayed Green's face.
Green sat on Hufflepuff's seat with a dazed expression, while Hufflepuff's exclamations were all around him.
"Oh! My God! What are you two?"
Cedric also jumped up at the first time, but when Cedric looked at Wentworth and Green, he found that the expressions of the two were surprisingly consistent, and they were both dumbfounded.
"Clean up!"
Fortunately, this is Hogwarts. With the help of the students around, Green finally didn't have to walk out with the yellow goo on his face.
"I'm going back to take a shower!"
But even so, Green turned and ran out of the Hogwarts auditorium after dropping a sentence.
And after helping Green clean up, Cedric turned his attention to Wentworth again, only to see that Wentworth still had a dull expression on his face.
At this moment, Green's words just now kept flashing in Wentworth's mind.
The first generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald?
The first generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald!
Grindelwald's surname seems familiar, right? Isn't that my own last name?
So, who am I?
Facing this ultimate philosophical question, Wentworth suddenly felt that his mind was not enough.
Could it be that he is the legendary second generation black?
"Wentworth?"
At this moment, Cedric's calling sounded softly in Wentworth's ear. Wentworth glanced at Cedric, then showed a smile uglier than crying, and said to Cedric arrive:
"I think, I'm going to go to the library first!"