Chapter 1115 Of Course You Can Look After that Child

On the side of the wand-making table, Gregorovich flicked a black-and-silver tape measure at his fingertips. The tape automatically stretched out and flew around Dumbledore. Gregorovich wrote down the corresponding data on the parchment.

"Dumbledore, since the last time you helped me repel that man's Death Eaters, Germany seems to be at peace... Do you think they will come to me again?" After a rustle, temporarily put away the quill The wand maker asked, "This group of thugs seems to have robbed the wealth of several pure-blood families abroad... Mysterious Man, are they in a hurry? I don't think they will find much in the ancestral home of those families." Stuff...they should be going to Gringotts."

Dumbledore opened his arms and asked the tape measure to measure his arm length, "Tom was very anxious. He found that he had an opponent who was completely invincible, but he didn't want to admit it or be reconciled to it. The more important thing is to try to strengthen your own abilities, so you will not be safe here until the mysterious man confirms the whereabouts of the Elder Wand."

"Speaking of the whereabouts of the Elder Wand... it is the most unemotional, calmest and cruelest wand... He constantly lures his master to fight, but he has no fixed allegiance to any one person, it has no long-term master, and It will continue to cause fights..." Gregorovich moved closer to Dumbledore, "Now it will also disappear from your hands, which confirms this statement...Dumbledore, please forgive me, I am really curious... Dumbledore, who in the world can take the Elder Wand from your hand?" Gregorovich quietly looked at Dumbledore's expression, "Is it Alan Harris?"

"Oh? Why do you think it's him?" Dumbledore looked surprised. "Grigorovitch, why do you think it's him?"

"The mysterious man wants to find me to learn about the Elder Wand, so he naturally doesn't know that the Elder Wand was in your hands...and you have lost it...then the only powerful wizard in the world is Alan Harris It's possible." Grigovich pulled out a brand new piece of parchment with some rough and slender fingers, "And you have lost it now...Then the most powerful wizards in the world are only you three..." Grigorovich Ligovic looked at Dumbledore's expression, "However, from your expression, it doesn't seem to be him? Could it be...was stolen by someone? It's a pity that the Elder Wand will change hands only after being defeated. If he If you don’t know this, it seems that you will have to wait decades until you go to see Merlin before it can exert its power.”

Dumbledore sighed: "The Elder Wand was snatched by two wizards disguised as Death Eaters when I just happened to be hit by the poison and was unable to resist. Used an anti-weapon once... So unfortunately, the other party seems to fully understand the secret of this."

"It's probably a pure blood with some background... at least it should be a mixed blood... Muggles can't understand this." Gregorovich nodded, "Then, Dumbledore, do you think it will be Alan Harris ?"

"Honestly, I have doubts...Since those two were pretending to be Death Eaters, they didn't take the opportunity to kill me... If the whole thing is a trap, it is indeed Alan's style and his treatment of me. Attitude...But Gregorovich, I think you should have noticed from the TV that he has completely lost his dependence on the wand..." Dumbledore shook his head, "You seem to be extra interested in him today?"

"The Umbrella Company just sent me an invitation letter, inviting me to live and open a store in the floating city." Grigovich pointed to the letter he had received before, "I want to learn more about him from you. That's all."

"Oh? I invited you too..." Dumbledore frowned and pondered for a moment, "If you are willing to go to Hogwarts,

Your safety is indeed not a problem, but what are you thinking now? "

"I didn't think much about the safety issue... But Dumbledore, I'm old..." Gregovich squeezed out a bitter smile, "It's a bit difficult to make a wand for a lifetime now, I just noticed that it can The accessibility of the nucleus...seemed to help me continue my career."

"Looking at it this way, it is indeed a good thing... Durmstrang students will travel a little longer to buy magic wands from you in the floating city during the holidays... Ollivander will also be very happy to have a colleague to communicate with him at close range Competitive." Dumbledore heard the words and blessed the other party's thoughts, "Speaking of which, he recently learned a hand from Allen and started using metal to make wands."

"That's why I want to go and see it..." Gregorovich responded excitedly, and found that Dumbledore was turning his head and seemed to have a strong interest in the wands in a row of cabinets. He knew that the other party was unwilling to say more Grigovich turned around and opened a cabinet door. The wand maker pulled out a large box, which contained various kinds of wood that had been labeled. He picked out three pieces of wood and pulled them out.

"Ollivander is obsessed with 'choosing a wizard with a wand', but I'm not like that... Most of the mediocre or young wizards who have just entered school choose the ones in my box. It doesn't matter... For a talented wizard like you, I think tailor-made is better. Realize your potential... I remember you have a phoenix, so use the tail feathers of this magical animal that is closely related to you for the core of the wand." Grigovich directed a water basin to float over with his wand, and he pointed to the Soap, "But before testing these three pieces of wood, Dumbledore, please wash your hands, you just ate too many pastries with your hands while watching TV..."

Back at the Monte family mansion, Voldemort's thick leather boots stepped on the scarlet viscous liquid on the ground, and the splashed blood slipped from his leather boots.

In the room, the flowing blood slowly solidified and began to turn black, only the tangy smell of blood continued to spread, and the cold hiss sounded. Behind Voldemort, Nagini's undulating body, bypassing those The criss-crossed corpses left meandering, wide trails of blood on the floor. Judging from the figure in its belly, it had already had a full meal.

The heir of the Monte family, Gregor Monte, was not like his elders and distant relatives who died in this meeting room. He was still alive and well, curled up in a corner, staring tremblingly at the Dark Lord in front of him getting further away from him. getting closer.

Voldemort's terrible snake-like pale face had a sinister twisted smile, and the scarlet eyes with pupils like slits looked at the boy lying on the ground like mud. Behind him, the dry human eyes were covered by a glass cover engraved with complex runes.

"Very well, dear Gregor, you are not lying... I see the truth looking at me from your worthless head... This is indeed the Eye of Vecna ​​I was looking for." Voldemort possessed The head with a side face that seemed to have no ups and downs approached the boy on the ground, "You know the truth about current affairs better than your stupid relatives..."

"The most... the most honorable Dark Lord, please spare my life... I... I am still useful. Most of the wealth of the Monte family is in Gringotts. As the sole heir, I need to take them out." Grid Rigor was terrified, but there was a glimmer of hope in his heart that now that the Dark Lord had found what he wanted, he might be able to let him go—he couldn't wait to go back to Durmstrang, to his father's protection now. Down.

Voldemort turned his cold eyes on Gregor's face a few times: "Lucius?"

"Master, the wealth we have robbed recently is enough for the time being... If we want to rebuild our power, I think we can choose another better target..." Lucius walked forward quickly with his head bowed, his cold gray-blue eyes were emotionless. Looking down at Gregor, whose eyes were paralyzed on the ground, "The goblins of Gringotts are very smart. Although the kid in front of him is logically qualified to inherit their family's wealth, he has to take it before proving that his elder is indeed dead. Less than any gold... master, we needn't delay..."

Gregor was so frightened that he couldn't even utter the words of begging for mercy, but after Lucius finished speaking, there was no movement. He raised his head slightly and looked sideways at Voldemort, trying to see his attitude from his master's expression, but But he saw that his cold mouth had stopped moving, and his slender fingers were pressed on his arm. He checked the news carefully, and seemed to have not paid attention to his thoughtful reply at all-the hostility between the Monte family and the Harris family. He was fully aware of the friendly relationship. Seeing an opportunity at this time, Lucius took advantage of the opportunity to push the Monte family towards destruction.

A low hiss sounded, causing the Death Eaters present to shiver uncontrollably. The giant snake under Voldemort's feet leaned out and stood upright. Its body was as thick as a human's thigh, and its eyes didn't blink. , the pupils are vertical.

"Nagini? Well, since Bella has just finished... Of course you can take care of that child..." Voldemort looked down at the giant snake that was climbing higher and higher, and the snake put its body on Voldemort's shoulders. , Voldemort caressed the giant snake carelessly with his slender fingers, and looked at Gregor who was trembling beside him, "Grigor Monte, since you know who I am, you want to live , then, let's play a game."