Chapter 778 The First Meeting Between Two Generations of Dark Lords

Nurmengard has been a bit busy lately, and in just a few months, it has welcomed its third guest.

When Voldemort squeezed through the narrow window like a snake, and light mist fell into the cell on the top floor, Grindelwald, who was taking a nap on the hard bed, also woke up alertly.

"Voldemort?"

Looking at the strange-looking man in black robes in front of him, Grindelwald recalled Fish's evaluation of Voldemort: "He has neither hair nor a nose. He is so ugly!"

Well, it’s really a very concise but accurate summary.

After Grindelwald looked Voldemort up and down, he asked calmly: "What's the reason for you to come to me, a bad old man? Is it that some... Death Eater who wants me to join you?"

When it comes to pretending to be stupid, Grindelwald is no worse than Dumbledore and Fisher. He smacked his toothless mouth and said proudly: "Unfortunately, I have no intention of being inferior to others. If you come to me for cooperation, you can consider it. ”

He paused for a moment, and then said with a bit of provocation and ridicule: "I heard that you lost to a newborn baby before. Maybe you need an old-timer like me to help you."

"Humph! That's not necessary!"

Voldemort had a dark face and snorted coldly and said: "That was just an oversight on my part. I have already found a solution."

"In this case, why did you come to me?" Grindelwald changed his sitting posture, crossed his legs, put one hand on his leg, supported his chin, and with a hint of youthful wildness, provocatively He raised his eyebrows and asked, "I don't think I have much value to you now."

"You are too humble...Senior." Voldemort bowed slightly and said.

For Grindelwald, Voldemort still maintained a certain degree of respect, respecting his ideas, respecting his power and knowledge, but that was all.

After all, Grindelwald has failed and has become a prisoner. And looking at his current appearance, he has obviously lost his original ambition.

Voldemort straightened up and stated his purpose of coming here: "I want to know... the whereabouts of the Elder Wand. If you can tell me, senior, it will be a simple matter of taking you out of here."

It was precisely because he saw that Grindelwald no longer had his original lofty ambitions that Voldemort put forward such a condition, otherwise he would not be stupid enough to add an opponent to himself.

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need." Grindelwald carelessly picked out his ears with his little finger, then put them to his mouth and blew. "I'm used to living here. The outside world has changed too much. I can adapt to it." No."

"So, you are not going to tell me the whereabouts of the Elder Wand?" Voldemort narrowed his scarlet eyes and put his hand in his pocket, ready to pull out the wand at any time.

"Of course not," Grindelwald opened his toothless mouth and smiled: "Although I am very old, I have not lived enough, and..." A trace of hatred flashed on his face, "Me too I wish you could cause trouble for Dumbledore."

Upon hearing this, Voldemort smiled and leaned forward impatiently, asking: "Tell me quickly! Where is the Elder Wand?!"

Grindelwald gave him a strange look, "Didn't I tell you already?"

"...Dumbledore?!" Voldemort reacted immediately after being stunned for a moment, "The Elder Wand is in his hand?!"

It makes sense to think like this. No wonder I have never been able to defeat Dumbledore!

Voldemort now wanted to get the Elder Wand even more.

"Since you already know about the Elder Wand, you must also know about the legend of the three brothers and the Deathly Hallows, right?" Grindelwald said slowly: "According to legend, the eldest of the three brothers was secretly killed while sleeping. Lost the wand, and the characteristics of the elder wand are like this...as long as you defeat the previous owner, it will recognize you as its master."

"Actually, most wands have this characteristic. After losing to someone in a battle, they will be used by that person, or they will not be able to exert their original power when facing that person again." Grindelwald seemed He became interested and chattered: "The Elder Wand is more snobbish than other wands. It doesn't matter what method you use to defeat its previous owner, even if you rely on sneak attacks, it doesn't matter. It only follows the winner. "

"Albus...Dumbledore defeated me, and the Elder Wand naturally came into his hands. And I was the one who stole the Elder Wand first and then knocked out Grigovitch." He shrugged. There was no trace of shame on his face.

This is consistent with what Voldemort learned about Legilimency from Grigovitch, and it is clear that Grindelwald did not lie.

But just in case, Voldemort still asked: "So, what if poisoning or traps are used? Or if Dumbledore himself dies, how can we get its approval?"

"I don't know about that," Grindelwald shook his head, "I had already obtained the Elder Wand at that time, so why did I bother to study this?"

Voldemort nodded in understanding. If it were him, he would not waste time on such a trivial matter. After all, he, like Grindelwald, is confident that once he has the Elder Wand, no one can take it away from him...

Although Grindelwald was ultimately defeated by Dumbledore, Voldemort still had such confidence.

"Thank you for your help."

After Voldemort thanked him insincerely, he just stared at Grindelwald, the red light in his eyes was particularly eye-catching in the dim cell.

Grindelwald looked back at him, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his body changed from the leisurely cross-legged sitting posture to a half-squatting posture full of vigilance.

After the two generations of Dark Lords stared at each other in silence for a long time, Voldemort spoke first: "Do you really not need me to take you out?"

"No need," Grindelwald grinned, "I have accepted my failure. Even if I do it again, the result will probably be no different." He said a little dejectedly: "Besides, I am old and don't plan to toss it again."

Voldemort didn't know whether Grindelwald really thought so, or said so deliberately because he was worried that he would kill him, but the other party had already surrendered, and it was not appropriate for him to be exposed to the public's view now, so...

"What a pity, I originally wanted you, the senior, to be by my side to witness my success." His voice and figure became ethereal, just like when he came, turning into a cloud of light mist, and squeezed out of the narrow window like a snake.

"Witness your success? Hehe... hehe... hehehe hahahahaha!"

Grindelwald looked at the window where Voldemort left, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and his laughter became louder and louder. Later, he even covered his stomach and rolled on the hard bed with laughter.

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