Chapter 547: Zhou Hong's warning

"what!"
With Mike's burst, a strange purple light flashed on the elderberry wand in his hand.
And then, under the blessing of the elder wand, the flames of curse around Mike slammed into the darkness in front of Mike with the momentum of thunder!
Seeing this, the bitterness in Grindelwald's smile became more intense.
Although this McTorry had just been promoted to Legend, his awakening ability was really tricky. Coupled with the blessing of the elderberry wand, the opponent's strength seemed a bit outrageous.
If he still retains the fighting power of his heyday, this kind of battle can be solved by just waving his hand, but now, if he doesn't run, he will probably be left here forever.
And now he finally understood that the reason Dumbledore would persuade him not to trouble McTorley was not because he was afraid that he would kill Dumbledore’s own heir, but because he was afraid that he would die at McTorley’s hands. on.
But the bitter smile turned to bitter smile, but Grindelwald had no trace of regret in his heart, and there was no idea of ​​running away at all.
As he said before, he is Grindelwald!
The most powerful black wizard in modern times!
Either you died today, or the other person died!
There is no second possibility!
Thinking of this, Grindelwald's eyes became firm again, and the black and strange silt-like substances around him also seemed to have noticed his master's thoughts and became boiling.
It is a pity that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how strong the fighting will is, it will not help.
Mike's Cursed Flame was so strong after being blessed by the Elder Wand, that the eruption of Grindelwald only slightly slowed the speed of the black silt being burned by the flames, and did not change anything at all.
In the end, as the last mass of black silt was slowly burned out, the only thing left in this world was the beautifully cursed fire between illusion and reality.
In the flames, Grindelwald is still doing the final resistance.
Large streams of black mist continuously sprayed out from its mouth, lingering around it to resist the erosion of flames.
But this is just useless work.
"Except for your weapons."
The red light flashed past, easily pierced the black fog shield, knocked the magic wand in Grindelwald's hand, and instantly turned into a mass of ashes when it fell into the flames.
And without the wand, Grindelwald also lost his last capital. The flame of curse burned out the black mist in a blink of an eye and enveloped Grindelwald's body.
But in the next moment, all the flames disappeared, exposing the flat ground that was buried under the flames and had already been burned into crystals by the flames.
Looking at Grindelwald, who was scorched in the distance and still twitching, Mike sighed slightly.
He didn't know how to leave this secret realm, in case the other party wanted to die with him, he would be over if he set an anti-phantom shifting spell in this secret realm.
So Grindelwald can't die, and if he wants to die, he will have to wait for his interrogation.
Thinking like this, Mike slowly walked towards Grindelwald with his wand.
The tough leather sole stepped on the crystal that was still hot and glowing with colorful light, making a crunching sound.
This voice also caught the attention of Grindelwald, who was constantly struggling and convulsing.
He raised his head with difficulty, and saw shoes appearing in front of him that had been dark black with some glass shards on the bottom.
Almost instinctively, Grindelwald opened his mouth and bit at the calves.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound of flesh clashing reminded me.
Mike frowned and looked at Grindelwald, who was kicked a few meters away by himself, but still struggling to climb here, said:
"Why are you doing this? Isn't it good to hand over the secret key, and then happily greet Death? I didn't want to humiliate you."
Grindelwald did not reply, but continued to crawl towards Mike with a grim expression.
Upon seeing this, Mike sighed and hesitated for a moment before saying:
"I will bury you next to Dumbledore."
As soon as he said this, the surrounding air was stagnant. Grindelwald stared at Mike in a daze, until Mike nodded at him again, he laughed, and pointed to his waist. Hen stretched his curse pocket, then lay down on his back on the ground, giving up resistance.
"Killing Curse."
The green light band slowly wrapped around Grindelwald's body.
This is Mike's last respect for him—giving him a death identical to Dumbledore.
When Grindelwald completely lost his breath, Mike stepped forward and picked up the traceless stretch pocket.
There are not many things in the pocket, only a German flint lighter, some tattered and a dark gem.
There was not even a change of clothes inside, which shows how anxious Grindelwald was when he set off.
The lighter is obviously the secret key, and the black gem is the resurrection stone.
This discovery made Mike frowned.
You know, the resurrection stone has always been kept in Dumbledore's hands.
So did Dumbledore give it to Grindelwald, or did Grindelwald miss Dumbledore so much that he stole it?
It's better to say something if it is the latter, but if it is the former.
Then Dumbledore's meaning is obvious.
He didn't want the Resurrection Stone to fall into the hands of others, and it could be understood that he didn't want others, especially Mike, to gather the Deathly Hallows.
After all, it is easy for Mike now to gather the Three Hallows of Death.
With deep doubts, Mike held Grindelwald's body and tapped the lighter in his hand.
There was a flash of flame on the lighter, and the surrounding light dimmed. When Mike reacted, he had already returned to Dumbledore's gravestone.
Looking at the resurrection stone in his hand, Mike finally shook his head and put it away.
He is a trustworthy person. The matter of the resurrection stone can be mentioned later, but Grindelwald cannot be careless.
Seeing a light swing of the elder wand in his hand, a clearing next to Dumbledore's grave shook suddenly.
Large chunks of soil and rocks were excavated by an invisible giant hand, and they were repeatedly kneaded in the air, decomposed and reorganized, and finally turned into chunks of black marble and piled up next to them.
Only then did Mike officially begin to build the tomb.
But he obviously didn't have the talent for architecture. Even though there was a ready-made model nearby for reference, Mike still took a few hours to bury Grindelwald in it.
Moreover, this is still in the case that Mike followed Grindelwald's will and did not set a tombstone for him.
Fortunately, in the end Mike was finished.
At this time, the horizon was already turned white, and a bright but not dazzling sunlight was thrown down, shining on the two tombs, black and white.
Mike stood blankly in front of the two graves, and after a long time he bowed deeply.
His waist was bent very low, and he bowed for a long time, so that when he straightened up again, it turned out to be bloody, and his eyes suddenly went dark.
Mike hurriedly stabilized his body, but when he looked at the grave, he was taken aback. Three Chinese Network
Perhaps it was because of the dissatisfaction of blood and energy that Mike had hallucinations. He actually saw two tall and handsome young men standing side by side, talking and laughing, facing the golden sun, slowly walking towards the rising sun. go with.
In the air, they could still hear their laughter.
...
"Mike! Are you in any danger?"
In the secret of Freemasonry, Penello was looking at Mike anxiously, while his hands were still walking on Mike's body, checking his physical condition.
On the other hand, Mike looked helpless.
Penello was so allergic that she had already sorted it out before she came back, but she still found traces of the battle on her body.
If you think about it, his wife seems to be the same in the previous life.
So, this is the natural ability of women?
Shaking his head, Mike said helplessly:
"I was not injured."
"Then how did you get the marks on your clothes?"
"I met an old man on the road, and it became like this after I had a fight with him."
Hearing that Penello turned his head fiercely to look at Zhou Hong, who was watching the show. The latter trembled when he saw it, and then quickly nodded.
Seeing this, Penello let go of his heart and gave Mike a blank glance:
"You can't do those dangerous things anymore. I don't want to lose you."
Mike felt a little funny. Before he was promoted to the legend, Zhou Hong couldn't see his mind. Now he is a legend, but Penello is still relying on Zhou Hong to tell whether he is lying.
But think about it, Penello is not that stupid. She did it just to give both sides a step down.
Thinking of this, Mike was a little moved in his heart, hugged Penello and kissed, and then said seriously:
"I assure you that you will not lose me."
"Ok!"
Penello responded softly, and then his body softened into Mike's arms, looking at Mike with flushing face.
Zhou Hong was watching with gusto, and suddenly a pair of big hands covered his eyes from behind, and Victor's voice rang.
"Children look at this kind of thing, but they have needles."
"let me go!"
Zhou Hong roared, and a pair of purplish-red light wings suddenly rose from behind, helping him escape Victor's claws.
Unfortunately, when he looked at Mike again, he found that the two of them had already arranged their clothes, and looked helplessly at this side.
"Tsk!"
Zhou Hong slapped his mouth, gritted his teeth a little dissatisfied, and glared at Victor who had badly done him.
But the latter did not pay attention to him. At this moment, Victor was looking at Mike expectantly, rubbing his hands, and said flatly:
"Boss, hehehe, did you bring back the inner...that is the inner thing when you went to Hogwarts this time?"
Seeing Victor and Zhou Hong who looked so mean in front of him, Mike couldn't help feeling anxious.
The boss is going to be ready to do things here, why are the two of them as employees so dumbfounded?
Shaking his head dissatisfied, Mike threw the resurrection stone out and said:
"Take things and get out of here! Zhou Hong, what are you laughing at? You get out of here too!"
Zhou Hong, who had a gleeful smile on his face, immediately stopped smiling, but he didn't leave according to his words, but looked at Victor curiously.
As for Victor, he hurriedly took the resurrection stone in his hand, first wiped it with his sleeve, until he saw the mark of the three sacred objects of death on it, he held it in his hand with bright eyes and turned it twice. under.
"call!"
A cloud of light gray smoke suddenly rose from the resurrection stone, and slowly gathered in the air, forming a figure.
The figure slowly solidified again, and finally turned into a girl with two tiger teeth.
The moment he saw the girl, Victor's eyes suddenly flashed with grief, but then he returned to his previous humble appearance, and said flatly:
"thank you boss!"
After speaking, Victor turned his head and ran.
But halfway through, he turned back and stretched out his hand expectantly.
"What else is there?"
Mike curled his lips and said angrily:
"talk about it later!"
"Okay! Boss, you are fortunate! Boss, you are busy first!"
After that, Victor is finally gone.
But Mike let out a sigh of relief, but when he was about to continue his'work', he saw that Zhou Hong hadn't left yet, and his face was pale, his eyes protruding, and he was surprised.
He couldn't help but frowned and asked:
"Zhou Hong, what's wrong with you?"
"Just... what you gave him just now is... the Deathly Hallows?"
Zhou Hong said intermittently with a frightened expression.
"Yes, is there any problem?"
"No! Absolutely not!" Zhou Hong screamed, "Mike, you definitely can't let Victor continue to study, nor can you gather all the Deathly Hallows!"
Mike and Penello looked at each other, both faces confused.
They had never seen Zhou Hong so excited.
Suddenly, Mike thought of a possibility.
Perhaps Zhou Hong also saw the flash of sadness on Victor's face before ~ ​​EbookFREE.me~ worried that Victor was only using Mike to see or revive the people he valued, so he was so anxious.
Thinking like this, a smile appeared on Mike's face, comforting:
"I know what you mean, don't worry, Victor..."
"No! You don't understand at all!" Zhou Hong interrupted Mike's words, and roared hysterically, "Absolutely! The Three Hallows of Death must not be gathered together! Otherwise, very bad things will happen! Ancient God! The ancient gods will... will..."
Halfway through, Zhou Hong's body suddenly trembled violently, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't say anything.
It was as if there was a mysterious power preventing him from telling the truth!
Upon seeing this, Mike finally got serious too. He narrowed his eyes and walked slowly to Zhou Hong's side, patted his back and said:
"Take it slow, tell me well, what is that ancient god?"
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