I wield a sword at Hogwarts

"He will bring light to the wizarding world, Albus." Grindelwald walked down the door steps.

"He will still bring light to the wizarding world," Dumbledore shook his head and said, "He can still bring light to the wizarding world."

"But he is John Wick, not the king," Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore's old face and said word by word, "The king is lonely."

"The king is selfless."

"The king is powerful."

"King should belong to everyone, not just some people."

Complete martyrdom, kill the last of John Wick's innocence, and make him a complete king.

This is the result Grindelwald wants.

Use your own death to fill your young and immortal body with guilt and responsibility.

Kill the will of John Wick and become a selfless king.

"You have gone mad," said Dumbledore.

"That's how it should be when I step into that tower," Grindelwald replied.

The wind blew through his silver-white hair, and Grindelwald looked at the person in front of him in a daze, "You have aged too much, Al."

"No one ages forever, Gail."

Dumbledore looked into the wind.

"What are you going to do with me?" Grindelwald laughed at himself, "Build another tower?"

At the end of Godric's Valley, the man named John Wick walked slowly.

The three gathered together again in Godric's Hollow.

Reunion after a century.

Dumbledore's eyes moved away from Grindelwald and fell on the child who became the king.

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Chapter 760 The Battle of the Strongest Wizards

The noisy wind brings moist air.

That moisture turned to dryness as it passed John.

In the hands of this young man who is about to become king, a golden cup serves as a wine glass.

Seeing the golden cup, Dumbledore's eyes darkened.

There is no way out.

It’s all about choice.

"The great Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore." John walked over slowly. He put on the luxurious green wizard robes, and the silver ring on his finger was The alexandrite ring, the wine glass held in the palm of the hand.

The golden liquid was sloshing inside, and the liquid that was about to overflow would never be sloshed down.

The three reunited.

Old people and young people.

The three people from a hundred years ago reunited in this way a hundred years later.

It's a duel that lasts forever.

Dumbledore's eyes focused on the Holy Grail.

"I thought you destroyed it," said Dumbledore.

"I can recreate it." John handed the Holy Grail out just as he had done at the door of the Star Club, "Such a peerless wine is worthy of the end of a legend."

The same choice, drink or not drink.

Now Dumbledore has no choice.

Only those who are strong enough are qualified to stand on the same battlefield as the king.

John stared at Dumbledore, "Drink it, use your prime."

"You are too old to be killed by me."

"If this is what you want." Dumbledore compromised, and he took the treasure that so many people were flocking to.

A Hufflepuff treasure that was once one of the four founders of Hogwarts.

This cup embodies the friendship of the four giants, and it was also Wang's first miracle.

Drink it.

That means that the two will complete a fight to the death.

This is a duel with the goal of killing each other.

Dumbledore was also drawn into the ranks of martyrs.

The difference is that Grindelwald wants to use martyrdom to create the king of the entire magical world.

As for Dumbledore, he wanted to be John Wick.

The golden liquid touched the old man's lips.

Throat rolls.

The liquid in the cup flows into your mouth.

It was a strange smell, a bit like the smell of blood.

Perhaps the Holy Grail is the blood of God.

The ability to rejuvenate is demonstrated in Dumbledore.

The wrinkled face gradually faded away like a facelift.

The beard gradually becomes shorter and the white hair turns red.

He has become younger.

He raised his right hand, and his old palm turned young again.

The originally black fingers returned to normal with the help of the strongest potion.

Unprecedented pleasure.

Dumbledore could feel how excited he was when the magic accumulated over the years appeared in a young body.

Those magic powers are wreaking havoc on this body.

Dumbledore.

Now he is truly the greatest wizard and the most powerful wizard.

Returning to his prime, Dumbledore took off his glasses.

The half-moon glasses that had been with him for many years were no longer needed.

Grindelwald looked at this face and didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The magic power close to level 8 was as active as a burning torch in front of John.

The greatest wizard is never just talk.

Dumbledore handed the Holy Grail back, and John took it casually.

"Bring your wand, Dumbledore."

He turned and left, "I said, I will be in front of everyone's attention."

The vast battle of change needs to be staged on a meaningful enough battlefield.

that place.

Right in Nurmengard.

…

The tower that should have been destroyed once again restrained Grindelwald.

Dumbledore is here.

He was alone, and Grindelwald did not come, or in other words, the Dark Lord, who had been crazy all his life, suddenly began to be afraid.

That field of withered roses was once filled with the same red as Dumbledore's.

When Dumbledore saw these flowers, he wanted to know how lonely Grindelwald was under that tower.

The golden vertical line in front cut the space, and John stepped out of the opened passage.

He and Dumbledore looked at each other from afar.

"I have found enough audiences for this battle." John said calmly.

In the sky, a castle hangs down.

Above the castle are the ancient families and the Ministry of Magic.

In the distance, a cruise ship far enough away appeared.

Mycroft held the telescope in his hand.

This is an adventure that can serve as the brain that needs insight into everything he must come to.

No surveillance image is more accurate than what you can see intuitively.

"John Wick, if it were you, maybe we should be friends." Mycroft whispered in his heart.

This young man, whom he had only met three times, would give Mycroft a new feeling every time.

"Assess this battle. How many people do we need to bring these wizards down?"

Mycroft gave instructions to the members of Section 7 on the side.

These former top agents are now very energetic.

If nothing unexpected happens, this duel will determine the future strategic direction of Britain.

…

"Is that Dumbledore?"

Lucius looked uncertainly at the much younger man, who had none of Dumbledore's white hair and long beard.

The youthful appearance was something Lucius had never seen before when he was in school.

"It's him." Old Gower's father, now the head of the Gower family, spoke.

He recognized this man and was honored that he had seen Professor Dumbledore like this before when he was a student at Hogwarts.

That was so young, a centenarian turned into a young man in his forties or fifties.

"How did he do it?" The Bulgarian Minister of Magic on the side was confused.

The International Federation of Wizards is also here.

Because they need to witness this moment.

This is related to the subsequent founding of the country.

There can only be one king.

If John cannot defeat the first king, then he, the second king, can only continue to become the second king.

Power is a prerequisite for a king.

"Holy Grail." Ludwig, the owner of the castle, said, "Rejuvenation."

They seemed to have subconsciously forgotten about the Holy Grail that was destroyed in public.

When John was not strong enough, he destroyed the Holy Grail in front of everyone and put an end to all thoughts of coveting the Holy Grail.

But they forgot that John made that thing.

And what is needed has always been in John's hands.