Hogwarts: The Exemplary Wizard I Am Chapter 948: The Deal with Grindelwald - Novel Cool

Chapter 948: The Deal with Grindelwald

Chapter 948: The Deal with Grindelwald

"...What exactly is the reason that earned you his favor?"

As Kyle listened to Grindelwald's words, he felt as if something had fallen from the sky and landed precisely on him.

Upon closer inspection, it was a large barrel filled with vinegar.

The feeling was as if a Hufflepuff who wanted to return to the common room had knocked on the wrong door and been doused in vinegar.

The entire box, an area almost half the size of the Forbidden Forest, was filled with a strong, pungent smell of vinegar.

It was too sour...

Kyle subconsciously took a step back, trying to put as much distance as possible between himself and Grindelwald.

"Maybe it's because I'm a student..." Kyle's eyes darted around, trying to appear less nervous.

"A student with a pure heart and excellent grades will always be favored by the headmaster, isn't that so?"

"Excellent grades, perhaps..." Grindelwald took graceful strides, circling around Kyle.

"I saw some interesting memories from the man who gave me my wand... Do you want to know what they were?"

"Sir, it's not right to peek into other people's memories," Kyle said cautiously.

Grindelwald paused for a moment, and even his deliberately light voice became much heavier for an instant, but he quickly returned to normal.

Grindelwald continued to circle Kyle, saying softly, "Many people believe I'm an evil dark wizard and the instigator of the Wizarding War, but do you know when I first used the Killing Curse on an enemy?"

"I don't know..."

"Seventeen," Grindelwald continued without waiting for Kyle to finish, "When I was still studying at Durmstrang, although I was obsessed with researching dark magic and experimenting on my classmates, I never had the thought of killing them.

"Later, when they expelled me, I had even less of a chance."

Grindelwald seemed lost in his memories, narrating these experiences that no one else was interested in...

Hmm... Except for Dumbledore, he was listening attentively.

Kyle didn't want to listen, but he didn't want to disturb him either.

Grindelwald circled once more and continued, "And that ugly fellow who is called the Dark Lord..."

"When did he first kill someone?" This question was directed at Dumbledore.

"As far as I know, it was in his fifth year," Dumbledore pondered for a moment before replying, "Bellatrix, that should have been the first time he truly killed a wizard of his own accord, and in terms of age... sixteen."

"Sixteen isn't young either," Grindelwald said, "But I know someone who, at the age of eleven, in his first year, killed an illegal Animagus in the forest."

"Oh, and during the holidays, he killed a werewolf too." Grindelwald fixed his gaze on Kyle, almost calling him out by name.

"It wasn't me, I didn't do it, don't make up lies," Kyle vehemently denied, "That Animagus rat was killed by Orren, and it had nothing to do with me.

"As for the werewolf, I only did it for self-defense, and at that time, it was only injured and not dead yet."

"Ah, it had nothing to do with you... self-defense..." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "Such an unbreakable reason."

"What about the professor in our second year, Kwerenaskilo?" Grindelwald continued, seemingly unaware that Snape beside him was already sweating from tension.

Perhaps he noticed, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Let me guess, you must have killed him for self-defense too, right?"

"This has nothing to do with me," Kyle shook his head repeatedly, "He wanted to take us down with him, so he used a wide-range Incendio, but fortunately, Dumbledore appeared just in time, saving me and Harry."

"I can testify to that," Dumbledore nodded from the side, "Kwerenaskilo did indeed die from the fiery flames, and at that time, Kyle didn't know that spell yet."

"You're too trusting, Albus," Grindelwald scoffed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"And in our third year..."

"Nothing happened in our third year," Kyle interjected, "Although many were injured, they all survived, including Professor Lockhart who only lost his memory, but no one died."

"What about the other Animagus in our fourth year?"

"Peter? He deserved it."

"Another unbreakable reason," Grindelwald said with a meaningful tone, but he didn't argue.

"In our fifth year, during the Triwizard Tournament, I don't need to say more, do I?" He took a step forward, his slightly clouded eyes fixed on Kyle. "You were even sent to the Ministry's trial.

"And most importantly, after that, you completely dropped your disguise, especially after graduation, and the number of wizards you killed kept increasing."

"It seems that you are more terrifying than me and that Tom," Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore intentionally, "At least I didn't kill any other wizards when I was eleven, nor did I have such thoughts."

"I said, that Animagus rat named Pochie was killed by Orren," Kyle repeated helplessly, refusing to take the blame.

"And I don't know where you got those messy wild memories from..." Kyle also stared at Grindelwald.

"But I can assure you, before the Battle of Hogwarts, my magic was as pure as the snowflakes that fell in winter."

"I don't need you to remind me of that." Grindelwald chuckled, "I noticed it the last time you were here."

"That's the scariest part, isn't it?" Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore again, his expression as if he was putting on eye drops.

Merlin's beard... Kyle's lips twitched.

But Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, as if he knew the truth and wasn't going to be swayed by Grindelwald's words.

And in his current state of not even being able to hold a wand, his thoughts seemed useless. Even if Kyle were to become the next Dark Lord, he couldn't stop him.

"Let's make a deal." As Grindelwald was about to continue, Kyle immediately extended his hand and took out three photos.

However, he held them upside down, and Grindelwald could only see the words written on the back of the photos, like notes.

[Sadness]

[Shock]

[Marriage Certificate]

"Pick one, and then let's end this topic." Kyle said.

"What's this?" Grindelwald raised an eyebrow, "Your photo diary? I'm not interested."

"I don't think so." Kyle said confidently, "And I dare say, you will be interested. You might even be tempted to snatch the remaining two after seeing the photos clearly."

"But I must tell you in advance, you can only take one. I won't give them all to you."

"You're so confident?" Grindelwald stared at the photos, but Kyle moved his hand, revealing a hint of yellow beneath the photos.

Grindelwald immediately averted his gaze.

"They're just a few photos, is it worth it?"

"These are treasures, and being extra cautious is not excessive." Kyle smiled.

"Then I'll take this one." Grindelwald didn't mind and took the top photo labeled [Sadness], casually flipping it over.

Visibly, Grindelwald's pupils trembled, and his steady breathing became erratic.

"Give them all to me!" He reached out and grabbed at Kyle.

But Kyle had anticipated this, and as he looked at the photos, he had already quickly retreated a few steps.

Grindelwald grabbed at thin air.

Instinctively, he stepped forward,

A cluster of crimson flames appeared on Kyle's fingers, and the flickering flames were less than an inch away from the photos.

"Stay there and don't move, Mr. Grindelwald, or I'll burn them all."

"You're threatening me." Grindelwald looked at Kyle coldly.

"Yes, I'm threatening you." Kyle seemed unafraid, "And I'm not afraid to tell you, these are all candid shots I took with great care. There will never be a second copy of these photos, especially this one..."

He took out the photo labeled [Marriage Certificate] and waved it in front of Grindelwald.

"I think you must have guessed it. I once traveled back to 1899."

"That's right. When you came to Nurmengard, I knew it wasn't our first meeting."

Grindelwald spoke in a low voice, "In Godric's Hollow, you told Bathilda Bagshot that you liked Magical History... Do you remember what I said then?"

"You said... I knew we would meet again." Kyle recalled his experience in Nurmengard and spoke softly.

"That's right. Ever since I saw you, I suddenly thought of many things and had bold speculations. Fortunately, my speculations are usually accurate."

"I don't believe you." Kyle said.

"For example, the one who tormented Albus for a lifetime, his foolish sister." Grindelwald spoke with a hint of pride in his tone.

"If there was a chance to bring Albus back to the past, I think he would definitely go to save Ariana... But it's impossible. Changing the facts will only result in being trapped in the past, disappearing into the past..."

"But my memories of the past include you, which means someone went to save him... How about that, I didn't get it wrong, did I?"

Kyle fell silent for a moment.

"Why can't it be me going to 1899?"

"Because you came to find me." Grindelwald said calmly, "And I heard your complaints... You came to me because of Albus."

"Because I mentioned Professor Dumbledore?" Kyle was incredulous, "In such a short time, you not only guessed the truth but also guessed what I was going to ask?"

"If you want to bring Albus back, you must find him first." Grindelwald moved forward without showing any signs, "I told you, I'm good at these things..."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the photo labeled [Shock], quickly snatching it away.

But at this moment, Kyle reacted instantly, raising his hand swiftly, and the flames on his fingers approached the remaining photo again, and due to the close distance, one corner had already started to turn yellow and curl.

"Stop!"

Grindelwald backed away in a fluster.

Only then did Kyle move away the Fiery Flame.

"I admit, you are the most analytical wizard I've ever met, and even scary. But I'm not bad either."

Kyle waved the Fiery Flame in his hand, along with the photograph.

"To be honest, I took this in 1899, right in the barn..."

At the mention of 1899 and the barn, Grindelwald's expression changed. "Give it to me... You can ask for anything in return."

Dumbledore's expression also shifted.

1899, the barn... Combined with some of the previous events and Kyle's ever-present camera, he suddenly realized something.

"You..."

"Then I'll have to think about it." Kyle said.

"No, give it to me now!"

"You..."

"I have it, and I'm the one calling the shots."

Neither Kyle nor Grindelwald paid any attention to Dumbledore as they stared at each other in a tense standoff.

During this, Kyle waved his hand, and a small, fluffy creature emerged from the side.

Before Grindelwald could react, Kyle slipped the photograph into Snuffles' inner pocket.

"If there's any danger, eat it," Kyle said,

In the blink of an eye, Snuffles disappeared into the ground.

Grindelwald's forehead twitched, and he immediately raised his wand, but he didn't do anything, his face alternating between anger and calm.

After a moment, he lowered his wand.

"I hate Snuffles..."

"I quite like them," Kyle said with a smile, "They're so cute, and they're incredibly capable..."

This statement evoked some unpleasant memories for Grindelwald. He once had something extremely important, and it was stolen by a Snuffles.

These magical creatures were weak and had no means of attack, but they were incredibly resilient and had an unreasonable amount of special talents.

They could take something without anyone noticing, making them born thieves.

Yes, even he hadn't noticed, or the container of the Blood Pact wouldn't have been stolen.

This was one of the most annoying things that had ever happened to Grindelwald.

Now, another thing related to the Blood Pact was in Snuffles' hands, and he wasn't sure if he could catch Snuffles immediately.

In a sense, Snuffles were more troublesome than Kneazles.

"What do you want?" Grindelwald asked again.

"I said, I need to think about it," Kyle said, "Such a valuable item, I'll have to make a big profit for it to be worth the effort."

"That thing is worthless to others."

"So I'll just make a profit from you," Kyle said matter-of-factly, causing Grindelwald's forehead to twitch.

At this moment, he really wanted to stab Kyle with his wand... Without a spell, just a hard stab.

The two of them faced off for nearly ten minutes, the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense.

"Don't forget, we have more important things to do," Dumbledore spoke up, deliberately breaking the strange atmosphere.

He didn't know why, but although it was a matter concerning himself, he couldn't participate, not even having the right to offer an opinion.

Even though he wasn't truly alive right now, he couldn't be ignored like this.

And Kyle was making a deal with his photograph right in front of him, which was a bit too much.

Dumbledore was angry, so he decided to... change the subject.

What else could he do? If he could cast the most basic Lumos Charm, he wouldn't have had to watch Kyle and Grindelwald being so arrogant earlier.

"More important things..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore, blinking in confusion, "So you didn't come here to find me?"

"Not initially," Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "But now it's different, with that kind of photograph, you must have more than three of them."

"That depends on how you understand it," Kyle said, "I personally like to collect photos with special significance."

"But I don't plan to give it to you, two is enough for me," he added, causing Grindelwald to grind his teeth in anger.

He had thought Newt Scamander was annoying enough, but he didn't expect there to be someone even more irritating.

Wait, this Kyle was also related to Newt Scamander... After all, he was too familiar with that kind of portable tent.

Indeed, not killing Scamander initially was a mistake.

Grindelwald didn't speak, trying to calm himself down, and Dumbledore finally found an opportunity to step between the two, attempting to separate them while changing the subject, "Kyle, you're right, we didn't come to find you, but to find another person."

"Another person..." Kyle subconsciously looked at Snape.

Besides him, there was only Snape here.

Kyle suddenly realized that during their conversation, Snape had been too quiet, and when he saw Grindelwald, he didn't show any surprise, which was out of character for him.

Could it be...

The person Grindelwald mentioned, the one who gave him the wand and showed him the memories, was Snape...

Kyle couldn't help but look at Dumbledore.

At this moment, he was looking at Snape with a serious expression.

"Severus, can you tell me why you gave your wand to Grindelwald?"

...

(End of Chapter)

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