The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Tsk, more than 40 years later, this place is still the same."

On the streets of Berlin, Germany, a very handsome old man wearing a long black trench coat walked gracefully on the street.

Although his white hair is messy, it has a wild and unyielding meaning.

"Ah, it's really been a long time since I've been here."

Grindelwald stopped in front of a small restaurant and looked at the small glass window with some emotion.

Behind the glass window, a fat, very kind old man who was slightly fat was serving dishes around the restaurant with a plate.

"Welcome, what can I order?"

Grindelwald walked into the dining room and found a seat to sit down. The kind old man quickly walked over.

"One roast pork knuckle, one sausage, the roast pork knuckle should be crispy but not burnt."

Grindelwald raised his face and smiled at the old man.

"You! This is impossible"!

The kind old man's expression changed instantly, and then he began to carefully look at Grindelwald in front of him.

"That's right, Simon, the one sitting in front of you is the living Grindelwald. Now please bring my food first. I haven't eaten for a day since I escaped from prison."

Grindelwald knocked on the table with a smile, and Simon turned around and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, a roast pork knuckle with good appearance was served.

"I was really starving. I even stole something from the Muggle's house to feed my stomach on the way to escape. It seems that it is not good to build a castle far away from Muggles. I almost starved to death halfway." !

Grindelwald complained and continued:

"Is there any wine? It's too cold, I want to drink a little to warm up."

"Of course, my lord."

Simon immediately went to the counter to get a bottle of whiskey and poured a glass for Grindelwald.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll close the store."

Simon stood up and began to apologize to the remaining customers in the store.

In the eyes of everyone's understanding, there were only two people left in the shop.

"how is it going"?

Grindelwald devoured the sausages on the plate, looking like he hadn't had enough for a long time.

"It's plain, my lord, I've lived here for 30 years."

Simon lowered his head, not daring to continue speaking.

"I thought you would lead my remaining forces to continue fighting with Dumbledore, but I didn't expect you to leave them and come here to open a small restaurant, and it's a restaurant that serves Muggles."

Grindelwald put down his knife and fork and stared closely at Simon's eyes.

"grown ups"!

Simon immediately knelt down in awe, slumped on the ground and didn't even dare to lift his head up.

"Humph".

Grindelwald snorted coldly, and then continued:

"Stand up, it's the right thing to protect yourself, I don't blame you."

"Yes, sir"!

Simon immediately stood up in awe.

"Who is Simon in Knockturn Alley"?

Grindelwald ate the last piece of sausage and wiped his mouth.

"It's my son, my lord. He prefers contact with wizards, so I let him disguise himself as me and stay in the shop in Knockturn Alley."

Simon replied respectfully immediately.

"My grandson is really stupid. He didn't realize that his grandfather Simon had already changed people. Hmph, he's still younger and less vigilant."

Grindelwald snorted and stood up.

"Prepare me a room, I'm going to live here for a while."

"Yes, my lord, but may I ask you"...

Simon was hesitant to speak.

"My previous ideals were wrong. These Muggles have already broken the balance, and wizards can't win."

Grindelwald shook his head regretfully, and then continued:

"But for the continuation of the sacred blood, I made a difficult decision."

"Maybe it's time to completely expose the mysterious wizarding world to these stupid Muggles. Our mystery will make them awed and make it harder for them to discover our strong and weak."

"Only in this way can we strive for more living space for wizards"...

Grindelwald sighed regretfully.

"Two years ago, I was still confident, and I still believed that those Muggles were stupid, and they could still be subdued with just a little trick, but after reading some books, I really understood the nature of this world."

"The more scarce it is, the more cherished it is. The idea of ​​survival will push people to keep moving forward. Compared with wizards, scarcer resources and more troublesome life are the driving forces for their development."

"Compared to the struggling Muggles in the Middle Ages, wizards have never lacked resources, but we use these resources for hedonic and theoretical research, never thinking about really changing the world."

Speaking of which, Grindelwald glanced at Simon's surprised face, took a sip of beer and continued:

"The Muggle population keeps multiplying, and resources become scarce. They have to develop technology frantically to produce or plunder more resources from other Muggle populations to keep themselves from collapsing. The development of technology is under the choice of life and death. will become faster."

"At the same time, because plundering will inevitably be resisted, the development of military technology will be far higher than that of ordinary technology. Therefore, at the moment when Muggles carried out the industrial revolution, we have already lost, and we have lost completely."

"Forget it, it's useless to talk too much. I'm going to rest first. These things are very busy, and I need more time to think and execute."

Grindelwald drank the last drop of beer from the glass and stood up.

"Clean up a room for me."

"Yes! Your Excellency!"

Simon stepped back respectfully, Grindelwald opened the window on the second floor, leaned against the window, and stared thoughtfully at the crowd below.

This is one of the most prosperous commercial streets in Berlin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The street is full of people and traffic, which is very lively and prosperous.

"Diagon Alley is nowhere near one-tenth of what it is here."

Grindelwald snorted coldly, and then planned to return to his room to rest.

"what"!

But suddenly, there was a scream from the street below!

"Um"?

Grindelwald turned his head in confusion, accompanied by a panicked cry, and the street suddenly became a mess.

A middle-aged man staggering on the street pounced on the passerby beside him without warning, biting his throat with his teeth.

With the splash of blood, the crowd on the entire street suddenly fell into chaos.

However, the culprit who made all this is desperately biting the passers-by who have long been silent, blood splattered everywhere, even flowing on the middle-aged man's white eyeballs.

"Infernal Corpse"!

Grindelwald's expression changed, then he opened the window and jumped from the second floor.

"Burning Fire"!

The blue flame instantly turned the disgusting undead and the unfortunate bitten into fly ashes. The surrounding crowd watched in disbelief and screamed in fear.

"Boom"!

Along with a loud bang, a violent explosion occurred in a restaurant in the far side of the street. The flames covered half of the street, and people fled everywhere in panic. Crowding and stamping occurred from time to time in the crowd.

"Damn, have the people of the German Ministry of Magic degenerated to such a degree?"

Grindelwald scolded, and then slowly drew the wand from his arms.

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