The draw starts from Azkaban

Bella watched Du Wei approaching, but did not make a move, and Du Wei did the same. The two approached, approached, approached, and then, [Avada Killed].

Bella shot first, she turned her body slightly, and cast the spell quickly.

Her hatred is shown through her spells.

Her voice echoed throughout the space.

Avada Kedavra!
That terrible voice!

Dewey Jones was the same, he didn't know why, tears came to his eyes, he didn't know why, he just wanted to cry.

The same is true for Bella, she did not hesitate to do it, she knew that this person was a great danger to her master, no matter why he appeared here - this point Bella was no longer willing to think about it, she only knew that she just wanted to Kill Duvi Jones here, and her master can relax a lot.

For the master.

For, master!
Bella has never doubted the authenticity of what she said. She said that for the master, it is for the master. There are many things in this world that are more important than life, for example, her master.

She didn't even know whether she liked Master or simply admired Master.

Or are you just pitying me?

Grindelwald squeezed his shoulders a little uncomfortablely. Just now, the spell of unknown spell hit his shoulders all the time, making him very uncomfortable: "Are you really helping me?"

As long as it can give others a little sting!

Should still be there.

"You have no hatred. I originally thought you would resent Dumbledore, and even the world."

Everything is called the Dark Lord. At this time, he is no longer the same as before. Even if he is Grindelwald, the current Grindelwald is completely different from the Grindelwald who caused a bloodbath in Europe back then.

climate torture.

[Fierffire Shield] with the apprentice prefix, blue flames appeared, forming a shield, Bella's Unforgivable Curse flew out from his side, broke through [Fiendfire Shield], and landed in the distance, exploding A piece of cliff was shattered.

In the blue flames, Duvi Jones thought of the conversation he had with Grindelwald in Nurmengard.

There will be no pain. "

The good news is that Voldemort never heard Grindelwald's voice.

I have lost a lot of things, I have persuaded others, oh, speaking of it, I also want to thank those people in the wizarding world, they did not take away my books, I read these books over and over again, but it was of no use.

It's like this, my magic is indeed not as good as before, and it takes me a lot of time to even light a fire, but I think my ability to see people is still there.

cold.

Duvi Jones nodded. For a moment, he didn't even want to use magic to hit Grindelwald to get the card he wanted.

Duvi Jones set off the dragon fire again, he roared, spittle splashed, there was no image, the muscles on the whole face were full of madness and chaos, uncontrollable muscles, a large amount of flames erupted through his wand Going out, he is like a volcano, trying to burn everything in this world.

For a while, I was really in pain, but later, I reconciled. What you asked me to do, etc., should not be what you asked me to do. Before you came, you should think about everything clearly. "

Just a little bit!

It doesn't matter anymore.

"No, no, no, I haven't learned how to cast spells without a stick. I just use my magic power, which is gradually drying up, to do something to make my life easier. If you don't want to commit suicide, then you have to survive. The magic world is here. They are not very concerned, they are only responsible that no one will come in, this is the earliest time, they were still responsible at that time, they were afraid that my followers would come to rescue me, but in fact, I came here voluntarily.

He just kept his eyes calm. Grindelwald's current state is incomprehensible.

Duvi Jones looked at him and said, "Do you need me to help you? I can kill you and end your pain. Don't worry, my Avada Kedavra is very powerful. It can make you Just die peacefully.

Grindelwald spread out his hand, suddenly turned a big corner and said: "So, can I burn my body? I know some black magic, and I can use other people's bodies. Do you understand what I mean? "

Even if someone comes to save me, I will not leave. My followers, they are all about the same, they always have to be sober, don't they?

Just a little bit.

The former Dark Lord sat on a dilapidated chair, but even so, he still didn't have any temperament of his youth.

Duvi Jones said, he gave Grindelwald a few more shots, and cast some auxiliary spells by the way, with fabricated voices coming out of it.

So are you really pitying me?Why do I feel that you are not pitying me, you are just pitying yourself?
Push yourself and others, you just push the emotions you feel onto me, that is to say.

What a poor person. For so many years, I have been hiding in this dark place. It must be very painful and uncomfortable, so killing it is a relief?
Yeah?young people?

Only one person can get out of here alive today.

"No need to do this," Grindelwald listened attentively, and after listening to the words above in this dilapidated seat, a mysterious smile appeared on his face and said: "So you are lying to the kid who is coming? And Deng Bullido's name, it's really interesting..."

The bad news is that Duvi Jones may have to arrange everything here in a short time, so he needs [Legiliency] Grindelwald. He doesn't know whether Grindelwald's spirit is strong after so many years.

He crossed his hands, and sat where he used to sit—the place that used to be beautiful, his study, the fireplace hadn't been built for many years, and the entire stone castle revealed a surprising coldness.

As for Duwei Jones, he wanted to make Voldemort feel what pain is!
Even if the pain is quite low.

hunger.

"There is no need to leave," Grindelwald patted his clothes with the palm of his hand, a lot of dust came out of his clothes, Grindelwald said: "You also misunderstood me, I don't mean you It is another thing to say kill me or take me back, that is, you really ask yourself, are you helping me?
Are you trying to help me?

Duvi Jones said, "I can take you out too..."

Blue flames soared into the sky, illuminating the darkness here, and Duvi Jones' magic was as crazy and indifferent as his will.

abjection.

"I can help you," he said.

You saw you in my body, and poured your will into me wishfully, so you think killing me is a kind of help, because you think death is a kind of help. "

"Thank you, young man."

Grindelwald said, opening his arms, facing Duvi Jones and saying, "Come on, then."

"There is no difference between living and dying when I lose my ideal.

Whether alive or dead, if you can help others, especially Dumbledore.

I can try. "