Helga's Secret Garden.
Lucas and Dumbledore walked side by side in the jungle.
Seeing the group of unicorns playing not far away, Dumbledore said enviously: "This is really a paradise."
"Indeed" Lucas nodded: "The predecessors created many things that cannot be created now."
"In order to protect them, sometimes sacrifices are necessary. What do you think, Headmaster?"
Dumbledore didn't answer the question.
Watching the Thunderbirds flying over the jungle, he brought the topic to Voldemort.
"According to the news from Pius, Tom was very happy to occupy the Ministry of Magic, and immediately rewarded the Death Eaters who worked hard last night."
"It's only, will he really believe that you left England?"
"Of course." Lucas nodded firmly.
"Because it is a fact that the members of the Saints have withdrawn from England, I also arranged for people to not hide so that all countries can notice that a large number of wizards have returned to Austria."
"The people who haven't left are all here now. I can guarantee that Tom will not be able to find it even if he searches everywhere."
"I think Tom should be full of ambition at the moment, right?"
Dumbledore chuckled a few times: "You really guessed it right, before I came to see you, Pius just got the news."
"Tom heard that the Saints had evacuated England and he led the Death Eaters to Wiltshire."
"Hmph!" The contempt in Lucas's eyes flashed.
"He can't wait to occupy the enemy's base camp, he really is not afraid that this is a trap set by others."
"From this point of view, our strategy was successful. My failure and the fall of the Ministry of Magic made Tom, who was already proud and arrogant, even worse."
Dumbledore nodded: "That's right, if nothing happens, he should deal with me next."
Lucas took out a portkey at this moment: "Headmaster, let's go to Tom's base camp."
There was a ripple in the air and the figures of the two disappeared from the jungle.
…
Grindelwald Manor, Wiltshire.
Looking at the mess in the manor, the corners of Voldemort's mouth slowly rose.
The mess here proves that Lucas left in a hurry, which made him relieved.
"Everyone, this used to be the base camp of one of our enemies, but from today onwards, this place completely belongs to us."
Hearing these words, the Death Eaters immediately showed expressions of joy and excitement.
Voldemort glanced across the faces in the crowd, satisfied with their performance at the moment.
"Pius!"
Pius stepped out of the crowd and came to Voldemort respectfully.
"Master, please order."
"Release the news of Grindelwald's escape. I want people in the magic world to see what kind of person the White Devil is in their hearts."
"As you order, Master!"
It took just an hour for the Daily Prophet to publish the latest news about Lucas Grindelwald.
"Betrayal! The Saints evacuated from England, and the British wizarding world was completely abandoned by them!"
The eye-catching headlines attracted everyone's attention, even the young wizards at Hogwarts were the same.
Lucas and his Saints evacuated England.
For people in the British wizarding world, it was like a lightning struck them.
"How could this be? How could he abandon us?"
"I've said long ago that these merchants can't be trusted!"
"Don't worry, we still have Dumbledore."
There were a lot of people talking about and cursing Lucas.
Of course, some people think that Lucas must have a reason for doing so.
In short, under the current environment, with the departure of the Saints Group, things will undoubtedly become worse for the British wizarding world.
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Little Hangleton.
The space in front of Riddle manor suddenly became distorted.
Then Lucas and Dumbledore appeared out of nowhere.
Lucas stepped forward and pushed open the dilapidated door, and the inside was presented in front of the two of them.
"Tom is not stupid, he also knows how to use the Undetectable Stretching Charm!"
Lucas took out his wand, stood outside the door and began to write the rules.
Although this old house was abandoned by Voldemort.
But after all, it has been the base camp of the other party for the past few months, who knows if there is any weird warning magic.
As the Spell Text began to exert its effect, the magic in the whole house was temporarily disabled.
"Please, Headmaster!" Lucas raised his hand as a gesture of invitation and Dumbledore walked in with a grin.
Because when Lucas set the rules, he deliberately left the effect of the traceless stretching spell.
So the two witnessed the traces of the Death Eaters who once lived here.
When they came to a room that looked like a conference room, Lucas went to the main seat and sat down: "Headmaster, we just talked about your death, so how do you think Tom will deal with you?"
While speaking, his pupils glowed with golden light.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Since you've seen it all, what else do you want me to say?"
"I see only part of it, and there's one thing I'd love to hear your answer to."
Lucas closed his Eye of Time, looked at the old bee seriously and asked, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
Dumbledore pondered for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Who can die without any fear?"
"Actually, this problem has troubled me for many years. Ever since Tom disappeared more than ten years ago, I knew he would come back one day."
"Then, in order to defeat him, am I willing to sacrifice my own life? This is the question I first asked myself."
"Until Harry and you came, I was determined to answer. If I can completely defeat Tom, I am willing to give my life."
Dumbledore's expression was extremely serious when he said this and stared at the blond boy in front of him.
Lucas also saw the seriousness in his eyes.
"Heh~!" Lucas chuckled, "Is it really worth sacrificing one's life in order to defeat someone?"
"Of course it's worth it. I'm already 114 years old. Although I'm not considered the longest-lived in the magic world, it's already a rare age to reach."
"If I can use the few years I have left to exchange for everyone's long-term peace in the future, I am very willing."
Lucas sneered: "I can't understand your thoughts."
He stood up and walked to the window behind him, staring at the sunlight outside in a daze.
Dumbledore sat on the chair and looked at the young man with his back turned to him, and said softly, "Actually, you can completely understand."
"All for the greater good!"
"And I would give my life for the great good, so everyone can have peace and tranquility."
Lucas still stood by the window without speaking, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Dumbledore took out a box of sweets from inside his wizard robe. Then opened the package, took out two candies and put them in his mouth.
"Lucas, if the plan is correct, I will be killed by someone arranged by Tom, please defeat him, and please protect Harry."
"He has already suffered enough since he was a child, but he has had to face so many dangers when he came to the magic world, and some of them were even arranged by myself."
"When Tom is defeated, please use your relationship with the Saints Group to arrange for him to enter the Ministry of Magic as an Auror. That has always been Harry's dream."
Lucas whispered: "I don't have that kind of ability."
Dumbledore laughed from behind.
The laughter lasted for a few seconds before it ended, and then Dumbledore said: "Pius Thicknesse, he should be a member of the Saints too."
Lucas turned to look at the old bee behind him.
The other party had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Pius' identity.
"Lucas, promise me that you will take good care of the wizarding world after I die. Times are changing with each passing day. Who knows how long the wizards will last?"
"So protect it and let the magicals live well, please, Lucas Albus Grindelwald"
Lucas' eyes widened slightly.
It took a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I promise you!"
Seeing the old bee relaxed, Lucas was thinking about how to surprise him.
He wants to die? Ha! He's just dreaming!
Whether it is for the ultimate achievement of the system, or for his father.
Albus Dumbledore can't die!
…
Grindelwald Manor.
It should now be renamed to Voldemort Manor.
Voldemort looked at the newspaper that had just been published with a very happy expression.
"Good job, Pius."
Pius, who was sitting at the fourth position on the long table, stood up looking flattered.
Voldemort put down the newspaper and continued: "Everyone, the first step of our plan has been completed."
"But our greatest enemy remains, Albus Dumbledore!"
Voldemort gritted his teeth when he mentioned the name.
"But before continuing, I need to punish someone."
Lucius Malfoy swallowed, his body began to tremble slightly.
"Lucius!"
"I, I am, I am here Master!"
"Tell me the task I entrusted to you."
A big drop of sweat rolled down Malfoy's forehead as he cautiously looked at Voldemort in the main seat.
Unexpectedly, the other party was staring at him intently.
"Master, you asked me to bring back the prophecy ball, as well as Harry Potter."
"Very good." Voldemort nodded and said, "And what about the Prophecy Ball? Where's Potter?"
"Pro-prophecy, the prophecy ball was accidentally broken, and Potter escaped, Master, please listen to my explanation..."
"Enough!" Voldemort angrily stopped him.
"Lucius, you should understand that if you do something wrong, you will be punished. Even if you are my friend and loyal subordinate, this cannot be changed."
"Master, please give me another chance, please!"
Two Death Eaters walked out from behind Voldemort, they picked up Lucius Malfoy and walked out.
As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he saw Draco who rushed back from school.
"Father!"
"Oh~ Draco, come here!"
Voldemort opened his arms and gently put a hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Poor boy, don't be afraid, your father just made a little mistake."
"As long as you follow my next words and complete the mission well, your father will be able to return from Azkaban."
"Azkaban?" Draco looked at Voldemort in surprise.
"That's right, Azkaban has been repaired again, my child, I need you to do two things for me now."
"Master, please order!" Draco lowered his head and said in a trembling voice.
"Good boy, I remember that there is a Vanishing Cabinet in Hogwarts. I saw it in 1991, is it still there?"
"No, my lord. It was broken some years ago by Peeves, and a student got lost just this year after being pushed inside so it was moved. I don't know where it is now."
"Hmmm, if it was the house elves then it should be in that room, it's called the Room of Requirements, have you heard about it?"
"Yes, my Lord!"
"Then I want you to find it there and repair the cabinet"
Hearing that he just needed to repair the Vanishing Cabinet, Draco heaved a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Voldemort smiled: "Don't worry, there is a second thing, I want you to kill Albus Dumbledore!"
Draco jerked his head up, looking at Voldemort in disbelief.
"Master, but, I, he..."
"Master, let me do it."
Narcissa Malfoy stood up hastily and begged.
Voldemort shook his head: "Don't worry, someone will help you. Your mother will stay here with Bellatrix until you complete the task."
"As for your father, it depends on when you can complete the task. Come on, kid. As long as you complete the task, I will definitely reward you well."
Draco glanced at his mother. Even though she kept winking, he acted as if he didn't see it.
"As you wish, Master, I will definitely complete these two tasks."
Draco knew he had no right to refuse.
And he took the initiative to take this task so that he can control how things happen.
He just didn't know what arrangements Lucas had.
It seems that he needs to meet him soon.