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Chapter 170

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Recently, the weather had suddenly become moody.

It was supposed to be a sunny evening, but after midnight, the moonlight was covered by thick clouds and rain. And in a certain villa in the suburbs of Scotland, the situation was even stranger. It was midnight, the lights were not turned on, and there was no fire burning in the fireplace.

It was dark here.

Occasionally, there would be a flash of lightning, illuminating the room.

Bloodstains were scattered everywhere.

It was as if this was not a human's room, but a beast's residence.

If he saw the python head on the windowsill, he wouldn't even feel that there was anything out of place.

They would only feel fear.

But Najini was panicking now.

Today was the full moon ceremony. Even if she left the Dark Forest and couldn't gain any buffs, she didn't forget this day. But today was different.

She could feel the uneasiness from the other soul. Although the blood curse would make the person under the curse have two souls, the animal soul would slowly erode the human soul. Najini was an exception.

She had an obsession that couldn't be erased, so she reached a delicate balance with the animal soul.

The only difference was that the snake called Najini was the one in charge.

But this feeling of uneasiness …

Could it be …

Najini didn't even dare to think about that terrifying result. That person was like a nightmare.

She stared at the outline of the moon behind the dark clouds, and even felt that the weak moonlight was very dazzling.

"— —!"

A wail came from the soul. It came from the snake's soul. The snake's entire body twitched in pain, and gradually coiled together. In the end, a beautiful woman appeared on the sofa.

It was rare for the snake to be released, but Najini didn't feel happy, she felt scared.

That snake wasn't being kind, it couldn't withstand the pressure from the moonlight, so it let her block it.

This extremely sensitive feeling could only be felt by those who participated in the ceremony in the Dark Forest. Otherwise, there would be screams coming from upstairs now.

Najini hated that man with the snake's voice, but it couldn't stop the snake's voice from controlling it, so as a person sharing a body, Najini couldn't do anything.

But if that man could really kill Dumbledore like he said, then Nagini was willing to follow his orders.

But this was all for later. Right now, what was more important was that she wanted to know what happened in the Dark Forest. Did that man really come back?

She stood by the window, opened it, and jumped out. Using the surrounding buildings, she jumped onto a huge tree.

Standing at a high place, it was as if he was closer to the moon.

It was an incomparably pure white moon!

As Najini looked up, as all life in the Dark Forest praised, as the Moonlight Sonata continued, the pure white moon fell from the sky, bestowing its great gift.

Like a drowning wave, like the breaking of dawn, wherever the bright light passed, the torrential rain came to an abrupt end. The dark clouds in the sky retreated, and the lightning disappeared without a trace. Even the whistling wind stopped, no longer blowing Najini's hair.

It illuminated all living beings.

Everything in the surroundings became incomparably quiet, even the sound of crickets disappeared without a trace. Even Najini's panicked state of mind suddenly calmed down.

She was no longer afraid and flustered. Instead, she peacefully enjoyed this rare moment of peace and tranquility, as well as the moonlight that was as gentle as water.

This kind of silence only lasted for a moment.

The figure of the man in her memory suddenly became clear. She could hear the faint sound of a zither, but it was like the sound of a church bell, heavily striking her spirit.

This kind of power, this kind of aura, this kind of deja vu feeling, Najini's hands couldn't help but tremble. She resisted the urge to kneel down, jumped down from the tree, and ran back into the house.

Then, she threw the leading position back to the snake.

At the same time, in the distant Dark Forest, the curtains of the tour began to fall.

Grindelwald played the last note and brought the scene to a close.

Just as he retracted his hand, the piano in front of him completely collapsed due to the large amount of magic it had endured. Of course, this piano could be considered not bad after enduring three full performances of the Moonlight Sonata played by Grindelwald himself.

This place was also not bad.

He originally thought that his companions from back then would have a miserable life, so he came to take a look. Now that he saw that their lives were not bad, he was relieved.

"Are you going to leave again?"

Ilsa flew up, her body was no longer as bent as before. The blessing of the full moon tour had extended her lifespan a little, so now her spirit had improved a lot.

"Don't be like that, Ilsa. I am just going back to where I am now. You all live a good life here. If I am here, this forest will not have any happiness."

Living under pressure, how could there be any happiness?

This was the conclusion he came to after living in Nurmengard for so many years. It was best for people to be carefree.

"Master, you have changed," Ilsa said bravely, "You are becoming more and more like us."

"Perhaps this is the trace left by the passage of time … … There is no need to worry." Grindelwald patted Ilsa's shoulder, "Why did we start this war in the first place?"

"It was so that we could have a better life and a better home."

"Now, don't you already have it?"

Grindelwald retracted his hand and looked at the Wizard and the dark creatures in front of him who were celebrating in the forest, "This is the paradise that belongs to the Black Wizard. We do not need to blindly meddle in other people's business. Let the young people go on their own. Ilsa, you and I are already old."

He reached out his hand and cut open the space in front of him. It was not a phantom teleportation, but a new method he learned after being isolated in the tower for so many years. After all, he had lost his wand, so he could only find another way.

Fortunately, this new method was not bad.

"If you really want to see me, you can come to Nurmengard to see me. I think that none of the White Wizard guarding there would dare to stop you."

Ilsa did not say anything. She just bent her slightly bent waist to send him off.

She was Grindelwald's vassal, and would only follow her master's decision and will.

When Grindelwald walked into the space hole, Ilsa straightened up, turned around and raised the staff in her hand.

Since her master had left a gift, then it was time to celebrate.

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