Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing through Hilario Rozier's chest.

Her chest heaved back and forth, almost as if she were forcing herself to calm down.

She kept telling herself to stay calm.

As a result, the words "not worth it" echoed in her ears like a persistent reverberation.

She couldn't hold it in any longer.

"She deserves it!" Hilary Rozier screamed hysterically, her voice trembling, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

In the blink of an eye, she had fallen to the brink of collapse.

A vicious dark wizard, the mastermind behind Voldemort's resurrection, actually collapsed because of such a name.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, probably no one would believe it.

However, neither Eric nor Grindelwald were attracted to such a change.

Eric didn't know what Grindelwald was thinking.

But Eric's inner judgment would never be fooled by such tears.

On the one hand, he was unaware of the past between Grindelwald and Rozier; on the other hand, his primary task now was to ensure Grindelwald's safety.

"She raised me, taught me so much, helped me, guided me, and even shaped me into who I am today. But what happened? She went to you, only to be thrown away like a piece of trash!"

Hilarious Rozier pointed to her chest and said painfully, "Do you have a heart, Gellert Grindelwald? She always regarded you as her mentor and the goal of her life. Do you understand this feeling?"

"She loves you so much, you know that?!" Hilar Rozier cried out hoarsely.

“Oh, what does that have to do with me?” Grindelwald said.

Chapter 204 Unprovoked Hatred

Hilar Rozier swayed, nearly losing her balance, and struggled to keep her eyes open, trying not to fall.

She said, "I don't believe you're enemies! She's followed you for so many years!"

“Ha.” Grindelwald laughed mockingly. “Do you think you have the right to question our relationship?”

Grindelwald remained nonchalant: "If that's all you wanted to say, then there's nothing more to say between us. Who do you think you are?"

After saying that, he turned to Eric and said, "Can you do me a favor? Kill this idiot. She didn't inherit a single good quality from her grandmother."

Hilar Rozier was stunned; she couldn't believe Grindelwald would say such a thing.

Eric seemed thoughtful and did not act immediately.

But Hilario Rozier didn't pay any attention to Eric's actions.

She said in a trembling voice, "...She stayed by your side for so many years."

"We were just getting what we needed."

Hilario closed her eyes in anguish.

Grindelwald took a few steps back in disgust, his face full of repulsion.

"...Can I ask you one last question? Did she leave any last words before she died?" Hilar Rozier asked, her face ashen.

The fact that she was able to come here today already shows that she didn't intend to leave alive.

Therefore, she was mentally prepared for her own death.

But Eric didn't expect that her purpose was actually so pure.

She just wanted to ask Grindelwald a few questions.

“No,” Grindelwald said, then nodded to Eric. “Please, I really can’t stand it anymore. This kind of idiot doesn’t deserve the name Rozier.”

Hilario Rozier was unmoved by the title.

In fact, she had completely lost her senses.

Now she stood before Eric, her eyes devoid of any light, her expression blank, her gaze unfocused.

She felt as if she had lost her soul, and with it, all hope.

Eric asked curiously, "She kidnapped you for so long, how come she didn't get any answers from you? I don't believe she wouldn't use magic on you."

Grindelwald sneered, "They call me the Dark Lord. Do you think anyone can pry my mouth open? If she wants to know, she'll have to kill me, and if she doesn't want to, it's that simple."

“Understood,” Eric said with a smile.

He slowly raised his wand, and a gentle breeze swept Hilary Rozier into the air. Her body danced in the air like a flower swaying in the wind.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, smooth as silk, shimmering with a faint starlight. A look of helplessness appeared in her eyes, and her hands tried to grasp at the air around her, but could only wave them in vain.

Hilar Rozier struggled twice, her body tumbling in the air, but she quickly gave up resisting because she knew that she could not escape Eric's control at all.

“She’s such a fool,” Eric muttered to himself. He seemed puzzled by Hilar Rozier’s behavior, yet he also sensed something he couldn’t understand. “I initially thought she was just too infatuated with you, but I never imagined she did it because she loves you so much.”

After saying that, he turned to Grindelwald and said, "You must cherish her love, right?"

Grindelwald scoffed, his eyes filled with indifference and disdain.

He didn't speak, but simply watched as Hilar Rozier was swept into the air.

The entire scene was unusually quiet, with only the faint sound of the wind and the whooshing sound of Hilar Rozier's body being swept into the air.

Everything seemed to freeze in that instant; time stood still, and only the turmoil in people's hearts spread silently.

"What...are you...saying..." Hilar Rozier stammered as she was pulled into the air.

Her face turned bright red, and her neck felt as if it were stuck in the air, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Eric didn't intend to kill her immediately; it was all just a thought from Eric, yet it had already rendered her unable to move.

Looking at Hira Rozier's pained face, Eric sighed softly, "Why bother?"

The next moment, he actually released his control over the magic.

Hilario Rozier, who was already on the verge of suffocating, suddenly fell to the ground again.

She lay on the ground, trembling all over, her hands covering her neck, gasping for breath and feeling an overwhelming sense of fear.

She did want to die, but at the same time, her survival instinct was also playing an uncontrollable role.

Hilario Rozier looked at Eric with a puzzled expression.

Since you decided to kill her, why did you suddenly change your mind?

Eric smiled and asked Grindelwald, "You didn't actually kill her, did you?"

These words made Hilario Rozier's eyes widen, and she stared in shock at Grindelwald's face.

Grindelwald remained expressionless, neither confirming nor denying.

"What do you mean?"

Eric laughed. "The 'she' I was referring to was your grandmother, not you. If I'm not mistaken, your grandmother committed suicide."

Hilario Rozier roared angrily, "How is this possible!?"

Eric thought of many things, including the fragment of his soul that Grindelwald had willingly offered up and absorbed into his body.

He also thought of Horcruxes and all sorts of magic related to the soul.

Ultimately, all the clues came together, leading to this conclusion.

Seeing Grindelwald's expression, Eric knew his guess was pretty much right.

Eric thought for a moment, but instead of revealing all his guesses, he raised his wand again and cast a spell.

A small storm appeared not far from where Eric's wand was pointing.

At first, Storm was just a small group.

Once it appears, it keeps pulling in surrounding objects.

Then it grew bigger and bigger, as if it could keep growing forever.

Grindelwald remained expressionless, but behind Hilario Rozier's back, his hands were trembling slightly.

Meanwhile, Hilario Rozier stared in disbelief at the storm summoned by Eric.

She certainly recognized the magic; it was the finest magic her grandmother had ever taught her.

Hatred blows fiercely.

There is never love without a reason, nor is there love without a cause.

Chapter 205 Answer

“Just by using this magic now, I can feel the deep hatred contained in the heart of the person who created it,” Eric said, his voice low and weathered. “The root of this hatred, however, is pure love.” A hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Hilarious Rozier slumped to the ground, staring intently at the growing storm. The gale whipped her long hair into a frenzy, the wind lashing her face with a chilling touch. Her eyes flickered with confusion and unease.

This reminded her of her childhood, when she had watched her grandmother perform this magic in front of her in the same way.

But she had never truly felt the power behind this magic; it was so immense and uncontrollable.

“A wizard fell in love with someone impossible, so she decided to destroy herself. That’s probably it,” Eric murmured to himself.

Before Eric, an ever-growing storm cloud whipped up the surrounding trees and dust.

The trees swayed precariously in the gale, their branches and leaves rustling incessantly as if expressing their unease.

Hilar Rozier hesitated, "But..."

Her face turned pale. She wasn't stupid; she knew that Eric's guess was closer to the truth than she believed.

She simply couldn't accept it emotionally.

Eric turned to Grindelwald: "You were still locked up in Nurmengard back then, right?"

Nurmengard was unguarded, and with Vida Rozier's strength, it would be easy for him to meet Grindelwald.

Hilarious Rozier felt a pang of loss, wondering why Grindelwald hadn't told her about it.

Grindelwald finally revealed the truth: "She came to me, wanting to take me away and regroup my old followers. I refused, and then came the news that she had disappeared along with an entire town..."

Hilar Rozier's heart sank into an icy abyss; she felt a wave of helplessness and guilt.