Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord.

Upon seeing this, the scene fell silent, leaving only Voldemort's roar:

"Severus! Do you...do you know what you're doing?!"

Snape responded coldly:

"Of course I know what I'm doing, Voldemort! Sorry, I'm an undercover agent!"

Upon hearing Snape's answer, Voldemort was stunned. Of course, Voldemort could break free from the upside-down bell, but seeing that the Sorcerers had completely surrounded him, and Wentworth was already at his feet, coldly watching him, Voldemort knew that he had no chance.

Seeing this, Voldemort could only roar at Snape in frustration:

"Severus! Why?! Why did you do this?!"

Snape turned and walked away without even looking up, not answering Voldemort's question. He simply muttered something as he passed Wentworth:

"Is everything alright?!"

Wentworth nodded, his face ashen, and replied:

"No problem, he's dead today! I said it! Merlin can't save him either!"

Upon hearing Wentworth's reply, Snape said nothing and walked away step by step.

Wentworth looked up at Voldemort and said coldly:

"Voldemort, in your next life, don't mess with the Witchcraft Party!"

"The Death Knell of the Soul!"

As Wentworth's wand blazed brightly, a deep blue spell shot straight toward Voldemort, its cold light illuminating Voldemort's terrified expression.

"what……"

The instant the spell struck Voldemort, he instinctively let out a scream, but quickly stopped screaming and became dazed, seemingly unresponsive to his surroundings.

At that moment, deep within Voldemort's soul, a heavy bell rang out. Voldemort felt that in just a short instant, he had lost all his thinking abilities, as if he wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Wentworth, facing Voldemort who seemed to have lost his mind, coldly said:

"This curse is from my grandfather!"

Wentworth continued waving his wand, and with each spell, Voldemort's consciousness dissipated.

"This curse belongs to the Potters!"

"This curse is for those innocent people who lost their lives because of your Horcruxes!"

"This curse belongs to our Witchcraft Party!"

"This curse belongs to Grimm..."

"This curse is mine!"

"At this very moment, the tolling bells toll for you!"

After the Sixfold Spell, Voldemort's eyelids drooped completely, his pupils dilated, his limbs stiffened, and he lost all reflexes.

The Six Souls Death Knell completely erased Voldemort's consciousness at the soul level.

In fact, if Voldemort hadn't forcibly split his soul, a powerful dark wizard like him would have had a very strong soul. Even if he were hit by this curse, he would only be momentarily stunned.

However, Voldemort's soul was incomplete, which gave Wentworth the opportunity.

Voldemort would never have known that he would ultimately die because of the immortality he so desperately sought!

Chapter 483 For a Greater Interest

Seeing that Voldemort had completely stopped moving, Wentworth immediately returned to Luna's side and took Gellert Grindelwald from her arms.

At this moment, Rozier, Abernathy, and others had also gathered around, their faces filled with sorrow. Rozier, in particular, wept uncontrollably.

Wentworth, meanwhile, held Gellert Grindelwald in his arms and headed straight for the Rat Tower.

Things happened so fast that even now, Wentworth still can't believe that his grandfather, the most powerful dark wizard in history, is dead.

Moreover, to Wentworth's surprise, Albus Dumbledore, aside from his initial exclamation, remained completely unresponsive! Wentworth could clearly sense the extraordinary relationship between his grandfather and Dumbledore, so Dumbledore's reaction was highly unusual.

Seeing Wentworth about to leave with Gellert Grindelwald, the wizards of the Sorcery Party, though filled with sorrow, did not speak up to stop him. After all, as the last member of the Grindelwald family, this was what Wentworth should do.

However, all the wizards of the Sorcery Party gathered around and stood quietly on both sides of the road, watching Wentworth carry Gellert Grindelwald into the Rat Tower.

Standing in front of the Rat Tower, Wentworth glanced back and said to the crowd:

"Clean up the battlefield, I'll be back in a bit!"

Upon entering the Rat Tower, Albus Dumbledore was already waiting for Wentworth. Watching Wentworth enter carrying Gellert Grindelwald, Albus Dumbledore said expressionlessly:

Why did you bring him before me?

Wentworth looked at Dumbledore silently without answering, while Dumbledore also stared at Wentworth silently, as if time had stood still at that moment.

After a long while, Dumbledore's lips curled slightly, and he spoke:

"Old man, how long are you going to keep up this act?"

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Gellert Grindelwald, who was being held in Wentworth's arms, sighed and said softly:

"This is just his guess. If you persist a little longer, he might believe it!"

Sure enough, Gellert Grindelwald, nestled in Wentworth's arms, slowly opened his eyes. Wentworth breathed a sigh of relief, while Dumbledore, sitting opposite him, shrugged and smiled, saying:

"I'm telling you, I don't want to take the blame for you. It's best if you, the Grindelwald family, handle your own affairs!"

Seeing this, Wentworth finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked:

"Grandfather, Principal, what exactly do you two mean by this?"

Upon hearing Wentworth's question, Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore exchanged a glance. Finally, Gellert Grindelwald coughed and spoke:

“Wentworth, this is something Albus and I planned long ago! Gellert Grindelwald must die. Only when I am dead can you truly take control of the Masonic Party!”

Albus Dumbledore chimed in from the side:

“That’s right, Wentworth. The world belongs to us, and it belongs to you, but ultimately it should belong to you. From now on, you can only rely on yourself!”

Hearing what the two were saying, Wentworth's face showed a hint of conflict, and he said with some difficulty:

"But Grandfather, Principal, must we really use this method?"

Gellert Grindelwald gently patted Wentworth on the shoulder and said with a smile:

“Wentworth, as long as I live, you will always be nothing more than a so-called heir! In Nurmengard, I have thought long and hard, and it is time to truly hand over the UMNO party to you. The UMNO party needs a more energetic and capable leader! All of this is for a greater good!”

Afterwards, the three plotted in the Rat Tower for a long time. When Wentworth emerged from the Rat Tower with a sad expression, Luna, Cassandra, and others were already waiting at the door, while Rozier and Abernathy led the members of the Sorcery Party, standing neatly in front of the Rat Tower.

Upon seeing Wentworth emerge, Cassandra immediately went to greet him, carrying something in her hand.

Wentworth took the items from Cassandra's hands and found they were a photograph and a letter. The photograph showed a man and a woman standing in front of a statue, smiling broadly.

Most importantly, Wentworth recognized both men in the photo. The wizard was none other than Bruce Fontana, whom he had fought before. Bruce Fontana ultimately succumbed to Gellert Grindelwald's final attack and died in a foreign land.

The witch beside him was Christine Graves, whom he had met before!

Looking at the photo in his hand, countless thoughts raced through Wentworth's mind. Then, Wentworth opened the letter again. After reading it, a cold smile appeared on Wentworth's lips, and he said coldly:

"Christine?! That's quite a move!"

Then Wentworth put away the photos and letters in his hands and looked ahead. At this moment, Rozier and Abernathy were leading the members of the UMNO party, standing solemnly in front of him, quietly waiting for Wentworth.

A day later, Albus Dumbledore, in his capacity as president of the International Federation of Wizards, issued a statement, first accusing the fairies of breaking their covenant, and then announcing the resumption of the war between wizards and fairies.

Just as the magical world was in shock, that very afternoon, the Sorcerers launched a surprise attack on Gringotts across Europe, catching the fairies completely off guard. In addition, many of the fairies' elites were buried beneath the Rat Tower on the Rhine. The war started quickly and ended just as quickly.

Meanwhile, the European Ministries of Magic, due to the statement from the International Wizarding Union, could only watch helplessly as the Sorcerers seized the wealth accumulated by the fairies over countless years in just one day.

Three days later, news came from across the ocean: the Magical Congress of the United States announced that a new Speaker of the Magical Congress of the United States had taken office. The new Speaker's name was Christine Graves.

A few days later, at the inauguration ceremony of the new Speaker of the Magical Congress of the United States, just as Christine Graves was delivering her inaugural address, a huge firework suddenly lit up the sky, transforming into a symbol of the Deathly Hallows.

Subsequently, a shaman from the UMNO party gracefully walked onto the platform and presented the UMNO's declaration of war.

A few days later, before the Hogwarts opening dinner for the new term, Snape was having a heated argument with Dumbledore.

Snape said emotionally:

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I really can't understand how a wizard whose name I've never heard of could replace me as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts?!"

Dumbledore chuckled and said:

"Oh, Severus, actually, you've seen that person before!"

Snape said with a cold laugh:

“Dumbledore, I’m not senile yet. I’m absolutely certain I’ve never heard of that name before. How could it be…”

Just then, Dumbledore pointed behind Snape and said with a smile:

"Look, he's here!"

Snape turned around irritably, then his eyes widened in disbelief as he said:

"Headmaster...you're not kidding, are you? Are you really sure you want him to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore, still smiling, said:

"Of course, Severus, in the current magical world, who understands dark magic better than him?"

Snape was speechless.

Meanwhile, Wentworth stood before the gates of Nurmengard, above which was the inscription "For the greater good," and in front of Wentworth, all the wizards of the Sorcery Party were gathered, their wands standing tall.

Seeing this, Wentworth remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:

"My fellow members of the UMNO, your leader, Gellert Grindelwald, has fallen. I am Wentworth Grindelwald, the new leader of the UMNO. I will lead you to America to fight a new holy war! For the greater good!"

End of book

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