Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord.

Wentworth glanced around, slowly nodded, a hint of apology on his face, and said:

"I see. I'm really sorry, we actually started eating at your victory celebration ahead of time. It was quite impolite of us."

Christine waved her hand dismissively and said nonchalantly:

"It's alright. After all, it's your last meal, so it's only right that you have a good meal."

As Christine finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

After a long silence, Wentworth gave a bitter laugh and said with some resentment:

"What, aren't you going to exchange pleasantries a little longer? You're revealing yourself so quickly?"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Christine nodded very seriously, and then solemnly said:

"Villains die from talking too much!"

Wentworth: "...Well said, that makes sense!"

Wentworth nodded in deep agreement.

But then Wentworth ignored Christine and turned his gaze to Cassandra, who had been standing silently behind Christine, and asked:

“Cassandra, can you tell me now what’s going on with today’s banquet?”

Upon hearing Wentworth's question, Cassandra bit her lip and said with a guilty expression:

“I’m sorry, Wentworth, my father is in their hands. They’re using him to threaten me into bringing you here. I… I have no choice but to do as they say! I only have one father!”

"Nonsense, it's not like nobody's any different!"

Wentworth said something rather irritating.

"So, back at Hogwarts, you were the one who left the Portkey on my bed?"

Wentworth then asked.

Cassandra kept her head down, seemingly unable to look Wentworth in the eye, and simply nodded silently.

At this moment, Wentworth laughed and said:

"Actually, I guessed it was you!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Cassandra looked up in confusion, only to see Wentworth grinning mischievously as he said:

"Because later I smelled a special fragrance on my bed, a scent I've only ever smelled on you!"

Upon hearing Wentworth's words, Cassandra blushed instantly and lowered her head again, but this time, it seemed to be out of embarrassment.

"Enough! Are you two ever going to stop?"

But at that moment, Christine shouted angrily, glaring at Wentworth and saying:

"Can't you show us any respect in this situation? Do you think we're dead? Even if you're the leader of the UMNO party, you can't look down on us like this! Who do you think you are?!"

Chapter 145 Let's Play a Game

Wentworth shrugged dismissively at Christine's outburst, then said:

"You're the ones who hid yourselves, how can you blame me? If you want me to respect you, at least tell me who you are!"

When Wentworth asked her, Christine almost blurted out:

"We are... guess who!"

Suddenly, Christine flashed a sly smile, then slowly took a few steps back, pulled over a chair, sat down, crossed her legs, and looked at Wentworth with a sly grin, saying:

“Wentworth Grindelwald, you want to know our identities? Fine! I'll grant your wish before you die. However, I don't want to tell you just like that, because it's too boring!”

At this point, Christine rested her chin on her hand, paused for a moment, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, Christine's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something, and she said excitedly:

"How about this, let's play a game, okay?"

Christine looked Wentworth up and down, and then at Green and Cedric standing beside him, and said with a smile:

"The three of you can each take turns dueling with one of our people! If you win, I'll answer one question for you. What do you say?"

Wentworth seemed taken aback by Christine's suggestion. He turned and exchanged glances with Green and Cedric. Cedric nodded slightly, and after a moment's thought, Wentworth asked:

What if we lose?

Upon hearing Wentworth's question, Christine laughed, then her smile vanished, and she glared at Wentworth fiercely, saying:

"If you lose, then leave one of your lives!"

Wentworth shrugged somewhat disgruntled and pouted, saying:

"This game doesn't seem very fair!"

Christine, however, put on a smiling face again and said nonchalantly:

"Since you're all going to die today anyway, does it really matter how you die? Why not let us have some fun before you die! Maybe I can make your deaths a little easier. After all, a banquet without entertainment just feels like something's missing."

After Christine finished speaking, before Wentworth could react, she pointed to one of the wizards next to her, and then to the three Wentworths who were surrounded by them.

Then, the wizard Christine pointed to walked excitedly towards Wentworth and the others, saying:

"The thought of the UMNO leader dying at my hands is truly exhilarating!"

As he spoke, the wizard had already drawn his wand from his pocket.

Wentworth's gaze swept around, and he noticed that the wizards around him also looked eager to try, so he couldn't help but chuckle.

"why are you laughing?!"

The wizard shouted in confusion.

Wentworth turned to look at the excited wizard opposite him and slowly said:

"I laugh at your stupidity! If I die here today, do you think the UMNO will let it go? If someone spreads the word that you killed me, then not only you, but your whole family won't escape!"

Upon hearing Wentworth's words, the wizard paused for a moment, then frowned, seemingly hesitant. Just then, Christine lazily spoke up:

“Wentworth Grindelwald, your attempts to sow discord are not very clever! Afterwards, I will have everyone swear an unbreakable oath that nothing that happened here today shall be revealed to the outside world!”

Hearing Christine's words, the wizard finally relaxed, fixed his gaze on Wentworth, and said provocatively:

“My father once lost to a wizard named Grindelwald. Today, let me see if you are worthy of the name Grindelwald!”

Faced with the provocation, Wentworth chuckled dismissively, then pointed at Cedric and said:

"You go!"

Cedric did not hesitate, took out his wand from his pocket, and walked towards the wizard.

Upon seeing this, the wizard was taken aback at first, then said with a look of disdain:

"What, you're scared? Haha! Grindelwald is actually scared! That's hilarious!"

Christine also wore an exaggerated expression, as if she couldn't believe it, and said:

"Wow! Wentworth, no way, you're not really scared, are you?!"

Faced with the other party's mockery, Wentworth remained expressionless. He took a few steps back, mimicking Christine's earlier action, pulled over a chair, sat down, glanced up at the wizard, and then slowly said:

"You're nothing but a pawn. Do you really think you're the protagonist? A pawn should act like a pawn. You want to fight me? You're not worthy!"

Then Wentworth turned his gaze to Christine, who was directly opposite him, and said:

"I don't play games, I set the rules!"

"You can send people up in turns, but for every game you lose, you have to answer one question to me: Do you dare to play?"

Christine looked at Wentworth across from her, who was also sitting in a chair with a confident expression, and the unease she had felt earlier surged back into her heart.

Christine glanced at Cedric, who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, and Christine couldn't understand where Wentworth's confidence came from.

While Christine was still pondering, the wizard who had stepped forward earlier felt deeply humiliated. He pointed his wand at Wentworth and roared:

"You think you can just act like that because your surname is Grindelwald..."

Before he could finish speaking, a spell was cast, accompanied by a sound:

"Except your weapons!"

The wizard's wand flew out of his hand involuntarily.

This sudden turn of events startled Christine. She glanced at Cedric, who had cast the spell, with some surprise, then turned to Wentworth and said:

"Do you all want to die so badly?"

In response to Christine's threat, Wentworth pointed to the wizard whose wand had been knocked away and who was still somewhat dazed, and said nonchalantly:

"It's your people who broke the rules! Your people are so ill-mannered, I'll teach them a lesson for you, you're welcome!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Christine frowned and asked, somewhat puzzled:

"Rules? What rules?"

Hearing Christine's question, Wentworth turned his gaze to Christine and said, word by word:

"My rules! Those who are standing don't speak, and those who are sitting don't make a move. That's my rule!"

Chapter 146 Avada Kedavra VS Avada Kedavra

Faced with the suddenly assertive Wentworth, Christine had a constant voice telling her that she couldn't delay any longer and had to deal with them as soon as possible.

Just as Christine was about to give the order for the surrounding wizards to swarm and eliminate Wentworth, Wentworth suddenly spoke up:

"What? You're afraid to play the game you suggested?"

Before Christine could speak, another wizard stepped out from behind her, drew his wand, and said:

"I'll do it! I'll make you watch your own people die one by one right before your eyes! Remember, it wasn't me who killed them, it was you!"

Seeing that the wizard had already stepped forward and was standing opposite Cedric, Christine had no choice but to postpone her previous plan and looked up at Wentworth, saying:

"Since you're willing to play, that's for the best. I want to see what you'll do after these two are both dead!"