Simultaneous Time Travel: Am I the only normal person among them?

Before class, Ron touched the cat that Professor McGonagall had turned into.

When he went outside, his loyal Neville was still waiting for him at the door.

The two walked together; they were heading to the library.

There, some overworked little witch is probably already reviewing second-grade textbooks.

As night fell, Filch, carrying an oil lamp, led Luke to the principal's office.

"Thank you, Mr. Filch."

Filch waved his hand, turned and left; he was going to catch the students who were out at night.

Throughout Hogwarts, most professors liked Luke.

Except for a few exceptions, Filch was one of them, although he disliked everyone else in the same way.

"Password!"

The stone beast asked.

"Bibi Every Flavour Beans."

The stone beast slowly opened the door.

Luke went up the spiral staircase to the principal's office.

Dumbledore and the four heads of the house, who looked nervous, had been waiting there for quite some time.

In addition, an unfamiliar elderly man was sitting in the principal's seat.

Luke was taken aback. How did he get here?

Could it be that Old Deng has really been driven mad by him?

The old man's body was so thin that he seemed to be nothing but skin and bones, his face had become like a skeleton, and his eyes were sunken in their sockets.

However, his eyes shone with a different kind of light.

As if brimming with some kind of boundless vitality, upon seeing Luke, he tried to stand up, but his weak body made his movements somewhat stiff.

Dumbledore quickly tried to help him up.

But he pushed her away.

"Luke, I think you should have seen me before, in the future."

Upon hearing this, Luke's extraordinary wisdom kicked in, and he understood what Grindelwald meant.

This gay man, Lin Ward, must have foreseen a future where he exists.

“Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, your infamy is known to all.”

Luke's mind raced, and he came up with a seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed answer.

The old man smiled.

The deans looked even more nervous, gripping their wands tightly, fearing that this seemingly frail old man might harm Luke.

They knew Grindelwald had that ability.

A revolutionary in the magical world of Europe and America, and the leader of the Sorcerer Party, he was Gellert Grindelwald, a great yet evil prophet.

"Bad reputation? Child, I'd like to hear your opinion."

Grindelwald then asked.

"Great people are not born great, but they show their greatness as they grow up."

Luke commented.

Upon hearing this, Grindelwald's smile became even more unrestrained.

He had heard countless compliments and was already tired of them.

Back then, every one of the UMNO's "assistants" was essentially a fanatical follower of Grindelwald, who regarded him as a true god!

Even if he failed and was imprisoned in Nurmengard for decades.

His "assistants" remained like devout believers, waiting for his return.

However, Luke's statement today, "Great people show their greatness in the process of growing up," undoubtedly hit Grindelwald's sore spot.

He was a pioneer who embarked on an unprecedented path for the future his eyes had foreseen.

As the saying goes, being one step ahead is genius, but being several steps ahead is madness!

To ordinary wizards, Grindelwald was a "madman" who was far ahead of everyone else!

"Albus, I agree to your request, but on the condition that I become the teacher of this child!"

Grindelwald laughed loudly.

The world of prophets is sometimes just that convenient.

He had foreseen the scene before he even arrived.

He was very satisfied with that new era.

Their arrival is merely to confirm the true nature of this little Luke.

However, Grindelwald never expected that this little guy actually had another identity hidden.

Do you think I'm a prophet who understands you?

No, actually I'm a time traveler!

This is amazing! Luke, I'm standing in the atmosphere!

"No, I don't agree."

Snape's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively objected.

Grindelwald is a madman among madmen; even Voldemort would be considered a mere junior compared to him.

Luke learns from him, and after a few years, won't that old man Deng turn around and launch a northern expedition against the new "Dark Lord"?

"Snape, can you calm down?"

"I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Dumbledore advised.

Snape snorted, and Grindelwald shook his head with amusement.

His old friend has gotten softer and softer over the years; he can't even handle a young man anymore.

However, considering that he was Luke's guardian, Grindelwald didn't stand on ceremony.

Moreover, he wanted to see if Dumbledore was willing to give Snape an explanation.

What about him?

How should he explain this?

"Gellert, it's inconvenient for you to travel back and forth to Nurmengard. Why don't you stay at Hogwarts and become a teacher?"

"This will also allow us to better teach Luke."

"No!" X3

This time, the other three deans disagreed.

Dumbledore, is your brain really filled with Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans? How could you appoint Grindelwald as a teacher at Hogwarts?

Are you crazy, or am I crazy?

Aren't you worried at all that Grindelwald might train a new batch of "assistants" and launch another counterattack on the Western magical world?

"Hahaha, okay! Albus, I agree!"

Grindelwald continued to laugh, like a wild cowboy.

Luke’s vision of the future changed Albus in so many ways. I’m so glad he was able to see the light. We’re teaming up again, just like we did decades ago. But this time, the outcome is destined to be success!

—From "The Life of Grindelwald, the Pioneer"

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Chapter 73 Grindelwald is the most suitable teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts!

"Dumbledore, we are the teachers of Hogwarts, and the safety of the students should be our top priority!"

Professor Flitwick said seriously.

Unfortunately, despite having some fairy blood, he couldn't even reach Old Deng's waist height when standing straight.

It looked somewhat comical, but everyone present was quite clear about Professor Flitwick's attitude.

He wouldn't allow a dangerous figure like Grindelwald to become the young wizards' new teacher.

He was willing to risk the glory of winning the dueling tournament for this.

"Besides, Albus, we don't lack teachers."

Professor Sprout offered a reminder.

Now, even the most sought-after Defense Against the Dark Arts class is filled by Professor Quirrell, so if Grindelwald were to become a teacher today, there wouldn't be a suitable subject for him.

Unless he wants to start a new course, such as "How to Effectively Enter Azkaban"?

Or perhaps "On the Widespread Use of the Three Unforgivable Curses"?

Professor Sprout shuddered; the joke wasn't funny at all.

"No shortage of teachers? There will be vacancies tomorrow!"

Grindelwald was implying something.

Professors Sprout and McGonagall immediately looked tense.

Could it be that Grindelwald can no longer hide the truth and is about to go on a killing spree?

“Gellert, I think you should explain clearly what our real purpose is in doing this.”

“I learned this from you. You’re always like this, keeping everything to yourself and never discussing it with anyone.”

Grindelwald and Dumbledore have distinctly different personalities.

Grindelwald is confident, wild, and ruthless, willing to do anything for the greater good.

Dumbledore is reserved and humble; his "never enough socks" reflects his longing for family affection.

In his youth, the naive Dumbledore was captivated by the enchanting Grindelwald.

If it weren't for some things that happened later, Old Man Dumbledore might have already been ruling the wizarding world with Grindelwald, and Tom wouldn't have had a chance.

"Dumbledore, I think you're hiding something from us."

Professor McGonagall, seeing the two exchanging glances, realized that their respected headmaster was once again "playing the fool."

He's always like that!

“Minerva, I’m sorry, but I’m not entirely sure if Luke’s predictions are all correct. I need to verify the truth.”

"If it's false information, it could cause chaos in the magic world if others find out."

Dumbledore said helplessly.

"So you'd rather tell a dark wizard than your companion?"

Professor Cat spoke in a low, somber tone.

Aren't we still best friends after all these years, Dumbledore?

Do you still remember how we shared our past hardships in that classroom?

"Ahem. In this matter, Albus really needs to come to me. I know better than any of you what that guy is thinking."

Grindelwald realized there might be some color on his head and explained why.

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The three deans were puzzled.