Chapter 726 First Generation

"Interesting memories... I think you mean the memories of my battles with others, right?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"That's right, meow!"

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The cat nodded as a matter of course, "Fisch will never leave if he doesn't see an interesting story, meow!"

Dumbledore hesitated for a while, and finally sighed helplessly and said, "Okay..."

He raised his wand and inserted the tip of the wand into his silver hair, close to his temple. When he pulled out the wand, it seemed that some hair was stuck on the tip of the wand, but in fact, it was actually a small wisp of the same silver-white substance as in the basin.

Dumbledore added this new memory to the basin, then held the meditation basin and turned it, like a gold digger turning a sand table...

The young Dumbledore flashed in the basin, and then a strange face appeared, and then there seemed to be several spells flashing, and finally, the silver substance in the basin calmed down and returned to the strange state of being like gas and liquid.

Dumbledore held the Pensieve in his hand, staring at the slowly rotating silver substance in the basin for a long time, and only came back to his senses at the urging of Fish.

"Albus! Show Fish a fight, meow!"

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The cat slapped the table and shouted loudly.

"Ah... OK," Dumbledore put down the Pensieve in his hand and stepped aside, "I won't go in with you this time."

Fish didn't care whether Dumbledore would follow or not. The cat, who couldn't wait, had already put his head in the Pensieve as soon as it was put down.

Hermione smiled apologetically at Dumbledore, and then followed him into this memory.

Harry and Ron hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help their curiosity and followed him in one after another.

After several young wizards entered the Pensieve, Dumbledore sat back in his seat, put his ten fingers together under his twisted nose, and looked at the wall in front of him without focus, as if he was lost in memories.

This was the third time to enter the memory tonight. Even Ron, who had just experienced it for the first time not long ago, had already gotten used to the feeling of falling. After landing on the ground, he did not need any adjustment and quickly looked around.

Soon, they saw Dumbledore, who looked like a middle-aged man, not far away. At this time, he was confronting a wizard of the same age as him.

Both of them stared at each other, holding their wands tightly in their hands. Although they did not say a word, Harry and the others could feel the tense atmosphere in the air around them.

Of course, Fish was obviously an exception, or even if he felt this tense atmosphere, he would not take it to heart.

"Fight! Fight!"

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Mao Mao knew that he could not affect the characters in his memory, so he danced without hesitation.

Soon, Dumbledore and the wizard opposite moved. The two raised their wands almost at the same time. There was no standard waving action, and no spells were chanted. In the blink of an eye, the two fired more than ten spells at each other.

At the same time, the two used protective spells, Apparition, corresponding anti-spells, and their own evasive movements to easily resolve the spells fired by the other party.

And those spells that were deflected or avoided hit the stone brick ground and the buildings next to it, blasting huge holes, proving that the power of these spells should not be underestimated.

After a brief but not simple fight, Dumbledore and the man exchanged positions, and then fell into a stalemate again.

"... My God!" Ron had been holding his breath since the two started fighting, and only now did he let out a long breath of turbid air, "Who is this person? He can fight Dumbledore on equal terms!" He exclaimed while swallowing and exhaling air.

"I don't know, I only know that if I were to fight any of them, I wouldn't last more than ten seconds." Harry stared at the two people in the confrontation without blinking, and was reluctant to move away.

Originally, because of the activities of the Cat Club and the battle with Voldemort, Harry was more or less proud of his strength, but after watching the duel between the two, he realized how ridiculous his fighting skills were.

"I don't know if it's my illusion..." Harry hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Voldemort's strength seems to be inferior to any of them."

"Isn't this natural?" Ron rolled his eyes and said as a matter of course: "Dumbledore is the person that the mysterious man fears the most, and that person can fight Dumbledore to a draw, so it is reasonable that his strength is higher than the mysterious man... I just don't know who he is..."

He suddenly remembered the tragic experience of being caught by Hermione to turn over a book in the first grade, shuddered subconsciously, and then blurted out: "Could it be Nicolas Flamel?"

"It shouldn't be, he doesn't look like Nicolas Flamel on the chocolate frog picture." Harry carefully looked at the wizard's face, and then shook his head gently.

While the two were talking, Dumbledore and the unknown wizard fought several more rounds. Some of the spells they used were so powerful that Harry and his friends didn't even know them.

Although the battle was fierce, the result was no different from the previous one. Both sides were evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other.

Harry and the others naturally preferred Dumbledore, so even though they knew that Dumbledore was still alive and well, they still secretly cheered for him.

But Fish didn't think so much. Such an intense and high-level battle made Maomao excited and excited. He wished that the two could fight for a while longer. Who won or lost was not important to him at all!

Maomao's wildness was already aroused by the fight between the two. He danced excitedly while watching, and even unconsciously, his nails and teeth became sharp.

"Hit the head! Idiot! Limit his movement! Why didn't you use Transfiguration? If you had created a piece of ice or poured a layer of oil under Albus's feet just now, he would have been in big trouble! It's so stupid!"

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While punching and kicking in the air, Fish was still loudly giving advice to both sides. The excited Maomao had long forgotten that the people in his memory could not hear his voice at all.

"I may know who this person is..." Hermione, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

Fish, who was still cheering excitedly for both sides, reacted faster than Harry and Ron who were curious about the identity of the man. He rushed to her side and asked urgently: "Who is who? Tell Fish meow!"

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"Gellert Grindelwald, the first generation of the Dark Lord." Hermione said in a dry voice: "Dumbledore defeated him in 1945 and imprisoned him in Nurmengard."

After Hermione's reminder, Harry and Ron remembered that Rita Skeeter had mentioned in the newspaper that Fish's cat head logo might be a symbol of the rise of the third generation of the Dark Lord. After that, they also learned about the first generation of the Dark Lord, but they didn't take it too seriously at the time.

Fish also remembered this name, because the magic pocket given to him by Dumbledore was said to be one of the rewards he got for defeating Grindelwald.

"Where is Nurmengard? Fish is going to fight Grindelwald meow!"

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