1 A Meeting of Destiny
Austria 1988
On a big cliff, an eight-year-old boy with pale blond hair appeared from nowhere on the cliff. But unlike a normal boy, the boy had a black gas coming out of his body that destroyed anything that came near him.
The boy, feeling the pain all over his body, began to scream as more and more black gas began to come out of his body.
Suddenly a large amount of black gas came out of the boy's body that made a part of the cliff explode showing an elegant and majestic Castle.
From inside the castle, an old man with white hair and blue eyes sat quietly at the table while enjoying a steaming cup of tea when he suddenly felt the castle tremble.
Grindelwald quickly got up from the table and walked towards the blast area and when he got there, he saw that part of the roof of his castle had disappeared while his gaze focused on the culprit.
Grindelwald saw a small child dying of pain on the ground while an unknown black gas surrounded the boy as if he had a life of his own. And soon Grindelwald recognized the black gas as an obscure one.
Seeing the boy dying in pain, Grindelwald began to walk slowly towards the boy and when he got close to the boy, the black gas stopped his path.
"I won't hurt him. I only want to help, if you don't let me help, your master will die." Anyone would think he was crazy if they saw Grindelwald talking with suspicious black gas, but they'd be even more shocked by the scene in front of them.
The black gas listening to Grindelwald stood still for a while and opened the way for the boy as he watched each suspicious move, if he tried to attack the boy he would suffer the worst of the deaths.
Grindelwald seeing the path was open quickly reached the boy and held him in his arms as he mobilized his gigantic magic reserve for the boy who began to devour all his magic.
Inside the boy's body, Grindelwald's bluish magic would turn each piece of the boy's body and repeat everything again, making a loop of infinity.
Inside the boy's veins, a black goo clogs the boy's veins causing the magic not to circulate correctly inside the boy's body. But where Grindelwald's bluish magic passed, more and more black goo came out of the boy's body.
The whole treatment of the boy lasted one full hour until the boy was covered with a black goo that smelled very bad.
Grindelwald didn't care about the stench and smiled full of joy like a boy who just won a candy. Of course, he would be happy, the research that lasted decades finally showed the results far above what was expected.
He looked at the boy in his arms and stood up with the boy as he walked towards Nurmengard Castle.
As Grindelwald walked all the debris of the cliff and one part of the castle went back to the same places that were as if everything went back in time.
One day later
An eight-year-old boy was sleeping with a serene face on the big bed of red cotton sheets. The boy constantly shivered his eyelashes, but no matter what, he never woke up as if something was keeping him from waking up.
Inside the boy's mind, slowly two lights merged and after a long time the two lights completely merged and the boy sleeping in bed opened his beautiful bright blue eyes.
"Alexander Lesas." The boy whispered as he put one of his ands on his head, he slowly got down of the bed and looked in a nearby mirror and saw his own reflection in the mirror.
"Is that me? If I had that face in my past life, I wouldn't need to do anything to get money." Alexander spoke by touching his face as he looked at his own reflection with some complicated emotions passing through his blue eyes.
"So I'm in Harry Potter's world," Alexander whispered seeing the fragments of memories that came and went in his mind. He saw in the memories of this child, men, and women wearing strange clothes while holding wands doing all sorts of spells.
Then he soon remembered the series of films and books by writer J.K. Rowling. Remembering that in this dangerous world, where an entire city could be burned to ashes with a single spell, this fact left Alexander's entire body cold and a feeling of insecurity began to appear.
He looked around the extremely luxurious room and did not recognize it from his memory. Alexander has created a lot of theories where he is abducted and so on.
But those ideas were vetoed immediately because he saw the walls and furniture of the room, all this seemed more like a British castle than room to guard a kidnapped child.
Alexander walked slowly to the bedroom door and gently pushed it open. He looked outside with caution and saw that it was empty and left the room. When alexander left the room he saw a long white corridor with some very old and rare flower pots.
After a long time walking through the confused and long corridors of the castle, Alexander finally finds someone in this gigantic castle. He was an old man in an elegant black suit, he was sitting in his chair enjoying a steaming cup of tea as he looked calmly through the window into the mountains.
Alexander realized that the old man had the same bright blue eyes as he did. Although they looked the same, the old man's eyes looked more severe and full of power.
"Hello, sir. I'm sorry to disturb your tranquility, but may I ask where I am?" Alexander asked politely and full of caution. From that apparently gentle and calm old man, he felt he was in the presence of a great mountain.
"You are in Austria, specifically in my Nurmengard castle," Grindelwald spoke looking at the cutest child he'd ever met in his life, he'd never seen such beauty in anyone.
Though he kept his face calm and a little apprehensive, in Alexander's mind had just plunged into chaos. In front of him was the first Lord of Darkness, Gellert Grindelwald.
