Yes I Understand the whole Slytherin mistake, please ignore that. Thanks.
The darkness fog revolved around Gellert Grindelwald's stumbling feet as he followed his former best friend, Albus Dumbledore across the dirty courtyard, covered in dusty fog. He grunted as Dumbledore stopped in his tracks.
He knows. Grindelwald thought as he struck his wand from his robes and pointed them directly toward Dumbledore's back. But in the midst of time, Dumbledore turned around with his wand pointing forward casually, as if he was expecting the attack.
Even with the surrounding of muggles, witches and wizards – Grindelwald knew what had to be done, he had to kill Albus Dumbledore and finish his reign as the single most greatest wizard of all time.
"What is going on?" Cried a voice from behind Grindelwald, a little girl. A small, innocent muggle child who knew nothing of wizards and the extinct of their power – how could he do this in front of so many witnesses?
"It was foolish to follow me, Gellert." Dumbledore whispered with a look of triumph upon his eyes. "The ministry of magic accompanied with the trained skills of Aurors will be here any minute."
Grindelwald gave a low, deep laugh. "You think a bunch of Aurors can defeat the great Gellert Grindelwald?!"
"In fact, Gellert. I do." Dumbledore whispered. "I know that you will one day think twice of your actions for this day and regret deeply to even think you can take over the wizarding world."
"Why would… or could I regret all this power I have at the moment, Dumbledore? Explain to me why I should listen to a wizard who stopped working for the greater good to grief over his dead sister and receive a broken nose?!" Grindelwald screeched, stepping forward, toward Dumbledore. This was it, he was going to strike.
But Dumbledore merely stood where he was, with his wand still pointing toward Grindelwald, with an expressionless emotion wore on his face. "Remove your mask, Gellert and reveal to the people around us your true scars."
He lost it, he felt his fists tighten around his wand and he scared at Dumbledore with great anger as he took yet another step forward toward him. "MY true scars?! MY TRUE SCARS?!"
"Yes, Gellert." Dumbledore repeated. "Your true scars."
"Why not you? Tell us about Andria… and the rest of the family known as the Dumbledore's?" Grindelwald shouted. "Huh? Go on, explain to everybody here."
Dumbledore shook his fragile, silver hair from side to side. But Grindelwald saw the anger erupt to his face as he stared at him with his hand also tight around his wand. This was not like Dumbledore, but Grindelwald knew he was going to have to get angry on a day like this because he had murdered his sister, tortured his brother, and betrayed him. And now, this was Dumbledore's chance for revenge for murder and avenge their deaths.
"Gellert, if you agree to leave here now – I shall not stop you and neither will the rest of these people. Because if we do duel, one of us is going to leave here dead." Dumbledore cried.
"And that is just as I intended, Dumbledore."
There was a moment silence as Dumbledore then stepped forward, breaking their distance which was now merely four meters apart from one another and the gasps from the crowd were now being ignored.
Filthy Muggles, Grindelwald thought.
They're just as filthy as the way Dumbledore shows his love for them, but why should he when they are simply animal pets for us? My pet rat is more intelligent than all these muggles combined –
"Stupefy!" Dumbledore shouted suddenly, when Grindelwald least expected it, he raised his wand forward and a jet of bright red light shot from it, only Grindelwald jumped his wand to the conclusion and a white shield stood around him, the spell rebounded from the shield and missed Dumbledore by inches.
"Give up, Gellert!" Dumbledore shouted flicking his wand again and this time, electric, purple light erupted from it and made a small ball shape which covered the white shield like thick, annoying liquid and as it hit, the purple light and white shield both disappeared instantly.
"Never! Crucio!" Grindelwald shot back and his wand sent Dumbledore to the floor, wriggling from side to side and screaming out loud.
How could Dumbledore think he could defeat a Slytherin like me?Said a voice in his head. Finish him.
No, not yet. Let him suffer for once. Let him feel the wrath of Grindelwald.
And as Grindelwald let Dumbledore slowly rise to his feet again, and sent him down with another quick spell. Grindelwald heard a woman gasp behind him and he just laughed, Dumbledore had managed to dodge the spell and was still struggling to stand.
"Had enough, Dumbledore?!" Grindelwald laughed, but when he least suspected it Dumbledore shot his wand forward – as if he was acting the whole weak thing. Golden flames shot from his wand and hit Grindelwald and he was knocked down onto his back.
"Hardly, Gellert." Dumbledore laughed. Grindelwald jumped to his feet and swayed his wand from side to side; shooting several different hexes, curses and spells at Dumbledore only he was simply deflecting them to the ground.
"Diffindo!" Grindelwald shouted and Dumbledore fell to his knees when his hand was sliced open. Dumbledore was seemingly muttering to himself whilst getting back to his feet and dodging Grindelwald's curses as doing so.
Dumbledore jabbed his wand forward again and there was a flash of light and Grindelwald was on the floor once again, Dumbledore then shot a blasting curse at Grindelwald which was missed as he rolled to his left.
"Crucio!" Grindelwald shouted as he jumped upward, onto his feet.
"FINITE INCANTEAUM!" Dumbledore screamed before taking a deep breath.
The spell stopped, as both wizards stood before each other, each breathless.
"Tired already, Dumbledore?" Grindelwald laughed manically.
The fog around their feet thickened and soon enough they couldn't see their own feet but merely each other and the crowd surrounding him.
"Just getting started, Gellert – Oppugno!" Suddenly Dumbledore's wand made a loud bang with a flash of yellow light and a flock of birds shot from his wand and were heading straight for Grindelwald's face, only he pointed his wand at the birds and screamed; "Fiendfyre!"
Bright red flames shot from his wands and turned the birds to ashes and now the flames were heading for Dumbledore. He shook his head and pointed his wand at the flames.
"Immortal fire, Dumbledore!" Grindelwald laughed.
"Not for me, Gellert!" Dumbledore shouted and as the flames got closer and shot his wand forward like a flick. "Flagrate!"
The fire disappeared in mid air and Grindelwald and Dumbledore stood where they were, minutes before with the crowd awing in shock. Dumbledore didn't even have time to relies the Minister of magic and the Aurors had stared to arrive – Grindelwald did though.
He ha no time to act as the Minister noticed Grindelwald pointing his wand randomly into the air, now was the time for a diversion.
"ACCIO BROOM!" A silver, sleek broom flew down across at him and he jumped on but Dumbledore also acted fast, he used the Hurling Hex against him and Grindelwald was back on the ground and within a second his anger was let out into his wand.
"Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light was shot at Dumbledore.
"Finite Incanteaum!" The green light was stopped within an inch of Dumbledore's face.
Grindelwald seemed confused, the only way now was to Dissaparate.
"Oh, no you won't! STUPEFY!" Dumbledore screeched and the red light hit Grindelwald square in the chest and he fell backward.
Unconscious.
Stunned.
Dumbledore ignored the Minister, crowd and Aurors running onto the field and he stole Grindelwald's wand.
The Elder Wand.