Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

Dumbledore leaned forward slowly.

The moment the pale face was about to approach the Pensieve.

Dumbledore's body stiffened.

Eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly opened.

His lips opened and closed unconsciously, but no sound came out.

"Do not........"

A sigh.

Dumbledore stared at the Pensieve and shook his head slowly:

"No...not yet time...

It's not a good time to think! "

After speaking, Dumbledore pulled himself away from the Pensieve with both hands.

He stretched out his hand and straightened the wrinkled wizard robe.

Turn around and leave slowly, this claustrophobic space.

But the moment Dumbledore turned around.

The Pensieve, which was filled with magic power, automatically rippled layer by layer, and the water blue halo dissipated.

In the dark and dim small space, it was illuminated by a blue halo.

Dumbledore's body paused, and he could clearly feel the magic fluctuations "escaping" from the Pensieve.

Has your "memory" started to falter again?

But just as Dumbledore was thinking...

A deep and hoarse voice echoed behind him:

"It's here, why don't you take a look?

I can feel the purest yearning for "her" in your heart...

This is an opportunity.

I can give you this chance...Dumbledore....

Because you have not seen each other for too long. "

Dumbledore instinctively closed his eyes, and he subconsciously shook his head:

"No...you think too much, I don't want to see "her"...

Since that day.....

The moment my sister died unexpectedly!

It already means..."

Dumbledore's voice fell, and he did not continue.

Quiet....

The entire claustrophobic space was silent.

"So be it...."

A faint sense of loss rose in Dumbledore's heart, and he lifted his foot and planned to leave.

At the same time, a hoarse sigh mixed with an inexplicable charm echoed throughout the small room.

"Ugh...."

This is a helpless sigh.....

Open your eyes.

But the scene in front of him made Dumbledore a little astonished.

Small and closed spaces disappear.

In front of the field of vision is a large expanse of grass.

Surrounded by lush greenery and luxuriant branches and leaves.

There is even a student wearing a characteristic wizard robe on both sides of the road.

here.....

where is it! ?

Dumbledore raised his head, and he could clearly see a magnificent building not far away.

A building is the gate of a school.

[Durmstrang School of Magic] is clearly written on the gate.

The memory gradually wakes up...

This scene was extremely familiar to Dumbledore.

He stepped into [Durmstrang School of Magic] almost instinctively.

Follow one of the paths.

Dumbledore came to a chic teaching building.

Without hesitation, he passed through the entrance of the branch, walked up the stairs, and came to a circular classroom door.

Before entering the gate, he heard a hoarse roar in his ears:

"Mister Gellert Grindelwald!!!!

Did you listen to my charm class or not?

Who gave you the confidence to be so arrogant and domineering! ? "

Another slightly younger man's voice sounded:

"Professor, don't be impatient, of course I want to listen to the spell class, but the way you teach the class, Mr. Metz, is really boring...

It's even a little bit..."

Dumbledore's still standing outside the classroom window.

He could clearly see a young man with silver hair playing with a magic wand in his hand.

The wand twirled back and forth in his hand.

And a middle-aged wizard on the stage was looking at the young man with an angry face!

"Grindelwald!

very good!

very good! !

You openly challenged me that the content of my Charms class is too boring, this is really barbaric! "

"I don't think so..."

The corner of Grindelwald's mouth raised slightly and he waved the wand in his hand, and a string of flames emerged in the air.

The flames danced in the air, like dancing elves, cheering in mid-air.

The face of Wizard Mace on the podium was a little dark, and he paused word by word:

"Grindelwald, I'm warning you one more time not to interfere with my class.

Otherwise, you will get out of here!

Your behavior of casting magic at will is simply not taking your own safety into consideration.

And I'm sure no one will appreciate your stupid behavior! "

"Pfft~~"

Grindelwald laughed when he heard that, he jumped down from the table and looked at the middle-aged wizard on the podium, and said provocatively:

"Damn old man!

To shut up!

Don't use the rules to restrain me, I have already studied your spells thoroughly.

Theory is something that only children care about.

Charms themselves are a form of magically affecting everything around them.

From a Muggle perspective, it could be seen as a 'supernatural situation'!

And in a stuffy class like yours.

Education gives us, every time only nagging...

Take the wand first and then say the spell.

Final statement!

The connection between mind and attention.

Charms change from spell to spell.

In actuality, casting a spell shoots a beam of light!

And the "beam" is the carrier of the spell.

Spells and mana work together to be shot from the tip of the wand.

If the beam is blocked or avoided by obstacles during the casting process, the spell release will be invalidated...

You keep repeating these clichés all day long.....

professor!My ears are almost calloused!

The things you say, Jane, seem worthless to me! ! ! "

The middle-aged wizard's expression was astonished, and he became a little ashamed and angry. He said angrily:

"Grindelwald, what do you mean!?

If you don't want to attend the class, you can get out. If it affects the class and the study of other wizard students, I will ask the wizard to be disciplined. They will not listen to your magic debate. "

However, Grindelwald turned directly and his midweek wand danced gently!

Throw it away and store it in the wizard's robe.

A pair of heroic eyes stared at the middle-aged wizard in front of him:

"Professor Mace, how can you explain this?"

While speaking, Grindelwald snapped his fingers directly.

【Snapped】

A crisp sound.

"Spell: Sparkle Fireball"

The voice fell!

In front of Grindelwald, magic fluctuations came out.

The magic power was gathering, clusters of dark red flames swayed and swayed, and finally froze in the air.

The flames are arranged in order, orderly!

"Professor Mace, I don't have a wand...

So can you explain, what is the act of casting magic with my bare hands? "

The middle-aged wizard stared blankly at the young man in front of him, his eyes were a little dull, and he subconsciously said to himself:

"Do not....

This is impossible.....

Since....no one has ever...been able to do it at your age...to the point..."

"No! Professor Mace, I did it!

This is cast without a wand! ! ! ! "

Grindelwald looked arrogant, and said with a little pride in his tone:

"Then Professor Mace.

I....

Am I not a genius! ?

And for your future courses, don't I have to arrive on time? "

The middle-aged wizard took a deep breath and didn't know how to answer for a while.

He is just a spell teacher specially hired by [Durmstrang School of Magic]!

Decades of teaching career, conscientious...

But what the genius wizard student did in front of him made him unable to step down!

No one told him what to do when he met such a "genius" wizard.....

At this time, in the last row of the Charms classroom, Dumbledore was staring at the scenes that happened at the front.

He raised his palm subconsciously and waved it lightly!

All the flames suspended in mid-air on the podium were extinguished.

"Who!?"

Grindelwald suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on the last row of the classroom.

There, a handsome young man with a gentle expression was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Dumbledore's elderly figure almost coincided with the young man standing there.

this moment.......

Countless years have passed, only those eyes have escaped the passage of time and collided with "her"!

A kind of "palpitation" that has been silent for a long time...

An inexplicable feeling rose in Dumbledore's heart.

This.....

This is a feeling of sympathy!

A kind of enlightenment that can only be born when geniuses and geniuses meet each other.

Grindelwald spoke almost at the same time as Dumbledore:

"I appreciate your talent...maybe...we can be best friends...."

......

(Extra: What I appreciate is not "gender" but standing on the top of the mountain and being able to see "talent" and "personality" comparable to myself. This feeling transcends "love"... just because Talented sympathy.....)

ps: Dumbledore's personal show will end soon, his decision is related to the next "direction" of "Dudley", don't worry, after all, a powerful wizard can't just look at the "Sorcerer's Stone" indifferently, right? ....

The author is really discharging for love at the moment (it’s so miserable that there is no recommendation...), thank you for your support, and continue to work hard~ヽ(?????)??