HP: Embrace the Darkness

Grindelwald was not a qualified student.

No matter what Anna said, he was used to talking back, either because he felt it was wrong or because he was disgusted by it.

At first, Anna could bear his rebuttal and broke it into pieces to explain to him.

After many times, Teacher Anna, who had just taken office not long ago, couldn't bear it anymore.

In a rage, she got up in arms, completely forgetting Grindelwald's senior identity, and scolded Grindelwald severely.

Articulation is clear and rhetoric is gorgeous.

Grindelwald lost his temper after being scolded, so he took notes honestly and planned to do what Anna said.

The next day, following Anna's advice, Grindelwald, who dressed simply and slightly similar to his youth, got ready to go.

"Is this really okay?"

Before leaving, Grindelwald asked worriedly.

On the other side of the double-sided mirror, Asseth was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom of Spider End Alley, flipping through the newspapers delivered today.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at Grindelwald.

"Not bad, I wish you success."

Even with Arthur's approval, Grindelwald was still a little uneasy.

He hadn't been in such a nervous mood for a long time, and he looked like a young boy in love. Amused by this idea, Grindelwald relaxed a little.

Looking in the direction of Godric's Hollow, he did not hesitate anymore and walked towards Godric's Hollow resolutely just like when he rushed to Europe.

When the Phoenix Guardian sent a message, he only mentioned the time of the meeting, but both of them knew exactly where they would meet.

Returning to Godric's Hollow again, to be honest, Grindelwald didn't feel much at all. His only memories and thoughts of this valley were those short but intense two months and the dazzling Dumbledore.

He went straight to his destination without stopping too much.

The early morning sun was not dazzling. It passed through the rolling clouds gently and softly. All its sparse rays of light passed through the dense branches and leaves and fell on Dumbledore at the bottom of the tree.

Grindelwald stopped and carefully adjusted his collar, not missing a single wrinkle.

He did it very seriously. Dumbledore watched his movements without urging him, and just waited quietly.

Twisting away the last strand of gray hair, Grindelwald walked towards Dumbledore with steady steps.

"Al, I'm here."

Dumbledore was a little lost. The no longer young Grindelwald in front of him seemed like a boy who had traveled through time. He was as determined as ever, but the youthful spirit and wantonness were gone. Instead, there was another kind of emotion that could not be expressed in words. precipitation.

"Gail."

He heard his own voice calling Grindelwald, and there was no lack of nostalgia in his voice.

Grindelwald heard the slight uneasiness inside, his expression fluctuated for a moment, and then calmed down again.

The first point in Anna’s class: Keep your emotions stable.

Listing knowledge points quickly in his mind, Grindelwald smiled at Dumbledore as calmly as possible, with wrinkles gathering at the corners of his eyes, silently showing the passage of time.

"Al, you're finally willing to talk to me."

Dumbledore looked at the wrinkles on his face, and the nerves that had been vigilant for many years quietly relaxed.

At this moment, he realized one thing very clearly - Grindelwald, who was stirring up trouble in Europe, was old.

Like countless old people, time has left traces on Grindelwald that cannot be removed, and it has also taken away his strong ambition in his youth, leaving behind a frail old man with vicissitudes of life.

"We sat down and said that my thighs are a little stiff because of my age and standing for a long time."

Dumbledore took a few steps back, sat down by the roots of the tree, leaned against the trunk, and looked at the church, the most conspicuous of all buildings.

The second point of Anna’s class: Create physical contact.

Grindelwald immediately remembered what Anna had said and pretended not to care and sat down next to Dumbledore.

The two stood side by side, looking into the distance.

Dumbledore didn't know that he had the knowledge that Anna had crammed into his head last night. He just thought that he didn't want to bask in the sun and chose a location without sun.

So, Dumbledore thoughtfully made some room and the physical contact between the two was instantly broken.

Grindelwald was determined to catch up, but Anna also said that physical contact should be inadvertent, so it would be too obvious for him to catch up.

Helpless, he could only give up.

There were too many questions to ask. Dumbledore thought for a while and decided to start with the most fundamental question.

"Can I still trust you?"

Grindelwald did not expect that Dumbledore's first question would be this. He was stunned for a moment and asked seriously: "Are you still willing to believe me?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "I don't know."

Grindelwald was not surprised. He put his hands back and looked sideways at Dumbledore.

"No matter how much I promise, you may not believe it, so I can only tell you that if you are willing to try to believe it, I am also willing to try to make you believe it."

"That's not something you can say, Mr. Cavendish?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"It was actually his mother, Mrs. Cavendish. Mrs. Cavendish gave me some advice, like being honest and not being harsh."

"But she didn't teach me what to say or how to say it. She said that if she taught me word for word, it would not be a communication between me and you, but a communication between you and her, and I didn't want that."

Grindelwald explained.

The third point of Anna’s class: Be sincere.

"No wonder our Professor Cavendish can eat Severus to death. It seems that he has a good mother... and father."

Dumbledore smiled into the wind.

He smiled many times today. Different from the kind and mischievous smile when he faced his colleagues and young wizards at Hogwarts, his smile was unconcealable and wanton.

Seeing how happy Dumbledore was, Grindelwald couldn't help but smile. He stared at Dumbledore tightly, not wanting to blink.

He... seemed to understand a little bit why Asseth would willingly and unconditionally make the potion master happy.

It turns out that seeing the one you love happy brings more joy than getting the one you love.

As long as he's happy, that's fine.

this is Love.

Grindelwald raised his hand to hold his heart.

His heart was beating very fast, the same speed as during the duel in 1945, but at this time it was filled with his love for Dumbledore, rather than fighting spirit and anger.

"Al, what else do you want to ask me?" Grindelwald asked impatiently.

He just answered two questions and Dumbledore was so happy. If he continued to answer, would Dumbledore be even happier?

He wants to see him happy.

There is nothing more cost-effective than trading a few questions to make Dumbledore happy.

What else do you want to ask?

Dumbledore also touched his heart without looking at Grindelwald. He looked far and wide, as if he could see Ariana smiling at him in the blue sky.

"I wanted to ask you a lot of questions before I came here, but I have already got the answers to the most important questions, and the rest of the questions are irrelevant."

Grindelwald seemed a little unbelievable and was stunned for a moment, "Just trust?"