Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The silver, slender, furry hair tickled his face as he moved.

The girl covered her lower lip with her upper lip: Grindelwald? The name is quite familiar.

"A revolutionary outside the law?" After thinking for a moment, Clooney opened his slightly narrowed eyes, "Gellert Grindelwald?"

"What kind of title is this?" Dumbledore was so amused by her adjective that he almost forgot why he had talked to her in such a serious manner before.

"He is very famous in the history of law." The young lady who often makes famous sentences said bluntly, "The murder group was a pioneer in resisting the secrecy law. He committed murder without purpose and was a master of black magic. In the end, he was defeated by you."

"There are indeed only a few mentions of him in history." Dumbledore sat beside her bed. "You missed one: ruling the Muggles."

"After all, only a small part of his history was excerpted in "Modern History of Wizards"." Clowney replied, "It's a pity that the author doesn't care about the status of Muggles."

"That's not all the problem, Clowney."

"The problem is, he has the same talent as you -" Dumbledore's eyes stayed on the different-colored pupil, "His eyes are also... like this."

"Isn't this mentioned in the book?"

"No?" Dumbledore frowned slightly, "Is that so?"

"There are no records about him in domestic books. Even the photos are in black and white..."

Dumbledore pursed his lips.

"..." Clooney touched the tip of his nose, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"Does this mean I might also become a magic master?"

"The thing is," Dumbledore replied, "he was born with it."

"Am I not? Professor?"

The greatest white magician who is on par with Grindelwald also sees something in the future. This kind of warning from the sixth sense is more frightening than any kind of prophecy.

"I don't understand." He said bluntly, "I feel...the feeling is very subtle. There are no other incidents or theories to support my feeling, but you don't seem to be...together in this regard. "

"I've seen people go astray before." His expression was very soft, and it didn't seem like he was talking about something he didn't want to be mentioned before. "This is the thing I regret the most. . If I could go back to the beginning, maybe I could do better, and many of the things that happened later would not have happened."

"Is a person's energy so great? Sir?" Miss Albert had a completely different idea. "If a person makes the wrong thing, it is often his own choice."

"Are you the reason he went astray?"

"I didn't pull him back, find him, or stop the trend." Dumbledore gently placed his hand on the soft white quilt, and applied slight pressure on his fingers, allowing people to see the clear blood vessels.

"It's not a 'mistake' not to be able to save someone." Eyes of almost the same color met, "Everyone has things that they can't do anything about..."

"Why are you trying to persuade me in turn? Clooney?" Dumbledore laughed again. He didn't look as tense as before. "Is this what we are talking about?"

"I just said that..."

"In addition to these...eyes?" She touched her eye sockets again, "Are there any other places?"

"Movements," Dumbledore described candidly, "occasional verbal habits."

"A person's language and movement habits are usually acquired." He said, "I even suspected for a while that... you have a fairly close relationship with him."

"I've never seen anyone like this."

"That is true," said Dumbledore. "He is still locked up in the tower."

"Tower?" An answer gradually emerged in front of her eyes, and all the events were connected together in an instant, "Isn't it 'Nurmengard'?"

"It's Nurmengard. It's a tower and it's a prison."

Right.

Green - Grindelwald. High tower, heterochromatic pupils, outstanding magical ability, and vast knowledge memory.

The only difference is that he is not a radical law reform lunatic, right?

In their conversation, Green did not say anything about purging Muggles or dominating them.

Not exactly the same person as described in the book.

He is not a heinous dictator like the legend, a madman who massacres Muggles, or the Emperor of the Night who wants to rule all wizards.

He is sensible, has his own ambitions, and is not crazy at all.

["The failed dictator wants to abolish all laws that restrain wizards, break all balances, regard human life as nothing, and only cares about the advancement of everything."

"I think this may be the reason why Gellert Grindelwald ultimately failed."

"Wizards don't need madmen. And what he did was nothing short of a madman."

——"Review of Modern Wizarding History"]

Albus Dumbledore was not shy about expressing his emotions on this matter. Visible to the naked eye, his expression became confused, as if he was recalling what happened at that time.

Being able to meet your opponent in chess is indeed...a very rare thing. Just like the collapse of the Soviet Union not long ago, it will also cause the opposite sides of the Cold War to shake. Maybe this is sympathy between the opponents?

She had no intention of inquiring into her elders' past. But as a great wizard with a great reputation and a good reputation among wizards, Dumbledore is indeed a person who easily arouses people's curiosity.

"Am I really similar to 'Grindelwald'?"

"If it weren't for me," Dumbledore said softly, "Maybe not."

"'If it weren't for me'?" This is really an indescribable adjective. People usually don't exaggerate their existence in this way, especially people like Dumbledore——

What kind of person is he?

This time it was Miss Albert's turn to scan Dumbledore with a critical eye. Faced with this look, he was not affected in any way. His current expression seemed to be that as long as she was willing to ask now, he would tell her everything without reservation at this moment.

It was a frankness filled with compassion that almost overshadowed his inherent skepticism.

The overloaded brain started working again. Crowney never thought of taking advantage of others at such a time.

The old man in front of him had obviously fallen into some kind of emotional state. Maybe soon, after he tells everything about himself, he will immediately regret it.

So she didn't plan to ask further.

"Grindelwald." She repeated the last name. "Gellert Grindelwald."

"You know him well," said Crowney. "Albus."

"Yes?"

"There was a person who once asked me something." She said, "I was confused before. But now I have a little idea."

Ruo Green is the careerist imprisoned in the tower with blood on his hands.

Dumbledore had behavioral traits from 'Grimm' that no one but himself could identify...

Dumbledore waited patiently for her answer.

But Clooney first asked her guess: "What is your relationship with Gellert Grindelwald?"

"What's the relationship?" Dumbledore was stunned for a while. No one had asked him this question for a long time.

Of course, of course someone asked.

There were only two of them left in the vacant hospital room. For Dumbledore, this was not an unforgettable past. If he could face people who asked him this way calmly back then, then he would be old now and the past would be like yesterday's flowers to him, so there would be nothing he could not answer.

"We once loved each other." He answered the girl's inquiry calmly.

"That's him." Crowney said, "There is a person who once asked me to help you in any possible situation."

"When I met him, he was very skinny and not in good condition at all."

"Then he died." The chaotic time was finally sorted out at this moment, "He died at the hands of Voldemort. Then I experienced the first magic riot."

"That...your...friend?" This news obviously shocked Dumbledore. He had never compared the 'unlucky, self-assertive friend' that Miss Albert once described to Glinde. Wo linked together.

In her mouth, Grindelwald was so high-spirited, gentle and elegant.

Since he was imprisoned in the tower, letters with malice towards him have been coming in like a bereaved dog, almost making Dumbledore forget that this man and his past were not all filled with bad words and vulgar remarks.

He was indeed high-spirited, and his beguiling words and aura would indeed make unsuspecting people trust him...

"You predicted the death of Gellert Grindelwald..." Dumbledore murmured, "But how is this possible? Voldemort - how can there be a relationship between them?"

Through Miss Albert's eyes that seemed to be predicting, Dumbledore saw his own expression in those clear eyes.

From Dumbledore's point of view, Voldemort didn't seem to be a madman - otherwise - why wouldn't it be possible? If Tom Riddle is crazy, why can't he just massacre everyone at will?

"He wanted something," Clowney said, "and he wouldn't give it to him."

"To protect something." That bad experience has been her nightmare for a long time, but at this moment, that time has never happened here.

This gave her a glimmer of hope: If so, would she have a chance to have a real hug with the visible and tangible Green?