Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Well, no hugs, no pleasantries, it was a completely similar yet completely different person. They seemed to be the same individual, but they had no relationship with her because of the lack of the irreplaceable time in between.

Grindelwald is an imprisoned falcon, anyone can see that. No matter which one. As long as you give him a chance, before he gets used to despair, he will spread his wings and fly high the moment he opens the cage door.

This may be why people fear him so much.

After that day, letters from Grindelwald came like snowflakes.

Dumbledore was surprised to find that this old man, who was full of bad words when facing him, still maintained such a trace of grace despite being tortured for such a long time.

"In anticipation of the greatest return." Beautiful English letters were written on the cover of the letter.

"Look?" Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh in his heart, "He even started using a calligraphy pen again."

Perhaps everyone needs a little hope in life. This is something he has not figured out for so many years, but now he suddenly has some clues about how to solve these old problems.

People thought he was selfless, able to tolerate the opposite of the people he once loved, and live for the so-called "justice."

But of course he has selfish motives, but this selfishness is difficult to pry into. In the past, no one could know or help him complete the obvious shortcomings in his not-so-dazzling life.

He really longed for a pair of woolen socks.

Dumbledore put aside the letter that had been opened by countless people, and used the rare free time to start wandering around the world.

Of course Grindelwald had already guessed this. As a serious war criminal and a landmine that could be detonated at any time, everything about him was controlled and monitored by others. Of course there must be his rare letter delivery.

During the years of correspondence with Dumbledore, the obscenity in them often led censors to believe that he had gone insane. During his long life in prison, he had to vent his boring and angry emotions on the great wizard who defeated him. People unfamiliar with him scoffed at this.

Years of abuse led people to believe that Grindelwald hated the man who shattered all his illusions. and has lost all sanity.

This letter frightened people. It's not just madmen who make people fearful. A person with great abilities wakes up from chaos and begins to plan other ways out. This way out may destroy the only way for others, which is frightening.

He revealed nothing in the letter, and it was full of compliments that made people admire his beautiful grammar. It comes with names of reference books and some incomprehensible to the layman, looking like random lines and unintelligible numbers. It makes the writer look like a knowledgeable professor who has met a student he thinks he loves.

Rather than a careerist who has failed.

Claudia opened the door, walked in, jumped up lively, and then squeezed in beside him.

It was a very new feeling, even though it had happened countless times before. It was like seeing a happy puppy of his own coming to greet him. Dumbledore had never been treated so warmly.

"Albus!" The honey stuffed a handful of bright yellow stuff into her sleeve.

"You can actually tell me." Dumbledore couldn't help laughing. He was glad that his eyes were not too dim to capture those bright colors. "You were the one who gave me this."

The sizzling honey candies were deeply loved by Miss Albert. She would always think of Dumbledore, the poor lonely old man, at these times, but she also liked to inadvertently reduce the number of candy jars that were originally full.

Claudia didn't feel any embarrassment at being caught: "I want to see if Professor McGonagall will be angry and confiscate all your candies."

Minerva and McGonagall, as the dean who was also born in Gryffindor, had a pretty good relationship with him. In other words, few people have a bad relationship with Dumbledore, but this dedicated and dedicated headmaster is always worried that their old headmaster will lose all his teeth from eating too much sugar.

Last time, she swept away all the cute, shiny cockroaches in Dumbledore's office.

"But she won't know that I still have such a bag at home." Dumbledore winked playfully.

The two laughed for a while, and the girl came closer again. Staring straight at him.

"What's the matter?" Dumbledore waited patiently for her reply. Most of the time, even international mail forwarded by the Ministry of Magic would be delivered to Clowney's residence via owl post. This didn't require her to make another trip herself - although that was pleasant.

If someone visits you.

"Well..." The girl pondered for a while, and the collapsed sofa made her body lean a little more, like a cat acting coquettishly. "Green actually told me a lot of things before."

"He cares about you," Clowney said.

"Maybe it's because we were once as close as brothers?"

"Then that makes sense." Clooney poked his index finger with his thumb, looking like he was having a hard time talking about what was going to happen next.

"This sounds ridiculous," Claudia said. "I always ask myself if I should tell you this when I suddenly realize how complicated it all is."

"But you said..." She looked at him with piercing eyes, "You were once as close as brothers?"

"We were once as close as brothers." Dumbledore said frankly, "Closer than brothers."

"But you never meet." She seemed to be complaining on behalf of others, "Or rather, you never meet."

"From a certain point on." Dumbledore answered her in a low voice, as if this matter really made him feel that he didn't know how to face it. "I don't know how to face him, Claudio. There is nothing to say between us. ."

"It's a shame, Albus, I would be very sad if it were me."

This is indeed the case. He was not thought to be upset.

"I think he hates me a little." The old man looked at her quietly, "Some things are a gap that cannot be crossed. No matter how beautiful it was, if the final ending is unsatisfactory, it can only become a regret. .”

"But when will it all end?" Clowney asked, "When will it be over?"

Dumbledore thought this question was very poignant.

"In people's perception?"

"Then as long as you don't want it, everything won't be over." The girl replied affirmatively, "So I decided to tell you."

"Though they are not the same person, Albus," said Clowney, "I don't know what happened, but before Grimm died... a lot happened."

"It seems that these things have something to do with me?"

"There are many."

"I'm not a fool," Crowney frowned playfully, "but people are always deceived by their age."

"It seems that you also deceived the famous 'revolutionary'?" Dumbledore, who was amused by her expression and wanted to laugh, turned his head involuntarily.

"What! How can you call it 'cheating'!" The girl pouted dissatisfiedly, "He thinks I am completely stupid in this regard."