Dumbledore's body suddenly relaxed, and his originally tense figure seemed to have let out a breath of air that had been hanging on his chest.

He guessed correctly.

The future that Gellert saw was their original future, a foreseeable future.

So, he could see that Tom brought pain to the wizards.

And in Agas' world, the stories that are known are the world that Gellert can see.

But there was no Agas there.

But here, there is Agas.

and so.

He seemed to know why this man was so proud and willing to imprison himself in Nurmengard.

Willing to walk out of the place that trapped him and himself.

He never believed that this person would protect Agas just because he was their blood.

Just because he is Gellert Grindelwald.

So, it's all because of me?

Dumbledore lowered his eyelids to hide the complex emotions in his eyes.

He had no way of finding any other answer.

"Albus, we are old."

"Albus, don't you see clearly that your previous intervention has only made the situation worse?"

"Albus, don't let the so-called prophecy and fate trap you anymore."

The words Grindelwald had said these days suddenly echoed in his mind.

That's why he said that no one is allowed to hurt Agas.

He would not interfere with Agas's growth either.

Because, was Agas just a tool he used to rebel against fate?

As long as Agas doesn't follow the trajectory of fate, then he can deviate from the so-called prophecy, right?

"Cough cough cough." A soft cough came from the sofa.

Grindelwald tried hard to suppress the itchiness rising in his chest and smiled at the two people who were looking at him.

He pretended nothing had happened, picked up the cup in front of him, brought it to his lips and took a sip.

"Agas, you go back first." Dumbledore spoke softly in a hoarse voice.

Agarth paused as he was walking towards Grindelwald, but ignored him and walked towards Grindelwald.

"Let's go back first." Grindelwald took a few sips of water to moisten his throat, and spoke to Agas.

Agaston lives.

"Don't quarrel." Agas looked at Dumbledore's unhappy expression, hesitated for a moment, and spoke.

He was really afraid that the two would quarrel because his surname was exposed.

But, what a strange question Albus asked.

He knew clearly that he couldn't tell the answer, but he still asked.

After Agarth left, Dumbledore stood up and sat next to Grindelwald.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Because I am dead."

"is it?"

So, he took great pains to find a breakthrough in the prophecy of destiny, hoping that through this breakthrough of Agas, he could save himself?

Grindelwald's brows relaxed.

He smiled and said nothing.

Dumbledore looked at the white hair on his temples and smiled.

"Gail, maybe you're right."

"We are all old and shouldn't live in the past."

"I was indeed wrong."

*

"Agas." A clear female voice sounded behind Agas.

Agas stopped and looked back at the female class leader Yin Lusi who was walking towards him.

"Miss Rozier."

"You can call me Yin Lusi." Yin Lusi walked to Agas' side.

"Do you need a female companion for the party on Friday night?"

Agas shook his head.

"unnecessary."

Yin Lusi was stunned for a moment.

“But this is a party.”

"Is it necessary to have a female companion to a party?" Agas shrugged his shoulders and quickened his pace.

He really didn't like communicating with this group of people with a hundred minds.

Time flies and it is Friday night.

Agas adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror.

"Knock knock!" There was a gentle knock on the door.

Agas looked at Kaka who was standing next to him.

Kaka walked forward and opened the door.

"My young master, it's Mr. Oakles."

"Leave?" Leino didn't come in.

Just standing at the door and asking Agas.

These days, Agas has to get used to this person following him.

"Did they invite you too?"

Agas smoothed his hair and walked out.

"......" Leino followed behind him without saying anything.

Agas did not expect a response from him.

This person has a strange problem. When he speaks, he makes people angry to death. When he doesn't speak, he chokes people to death.

So, Agas didn't expect his answer.

Agarth came to the fireplace in the Slytherin common room and touched the wall lamp.

Suddenly, a door appeared on the wall next to the wall lamp.

After the door is opened, there is another room inside the wall.

The decoration inside the room was extremely luxurious. Many meals were placed in the spacious hall. The people who were communicating in the hall looked at the two people together after the door opened.

"Mr. Grindelwald." Parkinson smiled and walked towards Agarth first.

He picked up a glass of wine from the buffet table nearby and handed it to Agas.

"I am." Agas took the glass of wine.

“This is a belated welcome party, I guess.”

Parkinson raised his glass and raised his voice to attract everyone's attention.

"We sincerely welcome Mr. Grindelwald."

Agas looked at the group of people in front of him with hypocritical smiles on their faces, raising their glasses to welcome him.

He suddenly laughed.

From chuckles at the beginning to loud laughter later.

"Will you welcome me? Or Grindelwald?"

"I think you guys haven't been doing well lately."

"I didn't want to come to this party." Agas put the wine glass in the hand of Lineno behind him.

He walked slowly among the crowd.

"Grindelwald has no shortage of friends."

"But lacking, loyal friends."

"What I hate most is people who stab me in the back." Agas said this and suddenly stopped behind Parkinson.

"Is that so? Prefect Parkinson."

He ignored Parkinson's sudden gloomy expression.

"Maybe you don't care about what I say now. Why don't we wait for a day or two?"

"Maybe you will face me with a happier attitude?"

Agas saw that some of the people in this group had extremely bad complexions, while some of the Slytherins had a look of watching a show on their faces.

In fact, after entering Slytherin, not everyone targeted Agas.

It was just that some pure-blood families who hated Dumbledore extremely were very active.

Agas's eyes flickered between Parkinson and Flint.

During this period, although I didn’t communicate much with Wenda.

But you know what you should know.

A few days ago, the reason why the talks between the pure-blood families broke down was that the families of these two people wanted to unite with other pure-bloods to deal with them.

But other purebloods are not stupid.

So, the talks fell through.

Then, let’s start with the families of these two people.

Agas thought of what Gellert had said to him, and a gloom flashed in his eyes. He always felt that Gellert was hiding something from him.

He picked up the wine glass, raised it to the crowd, drank it all, then turned and left with a smile.

"Agas, you have to learn to protect yourself."

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