Although the anger on Grindelwald's face had diminished, there was still a hint of displeasure.

His eyes were fixed on Phoenix, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

There was clear anger in his voice, but more of it was disappointment and blame.

"anything else?"

He demanded, his tone revealing his dissatisfaction with Phoenix.

Grindelwald has experienced countless challenges and difficulties, and he has always been able to remain calm and composed.

But this time, Phoenix's behavior really made him angry.

He looked at Phoenix, his heart filled with helplessness.

He had never seen a wizard like Phoenix, who seemed to lose himself completely when immersed in love.

All his attention was focused on his girlfriend, oblivious to any potential dangers around him.

And the most important thing is that Phoenix is ​​Grindelwald’s disciple!

Grindelwald recalled the time Alison discovered that Phoenix was the White Phoenix.

He was at the scene and witnessed Phoenix's negligence firsthand.

He almost couldn't help but rush out, grab Phoenix's ears and give him a good scolding.

However, just as he was about to act, Headmaster Dumbledore appeared in time and stopped him.

Dumbledore's calmness and wisdom allowed Grindelwald to temporarily suppress his anger and avoid a possible tragedy.

Otherwise, this book will really be over!

Phoenix squatted in the corner with a frown on his face. He tried hard to recall everything that happened today, trying to find out why Grindelwald was angry.

He knew that he had to take the issue seriously or face more serious consequences.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had found the answer. He slapped his thigh excitedly, with a confident smile on his face.

"I know!"

He said loudly, his voice full of pride.

Grindelwald turned his head and looked at Phoenix sharply, waiting for his explanation.

However, Phoenix's next words almost made him lose control of his wand.

"Teacher, is it because you have never been confessed to by a girl before, so you envy me?"

Phoenix said in a teasing tone, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He took it for granted that Grindelwald was so old.

I am still single. It must be because I didn’t look that good when I was young, so I couldn’t find a girlfriend.

He even imagined what Grindelwald looked like when he was young. He must have been an inconspicuous little wizard and no girl would be interested in him.

Phoenix continued to analyze on his own:

"So it must be that Alison wrote me a letter today, and you, teacher, mistook it for a love letter."

"Then this old bachelor becomes unbalanced."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his reasoning was correct, so he comforted Grindelwald:

"It's okay, teacher. You can't force your wife to do this."

"As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. We have to take it slow. If it doesn't work, I'll go and give it to you..."

"what!"

Before Phoenix could finish his words, he felt his other ear being tightly grasped by a strong hand.

He turned his head and saw Headmaster Dumbledore's wrinkled old face almost right in front of him.

The distance was so close that he could almost count every wrinkle on the principal's face.

Headmaster Dumbledore had a seemingly gentle smile on his face, but his sharp blue eyes revealed an unquestionable seriousness.

Although his voice sounded gentle, every word he said was like a hammer hitting Phoenix's heart.

"Phoenix, what are you going to do?"

Headmaster Dumbledore asked with a smile, but the severity hidden behind that smile made Phoenix feel a chill.

Phoenix's instinct told him that he had to stop talking about this topic immediately, otherwise he might not be able to see Astoria alive.

He felt his heartbeat quicken and cold sweat began to form on his forehead.

So he quickly shook his head and said in the most sincere tone possible:

"I didn't prepare anything. I was sleepwalking just now. I don't know anything!"

There was a tremor in his voice, and he was obviously trying to hide his panic.

At this moment, Phoenix felt like he was being beaten by a mixed couple of men and women.

He felt like a child being scolded by two strict elders at the same time, with nowhere to escape.

When Grindelwald saw Phoenix's look, he couldn't help but smile on his angry face, but that smile was fleeting.

Headmaster Dumbledore's face suddenly became serious, and his voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

His words were concise and direct, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Go sit still and think clearly before you speak. Otherwise, hmph!"

He warned, the threatening tone sending chills down Phoenix's spine.

Grindelwald was also there. He didn't say anything, but his actions were more powerful than any words.

He stretched out his hand and showed his fist, which was covered with traces of time and calluses from battle.

Phoenix looked at the fist and couldn't help swallowing.

He knew that this was not Astoria's little loving fist, this was a real fist that could cause pain.

Phoenix didn't dare to disobey. He walked to the corner and squatted down.

His body was slightly curled up, like a bullied quail, looking helpless and pitiful.

Fawkes, the Hogwarts Phoenix, was also there.

It turned its head away, unwilling to look at the Phoenix. As Phoenix.

It is very sensitive to the phoenix aura on Phoenix and can feel his breath.

But because of this, it felt a sense of shame, as if Phoenix's behavior brought shame to the entire Phoenix clan.

Phoenix squatted in the corner, his heart filled with helplessness and confusion. He thought silently:

"Why don't you just say what's going on? I hate Riddler!"

He felt like he was involved in a game without rules, where every step was full of uncertainty and risk.

His heart was filled with resentment towards Grindelwald and Headmaster Dumbledore.

He didn't understand why they couldn't just tell him the problem directly, but instead treated him in such a cryptic and testing way.

He felt like he was under a microscope, with every little movement and expression being magnified and scrutinized.

Phoenix didn't dare show any dissatisfaction on his face.

He knew that any sign of discontent could make his situation worse.

He had to remain calm and submissive, at least on the surface.

He recalled what Headmaster Dumbledore had done just now, and was surprised by the power of it.

He had never seen Headmaster Dumbledore lose his composure like this, and his power and serious attitude made him realize that this matter might be much more serious than he thought.

"This is the first time he has seen Headmaster Dumbledore lose his composure like this!"

Phoenix pondered in his heart, and he began to doubt whether he had really done something serious wrong.

So much so that even the usually gentle Headmaster Dumbledore became so strict.

But then an absurd idea came into Phoenix's mind:

"No way, is there really something going on between Headmaster Dumbledore and the old man!?"

As soon as this thought came to him, he felt it was a little absurd, but he could not completely rule out this possibility.

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