Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

The night fell like a thick layer of velvet, slowly covering the ancient tower of Hogwarts, shrouding the magic school in a mysterious darkness.

The stars began to twinkle in the sky, as if they were countless curious eyes, peeking at the secrets of the campus.

Phoenix, the student who is always full of confidence

At this moment, it was like an abandoned kitten, curled up in a corner of the principal's office.

There was a hint of confusion and puzzlement in his eyes; he didn't understand.

Why does the usually dignified and arrogant Grindelwald show such a completely different side in front of Headmaster Dumbledore?

In Phoenix's memory, Grindelwald always looked superior and unapproachable.

His words are always short and powerful, and his eyes are always sharp and deep.

However, today, while Headmaster Dumbledore was immersed in piles of documents and scrolls, Grindelwald seemed like a different person.

Not only did he bring fragrant tea, he also carefully rubbed the principal's shoulders, and even gently patted his back when the principal was tired.

This scene was undoubtedly shocking to Phoenix.

He couldn't help but think of his interactions with Astoria.

The interactions between them are always full of warmth and tacit understanding, and their care and consideration for each other are always so natural.

But this scene between Grindelwald and Dumbledore made him feel an indescribable sense of disharmony.

Phoenix's mind was full of questions:

"Where is Professor Grindelwald, who is always so high and mighty and out of touch with the world?"

He kept shouting in his heart, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

"Why is he showing such an almost flattering expression right now? This can't be real, I must be dreaming!"

But Phoenix knew he couldn't show these thoughts.

Otherwise he felt he would not see the sun tomorrow.

As the last rays of sunset disappeared below the horizon.

Soft lights came on in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, illuminating every corner of the room.

Headmaster Dumbledore looked even more kind and gentle under the light.

After a busy day, Grindelwald finally had a moment of leisure.

His eyes passed through the desk piled with books and documents and fell on Phoenix in the corner.

The eyes that were always full of enthusiasm and expectation just now became cold and sharp at this moment, as if they could see through every corner of Phoenix's heart.

"Have you thought about it?"

Grindelwald's voice broke the silence in the room, and his words carried a hint of unquestionable authority.

Phoenix's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. He knew that this was his chance to prove himself and also a severe test he faced.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nervousness.

"If you answer wrong again this time, you'll be prepared to spend the night here!"

There was a hint of threat in Grindelwald's words, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction and expectation towards Phoenix.

Phoenix couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"This attitude is so different from Headmaster Dumbledore's!"

He felt an indescribable helplessness.

But Phoenix took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more resolute.

"It's because Alison found out that I'm the White Phoenix."

There was a barely perceptible hint of nervousness in Phoenix's words.

But his eyes were unusually firm, as if telling Grindelwald that he had absolute confidence in his judgment.

Grindelwald's eyebrows rose slightly, a rare expression that showed that he was slightly satisfied with Phoenix's answer.

There was a hint of approval in his voice:

"She still has some brains."

Then, Grindelwald's eyes became sharper, and he continued to ask:

"and then?"

This question was like a sharp knife, pointing straight into Phoenix's heart, forcing him to face his possible negligence and mistakes.

Phoenix was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion and puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

He asked doubtfully:

"Then what?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice, as if he was seeking guidance from Grindelwald.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, and his heterochromatic pupils stared at Phoenix closely, as if trying to see through his soul.

There was a hint of reproach in his voice:

"Give me an explanation. I've been teaching you for so long, and yet you let others discover your biggest secret so easily."

"Don't say you're my disciple when you go out. I'm embarrassed!"