The Good Life of Home Cook Grindelwald

Can you?That's a really good question.Sacrifice aside, love itself is a gamble.Even if you make all the sacrifices, it is still possible that Lao Yan will end up in the end. Besides, Grindelwald has always believed that sacrificing for love is the last resort. For example, Harry Potter’s mother turned around when she could not protect herself. The moment she blocked her son, she didn't necessarily know that it would rebound Voldemort's power, she just had instinct, even if her son's death was delayed by a minute, it would be good.

And what if there is strength, ability, and love without sacrificing yourself?Who would choose to sacrifice?

As for his final choice, Grindelwald just felt that there was nothing wrong with facing death calmly, and he couldn’t avoid it anyway. He thought that Voldemort would find a way to find the Elder Wand in the end, but that’s okay, at least not from him That's it.He did everything he could, and if this was a sacrifice, he would really laugh at Death's definition of sacrifice.He didn't think that the new Lord of England would let him go, no matter whether he talked about the Elder Wand or not.Is it possible to let yourself go and join forces with black and black?

He did still want Dumbledore, but he didn't know if that counted as love.In his whole life, facing the prosperity of the world and the high walls of imprisonment, he has never understood this word. So Dumbledore really understood this word when he talked about love in a dignified manner every day?

Credence wants to find the past and mother, Newt's sympathy for everyone and animals, Queenie wants to marry Jacob, Snape's life is alone, McGonagall gave up her Muggle first love, Merope Using a love potion to marry old Riddle, Bellatrix's willingness to Voldemort, and him and Dumbledore, which one is not love?Which is the right great love?

He turned away, looked no further, returned to the chair, waved his wand, and the chair looked exactly the same again.There was no anger, no entanglement, no confusion on his face, he just walked on calmly, he remembered that he hadn't finished a piece of material that Bathilda asked him to help sort out and copied today.

He avoided Dumbledore as much as possible, but couldn't help watching Dumbledore's daily activities from the height of the room Bathilda gave him.Within two days, Dumbledore saw him in the window on the road.

Really bad!I'm old, can I do something serious!Grindelwald couldn't help but retracted his head from the window room, and then gave himself a spit: What are you afraid of!What are you hiding!He thought for a while, then stretched out his head again, only to see Dumbledore walking home quickly.He looked at each other's house with a little disappointment.

But soon, an owl flew out of Dumbledore's house and flew straight at him, delivering him a note: "Gellert: Would you like a cup of tea? Albus"

It was almost exactly the same as before, sometimes because of disputes or laziness, he didn't go to Dumbledore's house, and the other party couldn't wait for him, so they would write him a note: Do you want to have a cup of tea?

Grindelwald held this note, and the fire in his heart made him thirsty. Before making a rational decision, he had already apparated to the door of Dumbledore's house. The other party was standing in front of the door, and he didn't know what he was looking at. , seeing him, bent his eyes happily: "Gellert."

He was still holding the note in his hand. When he saw Dumbledore, he could only put a blank face, walked up to the other party, and said dryly, "I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you? How is your sister?"

Dumbledore let the door open, and said softly, "I think you're right. It's no wonder that Aberforth calmed her down. In fact, she always knew who loved her more. I'm not a good brother."

Grindelwald turned around: "You have tried your best. Besides, everyone has their own aspirations and expertise. Aberforth may be better at taking care of children himself."

After hearing what he said, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then chuckled: "That's really possible, I think maybe he will get married very early, and then have one, or many children who are well taken care of."

Thinking about Aberforth's life that might be completely different from before, Grindelwald said with difficulty: "You will too. There will be many children you like."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, the figure making tea paused, and turned to look at him. Then, his long eyelashes drooped down to cover his eyes, so that Grindelwald could not guess what he was thinking.He turned around and continued to finish the tea, and said briskly: "Then I really don't know whether I should look forward to it or not."

After he finished speaking, he brought over the tea, sat across from Grindelwald, and said softly, "You never seem to ask why Anna became a silent person?"

Grindelwald stared at his fingertips: "I think, if you want to talk, you will tell me."

Dumbledore leaned on the armrest, seemed to be rarely relaxed, and whispered to himself, "It's strange, when I saw you, I felt that I could tell you anything." He paused, and before Grindelwald could react, he said calmly, "Anna was not like this until she was six years old."

Of course Grindelwald has heard this story, and it is precisely because of this that he magnifies the hatred in Dumbledore's heart and asks him to help him make a plan for how to deal with Muggles. , Dumbledore would agree.

Did Dumbledore really hate Muggles?of course not!In his last life, Grindelwald knew what he was pushing for in his regretful life, and he spent the rest of his life pushing for the laws of secrecy and Muggle protection.

So what is Dumbledore hating at this time?Didn't Grindelwald know that before?

he knows!Of course he knew, but he ignored him, because as long as Dumbledore's point of view was diverted, it would be possible for this clever wizard to stand on his side.

He knew that what Dumbledore hated was the sinisterness of the human heart, ignorance, ignorance and cowardice born of fear, and the resulting bluff and bullying.His six-year-old sister was bullied by three older Muggle boys, and people's ignorance of their family tragedy pointed behind him. Even if he got the best, his family was a weakness that could make him lose in an instant.

There were only a few people who stood by him and gave him real comfort, and said to him; it's none of your business, it's not your fault.Either Dorji, or Grindelwald from the previous life.It's just that the little dog is sincere, and he himself is using it.

He looked at Dumbledore's slightly lowered face, and his mind was suddenly distracted. Of course he knew how powerful Dumbledore was, but when he lowered his face slightly, the sadness gave him a different kind of tenderness and Vulnerability will always arouse people's desire to explore his inner space, and even forgive his mistakes.

"Albus, even if it's not a Muggle, if you can't protect yourself, those purebloods will bully Ariana when she enters the school." Grindelwald said slowly, "This has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with Muggles." It doesn't matter, it's just that some people always send the things they fear to hell, no matter whether it has something to do with him, whether it is correct, or whether it is reasonable. Enjoying the chaos caused by mistakes, he is complacent about the chaos he is familiar with, thinking that he has maintained stability. Muggles, because they have no power, prefer to do such stupid things."

Dumbledore was surprised by his words again, and for a moment he chuckled, even fascinated: "Why do you always say such things even though you are younger than me?"

Because he knows too well that his Nurmengard controls such a group of people!He knows how to bring these people together, use them, and expand his territory for his own power. The important thing is that he has lived for more than 100 years, so he has rich experience.

Obviously over 100 years old, why can Dumbledore still feel as sweet as a clear spring poured into his heart when Dumbledore's eyes light up because of his words? Shouldn't the 100-year-old man be calm, just like he was when he faced his final death?

He was a little annoyed, but also a little proud.Even if he did it again, he would still catch Dumbledore's eye.He thought, looked up at Dumbledore, only to find that Dumbledore was also looking at him with his head tilted.The four eyes met, Dumbledore turned his eyes slightly, and he didn't start, thinking of saying something to interrupt the current ambiguous atmosphere.Unexpectedly, he asked: "If given the chance, Albus, how would you change the current situation?"

Now such a situation where wizards leave Muggles completely, and Muggles and wizards hate each other.It is impossible for people to understand each other, not even Muggles to Muggles, wizards to wizards.Those who are patient and bring tolerance and understanding to everyone are, after all, a minority.

"We don't lack cowardice, we don't lack ambition, we don't lack self-defense, and we don't lack the ability to attack. Neither a full-scale retreat nor a full-scale attack can solve the problem." Dumbledore frowned, "We lack What is more important is a rational counterattack and correct tolerance?"

His hesitant words made Grindelwald nod secretly. This moral vanguard, this is the strategy used by the future principal Dumbledore. Tolerance and love are not indiscriminate, and evading without retaliation is not real protection. Everything in life is a tool, just like magic, and the choice makes the person who uses it into the future.

They were still talking, but the sound of footsteps made them all turn their heads. Arianna leaned against the door, not knowing whether to come in or go back.Seeing Dumbledore's helpless appearance, Grindelwald chuckled suddenly, waved his wand, the tea in the teapot floated out, formed a goblin in the air, flew to Ariana and danced in circles, and then flew back to In front of the table, a teacup jumped up, floated in the air to catch the tea, it became hot instantly, and then fell steadily onto the seat in front of the single sofa.

He leaned on the sofa and gave Arianna a casual smile: "Little lady, why don't you come have a cup of tea together?"

Arianna, who was obviously amused by his little game, looked at her elder brother, saw him also showing encouraging and inviting eyes, and walked quietly to the sofa.

"If I were you, I'd put a protection spell and a confusion spell on the family, let her wanton damage when she had an attack, and tell her this is what she should do." Grindelwald saw her being so careful in her own home, boredly Twirling a half-empty teacup suggests.

Dumbledore became serious: "It's too dangerous for Anna."

"It's too dangerous for you to always suppress her." Grindelwald interrupted him, "She has the right to vent, you should let her understand that it is not her fault that she knows magic, and it has nothing to do with her parents' death. Cry if you want to cry, vent if you want to vent, instead of holding back. Hate has nothing to do, people have the right to hate if they love, learn from these to face the unsatisfactory things in life."

This is how he understood the secret of Credence's survival, not only because of his strong natural mana, but more importantly, proper venting allowed him to calm down the anger in his heart, although it also caused a lot of danger and death, of course Green Devo felt that those idiots deserved to die, and the important thing was that he slowly learned to control their power, thus returning to the path of mastering magic.

If that Dumbledore can do it, there's no reason why this little Dumbledore girl can't.

"I can't let Ariana take risks." Dumbledore's face turned pale.

"It is very difficult for a silent person to live to be ten years old. Your mother has used all her strength to stabilize Anna, but her life is still in danger at any time. If you can't guide her magic for a long time, silent will eat up her vitality, and Any outbreak of magical power will cause her to suddenly exhaust all her strength and die. Even if she is alive now, strictly speaking, it is just a pain." Grindelwald looked at the little girl with her head down, and he knew that the child was Listen, just don't talk.

"Or, you'd better discuss it with your brother. After all, you may not be her favorite brother." Seeing that Dumbledore was silent, he couldn't help but suggest evil-heartedly.

"Pain, Anna also wants to be alive." Arianna, who rarely spoke, suddenly said softly, "I want to see flowers and goats with Aberforth."

This short passage silenced them all. Dumbledore smiled and reached out to his sister. The little girl leaned over obediently and let her elder brother hold her in her arms.

Looking at the opposite Dumbledore holding his sister in his arms, with his chin on her shoulder, kissing her hair lightly, closing his eyes, hiding the wetness that was about to overflow, but he couldn't hide the sudden pain , Grindelwald stopped talking, he propped his chin and looked out the window.

The longing for happiness, even if that happiness is only for a moment, makes human beings endure the torment and pain of a lifetime, and produces great vitality.

You can't see, Gellert, you can't see the beauty of such vitality, and even if you did, you would see it as boring, not understanding, not understanding.You only like strong power, but you can't understand that such weakness is also a part of strength, and it is more worthy of admiration and awe.Human beings survive not by powerful outbreaks, but by such relentless smallness.

Before the decisive battle in 1945, Dumbledore's soft sigh seemed to be still yesterday.

Then Dumbledore, you have endured so many years of pain, family members died, lovers turned against each other, friends were killed, students sacrificed, where is your happiness?

It has the power to shake Europe, but Grindelwald doesn't know how to let Dumbledore have a happy life.