The Good Life of Home Cook Grindelwald

After that brief conversation about going home, Dumbledore's spirits were not so high for a few days. They seemed to be the same as usual, but even Ariana asked softly when they were alone. What happened to Dumbledore and Gellert.

"It's nothing." Dumbledore thought for a while, then laughed softly, "It's just that, no matter how good a dream is, you always have to wake up."

Anna obediently leaned into her brother's arms, hugged him gently, and gave him a brother-sister comfort.Dumbledore also hugged her, comforting himself from the bottom of his heart, it's okay, just go home, it's not like we won't see him forever, I can go to him if he doesn't come, no matter how bad it is, I still have family.

After that, although Grindelwald did not mention any experiments for Anna, he still suggested that Anna face her fears, not be afraid of magic or others, and let her understand that she has the ability to protect herself, and even her brother them.

Since so much pain has been eaten, why not make it more valuable, and finally face a tragic death.

It seems that the dispute between the brothers a few days ago also stimulated her, making her dull and sad for a long time, but when Grindelwald came over one afternoon, he said to her while peeling an apple: "What do you have to feel guilty about? It’s your two older brothers who are idiots! You are the one who should live with righteousness! You are the victim! If you think they shouldn’t quarrel, tell them loudly: Those two idiots, stop arguing!”

Dumbledore looked up from the book amusedly: "Gellert, how could you teach her that?"

Grindelwald cut a small piece of the apple and handed it to Ariana, then cut another piece and asked her to pass it to Dumbledore, teasing her and said: "You tell your brother: Don't look at it, you nerd, look at your eyes again." broken!"

She giggled, handed the apple to Dumbledore, and said softly, "Brother, take a break, your eyes will be broken."

Dumbledore took the apple and looked at Grindelwald, biting the apple slowly, and looking at him proudly: My sister wouldn't treat me like this.

What's there to be proud of!Didn't I make you realize how important your sister is to you?Grindelwald ignored him, and used his wand to direct the knife to cut the apple into pieces like a bunny, and then let the rabbit floating in the air circle around Anna before falling into the plate.

Dumbledore looked at these small pieces of apples in surprise, which was really a trick to coax children: "When did you learn it?"

"My aunt has a lot of books like this, so I just read them. It's very simple." Grindelwald said slowly, with a faint sense of pride, "She has a home-cooked cookbook with more than 100 dishes on it, and I have learned all of them. It's twenty."

Dumbledore looked at him pretending to be indifferent despite his complacency, turned his head and ate the apple with a smile, but halfway through eating, he sighed from the bottom of his heart: Even if he learned a hundred dishes, he would not give it to me in the future .As he thought about it, he lowered his head, looked at the spell records in the book, and covered up his unconscious depression.

Grindelwald accompanied Anna to read the book for a while, then turned to see Dumbledore concentrating on the book, and thought a little dissatisfied: What's so good about the book, isn't it better for me and your sister?

He glanced at it and found it interesting. The book was called: "The Spell of Love".

"What's so interesting about this? Do you still need to boil a love potion?" Grindelwald said lazily, "I bet that since you are in the fifth grade, as long as there is a dance in school, there must be a bunch of girls who will take the initiative to invite you."

Only then did Dumbledore raise his head, and said with a smile: "That's really not that many, they all think I'm unpredictable, and even a little afraid of me."

"You didn't blow up the laboratory twice in three days like I did. What's so scary? You are so beautiful." Grindelwald leaned on the sofa and said.

He praised Dumbledore's appearance so bluntly that even Ariana raised her head and smiled at her brother, pursing her lips, obviously agreeing with Grindelwald's words.

"You're pretty too." Dumbledore said with a chuckle, because with a smile, his voice was low and soft, as if floating out of his throat, with an unconscious attraction, and he was praised Grindelwald doesn't even know if he's joking or really praising himself.

He was a little flustered, but he didn't know how to relieve his emotions, so he could only suddenly take the book lying on Dumbledore's lap: "Let me see what our bookworms are reading."

As soon as the book was in his hands, before Dumbledore could snatch it back, the page Dumbledore read just now rushed into his eyes. Grindelwald blinked, a little unbelievable, but after a closer look, it was indeed Yes: blood alliance.

He took a deep breath, almost wanting to throw the book back on Dumbledore, he took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress his face to look normal.Putting down the book, he gently said to Arianna: "Little lady, can I go and sit in your room for a while? I have to let your brother understand the importance of rest."

Arianna looked at him, then at her elder brother who also didn't look too well, and after getting the latter's permission, she quietly ran back to her room.

After making sure she wasn't peeping and eavesdropping, Grindelwald turned his head to look at Dumbledore. He didn't even know how stern his expression was, it was even stricter than the extremely conservative administrator in Hogwarts: "Blood alliance? Are you looking at this?" Kind of thing? Do you know that this thing looks simple when it is erected, but how much damage it hurts when it is destroyed?"

"Just looking at it, I'm not going to stand." Dumbledore leaned back, avoiding his anger, said lightly, and then asked, "How do you know that it hurts a lot to destroy it, and you set it up?"

I... Grindelwald didn't know how to answer for a moment, and his eyes wandered for a while.

Dumbledore couldn't help but widen his eyes, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.Maybe Gellert really set up something like this with someone because of the conflict when he was young, and it probably broke down now.After all Durmstrang, nothing can be experimented with.Of course, even if he has made a blood alliance with others before, he still has a chance. Even if they haven't made any further progress, and he can't even be sure of the mind of the person in front of him, he can't restrain the jealousy in his heart.

Seeing a slight anger on Dumbledore's face, Grindelwald felt inexplicably innocent for a moment.He felt that he wasn't angry at all, why was the other party angry.But even so, such Dumbledore still attracted all his attention.Whether it is smiling, sly, serious, or calm and wise, and even Dumbledore, who is slightly angry now, his breath beats involuntarily.

He looked at Dumbledore fascinated, and when he saw the other party's anger turn into surprise, he realized that he was unknowingly too close, so close that he could almost kiss him on the cheek.

He looked at those gentle eyes, and looked at the other party blinking their long eyelashes as if they didn't know what to do. The soft face was close in front of him, but he didn't dodge anything.It wasn't the first time in months that they'd drawn involuntarily toward each other, but each time it was interrupted by various events.

No one interrupted them this time!Grindelwald couldn't help closing his eyes, but without warning, he suddenly Apparated.

When he returned to the second floor of Bathilda's old house, he walked around the room twice, and slowly sat down on the chair, straight as a student who just started school and was about to face the most severe professor in his grade.He looked at the window, and after a while, he bent down collapsed.

Why did he run away again?At the critical moment, why couldn't he take a step forward and bear his own destiny?

Of course he knew why: because he dared not!

He was deeply afraid of this sudden fate. Once this best rose in England, this bright lake-blue jewel, was placed in his hands again, would he be able to guarantee the beauty of the other party.

He braced himself, managed to calm down, and suddenly remembered that he had not used his skull to make a prediction since he was reborn.Thinking of this, he regained his confidence and hurriedly dug out the skull.Touching the words on it, he didn't erase the words, like a commemoration, but also like a warning.He sucked in a breath through the hose and exhaled softly.

There was no scene in the smoke, it wasn't that there was no prediction, and it wasn't that there was something wrong with the skull. The moment he exhaled the smoke, he clearly felt that he had lost the ability to predict!Unlike many people who would try a few more times to make sure, he didn't try again.Gently setting the skull aside, he was neither dismayed nor surprised.The established facts do not need to be verified repeatedly, but his heart goes deep into the bottom of the sea.

During the process of rebirth, when he thought everything was fine, the god of death finally withdrew part of his abilities.He is holding his own skull. He has used it to confuse many people, and he has also used it to avoid many things. In this life, this weapon that it values ​​will become a decoration for him.

Grindelwald was so uncontrollable that his hands felt cold. When he was comforting Dumbledore and vowed to give him happiness, he thought that he could slowly make a plan and think about his future life. No, you can also make a prediction for the future of yourself or Dumbledore.Now that his last hole card is gone, his future will be blank and he can only explore by himself.

He once strongly believed that he could change the land and destroy the land. After being imprisoned in the tower, he only thought that fate was so unfair to him.Even if he was reborn in the first life, he also believed that because of the experience of the previous life, he could still play with fate in his hands.At this time, he suddenly discovered that the fate is so ups and downs, elusive, and even opened his weird mouth, waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.

Throwing the skull on the bed, he stood by the window again, looking at Dumbledore's house from here. How long can he protect this house that looks peaceful from the outside?He didn't feel angry, sad, just powerless and bewildered.He watched for a while, looked up into the sunlight, blinked in the harsh sunlight, and finally closed his eyes.

He stood for a while, feeling that the sun almost scorched his skin and hurt his muscles and bones, he sighed and opened his eyes.He has no time to lament about fate and the world, he can only do his best in this life.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that Dumbledore was standing downstairs, looking up at him.His eyes widened, too many emotions and questions flashed by, but he couldn't grasp them, but before he grasped these thoughts, he had already forgotten what a powerful wizard he was, and jumped directly through the window, mid-air Only then did he remember to use the levitation technique to stabilize himself and not fall in front of Dumbledore.

Standing in front of Dumbledore, he stretched out his hand, and before he could speak, Dumbledore naturally held his hand.

Those lake-blue eyes couldn't hide the turbulent emotions, but they were on the verge of falling. This smart young man who is best at hiding, now refuses to hide anymore.

Grindelwald's first words were actually: "How can you leave Anna at home alone?"

After he finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat, and he finally realized why he still wanted to escape after doing so much.He thought that Arianna was the biggest obstacle between them, and after reliving his life, he had always been extremely vigilant about this little girl.But in fact, he understood that even without Ariana, he had no certainty between him and Dumbledore.They have only been together for two months, the beginning of the bright spring, the end of the severe winter.They didn't get along in a real and ordinary way. He didn't even know what Dumbledore liked about him at that time, and he was not sure whether he could get all of his favor without great interests.

Dumbledore didn't think there was anything wrong with his question, he even replied with a wry smile: "What do you think?"

Holding the letter tightly and holding his hand, Grindelwald also felt the other party's tightening.His words filled his heart and swallowed them, and finally approached him: "Go back to your home first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for his words, and immediately took him back home, but they were not in the living room. Anna was still in her own room at this time, but they stopped In Dumbledore's room.

He is too familiar with this room, but this is the first time in his life.Dumbledore was still holding his hand, almost as if he was afraid he would run away.The sparkle in his eyes almost gave Grindelwald the illusion that he was willing to drown, but even so, he knew how shameful Dumbledore was when he came to him on his own initiative.He heard Dumbledore's breathing quicken unconsciously, and then asked him, "I just want to ask you something..."

Grindelwald stretched out his other hand, pressed his fingers up to his lips, and stopped his questioning.He knew what Dumbledore was going to ask, but how could he make Dumbledore ask such a thing?

He took the initiative to say: "Do you know that I was expelled because I ignored the lives of my classmates and wantonly experimented on them? Do you know that on the day Aberforth came home, I deliberately You didn't enter the house until your sister had an attack? Do you know that I approached you because you are the smartest wizard I have ever met. Knowing you and making friends with you will benefit me a lot no matter what I do in the future? Do you know..."

Dumbledore took his hand away, blinked his eyes, and seemed to be smiling, but the corners of his lips were trembling slightly: "Do you think I don't know? Do you think I don't know who you are? You think I don't know How dangerous are you?" He bit his lip subconsciously, his eyes seemed to be wet, "every word you say is a temptation, half-truth, Gellert, look at my sincerity Can you, don't torture me anymore."

Looking at those eyes that were no longer calm because of emotional uncertainty, Grindelwald almost laughed wildly at fate and death.No matter how much fate showed him malice, making him think that he could never get the treasures in this life, the treasures he shouldn't have, Dumbledore sent him to him without reservation.

He unconsciously whispered: "Merlin, who is torturing whom!" He got closer and closer, his voice became lower and lower, and in Dumbledore's rapid breathing, the last lingering sound disappeared in Dumbledore's voice. Between the lips.

As in his memory, as in his decades of dreams, soft and sweet.They exchanged a shallow kiss, and Grindelwald stepped back slightly, looking at Dumbledore's eyes still a little dazed, as if he didn't understand why the conversation ended in this way, but when he was wrapped around his waist, he didn't any retreat.Almost a hundred years of thirst was comforted at this moment.

Grindelwald also blinked, but his eyes sank. When the other party didn't react, he suddenly pressed him against the nearby wall.

Compared with the few shallow sucks just now, this time it was like a plunder. With the opponent unable to fight back, he directly attacked between the opponent's lips and teeth, provocatively, hooking his lips and tongue as if to hook him away soul.He is even more familiar with this body than the other party. During the exchange of kisses, he has already touched the other party's waist and back. He knows that under such a gentle touch, the other party will soften his muscles and bones, leaning against his arms, hooking neck, both shy and reluctant to let go.His little saint, even the lust is deeply hidden, hidden under the sly smile, hidden in the stable and gentle emotions, without deliberately leading, can't see the beauty in it at all.

Dumbledore, who hadn't learned how to kiss, quickly put his shoulders under his attack, slowly wrapped his arms around his neck, and gave away everything he had.

When they parted slightly panting, Dumbledore was still trembling a little, but he opened his lips slightly, looked at him, and the first thing he asked after recovering was: "You are so skilled."

Listening to his words, Grindelwald kissed him again, and Merlin knew how many times he had practiced in his dreams!He couldn't help but said, "God knows I wanted to do this the first time I saw you."

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, but he couldn't help but backed away a little and frowned and asked, "But blood alliance..." Although it's nothing to date some people, it's different when it comes to blood alliance, Dumbledore always feels that Still a little mind.

I can't kiss without explaining this matter. Why didn't he find out that Dumbledore was a small vinegar bottle before?Grindelwald said angrily: "I haven't made an oath with anyone else." But this couldn't explain his familiarity, he could only say with a sullen face, "But I've seen people use it."

This is not a lie, he has indeed never made a blood alliance with "others" other than the one in front of him, and he has indeed "seen" the process of the blood alliance from establishment to breaking.

At this point in the conversation, the passionate atmosphere just now slowly dissipated. Dumbledore leaned against the wall, his hands were still on his shoulders and neck, and his hands had already touched under the other party's shirt.The two of them backed away a little uncomfortably.

Seeing that Dumbledore was still leaning against the wall, his fingers unconsciously wrapped around the hem of the shirt he pulled out during the kiss, why did the two of them make this matter so innocent?Especially since I am clearly experienced!Grindelwald didn't know what to say.

Of course it's different, last time your purpose was no different from luring him to elope, but this time you want to have a serious relationship, the difference is naturally very big.Besides, Dumbledore came to find you, and of course he was embarrassed when things turned out like this!The voice from the bottom of my heart that I haven't seen for a long time jumped out to warn him smartly.

ok ok ok!you're right!Thinking about it, Grindelwald stretched out his hand to hold the hand that was still fiddling with the hem of his clothes, breaking the awkwardness between them, seeing that Dumbledore had to look up under such a touch.He just stared into those eyes and kissed Dumbledore's palm.His eyes locked on the other party, so that the other party had nowhere to escape, but his tone was casual: "In fact, it is not difficult to establish a blood alliance."

As he said, he hugged Dumbledore into his arms, opened his palm with his wand, bit his ear and said with a light smile, "Don't be afraid of the pain."

Dumbledore leaned back into his warm embrace, and before he could stop him, the pain from his palm being cut made him slap him into the arms of the caster behind him, but he was immediately clasped by the other party's bloody palm palm.He was about to turn around and say something when a wand was stuffed into his empty hand.He looked back at Grindelwald's eyes, the amber pupils showed tenderness, while the other silver pupils were coaxing, Grindelwald said softly, "Remember the oath spell I taught you last time?"

As if he had been cast with the Imperius Curse, he could only nod passively, holding the wand and casting a spell softly: "Devil's body protection."

The small circle of blue flames floated in front of them like a circus magic trick.Grindelwald temporarily let go of his hand, his bleeding hand passed through the flames indifferently, held him again, interlocked his fingers, and chanted a spell with his eyes down.As if knowing that this person would realize halfway and stop him, he clasped Dumbledore tightly around his waist, and wrapped Dumbledore in his arms, completing the oath this time in an awkward posture.

The cumbersome patterns use blood as a medium, grow out of thin air in the air, intertwine to form a vial, suck out their blood, protect the center with a magic spell, blue flames rise up, interweave with it, wrap this oath tightly, let Not only can they not hurt each other, but they also make those who pass through the flames swear loyalty.

Dumbledore didn't look at the bottle. After being let go, he turned around urgently and pointed his wand at Grindelwald's wrist, but was stopped.

Grindelwald was not in a hurry, still wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, reached out with the other hand to pick up the vial that was still floating in mid-air, stuffed it into his pocket, and then smiled with satisfaction from the corner of his lips: "Don't be too busy, just in case!" Curses can't break this spell in the end, because it has been absorbed by the blood alliance, and if you want to break it, you have to break the blood alliance, but my dear," he smiled maliciously, "don't forget I told you Even if you break it, it will hurt a lot, are you going to hurt me?"

Seeing that Dumbledore was almost out of breath, Grindelwald was both happy and nostalgic. Only Al was the cutest at this time. When he grew up, he became more and more calm and calm when he was in his 20s, and nothing happened anymore. If you can make him anxious and angry, he will only calm down, or express his anger directly with magic.

He thought, took back his wand, happily held Dumbledore's hand, first healed the scratch, and then gave himself a healing spell, then raised Dumbledore's chin and looked at his pale face , said softly: "Don't worry, my own spells, I have my own measure."

"You have no sense at all!" Dumbledore calmed down. From the sudden determination of his mind to being forced to form a blood alliance, he had too many emotional fluctuations in a short period of time, which made his thinking knotted, and now he is slowly straightening out .He couldn't help but said: "I now understand how you were expelled from your school!"

"Oh?" Grindelwald showed an interested expression, "Do you want to side with my professors now?"

Dumbledore looked at him, and saw that although he was a rogue, there was always a faint fear in his eyes caused by the uncertainty of their relationship. He didn't know what he had done, or what torture fate had caused Gellert, so that he Let him always want to escape involuntarily in this relationship.Or the blood alliance is not for his peace of mind, but for his peace of mind?He thought, shaking his head: "No, I don't want to stand on their side, I want to be selfish. If you are not fired, we may never meet."

How similar are they to the past?Grindelwald almost wanted to laugh, but his instinct made him eagerly put his arms around the other's waist when he heard this, and kissed him again.They wanted to stick to each other like this, and Dumbledore couldn't help but push him against the wall.Why do you let him take the lead every time?Obviously I am the older one!

He is still not proficient in kissing, and he wanted to take the initiative in time, but in the end he was forced to follow Grindelwald's guidance and indulge in the intimacy of love for the first time in his life.

When they were able to separate again, Grindelwald leaned against the wall, looked at the panting but a little smug expression of the other party, and couldn't help but whispered: "Did I tell you that your eyes are very similar to those in the morning?" Lake Garda."

Dumbledore blinked and smiled suddenly. He spoke with a hoarse voice: "I know now."

Your eyes are like Lake Garda in the morning,

foggy,

Concealing its beauty and mystery,

Only those who truly understand it,

to find the way to him,

but me,

Willing to drown in it.

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Shall I compare thee to Lake Garda