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Gellert knew that he had a doom for which he was destined to die, and then he met Albus Dumbledore, but he didn't do it in the end.

It may be ridiculous to say that he was born with the ability to predict, but he is the least believer in fate.But when he saw those eyes that were like a mirror lake like a blue sea, he faintly felt hopeful, if that was the case, it would not be too bad.

He didn't know death when he was a teenager, and he still had too much time to squander when he was a teenager, and he could gamble a lot, bet on the most brilliant streamer under the setting sun, bet on a look, bet on absurdity.

Then he was impulsive, or it was just his nature, and he made a big mistake.Wrong, scared, and ran away, leaving the ray of setting sun to suffer alone, and finally made a bigger mistake.

Afterwards, he became famous as a teenager, but he was also displaced. For a while, he could only stay away from Europe and hide in the United States.

He saw it again, and he was about to meet a... child who was destined to die for him.As proud as Gellert Grindelwald, how could he approve the illusory prophecy word by word?What's more, to be as powerful as the Dark Lord, you only need stronger power, more sensible and obedient subordinates, and more loyal "friends".

Merlin, the Dark Lord doesn't need "salvation".

Even in the heavily guarded Magic Congress of America, Gellert Grindelwald is still the most free.He can look through the files and records he wants to see in front of the Auror in a grandiose manner.Occasionally, he caught a glimpse of a familiar name, or from his proud but empty-headed classmates, or perhaps a maverick subordinate.

"There are no silent people in America." He heard the woman standing as the president of the Magical Congress of America say so.

A story with a magnificent opening that even made him admire a little quickly flashed in his mind, but the ending was too sloppy.That idiotic and somewhat talented idiot actually wasted so many silent people for so-called research!Whenever Grindelwald looked at the experimental records seized from that idiot, he couldn't help feeling sorry for them. They should have become the backbone of liberating wizards and promoting the progress and rise of the wizarding world.

Fortunately, long before he set foot on the American continent, he saw that thin and small figure in a thick fog: messy long hair, sunken cheeks... powerful.In this barren colony he will find his silence, a little girl not yet ten years old.

It's a pity that no matter how sophisticated the plan is, the implementation is not satisfactory. A magic creature smuggler and a reckless little girl ruined the power at his fingertips.but……

Now, it doesn't matter.

Gellert's eyes lit up when he looked down at the destroyed cabin and watched a scrawny child slowly climb up with a powerful and violent force, revealing a sunken and sallow face.

For a moment, all the voices seemed to be cut off by a big hand stretched out from the void.The originally peaceful bay was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a tyrannical force rushed into the sky, shuttled through the clouds with the deafening roar of countless resentful spirits, grasped the last trace of pure white in the sky, and finally locked the place under heavy pressure. All the light in the world.

The piercing cold wind, like a beast that has finally broken free for thousands of years, pounces on everyone, penetrates the skin, penetrates into the cracks in the bones, and licks the most fragile internal organs, even the heart.They couldn't get angry, and they didn't even allow to beg for mercy. They could only pray to Merlin and heaven that all this would end immediately, so that they fell into a state of insanity for a while, and began to long to hide under the wings of death.

Gellert struggled to open his eyes, but just bumped into a phantom of a skeleton with only two eyes left, and the silver-white eyes turned to him mechanically.

Gellert's heart trembled, he vaguely felt that the shadow seemed to be a living person, and even had his own thoughts, and he even glanced at him.

But in an instant, the shadow involuntarily withdrew its gaze, turned around and floated towards the child along the invisible vortex of power.

Gellert has never looked at Momoran at such a close distance, and vaguely feels that it seems to be slightly different from Credence's Momoran. Suddenly, a phantom of a skeleton floats in front of his eyes. The skeleton is small and dry. Human beings are probably only three or four years old, with silver-white eyes that are dull that can be seen with the naked eye.

Gellert forced himself to raise his head, but he saw countless phantoms of bones with silvery-white eyes converging around the child like a river, guarding the stumbling children among them, and in the middle of this substantial armor, it suddenly split open. After opening a crack, the child raised his head and stretched out his small hand like a dead branch to him.

Everything in the world seems to be packed into the plain and boring black-and-white photos, only the child's silver-white long hair and a pair of blue eyes are favored by the world, tenaciously retaining the original color of life.

Gellert reached out and took the small, claw-like hand into his palm.He felt the gaze clearly and deeply again, all the phantoms hovering around the child stared at him with their silver eyes, and in an instant, they exploded one by one, dissipating into smoke, falling slowly, and followed by negligence. A gust of wind came, floated to the middle of the sky, turned into dots of golden light, and fell on the top of the child's head.

If the child felt something, he raised his head, and saw the first ray of sunshine breaking through the cloud, and was immediately stunned.

Gellert lightened his whole body and stood still slightly.He dared to swear by his magic wand, if he dared to hesitate a moment ago, at this moment he would already be a new ghost under Mo Ran's hands.

But he's not afraid, he's Gellert Grindelwald.

But he was still in a trance.

Through the most powerful silence he has ever seen so far, and through the countless piles of burnt corpses, he actually saw the azure blue that he hadn't seen in the United States for a long time, as indistinct as a sea of ​​stars, deep and dazzling.

He was so similar to that person, but reminded Gellert all the time that it wasn't him.

Although it is a poor fake, it is still useful after all, after all, it is such a powerful obscurant.

"I need you." Gellert said in a trembling voice, he had already passed the age of spurning his own lies, and instead was complacent about being handsome, tall and suave at the moment.

Although this silent person is extremely powerful, the silent person cannot use magic after all. If something happens in the future, he can justifiably solve all troubles and avoid all possible public opinion problems without a reason.It's a pity that he still lacks plans in Germany, and it is not the best policy to rush back to Germany with an unstable, weird and silent person.

Gellert Grindelwald decides to send the Obscure to an English orphanage in a few days by picking one or two faithful and wise saints.He felt the same breath as Credence the Obscure in this Obscure, and he believed that the Obscure would survive.

And in just a few days, he luckily found another Obscure on a rainy night.It's a pity that the new silent person is much weaker. He is seven or eight years old, his eyes are numb, and he reacts violently to any touch, and almost explodes into a ball of fireworks in front of him.

And the fireworks are definitely not very good-looking, Gellert slandered maliciously.

But he will never forget what happened at that time.

He was wandering aimlessly on the streets of New York alone with an umbrella, the rain was pouring, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.But he knows that there are countless eyes watching him nearby, and he likes to show off the privilege of coercing others with power and strength, especially in front of the little girl who got in his way. pity.

Then he turned a corner and walked into an alley where no one was prying, or because the revolutionary situation was so good, he had time to be distracted and remembered the silent man named Credence.

Just like that, the child broke into his sight rashly, staggered around, bent his body, kept his head down, and almost ran into his arms.The child's hair rubbed against his sleeve, and the world suddenly changed.The child was surrounded by familiar black shadows, looming, and the shadow behind him was pulled by an invisible force into a huge and hideous ghost face. A pair of silver-white eyes glowed with a dangerous red light, and black eyes gushed out of the sunken eye sockets. As soon as the air comes into contact with the air, it turns into ashes and rises to the sky.

Could it be?Gellert frowned. He hated uncontrolled accidents.

The child raised his hand, pointing at Gellert.But the silver eyes passed him, and he didn't know where to look.

Gellert's heart trembled slightly, and he turned sideways, the surging force had already separated from the child's fragile body and dug a big hole through the middle of the small building beside him.

Xu Shi heard the movement, and the child walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and groped for something carefully.

blind?Gellert snorted coldly: Sure enough, it's useless.

The child's eyes suddenly turned bright white, and his body turned into a ball and rushed towards him silently.

Gellert struck with a sharp whip-shaped magic, and the lightning was instantly drowned in the black mist.The black mist let out a stern roar, doubled in size in an instant, and squeezed Gellert into a dead corner.

The situation is unknown and the terrain is unfavorable. It is best to move to other places for the time being.But when Gellert tried to leave, he found that he couldn't Apparate here: Damn it!

Suddenly there was a rustling sound next to my ear, as if I was stepping on fallen leaves all over the ground. When I raised my head, I should be able to see a head of beautiful red hair... The sound quickly approached, hitting the ever-expanding silence , actually made the sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

A ball of red light burst out silently, then contracted and twisted violently, and finally fell straight upright on the icy ground in a human form, ending his short and sad life.

ice?Gellert's eyes widened.

The child whom he casually named came up to him, holding a shadow like quicksand in his palm, and said with a smile, "Look, how beautiful he is."

Several saints caught up and clasped the child's shoulders, for fear that the child's muddy clothes would stain Gellert's coat, or make any overstepping.

The child stood still obediently, and amidst the suppressed exclamation behind him, he put the black shadow into his chest, lowered his head and murmured in a low voice: "Thank you for liking me."

"You absorbed his silence, you felt the strength of that child." Thanks to Merlin, he finally remembered the stupid name, "Ulysses."

"Yes, sir." Ulysses raised a bright smile, and his delicate silver hair was like moonlight, "The ice on the ground really helped me, I can run fast on it! Ulysses is too weak , so need their strength, in order to leave the dark cabin, in order to travel with Mister."

Gellert looked at the saints who were ordered to guard the Obscure. Their bodies were in a mess, with more or less bruises and abrasions on their faces. Thinking about how many times they slipped and fell along the way, compared to Ulysses was not much better, and the inexplicably frozen rain was obviously not their fault.The Dark Lord smiled softly: "You are right, Ulysses."

Perhaps, he needs to do one more thing.Gellert took a step forward, but his feet staggered, which made him give up the idea of ​​playing the role of a close friend and groping his head.Looking down, the left ankle was being wrapped in ice.He stomped his right foot indiscriminately, and the ice winding along the way shattered.

The child's eyes reflected the icicles that had become more beautiful due to the shattering, and his face flushed red with excitement, and he nodded vigorously.

The expressions of the saints behind him changed several times before they finally bowed their heads and remained silent.

"We all need power." The Dark Lord looked at the pendant of the Three Hallows that Ulysses was clutching in his palm, which was reflecting the bronze light.

The Dark Lord doesn't need redemption, just power.

A silent person who can use magic, even he has to sigh that the miracle of magic is so great and amazing.

As a great scholar with a wide range of knowledge—although Gellert never thought this was what fits his image—Gellert had more than once thought about delving into how this wonderful coexistence in a child Sustained, but he eventually gave up.He told himself that he was afraid that he would not be able to find a more suitable substitute, but the magical ability that Ulysses showed that day always made him feel uneasy, and a sentence echoed uncontrollably in his mind for a long time, and he couldn't drive it away. San: "He is a silent man who can use magic."

Gellert thinks highly of Ulysses, everyone knows that.This child lived up to high expectations. He has always been very obedient, grew up obediently, returned to Germany obediently, became stronger obediently, could do anything for Gellert, kill anyone, but never wanted anything from him, and even gradually became I don't like to communicate with other saints, but this makes Gellert Grindelwald unable to give him absolute trust.Blame Ulysses for his impeccable perfection.

He seems to have no desires of his own, money, status, reputation, women, he never cares.In the first few years, Gellert only thought of him as a young and ignorant child, but as time went by, seeing those saints who followed him with pure dreams gradually degenerated, only he was the same as before, and that bit of relief was overwhelming. became a worry.Gellert can't see what Ulysses wants, so naturally he doesn't know Ulysses' weaknesses, why and when he will betray him in the future, this is the scariest thing.

So he gradually alienated Ulysses and distributed some tasks to more saints. Although many unnecessary losses occurred, he gained inexplicable peace of mind.

Tranquility, this precious thing in his life, even if there is more illusion of nothingness, it is better than someone snatching something from his empty island.Countless times, he only dared to look at the ashesy bee collar clip on the bedside, the half-woven wool socks in the middle of the desk, and the camera hidden deep in the cellar of his aunt's house in his memory...

It's not like him at all, what's the use of doing these useless efforts?But that was all he had.

The candlelight is fleeting, and when you wake up in the middle of the night, it is necessary to drag Ulysses's well-hidden Pensieve from under the bed next door for a moment of indulgence.

Anyway, Ulysses also has work at night, and starry night raids to catch the enemy by surprise have always been his forte.

"Sir?" Ulysses sat up on the bed with his messy silver hair.

Gellert Grindelwald gave a serious "hmm": "Have a good rest." He closed the door, turned and left, went back to the room, fell back on the bed in the shape of a coffin, and silently gave himself a scratch: I told you to put him All the work is done by others!

Xu was aware of Grindelwald's estrangement from Ulysses, and some of the saints suggested that Ulysses be transferred back to the rear for the time being, as a vacation.Ulysses never argued with anyone, and this time, he still waited for Gellert's order with a decent smile.According to reports from his subordinates, Ulysses was still decisive when he returned to Germany, and quickly cleaned up the mess in the headquarters.For some reason, Gellert was suddenly relieved not to have to see those blue eyes every day.

Days went by day by day, and Gellert would call Ulysses to the front line for support from time to time, and he was full of praise for his agility and strength, so there was nothing wrong with both sides.Until one day, he suddenly received a call from Ulysses.

That well-behaved and obedient child collapsed quietly in a little-known village in Poland.

When Gellert arrived at Auschwitz, Ulysses seemed to have calmed down a lot.But only Gellert knew that the child had once again imprisoned himself in the bottom warehouse of the Jenny in New York Harbor, USA.

Gellert bent down, slowly approached the young man who was cowering in the corner, and softly called his name: "Ulysses."

Ulysses' voice was muffled: "...sir."

Gellert sighed softly, and tore open the young man's sleeve, revealing wounds that were still oozing blood.Few people could leave so many wounds on Ulysses, perhaps, only him and Ulysses himself.

"All suffering will pass, Yuli." Gellert's old wand lightly swept over Ulysses' arm, and those scars healed silently, without even leaving a scar. How miraculous, this is the old wand's Power, that's power.

"I saw……"

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Ulysses finally raised his head, looking straight at Gellert with a pair of blue eyes: "Lie."

Gellert tightened his hands, grabbed Ulysses' shoulders, and growled, "I didn't!" After saying that, Gellert was suddenly in a trance, nothing?He didn't think about hurting the child in front of him, didn't fall into the swamp of power, or... didn't think about hurting his family.

"You said you would protect us!" Ulysses' deep voice was mixed with a hissing noise, which was strange and cold, but brought Geller back to reality in an instant.

"Yes, I'm protecting you from those Muggles, so I brought these children here." Grindelwald casually wiped away the blood stained on Ulysses' cheek, and led him forward Go, "We should go over there, maybe our friend has something new to discover."

Ulysses stood behind Gellert and growled, "But this is a concentration camp!"

Grindelwald looked back at Ulysses, returned to him without hesitation, held Ulysses' shoulders with both hands, and looked into his blue eyes: "This is tempering, there is a saying in China : You can't make a jade without cutting it. This is a process of teaching them to control their power."

"But their bodies are piled in the open space behind."

"There are too many people pursuing power, but only a few people can be as strong as you and me. It is power that helps us screen out the weak and protect the strong. When they grow up and become strong, they will stand by you and me. around."

"Wizards their age should..."

Gellert interrupted his muttering: "Don't you think your power is greater than that of ordinary wizards, even pure-blood wizards?"

Ulysses roared, "That's not power, that's pain!"

"That's your life too!" Gellert yelled, "These children were Obscures before they came here, are you going to save them? Are you going to take away their Obscurity now!"

Ulysses was stunned, and a rare mist appeared in his blue eyes: "Yes, silence will destroy us, but it is also our life. But I... I took the lives of so many companions... ..."

"You had no choice back then, you were strong, my child." Gellert held Ulysses by the shoulders, softly comforting him and leading him away from this hazy place: "Good boy, you want to save them , I am very relieved, I am proud of you, Yuli. But just imagine, if you were not silent, you would have died silently under the cabin. You have a good life now, and they will in the future , grasp the power, from now on you will have no worries about food and clothing, and be admired by others. This is all for the progress of the wizarding world and for the greatest benefit."

"For the greatest benefit." Ulysses agreed obediently, but his eyes no longer had the same light as before.

Gellert knew that Ulysses understood another possibility he hadn't said.It is true that the silent ones who survive will become their companions, but once they show signs of collapse, they will be drawn silent and die faster.

Gellert had never intended to change the situation of young wizards lost in the Muggle world, but instead condoned the situation in order to find and even create more Obscures.He is not disdainful for his own behavior. Gellert Grindelwald is strong enough, confident enough, and calm enough to never let remorse stop him from moving forward.Wizards are too weak in front of the huge number of Muggles. Only by properly discarding the weaker ones to create powerful weapons of war can the wizarding world have a chance.

It's all in your best interest.

"Yes," Gellert Grindelwald's eyes sparkled, "thank you, Merlin, for letting me meet you—a magic-wielding, long-lived obscurity—for allowing me to witness one of the most magnificent Miracle."

But suddenly one day, this miracle suddenly smiled like the setting sun of that day, and he said to Gellert: "Sir, I have made up my mind, I plan to go back to England, and just find a university to take a job and just laze around." For the rest of my life."

"I won't let you go," Gellert heard himself say.

A voice in my heart told Gellert: He will always leave you, just like the setting sun and the blue sea.

"You're not leaving."

Thus, the setting sun is like blood, and the blue sea is like frost.

Later, Gellert felt a calling in his dark straits, and it was the Hallows pendant he gave Ulysses.

The pendant has always been treasured by Ulysses, and it is placed in a box protected by magic layers, and no one is allowed to touch it. When the saint collected his relics, he took the box alone, but it was empty. Nothing, could it be that he took it away?Is he not dead?

Looking at the lines on his palm, Gellert Grindelwald suddenly felt a little distrustful of his own strength. While shocked, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.How can such a great miracle be easily eliminated?How could the child who cared so much for him leave?

That is the treasure that Gellert Grindelwald found with his own hands. Those eyes can take him back to the summer of 1899, take another look at Godric's Valley, meet that ray of sunshine again, and hold the red eyes tightly. The boy's hand never parted again.

But when he found that place, he found that he was back under the gooseberry tree back then, and the fallen leaves were falling like rain.

There is only a pendant and a piece of parchment on the root of the tree.

He can still recognize the handwriting on it, it was written by an old friend of his.

If it wasn't a declaration of war, I don't know how good it would be.

When we meet again, we are speechless.

Many years later, when he was alone in the tower and received the news that the setting sun had fallen, he suddenly laughed out loud.How kind was fate to him, and let him be a fool to enjoy the sun and the moon to himself.

The author has something to say: Oh, after rereading this article, I suddenly feel that Ulysses is a good person