Who hacked my protagonist

From the time James Potter was sent to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital for diagnosis and treatment, until he was sent to the hospital bed, Lily has been very strong during this process, and she is silent but stubbornly by James's side , No matter who persuaded, it was useless, even Dumbledore's persuasion could not make her change her decision.

In the end it was Severus Snape who grimly knocked her out.

It was undeniable that everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Lily collapsed into Severus' arms.

Then, when Severus found that Lily, who was resting on the bed, had disappeared, he appeared at the door of James' ward with a sullen face, and saw the familiar red-haired girl as expected.

The girl's hand tightly holds the hand of the black-haired boy who is in a coma. The bright green eyes only reflect the figure of the other party as if no one else is there. The unique aura between the two is filled with the unique aura that only exists between lovers, and they have deep and sincere feelings. There is no room for a third person to intervene.

Severus stood at the door, his lips tightly pursed, his eyes darkened. He had never been so aware of a fact as he was at this moment - he had already failed miserably in this emotional entanglement between three people.

Severus turned around, went back to his potion room and was busy for a while, then took a few bottles of potion and walked to another ward not far away, and unceremoniously sent someone who was trying to leave the bed The obedient patient was thrown back on the bed, with a malicious sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't make Lily sad with that Potter, couldn't he still deal with the two bastards here?

When the potion bottle was opened, an indescribable smell filled the entire ward, coupled with Severus' cold expression, it looked particularly ominous.

Dumbledore, who had just arrived at the door, paused, then retreated silently.

If the young people are playing and making trouble, the old man will not bother him. Let's go back to Hogwarts. Well, I hope Gellert will not be so angry that he will tear down his principal's office.

Facts have proved that Gellert Grindelwald is not so naive as the majestic German Dark Lord when he is angry about demolishing houses or something, but he is indeed very angry.

Dumbledore glanced at the golden-red phoenix on the perch, the energy fluctuations around it were simply too lively.

But it's no wonder that even Dumbledore himself was a little horrified when he thought of what happened at that time, and almost thought that the other party had drunk the love potion by mistake.

Dumbledore always felt that he already had a certain understanding of the person who pretended to be Gellert, but the facts refreshed his cognition time and time again.

After all, the middle-aged handsome uncle who had always looked down on him before suddenly showed affection and affectionately towards him, an old man with a white beard, as if nothing had happened.

"Ken is back? It seems that the kid is fine." A familiar low voice sounded in Dumbledore's mind, with some dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore sighed, sat down on the chair, and stretched out his arms to hug the phoenix that flew over automatically.

"James is not in a good condition, the trauma to his soul is too serious." Dumbledore stroked the back of Phoenix's neck, which he liked to do whenever he was in a bad mood: "Scheffer said, you can only Slowly recovering bit by bit, he and Severus will research suitable soul potions for this, but it's hard to say how long it will take."

Gellert had no interest in these wizards except Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was talking, and he listened quietly.

The match between Dumbledore and the fake Gellert swept the entire wizarding world like a tornado, and almost everyone was talking about this match, and they searched for relevant news everywhere, and there was a reporter from the Daily Prophet who was very powerful. Supernaturally interviewed one of the parties.

"Hi sir, I'm a reporter from the Daily Prophet. I'm very glad that you can accept my interview." The witch in the rose red robe opened her eyes behind the jewelry glasses and stared firmly at the man in front of her. You can find out all the information about this mysterious dark duke companion.

"I allow you to call me Mr. Grindelwald." The blond man raised his eyebrows, with an imposing manner in his own way.

Grindelwald?This surname seems familiar!The young female reporter murmured in her heart, but she couldn't think of it for a while, so she threw it aside. After sitting down, she couldn't wait to mention the hottest topic at present.

"Oh, that's just a tacit game between Al and me." Regarding this topic, the blond man smiled, with helpless pampering on his mature and handsome face: "We are best friends for many years, although there is some misunderstanding, but The feelings between each other are indelible no matter what, even time cannot take away a sliver, a fight is just a discussion between best friends, it is nothing at all."

"You call Professor Dumbledore Al? It seems that your relationship is really close, can you reveal something?" The interviewer's eyes sparkled, his face was flushed with excitement, and his fat fingers tightly held a quill.

The blond man smiled subtly: "Of course Al and I are very close. We share the same interests and have been together for a long time, but some misunderstandings occurred later, and we had to part ways sadly."

Mr. Grindelwald is Dumbledore's old lover (the reporter here specially emphasizes that, judging from the ages of both parties, it is obvious that Dumbledore seduced Mr. Grindelwald, who was still immature back then). The two had lived together for several years, and their relationship Profound, because another person intervened (the intervener is suspected to be His Royal Highness the Duke of Darkness), the two parties broke up, and now the old lovers meet, the old relationship is revived, and they want to get back together!The reporter quickly wrote down this line of text on the paper, looked up at the handsome and outstanding face of the blond man, thought about the peerless demeanor of the Duke of Darkness after his recovery, and finally compared an old man with an orange skin face and a white beard, Silently added another sentence at the end—combining various situations, the reporter infers that the composite may be 0!

The fake Gellert made up his mind to make amends with Dumbledore. He completely forgot his malice and prejudice against Dumbledore all the time. He just talked about the relationship between the two of them with all his heart and soul, and even euphemistically hinted at them. He tried his best to shape them into the wizard version of Romeo and Juliet. Of course, during this period, he tried his best to ignore the photo of Dumbledore brought by the reporter. After all, the wrinkled old man really It hurt his eyes, and he was determined to find an opportunity to use the elixir to restore Dumbledore's former beauty.

Reporter Rita worked hard, adding more embellishments to the fake Gellert's narrative, and giving full play to her imagination. After the interview, both parties were obviously happy. Rita felt that she could deliver an eye-catching article every day for at least a week. article.

Maybe she could consider writing a book!

"Wait, Grindelwald? Isn't that the surname of the German Dark Lord who once dueled Dumbledore?" At the end, the well-informed reporter Rita finally remembered the connection between the two. Of course, she It didn't occur to her that Grindelwald was Big Grindelwald, and there was only one scrolling title that flashed through her mind—the two Grindelwalds in Dumbledore's life—and found another big hit!

However, as a reporter, she certainly can't just limit herself to the information she has obtained, and make reasonable assumptions on it.

Yes, some minor speculation!

The next day, Dumbledore's great golden and red phoenix burned the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's Daily Prophet, leaving not even a scrap of paper behind.

The same goes for the third day.

Still on the fourth day.

"Hey, Gail, calm down, your temper seems to be getting more and more irritable." Unlike Gellert's rage, Dumbledore was very leisurely, and he looked at the only escape opportunity in his hand with interest. Gellert's pernicious Daily Prophet commented on the articles published here from time to time.

"It's the first time I know that I have such a high level of Potions." Dumbledore flicked the newspaper and said with a smile: "I will make Enchanted Love in the first grade, oh, I think Kay Cerf (Professor of Potions who taught Dumbledore Potions) must have been very proud of me."

"Look here—to expose Dumbledore's mask—well, it's a good name." Dumbledore looked at it with interest: "Dumbledore is so jealous of the beauty and talent of His Royal Highness the Dark Duke. This has been the case since His Royal Highness was studying at Hogwarts, which made His Royal Highness, who was young and innocent at that time, sad. Every time I think about it, I can't help but feel sorry for His Highness. Now that His Highness can finally find a lover, Dumbledore has resorted to With despicable means, he once again took out his good potion science, brewed a love potion, and took away His Highness's lover."

"Oh oh oh, young and innocent, poor and lovely Tom who was hurt by me." The corner of Dumbledore's mouth curved into a half-smile: "I really want to know Tom's reaction when he read this article, it must be very interesting. "

The continuous reports on Dumbledore ended after only three days. According to internal information from the Daily Prophet, it seems that the reporter of this continuous article disappeared suddenly.

These days, it is so common for wizards to disappear and die suddenly for no reason, so Rita's colleagues just report to the Ministry of Magic and throw her aside.

"Don't tell me this matter is about you, Gail." Dumbledore frowned.

"A small role, I, Gellert Grindelwald, don't take her seriously." Gellert snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with being underestimated.

"The one who did it should be Tom." Dumbledore sighed: "He was able to dig out that Voldemort was a student at Hogwarts, and he still had the guts to expose it. Although it seems to be flattering Tom, he sees It doesn't seem to appreciate it, well, it's really not a happy thing to be dug out of the black history." After all, Tom has been trying his best to erase his past.

"Sorry Gail, I misunderstood you." Dumbledore gently touched the back of Phoenix's neck.

Gellert grunted comfortably and decided not to tell Dumbledore that he had also sneaked out to kill and silence him, but Voldemort beat him to the punch.

The author has something to say: This chapter is full of nonsense again, there is no other way, these two days have been stimulated by Headmaster Hei’s articles, and I even saw some people leaving comments under some articles, saying that they have not read the original work, but only read a few articles. How bad it is to know that the principal is not a good man!

He said that he almost vomited blood for three liters, and doubted if it continued like this, how many people still remember the principal in HP who gave everything and even his life for the wizarding world!

Those black principals, girls who advocate the principal's conspiracy theory, can they give evidence?Just because of a few words, "I think" "I think" "I think", please, are there so many Sherlock Holmes in this world?Even Sherlock Holmes didn't dare to identify the murderer with such a little bit of vague and ominous evidence!