Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

On the first night when the New Year's bell rang, most of the UK was covered in snowflakes. No one knew that it might be the three most powerful wizards in the world looking at each other with lingering fear in the ice and snow.

Half an hour ago, they had just come out of the dilapidated old house of the Gaunt family in Little Hangleton.

In the squalid run-down house, it was almost immediately discovered what was hidden under the floorboards...

Dumbledore saw Arianna's innocent smile, and held her soft little hand tightly, calling her brother inarticulately, and her clear blue eyes were full of ignorance and confusion.His old arm stretched out involuntarily, and the powerful magic power made him suddenly wake up, then retracted, stretched out again, and was brought back to reality in pain.

Grindelwald also saw Ariana, clumsily weaving garlands on the grass in the valley. He looked at the girl who had despised the rest of his life but always thought her death was painful, and watched her staggeringly walk until she fell into the A red-brown long-haired boy in the arms of a boy smiling gently in the sunlight.Eyes wiser than anyone he has ever seen, looking at himself with a smile, as if he had spent years studying spells and history together, longing for power and firmly believing that everything in the world will eventually surrender.We are endowed with power, and this power gives us the power to rule, to control thousands of lives and deaths, to promise power and wealth, to stand on the highest peak-but without him.

Can't see you again, don't dare to see you again, when the duel comes, what are you thinking.

He is old, and he is also old.

Perhaps in this way, the past can be redeemed—no matter who killed Ariana, if he hadn’t appeared, nothing would have happened—he doesn’t want everything in this world anymore, why don’t he give it to himself that he can’t go to? Missing, people who can no longer meet.

Defeat Gellert Grindelwald's reputation, the highest reverence and the most powerful strength, if these can make you live better, don't listen to advice, don't watch the crying of subordinates who broke in again and again , want to die like this...

What if he hadn't clashed with Aberforth?What if the girl came back to life?If the Soul Resurrection Stone was in his hands—Grindelwald was the first to get lost, stretching toward the end of the darkness in a trance.

The most grand and luxurious aristocratic dinner, the three of them laughed and chatted cheerfully with childish ideals. It turned out that Godric had such bright eyes from before. It turned out that Rowena was so bold and reckless. It turned out that Helga Used to believe everything like that.They believed in friendship, and stubbornly believed that they were right. This was the case when they helped him break away from the Slytherin family, and this was the case when they traveled together to establish Hogwarts. In the end, they blindly believed in the correctness they maintained.

He was no longer in pain or sadness, Ling Cha looked at the baby in his arms in a daze.

In the burning castle is the curse that the mother ripped out before she died.

mia.

our daughter.

If, if they hadn't been so cautious, if they hadn't decided to travel with their so-called friends, if they hadn't given Mia up to someone else but raised them themselves, wouldn't she have been like Aerys.

I trust them wholeheartedly, I will ask for delicious food, and I will hold on to their clothes with grievances...

"Lingcha!!"

Suddenly awake, there is no Mia's last look of resentment.

Under the messy floor, the dark and ugly black gemstone ring exuded a strange light. Dumbledore's eyes were clear for a while, and he was in a trance for a while, but gradually he was so confused that he couldn't struggle. Grindelwald's fingertips were almost touching the ring. , and if it wasn't for Salazar's angry shout, he would have unconsciously stretched out his hand to snatch the ring at this moment.

Very well, he actually underestimated the broken soul of the descendants.

The surrounding magic pressure suddenly broke out, and all the damaged floors flew up, as if waking up from a nightmare.Dumbledore and Grindelwald backed away in horror, staring at the ugly black gemstone ring complicatedly.

The sense of suffocation of death entangled the soul so strongly at that moment.

But the greater fear than the almost death is the despair that clearly feels that everything is an illusion.That feeling is more distorted and painful than being hit to the bone, and the whole body is stiff.

"Mia wants us dead."

Salazar said shortly that what he saw was the same as that of Ling Cha, the only difference was that he instantly recalled the strange mood before, and he already understood the sudden and extremely strong emotion somewhat.

Ling Cha's vague remorse was completely dispelled by this cold reminder, and anger occupied his thoughts: "What a wonderful Deathly Hallows, it actually amplifies the black magic that confuses the mind to such an extent, you can really see it when you touch it. It's the dead... I assume we can still meet at Merlin!"

Dumbledore watched in a daze as Slytherin carefully removed the black magic that was added to it one by one, and threw the ancient and inconspicuous black gemstone ring into a delicate pocket made of the skin of a two-tailed lizard from an aquatic monster. .

Just a little bit short, he and Gellert would die here at the same time.No matter how powerful the magic power or the best potion is for recuperation, there will not be more than a year left.

Several wizards wrapped in thick fleece robes stood upright at the foot of the hill. Grindelwald's surprise at finally agreeing to walk out of Nurmengard and his hatred for seeing Dumbledore were confused by the sudden order. The shape went directly to this remote town in England, where Muggles gather. Even the most rigorous and faithful saints couldn't help but wonder who the black-haired and green-eyed noble wizard was, and why both Dumbledore and his master treated him So cautious and polite?

From a distance, I finally saw Dumbledore in purple pajamas and Grindelwald, who had just taken off his cloak, one of them wrapped in hastily, approaching. Dumbledore, who was so strangely born with powerful magic power and could not freeze to death, cast a killing curse.

"Find a suitable place to live. Don't attract the attention of the wizard. I want to be able to rest there before sunrise."

Grindelwald ordered in his accustomed short, direct tone.

The saints bowed silently, and then scattered and disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving only a wizard kneeling on one knee to stand up, standing silently far away, as if waiting for the next order.

There was no reminiscence, no farewell, just a slight nod to the Duke of Slytherin, and Dumbledore apparated with his tired body.Some words are hidden too deep and buried for too long, and if spoken out, the original peaceful appearance will be torn apart.

Grindelwald stared at the place where Dumbledore disappeared for a long time before slowly speaking: "Isn't the Duke going back to Hogwarts?"

Salazar sneered coldly, he suddenly felt that the Dark Lord was as useless as his descendants.

"The door to Hogwarts is open for you if you want to."

Slytherin definitely has this ability, but a Dark Lord who enters the castle he spent his life building is tantamount to falling into his absolute control - no one can resist its founder at Hogwarts .

Grindelwald is not a fool, of course he would not agree, he turned his head and glanced again with a weird look.

He has personally experienced the power of the soul-returning stone, so he has to be extremely curious about that sentence.

Mia?us?

I have heard this rather weird self-proclaim in Nurmengard before, plus Dumbledore's abnormally repeated greetings and Slytherin's answers, it has been lying in the basement of Nurmengard for 50 years, and it has almost been recognized by wizards all over the world. Can the forgotten Grindelwald be remembered by the resurrected people 1000 years ago and come to visit late at night?

Grindelwald is a wizard who is really proficient in black magic, and his face changed at the moment of the truth.

But before he could react, the Duke of Slytherin, who should have been dead for 1000 years, Apparated.

Years of abnormal diet and captivity in the dark made Grindelwald's skinny and terrifying arms appear a terrible bluish-white color, but none of these made him turn blue with rage when he realized that he had been targeted as a victim of a magic sacrifice. His face was even more frightening.

Those who despise Gellert Grindelwald have paid the price.

no matter who you are...

The gray and white messy long hair gradually flashed bright colors under the powerful flow of magic power.

"You drove him crazy."

When Ling Cha returned to the room at the airport hotel in Germany, before he had time to brush off the snowflakes all over his body, he had already silently reminded his other self.

"Otherwise? He will continue to hide somewhere quietly, just like lying in the basement of the ruined tower, thinking about..."

Salazar stopped talking suddenly, and took off his robe and cloak. The faint fatigue brought about by the long-distance apparition and the snowstorm made him wish he could fall into a quiet sleep immediately.

"Huh?" Ling Cha rarely understood what Salazar wanted to say, "What is Grindelwald thinking?" "It's nothing."

Salazar found that he couldn't explain it, or explaining it would make Ling Cha discover the vague inadequacy between them recently, so he could only avoid this topic: "I'm tired."

Strictly speaking, this body belongs to Ling Cha, and Salazar will not suppress and devour the body's original soul power while being attached to control the body, so Ling Cha didn't say anything, and went straight into the bathroom.

Salazar had to admit that the development of Muggles in the past 1000 years was astonishingly terrifying.

He didn't mean the plane that made him dizzy, nor the delicious food that made him suspect that he had eaten rubbish in the past 60 years, but this luxury and comfort, but it was easier to enjoy than the most brilliant wizards in the Middle Ages Living things, although he is blind in both eyes and doesn't know anything without the book, but fortunately Ling Cha can always adapt to it before himself, and he can always find the right way to play with it casually.If it weren't for the deep-rooted bad impression of Muggles, Salazar almost wanted to move the entire bathroom back to Hogwarts.

Potions masters always had a strong smell, and unfortunately the Duke of Slytherin was the most perfect nobleman, so the bathroom was always a must before going to bed.

At first, the night belonged to Lingcha, and Salazar didn't really pay attention to things like taking a bath a few times.

When he vaguely sensed something was wrong after a thousand years, he already found that their habit was a bit terribly embarrassing.

Ling Cha strenuously combed his wet hair with his fingers. The just right water temperature naturally made his body instinctively sleepy after staying in the wind and snow for half a day, but he touched his chest in surprise, and the water droplets smeared on his fair skin. After passing the lingering arc, it rolled down again.

"Salazar?"

Why is the heart beating so abnormally?

Is the water too hot?Why is the temperature on your face so high?

"Lingcha..."

"kindness?"

"In a sense, you're dull."

"Uh?"