[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

James knew for the first time that the place where Grindelwald was held was called the Nurmengard cell.

He was lured by the soul fragment Harry when he was very young. He was completely confused about the process. He only knew that they entered the cell smoothly and met Grindelwald smoothly. Grindelwald's harsh language and Harry Lee is determined not to give in no matter what.

Speaking of which, the first person in this world to know the whole story was not Dumbledore or James, but the former Dark Lord Grindelwald.

James shook his right hand. Under Dumbledore's magical control, it looked a lot better, but he could only make some simple movements, wanting to punch his fist on the guy with ulterior motives as powerfully as before, I'm afraid it has become a dream.Similarly, it is impossible to pull out the sword of Gryffindor with a right hand full of black magic.

He put down his hands, sat by the half-open window and looked outside, the wind blew through his messy hair, unknowingly they grew a lot, and they were still curled up in a mess, but the expression on his face was very obvious. It's hard to see the shadow of the high-spirited young man who just graduated, sometimes growing up is just a matter of a moment.

Dumbledore asked him to wait for the spell to take effect while he and Regulus went out to prepare for Nurmengard.

"Boy." Aberforth, who also didn't leave, sat beside him and handed him a glass of alcoholic drink, while he held a glass of butter beer himself: "Complicated mood?"

"Want to chat with me?" James took the cup and smiled, only this smile never changed, sunny and warm.

"Hey, I'm not interested in listening to the kid's troubles." Aberforth said disdainfully, sitting side by side with James, looking at the dark sky outside the window, as if adjusting his mood, he asked after a long time: "I listen to another The child said, your companion is under control. Is that so? Do you want to save him?"

Sirius.James' heart stirred, and he nodded: "Of course, I will go to him."

"What if he doesn't come back? What will you do if he's just Voldemort forever?" Aberforth said.

"Even so, I'll go find him," James said firmly.

"Really?" Aberforth gave him a strange look, and said meaningfully: "If you have such a strong determination, why don't you go to him and follow Dumbledore."

Never expecting Aberforth to speak like that, James stared at him with wide eyes.

Aberforth looked back at him calmly, and now the shadow of the old crazy bartender was completely invisible from his face: "My brother Albus always has many great plans. His great plans Plans always hurt someone. He made you feel important, but looking back, James, you unknowingly gave up on your friend when you set out to help him."

James just stared at him blankly.

"Yeah. That's the kind of person he is. Life doesn't matter to him, as long as the result, who cares about the process?" Aberforth said sarcastically, "If I were you, if your companions were so important to you , you should drop everything to find him, Albus doesn't care if the controlled person dies or not, but you do, don't you?" He coughed lightly, turning his head in James' sight: "You totally I was led away by him, I just hope I can touch you."

"If you want to find your companion, I will also help you accordingly. Don't look at me like this, I just—"

He turned his head, drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, and looked out the window like a stone sculpture.

He didn't tell James about his sister, between Grindelwald and Dumbledore, but James knew he must have thought about it. This is not a past that can be brought up casually, but a backlog in his heart Inescapable stone.If it weren't for Harry's memory, James wouldn't have known about it, and if he didn't, he might not have hesitated so much.

Why did Harry only tell this to Grindelwald?Did he deliberately avoid Dumbledore?Is this ridiculous?isn't it?As a student of Dumbledore, would you doubt him?No, not suspicion, maybe just worry, worry that Dumbledore didn't know what to do... eh?

James looked down, his right hand was numb again.

He stood up suddenly, Aberforth was interrupted by him, startled, and watched him walk out: "Where are you going?"

"Find Dumbledore." James said matter-of-factly, "I hate riddles with people."

"Are you crazy?" Aberforth stood up abruptly, his face flushed. "Are you trying to distort my good intentions?"

"No." James shook his head and said sincerely, "I'm grateful, so I can't be reckless." He hurriedly opened the door, and happened to bump into Regulus.

Regulus took a big step back, glared at him, and curled his lips when he saw James' apologetic smile.

"Principal." James flashed past Regulus, looked at the old man in front of him with burning eyes, and asked if he was rude, "Tell me, do you think Sirius' life is insignificant?"

Regulus stared at him like a monster, and Aberforth's gaze almost burned through him.

James waited quietly for Dumbledore to lose his temper, but unexpectedly, the old man hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his other good hand, touched his head stiffly, and put it down quickly, his eyes were Looking at Aberforth: "Sirius will be fine. Grindelwald still needs him."

"How can you guarantee this? How dare you guarantee that the child will not die? Soul parasitism is a terrible thing. And Grindelwald is using him." Aberforth glared back: "Even if this kid helps If you're not busy, you can't stop them from being together, even if it's the last stretch of the way..."

His voice gradually sank, anger and pain flooded his face, he turned his head and clenched his trembling hands with a childlike helplessness.

"Aberforth..." Dumbledore looked shocked, even at a loss, not knowing what to do: "We never talked, never, I thought..."

"Do you think I've forgotten like you? Yes, after the funeral, I hid and peeked at you. You are still the same. The death of your sister didn't take away a little bit of your brilliance. You don't care at all. I said to myself , well, Aberforth, if your brother only cares about those great plans, then you and him will only have a deal about plans and nothing else. Just give up on you. I interrupted Your nose, and then deceive myself, now we are even, even if you owe Ariana forever, but I have nothing to say between you and me." Aberforth's voice was hoarse, and he took a step back, He was desperately hostile to his elder brother, and put on a defensive posture: "But that night, you let Arianna reappear, and you let her hurt you. Do you think she will do such a thing, or are you selfish enough to think that You can go on without guilt..."

"Enough!" Dumbledore's eyes widened, and those eyes were ablaze.

"Grindelwald is back, still the same, superior in strength, above all living beings, you must be very happy, go to him, go to him! See if he has given his dear accomplice Dumbledore in his new empire Save a place..."

No one expected this scene to appear. Dumbledore looked angry and dazed. He stepped forward and slapped his younger brother on the face. The slap was so loud that Regulus and James They shook their shoulders involuntarily.

Aberforth did not resist, and was knocked down obediently, and fell to the ground. He buried his face in his old and bony hands, sniffing his nose and tears streaming down his fingers.

Dumbledore maintained the posture of shooting, panting heavily, his blue eyes were full of disbelief as he didn't know what he had done.

believable.

Regulus quietly retreated to the door, the atmosphere made him very uncomfortable, it was obviously an atmosphere where outsiders should not exist.But James still stood there in a daze.For some reason, Regulus was annoyed by that reckless guy's mindless appearance. He kicked James' shin heavily and pointed out the door. James recovered, blinked his eyes, and did not protest. He followed him out of this house full of sad memories.

They didn't go too far, for fear of being discovered by the Death Eaters. Although the house's secrecy was high, it didn't mean it was equally safe outside.

"Are you an idiot?" Regulus glared at James angrily almost as soon as he left the room, "How insane do you have to be to ask something like that?"

"Did I do it wrong?" The instigator didn't have the slightest self-consciousness, but instead showed his anger towards Regulus in a puzzled manner.

Poor communication.Regulus turned his head angrily. If James was a student of Gryffindor, he might have summed it up with the classic "brainless Gryffindor", but James was not sorted , so Regulus sat on the bench outside the room, and after resisting his emotions, he simply ignored him.

But James sat next to him without invitation, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky, and instead took the initiative to talk to him: "I'm not good at hiding and restraining, it's not that I hate it , but I’m not very good at dealing with it. I think that matters about feelings cannot be solved rationally, but must be expressed, and must be communicated and expressed all the time, otherwise what should I do if the other party misunderstands me? So I can’t give up communication and expression. I You can’t do anything to suppress your feelings.”

Regulus sneered involuntarily: "Fortunately, your emotional composition is as simple as that of a paramecium, so your rude method didn't cause any major problems."

James laughed and rubbed his hair fiercely: "I'm thankful for this. When my parents, um, the only thing that comforts me is that when they are alive, I tell them all the time that I love them."

If Sirius had been here, James couldn't help thinking, he might have smiled teasingly and said, "Stop giving yourself credit, you're just thick-skinned."

And Regulus just curled his lips. He has never had a deep impression of James. The only few encounters were due to the intersection between them caused by Sirius. He exalted Sirius too much, so his impression of James faded to the point where only glasses and hair remained.Now, he is amazed that he can sit with the other party without any grievances, and can talk a few words about worldview and other issues, which is really weird.

"Grindelwald, not redemption." James said with his right hand across his eyes, thinking to himself, "Harry won't believe him, will he?"

The author has something to say: James... was not killed by Aberforth, I was so kind to him... OTZ

In other words, rather than watching Ge Deng, I still want to watch the two ADs untie their happy knots in their lifetime...