Unsatisfactory hp

It seems that A Luo, in the current magic world, there are not many who can become the wife of the Slytherin patriarch, and the pure blood in Europe is generally related to the saints, he himself does not want to be related to the saints, and which one Dare the saints marry him?

Who would he have had without these two children?Who can he live with?By his cousin's child?Thinking about the Morton Gunter I saw back then, Ah Luo really didn't think he could hold on to that gene.

Moreover, he has selfish intentions. He is not his own child, and he still has no way to treat it as if it were his own.

Therefore, no matter whether it is his own selfishness or the consideration of the future development of the family and the maximization of interests, only the child in his womb can be the next patriarch of Slytherin.

Hehe, after all, you still have him in your heart, don't you?

Ah Luo said to herself, laughing silently.

There are so many reasons, so many excuses, but in the end there is only one, and that is because it is his and Gellert's child.

Reason and self-esteem made him unwilling to turn back, but the few emotions in his heart indicated that this was the last fetter between him and Gellert, and he was reluctant to part with it.

A Luo pinched her nose and poured herself a concoction, a bowl of porridge and a large glass of juice, endured the nausea and desire to vomit in her stomach, and read the unfinished documents as much as possible, and then was Thomas, who had been waiting by the side at night since he found out that he was pregnant, was half-supporting and half-nursing to the bathroom. After A Luo washed and changed into her pajamas, she carefully helped her to the bed. On the other side of the strait, in Grindelwald Manor, Gellert opened his eyes.

Before he left Hogwarts, he put a warning spell in A Luo's bedroom, so that as long as A Luo came back again, he would be able to know and go there as soon as possible.

When he felt that the vigilance was passive, Gellert smiled ferociously, crushed the buttons in his arms, and arrived in the secret room in an instant.

What do you think I am Gellert, little brat?If you fall into my hands, don't expect me to let you go.

However, after Gellert arrived in the bedroom, he didn't see A Luo's figure, but heard staggering footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw an old man.

Skinny, gray-haired, wrinkled, and wearing baggy clothes, he looked like someone who had just escaped from a prison.But there was only one pair of eyes, the eyes that made him feel familiar, sapphire blue, deep and desperate.

"In the end, haven't I caught up with anything?" The other party smiled sadly. Gellert was about to say who you are and where did you come from, but he felt that the space was shaking, and the picture in front of him was distorted into a whirlpool , and finally distorted into darkness, no sound could be heard, nothing could be said, nothing could be moved and could not be done, let that person disappear in ashes, the silver memory rushed into his body, but he himself could only He could fall limply on the carpet.

He seems to have had a very real dream, and it seems to be a reality that is not like a dream.He had watched himself fail in the summer of 1945, at the hands of Dumbledore, in Nurmengard, the prison he had built.

From 1942 to 1945, A Luo never appeared in front of him.

Saints came to his prison door and begged him to come out, but...  

"Gellert Grindelwald, why don't you die?! Why don't you just die!!! Why didn't Dumbledore kill you bastard!!!" Different from the pleading voice of the saint, This voice is Alfred Gambino, A Luo's only relative and best friend.

It's just this voice, sharp and full of resentment and hatred.

Heh, why didn't Ah Luo come? He managed to hide from him for three years, but let his friend come?

"Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied now?"

"A Luo is dead, are you satisfied?!"

died?He pulled open the prison door, stared at Alfred who was held down by Heinz from behind, looked at his red eye circles, and looked at his eyes full of strong resentment.

"What did you say? Ah Luo, Ah Luo..." He is only 19 years old, no matter how good his health is, and he is not very good at taking care of himself, how could he be...

"How did he die, tell me, Alfred Gambino."

"Ah Luo was already in poor health. After giving birth to Shire and Cheli, her health became even worse. Since she found out you failed yesterday afternoon, she began to vomit blood. Last night, she passed away." Alfred looked sad. .The brother he grew up with, the friend he could die for, the boy he had loved for so many years, was just like that, forced to death by the person he loved.

What's even more tragic is that at the moment A Luo died, he realized clearly that A Luo could have loved him.

Yes, A Luo could have loved him, Alfred Gambino!

What a hateful thing, Ah Luo originally had the same feelings as him, but was misled into family affection by this old man who deserved to go to hell, and then was tricked into falling in love with this old bastard!

He thought of yesterday......

Yesterday afternoon, when Alo, Charles, and Cheli were drinking afternoon tea with him in the Slytherin garden, Alo was very excited when she heard Gellert Grindelwald lose to Albus Dumbledore. Calm, as if nothing had anything to do with him, he continued to smile and drink tea.

Then, as if choking on tea, they coughed a few times and wiped it clean, then put down the handkerchief, and they found a streak of blood flowing down the corner of Ah Luo's mouth.

"Alo!"

"father!"

"You guys..." It's good that Ah Luo didn't speak, she opened her mouth, and blood poured out uncontrollably, her face and the front of her clothes were full of blood.

Both he and Thomas were frightened, not to mention the two children who were frightened stupidly. Cheli, who was closest to A Luo, had a few drops of blood splashed on her face, and A Luo was like Kong who had lost her soul. Sitting there like a shell, it seems that there is no feeling at all, no pain, no suffering, just like that, blood kept flowing from the mouth, and finally the whole person fell on the table.

The family doctor was called in, and two of Sheng Yimang's doctors were also called in. They checked repeatedly, but they didn't find any problems.

No, it should be said that Ah Luo is full of problems, but none of these problems are the truth that caused him to vomit blood.

The disease went to doctors indiscriminately, and Alfred found a Chinese medicine doctor.Because he remembered that Ah Luo trusted Chinese medicine more, and trusted those bitter medicine soups that made people want to die.

It's just that the Muggle Chinese medicine doctor told them to prepare for the funeral after reading it.

What?How could Ah Luo die?He tugged at the other party's collar and shouted in a gaffe.

why not?That person sneered, what he had was lovesickness!

Lovesickness, like poison into the bone, has no cure for a long time.

After Ah Luo woke up, it was approaching night, and after he drank a few bottles of medicine with amazing perseverance, his face was rosy with health, but everyone knew that this was just a flashback.

He called the two children to the bedside.He told the child to listen to the words of the godfather. He told the child that he had a lot to say now, but in the cabinet behind the flower shelf on the right side of the study, there are memories and recordings he left for the child, and his words are kept there.He told them to live well.

Then he made Thomas swear to be loyal to Shire, not to betray nor to deceive.

In the end, A Luo begged Alfred to take good care of the two children. For the first time, A Luo cried and begged him, and murmured after Alfred vowed to treat the two children as his own, If only he had realized his feelings sooner, Al, I'm sorry......

The girl named An Ning also rushed over. She was crying while holding A Luo's hand, nodding her head incessantly, agreeing to A Luo's request before she died.

In the end, Alfred held the two children and leaned against Alfred's arms. He vomited blood from his mouth again after enduring it for a long time.

I thought I really forgot.

I thought I was really letting go.

I have decided to leave you and never see you again.

You said that I was like a vine planted on your heart, once it was torn off, the blood would not stop.But you and I have forgotten that the vines will gradually wither away without their nutrient-giving heart.

I thought that time would heal all wounds, but I forgot that some wounds will only let the blood flow slowly until death.

The closed gap in the heart has long been opened, and the fused flesh and blood have been pulled away.

In fact, the blood has been flowing all the time, from the beginning to the present, and it has never stopped.

It's just that the pain is extreme, and I get used to it and become numb, so the pain is no longer there.

The longing has penetrated the heart and lungs and cannot be saved.

Al, I'm sorry, but before I die, I didn't forget to plot against you, plot against Gellert, plot against everyone.

A Luo remembered that time when her soul returned to her homeland four years ago, Gellert said that he could feel his pain, and that was because his blood was used as a primer to break the curse on Gellert.After parting, A Luo untied the charm made of blood.

Ah Luo thought of the children in this life, the friends in this life, and the relatives in the previous life. In the end, he couldn't see the ceiling clearly, and he couldn't hear the crying of his children, but he saw that year, on London Bridge, Jinghong caught a glimpse of the Lengjun man, with blond hair as bright as the sun, and a pair of deep and charming royal blue eyes.He was looking at him, quietly saying die (similar to the German "goodbye" pronunciation).

Hehe, Gellert, this time, I really want to say goodbye.

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"Char? Cheli?" Gellert's expression was a little confused, and for no reason, he felt a little uneasy.

Alfred's expression became even angrier, and he smiled back in anger: "Okay, okay, it's better if you don't admit it, anyway, Charles and Cheli won't plan to forgive you."

He pushed away Heinz, who was also stunned, and looked at Grindelwald: "You will stay in this prison for the rest of your life!"

Gellert just watched Alfred leave like that, unable to say anything.

After some investigations by the saints, plus Alfred did not hide it, and the Nuremberg trial was the two children who replaced A Luo to express the release of all Jews and held the thick stack of certificates signed by Heydrich to show that he secretly The matter of helping the Jews was even published in the newspapers. Only then did he know that A Luo dropped out of school because he had his child, and A Luo did not go to see him because he "give up".

It is more dangerous for a wizard to give birth to a child than a witch, especially if there is no other father, it is easier for both father and son to die. What's more, Ah Luo is pregnant with twins.

He didn't know how A Luo worked so hard to give birth to two children, and he didn't know how his body collapsed after giving birth to twins, but he knew that A Luo's body must have been in poor health since then .

Then, regardless of everything, he worked day and night, exhausted his energy, and finally couldn't survive after knowing that he had failed, and vomited blood and died.

Gellert was in prison, but the saint didn't disappear.In fact, during the decades of his rule, almost no one in the Ministry of Magic is not a saint.

Of course, because he failed, the saints were all in the dark.

The saint brought the two children in front of him. He looked at the small faces of Cheli and Aluo who were very similar when they were young. A pair of big black eyes looked at him resentfully, while Charles had the same sapphire blue eyes as him. The look in his eyes was as indifferent as looking at a stranger.

"You are not our father, you are the murderer who killed our father!" The little girl's originally soft voice made a shrill voice, and the hatred in it made anyone feel it: "If it wasn't for you, my father would not He will vomit blood and leave us behind!"

"My father just passed away, so my little sister is a little emotional." Charles pulled the little girl behind him, his eyes were indifferent and his tone was indifferent: "Mr. Grindelwald, I don't think we have anything to say to you, please let us go." go back."

Seeing the back of the little boy protecting the little girl back to the door as if guarding against bad guys, and turning away without turning his head, Gellert never knew that it was so painful to watch the back of the person leaving.

Albus, you're right, it's my fault, it's all my fault, I should repent.

Albus, now I finally understand how you felt when you faced the cold and resentful gaze of your brother Aberforth.

Your younger brother will not forgive you, but I will never be forgiven by my children for the rest of my life, because I ruined their father's life and made them lose their loved ones.

Charles and Cheli never appeared in front of him again. He listened to the saints who came to see him tell him that Alfred had never been married. After losing the person who could restrain him, this Sicilian lion finally Showing his minions, he quickly developed his own power, simply and beautifully getting rid of his uncle Carlo Gambino, and after he took the position, he played a game of fisherman's profit, devouring and expanding bit by bit.

Without A Luo, Alfred put all his thoughts on educating his two children and expanding his power.

Alfred Gambino became the godfather of the most powerful family in America.

But he never had his own children all his life, but he regarded Charles and Cheli as his own children. He did what he joked with A Luo back then.

Ah Luo, if one day I leave first, what would you do?

Revenge, let the other party have no choice but to seek death, and then treat your child as my child and raise him up.

Al, if one day I go first, will you do the same?

certainly!Ah Luo, didn't you agree to let hero me be the godfather of the child?As a godfather, I will definitely love my children more than you!

……………… Thank God for not teaching me to be a little hero.

I think we were young at the time, and we knew how much flowers fell in our dreams.