magic sacrifice

This reason is really not enough to make a Dark Lord let go. After a moment of stalemate, Dumbledore wanted to stand up - Grindelwald pulled his ankle intentionally or unintentionally, and the two looked at each other for half a second. The latter finally Condescendingly, he moved his arms away.

"Where are you going?" Grindelwald said.

"Take Harry over for a while," Dumbledore put on his wizard robe, suddenly looked down at the family emblem of the Grindelwald family on the wizard robe, then looked away thoughtfully, and continued to answer, " Just to be on the safe side. Unforeseen variables may occur in the process of destroying Horcruxes, and there is still some time before NEWTs."

"You care about that exam?" Grindelwald asked lazily leaning on the bed hair, "Mr. O (excellent)?"

"Unfortunately, I do care more than you do," Dumbledore pointed at the family crest on his robe, and seeing it instantly melted and transformed into the Hogwarts crest, he raised his head and added regretfully , "Mr. Dropout."

... The first Dark Lord who never graduated from Durmstrang shut up.

Dumbledore brushed off his collar and cuffs, opened the door, put on the hood of his cloak, and the tall and thin figure quickly disappeared through the door.

Grindelwald stared heavily at the wizard's back, turned over after a while, buried his face in the soft quilt, and revealed his golden shawl hair.

"Master, the information you want has been collected by Mr. Andres, do you want to check it now?" The house elf's characteristic high-pitched voice rang after knocking on the door and getting permission to enter the house.

"Bring it."

Within a few seconds of the sound of flipping through the scroll, Grindelwald suddenly closed the door and gave instructions. The tone was unrecognizable, but it was a concise order.

"You, go find and destroy any books about soul contracts in the manor, now."

"Willing to follow your orders!"

The blond-haired ex-devil king glanced at one of the materials that had been condensed into dozens of pages about the British savior "Harry Potter", and then scanned the line "Dumbledore's most cherished student" moodily. After a few glances, he picked up another report on the analysis of the current situation.

******

The lampshade in the dirty corner cast a dim light, and the gray light covered the whole room. Those who pushed the room seemed so surprised that it took a while for the blue eyes to lock on the dark man. .

"You don't look well," the man said gently, "Severus, do you need some tranquilizers?"

The black lacquer moved.

Snape's sallow and gloomy cheekbones were embedded with a pair of gloomy eyes that were more than a ghost. He stretched his facial muscles and showed an almost ferocious expression.

"Dumbledore," he said, gnashing his teeth, "dammit. Now what do you want? No, no, no, are you trying to show me how much you and Grindelwald love each other? Dark Lord Live happily with the white wizard! A fairytale ending!"

He was almost shaking with anger.

"I don't even want to know how many people you and Grindelwald have blinded!" he growled sharply at Dumbledore.

"Thank you," said Dumbledore tolerantly - even lovingly, "and it just so happens that I'm not going to talk about that either. Calm down, Severus, it's not you who made the soul contract after all."

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