magic sacrifice

Was that really... Dumbledore?

When this idea first popped up, even Harry himself was taken aback. He hesitated, holding his wand, wondering if he should push the door and go in.

Maybe he should listen a little longer?

"—is it Gryffindor's life creed to hide behind doors?"

With a bang, the whistling door panel almost hit him directly in the face, and Harry rolled to the side to avoid it, and the fine dust that hit him made him hold his breath.

Inside is an unusually bright house, with a cool, crystal-like floor laid as far as the eye can see, and the snow-white lights beside it cover every possible shadow, and the places where the feet step are as soft and tough as jelly, There was a high, stately dome overhead, and it took Harry a while to get used to it, before he managed to keep his eyes from being dazzled.

Professor Dumbledore, whom he was thinking of, was on the bed not far away.

Light blue eyes were fixed on him.

Unable to explain what was going on, Harry bristled all his hairs at that moment, a strange sense of vigilance and fear overwhelmed all his worries, and he clearly saw that "Dumbledore" slowly approaching him. smiled.

"Who are you!"

Harry took a step back, and almost immediately raised his wand and asked gruffly, without hesitation.

Only then did he see clearly that the four delicately shaped chains covering the long auburn curly hair and the white sheets were firmly restraining the actions of "Dumbledore". He looked away with obvious resentment and malice Resentful.

This look——

Harry's face turned pale without any warning.

Merlin.

Grindelwald pulled the chain loosely, looked at the terrified eyes of the savior amidst the rattling noises, and said lazily: "You'd better keep quiet, if you don't want to return to the embrace of death now .”

"Dumbledore" sneered back with contempt.

"Are you going to kill me?" His voice was obviously hoarse and hoarse, completely different from the gentle and calm of the original owner, "—and watch him die at the same time?"

Harry finally noticed his imminent attack, and he looked as if he wanted to kill everyone in the room at once.

"If you can do it." Grindelwald said, flicking the chain lightly, with a cold smile on his face, "Do you want to try the feeling of your soul being crushed?"

After a slight vibration, "Dumbledore" finally recovered his silence.Or maybe because he has no ability to resist, he always leans on the soft mattress.

"What's going on?" Harry couldn't help asking.