[Deha] World Starlight

Dude, you look so much better than him. "

"I have to thank you, don't I?" Grindelwald slapped Harry on the head and sent him off to pack his clothes.

"But, Getler, it never occurred to you—" said Harry, poking his head out from the door, "that Professor Dumbledore sensed something that prompted him to agree so quickly and gracefully?"

"You have to know, kid." Grindelwald said with a slight smile, "Expecting and facing the facts are completely two concepts."

"Hmm..." Harry showed a thoughtful expression, and retracted his head to pack his clothes.

On the second day, September 9st, which was smooth and unhurried, Sirius arrived on time after a delicious breakfast, and drove a few people to King's Cross Station.When Harry pushed the trolley into the station, by coincidence, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the barrier between platforms 10 and [-], and then a tall figure grabbed a smaller one and disappeared in a sprint back.

Grindelwald followed Harry's gaze for a look, and instantly understood: "That's Neville Longbottom."

"Yeah." Harry nodded, looked around, and asked him, "Did you see Draco?"

"..." Grindelwald really didn't want to talk to these adolescent kids, but he turned his head and saw James and Lily walking and talking close to each other...

Luckily there was Sirius, who was sending them off alone since Regulus was busy with his career - but he was looking at the rows of parked cars.

Two minutes later, Harry and Draco met in front of the Hogwarts Express, and Harry greeted Narcissa pretending not to be so affectionate. Three minutes later, Draco went to the prefect's compartment, preparing for a short inspection.Harry and Grindelwald occupy a large compartment in the car, and then Harry lies at the window to make a final promise with James and Lily (again.)

"Be good," Lily said.

James smiled and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Do what you can, son."

"Take care of yourself and Draco," Lily said.

James and Harry bumped their fists: "If you are in doubt about anything, write to your family."

"Understood, Dad." Harry said passionately, and then reassured Lily like a rabbit: "Don't worry about Mom."

Lily glared at James, then looked at Harry worriedly amidst the sound of the train whistle, and kissed him on the forehead: "Think about us before taking risks, okay?"

Enduring the soreness in his eyes and nose, Harry nodded heavily, and out of the corner of his eye, looking at James and Lily, he saw Mrs. Weasley kiss Neville on the cheek, then waved him to the car.

The car started gradually, leaving the nine and three-quarters station.Grindelwald sat there lazily with his hands folded, his eyes looked like Snape was looking at the cauldron, or Hagrid was looking at those distinctive animals, Harry looked directly into his eyes, and heard that there was something After half a minute of silence, Grindelwald asked him, "Will you take risks?"

Harry thought for a moment. "I'd love to say I would," he said, "but it seems like I should be the one watching other people take risks."

"This seems to bother you and make you uncomfortable more than asking you to take risks?" Grindelwald thought for a while after saying this, and shook his head, "No, you think adventures make you happy? Even if you were on the verge of life and death?"

"Maybe it's because I'm young?"

"No, kid." Grindelwald looked at Harry, his eyes made Harry feel like a grandfather or grandfather, although he had only seen their photos, "Whether a person is adventurous or not has nothing to do with age, that is Nature... Without you, your parents would definitely like excitement, but because of you, I can at least be sure that they will have a lot of consideration before taking risks."

"It's like Lily just said 'Think about us before you take the risk, okay?'" he sighed, "Harry, they really love you."

Harry nodded heavily again.

"But love coexists with responsibility and responsibility." Grindelwald said: "Thanks to those who teach you so that you have most of the virtues in this world."

Harry raised his right hand and made a gesture as if holding a wine glass: "Although I have too many people to thank, first of all-thank you Professor Dumbledore."

Grindelwald smiled and clinked glasses with him.

Harry took a nap by the window afterwards.This is obviously not a very good sleeping position, so it will not bring a very good sleeping experience.In a trance, Harry seemed to feel that sitting opposite him was no longer Grindelwald with a cold face, but Neville with a shy smile on his face, and Luna with a pair of colorful glasses.

Harry thought the scene was familiar, as if... He looked at Neville, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

But Harry just knew he was talking about his somewhat poor Transfiguration grades, and there was a hint of worry in his words.

He couldn't help thinking that if Voldemort had chosen Neville, then it would be Neville sitting opposite him with the lightning-shaped scar on his head bearing the weight of that prophecy... wouldn't it?Would Neville's mother die to save him, like Lily had died to save him?Surely it would... then it would have been Lily who had kissed him goodbye, not Ron's mother.Yes or no?

No... No, it was Lily who kissed him on the forehead just now, and he remembered it very clearly.

but……

Harry woke up in a sudden sense of weightlessness after a "click", a little bit confused for a moment, just like he had woken up from dreams many times in the past 16 years-but soon, he I saw clearly the face of the person sitting opposite, and then felt that someone was sitting next to him, and he was very close.

"The inspection is over?" Harry rubbed his eyes, trying to forget the things in his dream just now.

"Just going through the motions." Draco said, looking at Harry's tired face, with a slight frown between his brows, he asked with concern, "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"

"No." Harry shook his head and explained, "I accidentally fell asleep just now, maybe I was a little unresponsive when I woke up suddenly...Are you hungry?"

Draco shook his head.But Grindelwald turned his head sideways, pursed his lips, the corners of his lips curved up and then fell down, then turned his head and said imposingly: "I'm hungry, let's eat."

"..."

Both Harry and Draco looked unresponsive, as if they had forgotten that there was a third person in this space.

Grindelwald thought: I'll just be invisible!

The weather outside the car window fluctuates from sunny to cloudy, as it has all summer.Just after driving through the cold mist, I saw the clear and faint sunshine. Grindelwald was eating the pies and some other snacks prepared by Lily. Looking at the desolate scenery outside the window, he was like a silent plant .

Silent, but alive, and with strong roots.

Harry caught a glimpse, and seemed to see decades of his life in that one glance alone.

But what he saw was only on the surface, and who knew what was going on in his great head?

Then, at lunchtime, Blaise sent over two rolls of parchment tied with purple ribbons, with Harry's and Draco's names written on them.

"Huh?" Draco made a short questioning voice, and Blaise leaned against the door, with a slightly mocking expression on his face, "It seems that this professor wants to train some students who he thinks are promising."

"Some family background." Draco threw the opened parchment on the table.

"Go?" Blaise asked Harry.

"The kindness is hard to refuse, so let's go." Harry stood up, put his unopened parchment roll on the table, and then whispered to Grindelwald, "Do you have money in your pocket? Lunch later The car comes over, buy what you want to eat, remember to pay, this is not Germany.”

Grindelwald waved his hand like a fly.

Slughorn was dressed up, and the free lunch was more delicious than the ones bought on the train, but Harry thought it had nothing to do with him, but he seemed to be invited again because of James and Lily?

...When the question came to him, Harry realized that it was not just because of James and Lily, but because of all his parents—Slughorn first greeted his parents, and then expressed his respect for Lily. After missing him, he emphasized James' ability, saying that he is an excellent Auror.

Harry nodded and smiled.

Slughorn then talks about Remus' growing business, and praises most of his chocolates and candies.

Harry was still smiling.

Then the foreshadowing was over, and he first said in surprise: "Oh, by the way, Harry, I remember Sirius Black is your godfather, right?" After Harry nodded for confirmation, the big man was drawn out, "His brother Ray Gulus Black is really capable, and it showed when he was in school! Oh, boy, did Regulus tell you that I taught him? I admired him then!"

"He doesn't tell me much about his school days," Harry said matter-of-factly. "It's usually Sirius who tells me."

"Sirius is also good, but it's a pity that I didn't teach him at the beginning... In addition, this kid is a little bit unwilling to make progress in the Ministry of Magic... Oh, little Malfoy, when I saw you, I thought of your father Lucius."

Harry couldn't help laughing until his stomach ached.

Time-wasting conversation After lunch the train was only half an hour away from the end.When Harry and Draco returned to the carriage, they found that Grindelwald had already changed into a black robe, and the pattern on the cuffs was very familiar.

"You..." When did you buy one for yourself?

Harry thought for a while, and finally met Grindelwald's gaze and changed his words: "... Help me get the robe out of the box?"

"Ah." Grindelwald said, "Because it's on top of my clothes. Pull it out together."

"……thanks."

Harry and Draco also changed into their robes.

Looking out of the window at this time, in the darkness of night, Hogwarts Castle, which seemed to be eternally bright, could already be seen.Grindelwald didn't say anything (like comparing Durmstrang and Hogwarts), but just sat there with a straight face, but it just gave Harry a kind of... near-hometown timidity a feeling of.

Or is it timid?

As he was thinking, the train jolted suddenly, and then, finally, with a final clang, it came to a complete stop.

"Are you going to take the carriage pulled by thestrals?" Grindelwald said suddenly.

Harry froze for a moment, exchanged glances with Draco, and said, "Yeah, that's right."

The author has something to say: Harry [serious face]: In fact, the two of us have always been tit for tat.

Draco [curved lips evil smile]: Needle ♂ sharp ♂ opposite ♂?

Harry [quickly shaking his head and waving his hands]: No, no, it's not a life-and-death kind of—

———Scattering flowers———

The progress of the main line of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​100%, and the next map - Half-Blood Prince -

The 5.24 dungeon is open, so stay tuned.

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Thank you for your long-term support and love!

Thanks to LisaEvaner, who is as prolific (?) as I am, for the second long review, it is really a clear analysis!Regarding Deha, what I consider most is age and the psychology of the two of them. 【In addition, I smell dog abuse between the lines in your words】

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☆, Journey III

Grindelwald's height above the altitude line and his outstanding temperament and appearance caused a little commotion at the station, and there were always people trying to get close to them when they were going to the carriage park - Draco squinted with indifference on his face, Harry didn't know whether it was better to be helpless or helpless - but fortunately the place was not very far, and it was finally quiet after getting in the car.

On the way to the castle, some Aurors could be seen walking up and down the road, looking serious, and Harry only spotted Tonks with bubblegum pink hair, popping his head out of the window to say hello briefly.

"In my opinion, the level of these Aurors is too average..." Grindelwald commented for a long time as the carriage moved slowly after bidding farewell to Tonks.

"If your reference is Professor Dumbledore..." Harry said, "then of course, even your comparison with him is...unknowable." He wisely changed the word, and then looked away "The professors in this castle are the most powerful fighting force among British wizards."

"Professor..." Grindelwald said with a sigh: "After all, the opponents are some demon kings in the world, and it is inevitable that you have to cultivate yourself to be invincible in order to deal with it."

Harry nodded in agreement, but didn't think he was talking about himself and Draco.

The carriage creaked, and finally stopped a few steps away from the gate of Hogwarts. Grindelwald raised his head slightly, looking at the wide open black iron gate and the tall, decorated on the top. The stone pillar of the winged boar, the introduction that Dumbledore gave him many years ago with a childish voice began to sound uncontrollably in his head.

Really... many years have passed...

Harry and Draco walked behind Grindelwald, watching his lonely and determined back walking on the road to the castle, watching him step up the steps, and the oak door slammed open in front of him.The lights of Hogwarts flickered in Grindelwald's apparently calm blue eyes as they looked at the wide flagstone-paved hall.Right now the space is quiet, like a person waiting, but it only takes one step and it becomes loud, brightly lit and full of laughter.

Grindelwald took this step.

Behind him were countless jumping, chattering students, and their vigorous vigor quickly filled the entire castle.Some anxious students ran up to Grindelwald and pushed open the door of the auditorium—the candles became brighter in an instant, under the dark sky—Grindelwald stood in front of the auditorium among the surging crowd , Looking at the owl with folded wings facing the door from a distance, behind it is a podium, and the white candles on both sides are burning like teardrops.

He knew that that person had been standing there for decades.

Filch poked around among the students with a spy device and confiscated them for a while before letting them in...

"Are you going to sit in Slytherin first?" Harry asked Grindelwald, "or do you want to sit on the teacher's bench now?"

Grindelwald looked back, glanced at Harry, and said, "Let's go together first."

Therefore, during the noisy time before the start of the school feast, all the girls in Slytherin looked at the same place, girls from other houses also looked back frequently, and some boys cast unbearable gazes—these Grindelwald He didn't care, he rested his elbows on the table, rested his chin with his palms, and was in a daze as if no one else was there, and he was even more focused on waiting—but he was sitting in a sea of ​​people with his back to the teacher's seat.

Although he would definitely find out if he wanted to, is Dumbledore expecting or deceiving himself?Do you believe that the evidence points to Grindelwald?Or do you just treat this as one of the many unrealistic ideas in your head?

Finally, while the students were chattering and waiting, most of the professors walked into the auditorium one after another and took their seats on the teacher's bench.Then Professor McGonagall came to the auditorium with a group of very immature little ghosts, put the sorting hat on the three-legged stool, and waited for the principal and the sorting ceremony-after 1 minute, Dumbledore, who was delayed by something, finally appeared, he Arrived a little late and walked in with a smile on his face.

The Sorting Hat sang another new song, Hagrid came in after the singing stopped and made a loud noise, he happened to interrupt Professor McGonagall calling the name of the first child, so it was after Professor McGonagall criticized With a little embarrassment under his eyes, he walked up to the teacher's seat.

Grindelwald is not interested in the branch, maybe a little bit about dinner, but far less interested than the students here (although the meals are indeed very rich).He filled his stomach with little interest, and poked the mint on the plate boredly until it disappeared with the plate, and the whole table was clean again—just like when he first sat here when.

Then, suddenly, the whole space fell silent for a split second, and the chatter and laughter echoing in the Great Hall died down almost immediately—he didn't have to look back to know it must be Dumbledore, and only him.

"Good evening everyone!"

Grindelwald tilted his head cautiously, and saw Dumbledore with a kind smile on his face (really like a grandpa, he thought in his heart), with open arms, as if to embrace the entire auditorium: "New students, welcome to enter ;Old classmates, welcome back to school! What awaits you is a new school year of magic education..."

"Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that students are absolutely prohibited from bringing any joke products purchased from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes this year." There was a continuous wailing sound from the teachers' seats, and Dumbledore was in this way In the wailing voice, he talked about the registration of Quidditch players and the registration of new game commentators, and then when he introduced the new professor, he finally motioned the students to be quiet, "We are very happy to welcome a new teacher this year. My teacher, Professor Slughorn, will be in charge of the Potions class."

"Although Professor Slughorn has been retired for many years, believe me, his bald head has no effect on his professional ability." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Okay, students, let's put our enthusiasm into practice at the same time." The applause goes to Snape, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, because Professor Slughorn is really not up to the task of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts."

The applause from the Slytherin table reached a new level.

Grindelwald doesn't care about "who is the potion professor" that the students care about, and he doesn't care about Slughorn and Snape, he is waiting for Dumbledore's next sentence—" At the same time, there is a professor who is different from others," Dumbledore looked at the empty chair placed at the end of the teacher's bench, scanned the audience with a little doubt, and said, "A professor from Communication professor in Durmstrang, I sincerely hope you will give him a warm welcome and learn something different from him..." He paused, "But, maybe he was delayed on the way?"

Just as Dumbledore's voice fell, all the students heard a very magnetic and pleasant male voice sounding in the direction of Slytherin: "Long time no see, Professor Dumbledore."

People turned their heads, looked sideways, and turned their gazes to where the sound came from, and saw a tall figure standing there, wearing a black robe embroidered with gold patterns.

The confused students looked at Grindelwald, then at Professor Dumbledore in the silver-white robe, and felt that the pattern on the sleeves of the man just now was exactly like Professor Dumbledore.

Whispering voices sounded, and people whispered why this communication professor was sitting at the Slytherin table; the clothes seemed to be a bit similar to those of Professor Dumbledore; he was so handsome...

Grindelwald stared closely at Dumbledore. Although the beard and glasses were well concealed, he could still see the surprise on Dumbledore's face, but he calmed down quickly, and within a few breaths, Dumbledore Lido had already reached out to Grindelwald, and made an invitation gesture: "Welcome Professor Grindelwald who came from afar—please come and sit here."

Grindelwald followed suit, stepped over the seat, took a few steps from the Slytherin table to the steps under the teacher's seat, and then sat in the seat at the far end.

After a few short seconds passed, the entire auditorium was filled with whispers from girls, they commented on Grindelwald's appearance, Grindelwald's figure, Grindelwald's handsome and charming appearance when he walked... The voice reached Dumbledore Lido stopped after speaking again, because he said: "Everyone in this auditorium knows that Voldemort and his entourage are making waves again, and their power is growing." Dumbledore looked around the entire silent auditorium, using the inner energy The stable voice of feeling said about Hogwarts and every professor's protection of students, "I think everyone will take these protections seriously, so for every hardworking Auror and professors , I require all students to strictly abide by every rule set by Hogwarts, attention is a must.” He emphasized, “I think everyone can understand our good intentions and strictly regulate ourselves, I implore you ——Whether on or off campus, as long as any abnormal or suspicious situation is found, it must be reported to the teaching staff immediately."

After saying these words, the expression on Dumbledore's face became relaxed again, and a kind smile appeared on his face again: "Okay, students, your warm and soft beds are waiting for you, take a good rest, and start tomorrow. Time for fun schoolwork - let's say 'good night', Doo Doo!"

All the Hogwarts students, who were full and full of crisis awareness and knew how to regulate their own behavior, stood up from their respective long tables and planned to go back to their rooms for a good sleep, but Dumbledore, who was watching their backs from the teacher's bench, was standing up. At this time, he said, "Mr. Potter, can you stay here for a while?"

Harry pulled Draco to stop as he said.Some people turned their heads and cast curious glances at Harry, while Harry watched the people around him go away in silence—until there were only four people left in the huge space.

Harry, Draco; Dumbledore, Grindelwald.

"I think I need to know the cause and effect." Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald, who was sitting on the chair as if nothing had happened, and then looked straight at Harry with a slightly sharper gaze.

Harry walked up to them, and sat down on a long table, facing Dumbledore.

"As you guessed it, Professor," he said, his eyes open.

The author has something to say: The plot of "Half-Blood Prince" begins.

Everything will change drastically here?Or will it eventually go to the established history?

- This is the preparation behind the curtain

——Some are dormant, some are hiding, some are walking on the verge of curse and death...but all of them are trying their best to risk their lives!

——Just wait for the final battle to kick off and end everything.

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Posting today seems like a dog brought _(:з」∠)_ I don’t know if something is going to happen?

☆, travel IV

With a slight wave of Dumbledore's hand, the doors of the Great Hall slammed shut, and, Harry thought, George and Fred couldn't even hear a sound from inside.

"I guessed it?" Dumbledore asked back, "No matter what I guessed, you should tell the person concerned about these things."

"Tell me what?" Harry scratched his head in doubt. "I told Mr. Grindelwald all the risks. He expressed his willingness to try the magic circle and he feels pretty good now."

Grindelwald sat there and nodded as if nothing happened.

Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald, but the next second he retracted his gaze as if on fire... The man's appearance, his side face, eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with haze, but the sun could break through the clouds at any time Expressions... are like a door, and memories are like a Pandora's box that has been opened again. He has kept hope inside for decades, but now someone wants to release it.

"Communication teacher in Durmstrang..."

"I have to remind you that it is a friendly treaty that you enthusiastically agreed to." Grindelwald, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.But Dumbledore obviously didn't intend to spend more time on this issue, let alone waste time with Grindelwald.

His attitude was very tough: "Harry, I don't care what you know and what you plan to do, but this is my private matter and I will handle it myself."

"I don't really know anything," said Harry, his attitude was another kind of force, "maybe just know a life and lies of Dumbledore that Rita Skeeter will never have the chance to tell again, it's not Important—the important thing is that I did not interfere in your private affairs, I found the Dark Lord, oh no, it was the former Dark Lord, I did it for my plan, we just reached a mutually beneficial and win-win cooperation."

"I confessed my plan to you." Harry looked at Dumbledore, their eyes were deeper than usual under this light and under such a situation, "Grindelwald is the one who was blinded by Voldemort's eyes." The hand, the hand that broke his limbs."

"As soon as the time comes."

Dumbledore looked at Harry, there were only a few steps between the eyes, and the air filled in this short distance seemed to be the best conveyer of emotions—Harry looked at Dumbledore's eyes and felt that they had The penetrating gaze sees through him completely—whether it's his appearance or his hidden things.

Those eyes are different from his, they are no longer full of vigor and always ready to go, but full of wisdom, composure, calmness that only time can give... These things grow more and more lush with the passage of time like trees , the roots are deeply tattooed in the corners of his eyes, his forehead...

Harry sighed.

This is time, the greatest magic in the world; it always seems to have enough, and it never seems to be enough.

"I think that everything I do now has been carefully considered." The sigh and the steady step by step seemed to have given Harry courage. He relaxed and frankly looked into the depths of Dumbledore's eyes, and let the other party look into his eyes... …

Harry could clearly feel that Dumbledore was angry, and even though the traces of anger could not erode his self-control and reason, the frost had already covered every expression on his face.Without a smile, his face was even a little scary, but his eyes were still as wide and clear as the sky.

Every wrinkle on that old face was filled with cold anger.A power radiated from Dumbledore, as if he were burning with heat.

Grindelwald, who seemed to stay out of it but had been watching closely, changed his expression slightly, and said softly to Harry, "Oh, boy, you really pissed him off."

Although (haven't seen) Dumbledore's anger should be terrible, but Draco felt that Harry didn't feel any fear or worry at all. He sat on the table, although his behavior was bad, but his sitting posture was handsome, and he was still so magnanimous and relaxed. .

"Professor, everything I do has been carefully considered. This sentence can also be understood in this way. I don't think what I do is wrong." Harry looked at Dumbledore with a gentle attitude, but he did not back down at all. "As you once said, it is easy for people to forgive others for their mistakes, but it is difficult to forgive others for their rightness. Isn't the reason why you are so angry because you think I have done the right thing that you want to do but are afraid to do?"

"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore roared Harry's name like a lion deterring the enemy, but Harry remained unmoved and said his thoughts firmly: "Professor, I understand you, I I even dare to say that I am one of the people who understand you best in this world... I was even cultivated and brought up by you."

Dumbledore was silent, he couldn't deny Harry's words, even if he had never seriously taught him in his life - but things happened, they happened.

Harry sensed Dumbledore's softening, and decisively shifted the direction of the attack: "You are no longer young, Professor, you are getting old, I can see that you are not like last year...you are hurt, and you are not the same. Really old."

"Death doesn't come suddenly, but takes your life force with every breath... Who knows if your today is the last day of your life? Who knows if it's his last day... And why? Punish you for a lifetime with a little mistake when you were young, if...she doesn't want to see you like this."

"Stop it." Dumbledore said coldly, but his eyebrows that should have been written unmoved were struggling.

"You loved him as he loved you...you never stopped loving him as he never stopped loving you...didn't you go to Nurmengard after you left Hogwarts twice? Because you You're not in England, so the whole wizarding world can't find you—" Harry felt a warm liquid gradually turning cold as it passed across his cheeks, "young people don't know what old people think Yeah, don't know how they feel either...yes I'm 17 no matter what, I don't know what great ideas are going on in your great head right now, but you said that if older people It would be a big mistake to forget what it was like to be young."

"You're so wrong, Professor." Harry stated, "Your life is only so long, and half of it has been a hundred years or so, people are praising your achievements and lamenting your greatness until you die Many, many years later, your name will be written in the history of the entire wizarding world, but so what? Is it these years that you really cherish and be happy in your life?"

"There will never be that book in this world, and no one will ever know the story of you and him—Grandma Bagshot knows you, but that's all you are, no matter what the story is, it's just an old lady with many memories in her long life a bit of it."

"But that doesn't matter, no one lives for others."

"Give yourself a chance to face your heart honestly." Harry put his hand on his heart and looked at Dumbledore firmly. "If you ask it, it will give you an answer without deception."

"The answer to your heart."

Dumbledore closed his eyes and buried his face in his long-fingered hands.Harry stared at him, which was unnatural, but whether it was exhaustion, or pain, or any other emotion...

"I should really treat you as an adult...Harry." Dumbledore's voice was hoarse, and at this moment, everyone here could feel the struggle in his voice...

Harry looked at Grindelwald, then at Draco...

"Let me tell you about what happened before and after we went to Germany." Harry said in a relaxed tone, and even before he got a reply from Dumbledore, he started looking for maps and plane tickets, chatting for a long time, Talk about the wine in Berlin and the sausage in Berlin, also talk about the scenery of Berlin, those scenic spots... and the desolation outside Nurmengard, the towering lonely stone tower... Draco accidentally inserted a sentence or two...

Grindelwald remembered something Harry had said to him that day.

——Go back to him, he only has you.

—He and you...

——No, he doesn't have me, he only has you.

"Professor, who has no lies in his life, who didn't have blood rushing in his chest when he was young, you just love him, loved him back then, and still love him now." Harry said softly, his voice was as soft as The sleep talk of a sleeping person—but some people in this world can only express their true thoughts in their dreams, and see what they really want in their dreams.

"Don't worry about the future. I used some methods to make the Dark Lord rest in Nurmengard. The same method can make the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Voldemort's most feared opponent, fall straight from the observatory-but Abu Si Dumbledore no."

——I have some ways to make the Dark Lord rest here, but Getler Grindelwald does not.

Grindelwald thought he knew what Harry was going to say next, so he laughed softly, uncontrollably.

"I hope that after you have wasted a hundred years, you can give each other a little more time..."

"As much magic power as there is, you can stay with me for as long as possible."

The empty auditorium fell into silence as if no one was there—Harry looked at Dumbledore, then at Grindelwald, and pulled Draco's wrist with great interest to pretend to be panicked, He deliberately said loudly: "Merlin, it's so late, I haven't packed my suitcase yet! After taking a shower, it won't be late at night, and I have class tomorrow—"

Draco laughed silently.

"Then let's go back to sleep