【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Getler was lying on his back on the roof, where he had been for several hours.He needs to be clean.In the afternoon, he left that crazy girl behind and hid here to finish reading the book.That book made the same point as the church pamphlet, only disguised in richer rhetoric.He learned about the role of pheromones, which sounded like amazing love potions.If Bagshot's premonition comes true and he differentiates into an alpha, he must always be careful not to be attracted to an omega who is in heat—the word is usually replaced by the respectable "heat"—or he may end up in dizzy lust. Controlled crime, forced to father the baby after ten months.The Dark Lord had never experienced what it was like to be a father. Although it was rumored that he had hundreds of illegitimate children, he never thought of breaking the blood oath.The delicate silver bottle bound him to Albus Dumbledore for life.The headmaster of Hogwarts, a famous scholar, a hero of the Second World War, the greatest white wizard... With his halo, he must have many suitors, but he has never been married, and he has never even had a lover.

It's not worth it.Gellert used the book as a pillow, lay down and stared at Liu Yun in a daze.Albus had finally run out of love for him, he was pretty sure.He doesn't even have any feelings for him.The last time they met was in Nuremberg.Albus appeared as a witness and read his testimony.His body was trembling slightly, perhaps caused by the injury in the duel.He's the winner, but hurts more than his opponent.He made clever use of the blood oath—the unbreakable oath—and Gellert still wants to applaud him to this day.The White Wizard can win either way: either die together, and he takes the Dark Lord to hell; or Grindelwald throws in the towel and spares each other their lives.The outcome of this duel was doomed from the very beginning.The moment he threw down the Elder Wand and surrendered, Albus was covered in blood, the spell backfired, and he was almost killed by the spell he cast.

"...to jail." The book was so hard that Gellert threw it away.He saw Ariana coming home sadly, stepping on the daffodils by the steps.After a while, Aberforth appeared on the side of the road with a flock of sheep—an idiot he would never forgive in his next life, who only had eyes for himself and that crazy sister.He bosses his brother around and is jealous of his genius and wisdom.But "this" Ariana wasn't crazy, she was overly healthy. "This" Aberforth was kind enough to his brother, too.Gellert was lazily grabbing a small stone when some feral pigeons came and pecked at the grass grains on the roof.He put his hand down, and not long after, the door of the stone house opened again, and Albus Dumbledore came out, crossing the path, carrying something in his hand, probably food.Last time it was finger biscuits with way too much sugar.They exchanged animagus opinions, and Gellert was amazed that his quiet neighbor had such a bright head.

"A—" Gellert moved his lips.The Albus in this world is subtly different from that Albus, his face is softer, and he considers "stability and time" more when he chooses to work—"He is an omega, and he always considers his family." Ba Saudi explained that if you want to be the Minister of Magic, entering the Law Enforcement Department is the best way to get promoted.Maybe he was dragged down by gender, Gellert saw the red-haired figure back on the road, lingering by the fence.He imagined what Albus would look like pregnant: a swollen belly, looser robes, a rounder face... The prophecy reappeared before him - Albus in a white dressing gown, smiling at someone in the void, Give each other a kiss. "It's a good thing my brother doesn't like you." Arianna's sweet voice echoed in his ears, and Gellert suddenly couldn't control his nausea and anger, and he disapparated.

Ariana kept her promise and stayed at home obediently for the next few days, and did not go to Bagshot's house to talk to "Mr. Germany".She began previewing the fourth year textbook under Albus' tutelage, and also supervised Aberforth's vacation paper on History of Magic. "I don't understand," screamed Aberforth, holding his head, "how Bagshot could write such, such a boring book?"

"Maybe she thought it was funny," Ariana said, yawning a little.In fact, she too found A History of Magic long and boring.Who cares about goblin uprisings and centaur wars?There are also various treaties with similar names, which are often signed at similar times and have similar contents. "It can't be helped, it's homework." She said with an air of pretense, "Finish, Aberforth, maybe Albus will bring us ice cream today."

"No, he doesn't get paid every day," said Aberforth gloomily, crumpling up the parchment and throwing it in the trash. "I declare that I hate A History of Magic."

"This morning, when you went to herd the sheep, Bagshot came to bring us biscuits." Arianna kicked the stool idly, and the stool moved away in dissatisfaction. "She asked me, why didn't you go to play? I said, because We didn't finish our homework. Does it mean you don't have to do your homework if you're fired?"

"Sure. It's hard to find a job when you're fired, though."

"So her grandnephew can only stay in the attic of her house and use stones to break the divination bird's nest."

"Let those auroras die!" Aberforth scratched at his hair. "I'm sick of them screaming all day long."

The call of the Bu bird may indicate something.In the afternoon, the heavy rain came suddenly, and in the evening it turned to light rain, pattering, and there was no sign of clearing up after the rain.Albus was pale when he stepped out of the fireplace, his red hair stuck to his brow, and he went for a shower, looking even more tired as a result.

"You go to sleep," Ariana whispered, "don't tell me stories."

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well today." Apologetically, Albus kissed his sister's cheek.The girl looked at him worriedly, "Brother, are you sick?"

"It's not sick, it's just uncomfortable," said Albus.The sticky feeling was like rain, and he couldn't straighten up under the pressure.Every few months, he would come here once, like a blood curse that could not be lifted.He went back to his room, boiled himself a potion and poured it down.The windows diagonally opposite were pitch-black, with no lights on.A strange feeling came over him, he had no time to think about Gellert Grindelwald, he just wanted to lie down and sleep.

"Albus, you wouldn't live without 'that', would you?" The blond boy showed a smiling face, his body was too close, making people flustered, "it's 'that'."

"Excuse me, 'that'?" Albus knew he must be blushing. "Please make it clear."

Gellert made an obscene gesture, "Have you never been in a relationship?"

"No," Albus hastily denied, "I don't have time, and besides—"

"You're such a good boy." Gellert gestured with his fingers, and suddenly narrowed his eyes. "You know, there are more boys than girls in Durmstrang."

"I heard a little bit." Albus felt his heart pounding, "Hogwarts has about the same number of boys and girls, in fact—"

Gellert interrupted him again, "Because there are a lot of boys, and they are just stupid. When they grow up to a certain age, their minds are full of nothing but sex//intercourse." He actually said directly "Sex//Intercourse "this phrase!Albus smiled in surprise, "Gellert, you're being too blunt."

"Their actions are much more straightforward than my words." Gellert grabbed his hand. "When I first entered the school, I was 11 years old, and I was a little boy. Without boasting, I was a beautiful boy— — some upperclass idiot just wanted to do something to me. It was my second day at school, and a half-giant-like idiot caught me after class and tried to shove me into the bathroom. And then,” he reveals With a bright smile, "I didn't even use a wand, and I just blew off half of his ear."