【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Gellert grabbed the parchment and revised it, crossing out a word.He scratched his head, his rich blond hair falling in curls. "Which conjugation should be used?—Dictionaries come!"

The group of goblins in the garden moved back for the fourth time, probably out of revenge. Even the holly was brutally murdered, and the ground was full of broken branches and leaves.Gellert convinced himself that the problem should be solved at the source.He also wondered why no wizard had invented an effective spell to banish goblins. "Damn." He squirmed his lips.It would be a good idea to burn the limbed potatoes to ashes with Fiendfire, but he wasn't sure Bagshot would find out.In fact, it's not a big deal to be discovered, because his aunt has been muttering for a week, complaining that he always sits up and reads, "I don't look like a 16-year-old boy, like an old man."

"Actually, I am 110 years old." Gellert said calmly, "Reading is good for the physical and mental health of the elderly, and it can effectively prevent people from becoming old and confused."

"You need to go out for a walk, visit the neighbors, and walk around town." Bagshot suggested enthusiastically, obviously thinking that Gellert was joking. "There's a party tonight, honey, don't you want to go dancing?"

"I'd rather curse people's dancing shoes."

"Gellert!"

"Well, Auntie, I don't want to dance. Dancing is a waste of life, and you don't want to know what the Viennese nobles do at the ball," Gellert said, flipping through the dictionary. "They mess around in the changing room, and sometimes— —”

"Okay, okay, I know you don't want to go." Bagshot let another dictionary fly to the desk, "Look at this one, the page numbers in that one are often messed up - those guys, relying on what their ancestors left Gold, you don't have any brains in your head. But how could they let a child like you see it! For Merlin's sake, it's too much..."

Gellert couldn't find a suitable transposition method in the end, so he planned to try every kind.The goblins were gnawing at the roots of the vines outside the window, tearing off the branches and leaves as if venting their anger.At this time, he thought of the genius on the opposite side, they had invented and improved many spells before.Albus spoke Latin so fluently that he could go directly to the seminary in Rome. "Shouldn't blow up the house," Gellert said, picking up his wand. "Okay, three—"

Obviously, the first attempt failed.The goblin flew out head first, and came back cursing within 5 minutes.Gellert wasted the afternoon, two goblins limped, three smashed their heads, and a few appeared to have broken bones in some places.But they showed tenacious endurance, taking the risk of being blown away, getting into the fence and intensifying the damage to plants.After dinner, Gellert climbed onto the roof and stared at the stars in a daze.A billywig buzzed and circled, perhaps having escaped from some Australian wizard's luggage.The bug's stinger is one of the ingredients for sizzling bees. Gellert stunned it with his wand, held it in his hand and studied it, then shook his head and threw it into the burrowing pear-shaped beech tree. bird's nest.

The starry sky turned slowly, and the big Mars was shining red.He was born with the gift of prophecy, and he didn't need to learn it the day after tomorrow.Gellert was distracted and tried to make another prophecy, but out of the white mist in front of his eyes, it was Albus Dumbledore's face, speaking to someone tenderly. "Brilliant," Gellert said dryly to himself, "maybe I can change my ways and open a fortune-telling shop in Berlin." Sir, you will marry a brown-haired man and have three children, two A boy, a girl. Two Galleons.'—I'll make a fortune."

At nine o'clock Bagshot called him once. "I don't eat late at night," Gellert said, "I'm cool here, no bugs, thanks, good night!" Then he continued to lie on the roof, thinking about the future direction.To be the Dark Lord of Europe again?Do it now, kill Gregorovich and take the Elder Wand, then go to that Gaunt's house... No, he can go to the Gaunt's house first, the descendants of Slytherin are not much different from Squibs in terms of ability, three One Avada Kedavra can have peace of mind.But so what?He squatted in a single cell for half a century, enough to reflect on the sins of the first half of his life. "But I can't be a good man." The shooting star passed by, the cool breeze was blowing, and the lights in Dumbledore's house were extinguished, "...A good man in the traditional sense, St. Gellert? Come on," he sat up, " Then I might as well be a drunken old madman, drink two bottles of vodka in the cold of January, and then jump into the Dnieper River and finish it all."

Just thinking about it like this, shooting flying insects with a magic wand to pass the time, I don't know how long it took, the whole valley fell into a peaceful sleep.Gellert yawned, staring blankly at Albus' window in the starlight.How many times has he climbed over the fence, climbed onto the window sill, and knocked on the upper left glass with a smirk!He enjoyed admiring the surprised and delighted look of his redheaded lover. "I do hope you've read Shakespeare."

"He who has never been hurt will laugh at the scars on others. Whisper! What is that light in the window over there? That is the East..." Gellert sighed, and was about to sneak back into the bedroom when a scream suddenly cut through night sky.

It's Arianna, the crazy girl.Is she in danger?In that house?Gellert subconsciously grabbed his wand, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the middle of the living room after a 100-year absence.Ariana was leaning against the stairs, under the dim light, a huge black cat with bloody eyes, hissing and arching its back, stepped forward step by step——

"Mei, Merlin!" The girl covered her face, her body was stiff, "Albus, brother—"

Gellert realizes he's Apparating, middle of the night, neighbor's living room, luckily he has a good excuse, "Get out!" He threatens the black cat, turns to block Ariana, raises his wand, ready to cast the expulsion spell .The black cat stopped, and its body grew rapidly and elongated, becoming a human.The man was thin and tall, with loose red hair, expressionless face, and blood soaked all over his body. "It's deformed!" Ariana screamed, "It—"

"Boggart," Gellert said at the same time as someone else.

Albus!Gellert didn't look back, the hand holding his wand trembled slightly, "Funny funny.

The Boggart dissipated in a puff of smoke.He turned around, and Albus put his arms around the crying Ariana, his eyes were amazingly bright in the darkness, "Thank you...Mr. Grindelwald."