【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Gellert Grindelwald -

It is no longer the polite and cold English spelling of "Mr. Grindelwald", but the correct and standard German pronunciation rules. "Can you pronounce my last name that way?" he had corrected politely. "It's a v, not a u."

The red-haired youth apologized shyly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Grindelwald."

"Forget it, you can still call me Gellert, Mr. Dumbledore."

"Then you call me Albus - please," added hastily, how polite he was!The way an English gentleman should be, prim and charming.

……

"Gellert, put down your wand." The second time, the voice was shaking.Gellert's wand fell to the floor, and he felt something crack inside him, his lips moved, and the sound he made didn't sound like his own, but that of a stranger possessed by a ghost.

"Albus, I didn't do it. You can ask them." He didn't pick up his wand, but raised his hand above his head, "Arianna, tell him what I did."

Arianna's face was pale, like a ghost at night when the lights were not lit.She was holding Aberforth—his hair disheveled, his arm dislocated, his nose bleeding profusely, half his face swollen, and his body still dangling from ropes that hadn't been fully untied.The girl looked at her older brother, her eyes flickering, and she turned her head stiffly to look at Gellert again.

"Speak!" Gellert growled, his vest still pressed against his wand, "Arianna, tell him! Tell your brother!"

"I..." Ariana's and Albus's similar blue eyes froze, as if seeing a boggart, a black cat with its eyes gouged out, arching its back and neighing at her in the dark.Her throat was choked by fear, and she could only let out a few weird murmurs.

"I'm so disappointed," said Albus bitterly, "I didn't expect, it was really you, it was really you, Gellert—you—I thought you'd fix it, just a little bit! I heard them say... I thought you repented in the end! Really repented!"

"I didn't hit them," Gellert raised his arms and eagerly defended himself, but his tone sounded extremely flat. He didn't know why, but there was a monster roaring and shouting, almost breaking through his mind and body, "Listen I said, I saved 'em. They sneak off to dance, and—"

"Get out." Albus' voice trembled even more.

"I saved them, they were surrounded by four Muggles." Gellert turned slowly, "behind the church—"

He froze.Albus behind him was trembling, and his wand was pointed at his heart.Cold anger swept over the red-haired wizard. Although his face was expressionless, his blue eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger and despair.

This is what Albus Dumbledore looked like in the arena in 1945.

"Please - get out," said Albus, sweat running down his temples, and he looked as if he could barely hold his legs. "Get out of my house… get out. Grindelwald, don't make me say that again."

Gellert nodded mechanically. "Okay." Instead of picking up the wand, he ignored it as if it were real wood.The overturned table hit his leg hard, and he staggered.

"Are you... Albus?" He hunched over, leaning on that leg, and murmured, as if talking to himself.

"Yes, I am." The man gritted his teeth and said.

"Do you remember? The old days—"

"Yes, I remember, all of them."

As Gellert stepped forward, the table exploded, sending splinters flying in all directions, and almost at the same time, the glass window shattered, sending shards across his face.The monster rushed out... He couldn't feel the pain, and walked numbly across the path and into the living room of his aunt's house.The glass there was shattered all over the floor, Bagshot stared at him in surprise, "Gellert—"

"Auntie, I want to go home." Gellert lost his mind, "I want to go back."

"I'll get you a portkey," said Bagshot hesitantly. "You'll be gone tomorrow morning, won't you? But..."

Gellert collapsed on the shards of glass, eyes open.The moon has risen, behind the mountains.His sun was extinguished, and darkness fell upon the land.He looked up in the dark night, hoping for the angel of light; he heard the crisp collision of sleigh bells, echoing on the ice field.

"Why, are there no roses here?" said Gerda.

So she jumped into the middle of a bed of flowers, and searched and searched, but could not find any.Here she was sitting on the ground and weeping, and her hot tears fell on the spot where a rose had sunk.When the tears had wetted the rose-flower, the rose rose up at once, and bloomed as richly as it had fallen into the earth.Gerda hugged the rose and kissed it, so she thought of the beautiful roses at home, and at the same time thought of little Kay.

"Oh, how much time I've wasted!"

He is awakened by the sun and the sweet smell of honey.That fragrance, like a gentle hand, caressed his body.Gellert opened his sore eyelids and found himself sleeping peacefully on the bed in the room on the second floor.The windows are half open, the wind blows the curtains.He seems to have forgotten something very important.

Touched the heart, still beating. "Damn it," he muttered, throwing off the floral quilt and slipping his feet into slippers.Someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Gellert said, his voice startlingly hoarse.He ran through his hair a few times, and the blond locks fell to his shoulders, and he decided to cut them off later.

Bagshot opened the door cautiously, but he couldn't hide his joy, "Oh, thank God, thank Merlin, I thought you were going to sleep a little longer—come on, honey, go down and eat something. You slept For three full days, the therapist said that this is normal, so I didn't wake you up. But people can't do without food, I originally planned that if you don't wake up again, you-"

"Why am I not dead yet?" Gellert sighed from the bottom of his heart, "I hate Merlin, and God, I hate God."

"Don't talk nonsense, Merlin bless you!" Bagshot beamed, "By the way, you don't know yet. God, you were so scary that night. You shattered a street of glass. It's easy to do this when you divide, magic power Riot. I have already written to your uncle, and it is estimated that he should receive it by now. Congratulations, my child, the Grindelwald family has a top alpha, and your uncle should be so happy that he passed out—"

"Alpha?" Gellert frowned. "It doesn't matter." His heart was still beating vigorously, but he couldn't feel it.His heart had been ripped out, and there was only a huge hole where the cold wind was blowing.

"You should be happy about this." Bagshot took out a glass bottle, "Drink it, your pheromones - it's amazing, you scared Albus, luckily he's still in good health, a normal The omega, probably fainted on the spot! Ariana lost her voice for two days. You woke up, I have to tell them the good news. Albus said he misunderstood you, so guilty. You can't expect an omega to You can still keep calm in that kind of situation... To be honest, even I was so scared that my legs were weak, I have lived at such a young age, and I have never seen such a terrifying outbreak..."

Gellert drank the medicine, followed Bagshot's advice, and took a shower.Albus, Albus, his heart is filled with the word, Albus, water on his face, Albus...

After tidying up, Gellert walked downstairs on weak legs.He could smell Bagshot's cooking, but the smell of food could not mask the strange sweetness of honey.He soon found out why: Albus was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his hands resting quietly on his lap.Beside him sat Arianna and Aberforth.The three of them turned to him together, and Albus's long, thin fingers jerked and he stood up slowly.

"Gellert."