【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

Newt Scamander still had the same reserved look, as if there was always a dragon watching behind him-in fact, maybe he would be more relaxed with the dragon.Albus poured him a cup of tea, and let a saucer of milk fall onto the table.

"Except for this one in my hand, the other teaspoons are hidden." He winked and said with a smile.

The tip of Newt's nose was bright red, "Oh, thank you." He showed surprise, "Do you know the habit of sniffing?"

"A little textbook knowledge," said Albus, stirring his cup of black tea. "Has work been going well recently?"

"It's boring...it's almost the same as before." The young man lowered his head in frustration, and the snuffling in his arms raised his head, chirping, as if to comfort him, "Thank you, I know—well, I'm most afraid of sitting in an office But my family... especially my brother, they think the Ministry of Magic work is the best job in the world. Merlin, two Sickles a week! I can't afford to keep my animals..."

Newt's boggart is a desk full of papers, and that never changes. "You can bide your time and save enough money to travel around the world," suggested Albus. "Collect information on Fantastic Beasts, publish a book or something, and I think you'll be popular. People know very little about Fantastic Beasts, And there's a lot of prejudice."

"Yes, that's it." Newt said gratefully, "You're right, Professor, that's exactly what I mean. I've already collected some information about magical animals in Britain. If I can really publish a book about magical animals in the future Animal book, will you write me a preface?"

"Of course, I'm honored," said Albus, who enjoyed chatting with Newt, the sincere young man who always made him feel genuinely happy.A Bowtruckle emerged from Newt's pocket and eyed the strange red-haired man timidly. "This is Picot," Newt introduced. "It's very sticky. You can hold out your hand, and maybe it will go up."

Albus held out his left hand, and Picot put a tentative leg on the palm of his hand, and it eventually slipped back into Newt's pocket. "I'm here, first of all... no, I've already asked you for a preface, so it should be the second thing." Newt scratched his hair, "Professor, Mr. Grindelwald backed away softly, you know what happened What's the matter?"

With a "snap", the teaspoon in Albus' hand fell to the ground, "Sorry," he picked up the silver teaspoon, and poked his head eagerly, "He doesn't want house-elves anymore? I don't know... he Didn't tell me, I don't know very well."

"He had a clerk take the softie back to the office, and he didn't show up, so he wrote a note." Newt pulled a crumpled piece of parchment from his pocket, and handed it to Albus, "the softie Ruan couldn't accept being sent back, crying and screaming in the office, banging her head on the floor. It's not fair, professor, Ruan is a hardworking elf, she is the best... Her last owner was terrible, I would have I thought that Mr. Grindelwald was your friend, and he must be a gentle gentleman, so I arranged for Ruan Ruan to serve at his house. Unexpectedly." He shrugged his shoulders as he said, "He is a bit scary, his eyes are like knives. Maybe it's me Offended him, you know, I've always made people uncomfortable..."

"Nothing of the sort, you're a nice person... a lot of people like you, and so do I." Albus opened the note, trying to keep his fingers and voice steady.It was Gellert's handwriting, and he had hundreds of letters from them in his drawer.There were only two lines of words on the note: "Because of the job transfer, I will no longer be permanently stationed in the UK, so I will return home to raise the elves, and I hope they will be reassigned." Then there is a signature.He read these two sentences over and over countless times, until Newt's voice sounded, "Professor?"

"Oh, Newt." Albus forced a smile, "It seems that Mr. Grindelwald is going to be promoted. I've heard rumors that many Prussian wizards support him, hoping that he can be promoted to the vice chairman or the leader of the diplomatic department. This is a good thing." He said, his tongue was so numb, "You can comfort Ruanrou, can't you? She is a wonderful elf, and the cookies are delicious. And..." He froze for a few seconds ,"that's all."

"You don't look well." Newt tilted his head in confusion, "Very pale, do you have a cold?"

"Yes, yes, I forgot to close the window when I went to bed yesterday. The wind at Hogwarts is already chilling." He must have lost his composure, and Albus hastily covered it up. , no problem, Newt. Anything else?"

Newt looked at Albus without blinking.Although this Hufflepuff graduate is considered "slow and inflexible" in the eyes of many people, Albus knows his students well and knows that Newt is actually surprisingly careful. "I'm really fine," he said, "well, I'm sorry, I'm busy...I didn't sleep well yesterday, and during the day, I had an argument with a friend, so—"

"Is that Grindelwald?" Newt said suddenly.

"What?" Albus' eyes widened in astonishment, "Why—"

"Mr. Grindelwald is a stubborn man," Newt said earnestly. "He's unreasonable. If a gentleman like you gets into an argument with him, he won't get the upper hand."

Albus smiled. "No, it's my problem. Have some tea," he let the teapot fill Newt's empty cup. "Forget about him, and talk about you. You have something on your mind."

The tip of Newt's nose turned redder, and he swayed uneasily.Pickett poked his head out of his pocket and squeaked. "I'm sorry, you go to bed." He muttered in a low voice, "Yes, I... don't know why, I have become very strange. But I dare not tell my family, my brother will definitely scold me, Say I'm not doing my job properly, or take me to St. Mungo's and let the therapist see if my brain has been bitten by a magical animal—" The young man lowered his head, "I can't calm down, Professor."

Albus almost guessed the answer to the question, "Then what are you thinking?"

"I'm all alone," Newt said, shy but blunt. "I see her all the time, the way she smiles. I met her on a trip to America, and she's an American pride." Lo... her feet are surprisingly narrow. Her eyes are like a flame in water, so beautiful..."

"You're in love with her," said Albus softly.