【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

The sun is up, a brand new day in the Scottish Highlands.

The shadows of the trees were whirling, and there were occasional strange calls from outside the window, obviously coming from naughty students. "Professor Dumbledore insists that you must stay at Hogwarts for treatment," Abernathy said respectfully, "for the sake of your health, he did not hesitate to quarrel with the deputy minister...his German is extremely fluent , is impressive. You know that your injury was entirely caused by the British Ministry of Magic's negligence, which is a serious diplomatic incident. Prussia hopes that you can return to Berlin, which is inevitable. But Professor Dumbledore suggested that you He was seriously injured and poisoned, and needed the tears of the phoenix as medicine—there is actually a phoenix in this world! It’s amazing..."

Gellert was half-lying and half-sitting, with his back leaning on a pile of cushions, and Phoenix Fox was leaning against his hand.Due to his agitated behavior in the early morning, certain bones had shifted from their original positions.Abernathy held up a newspaper and placed it in front of his boss, the freshly published Berlin Zehnder Zeitung.Under the huge cursive letters on the front page, there is a photo: Albus is in the middle, holding a person in his arms-perhaps more like a corpse; several officials are waving hats, their faces are distorted, and they are divided into two factions They scolded each other fiercely. "It's very artistic." Gellert commented, "This reporter should be given ten Galleons."

Abernathy touched his face, the poor young man's face was full of scratches, "When Professor Dumbledore brought you back, it was just like in the photo. You were covered in blood and dying. During the argument, the professor Leaving your noble head in his lap for about... half an hour, I guess. Chaos, sir, quarreling. The undersecretary asked Professor Dumbledore why he prevented you from going back to Prussia, and he wasn't Your brother. The professor replied—”

Gellert looked away, "What did he say?"

"He said, 'We're closer than brothers,'" Abernathy said in a huff, as if letting go of a stone in his chest. "The Deputy Secretary is pissed off."

"Idiot," Gellert said, flexing the fingers of his left hand. "Closer Than Brothers"!These words made his mood soar into the sky, and fell back to the ground not long after.A few hours ago, he finally heard the word "love" from Albus's mouth, and before he had time to ask, the Prussian fools led the reporter to shatter the atmosphere that was finally brewing.Albus immediately returned to "normal", leaving Fawkes behind while he himself exited the ward.Gellert was pushed back to the hospital bed by the therapist, and was forced to pose for the honor and to be photographed.Resisting the urge to summon Fiendfyre, he accepted three golden medals and a long and insipid tribute—complete nonsense, formality, and lack of style.The reporters in Berlin, Geneva and Vienna had never seen the real phoenix, and were very pleasantly surprised. Fox also showed a good sense of the camera, leaning on Gellert's lap, letting the spotlight flash again and again.It is believed that these photos will appear on the dining table in Prussia as soon as tonight—or tomorrow morning at the latest—to be judged by curious wizards.

"You've been hailed as a living Siegfried," said Abernathy. "Would you like to hear it? It's a brilliant report—"

"Siegfried in this world? That's really auspicious." Gellert said sarcastically, "I should always keep an eye on my shoulder... oh," he glanced at the wound on his shoulder, "and kill all A guy named Hagen."

Abernathy scratched his chin in embarrassment.Gellert glanced at his subordinates. "This has nothing to do with you—you're hardworking and smart. Alright," he cleared his throat, "give me paper and pen."

Gellert could only hold the pen with his left hand because of a huge cut on the back of his right hand.Fortunately, this does not trouble him, he can also use his left hand to write, but the handwriting is slightly different.Then he rolled the parchment and whispered to Fawkes, "Bring it to him."

Albus had showered and changed into new robes.He hesitated for a moment when choosing the robe, and finally chose purple.There was a large stack of test papers on the desk. He lined up the papers and jumped into the briefcase. After thinking for a few seconds, he walked to the wall and knocked on the empty picture frame.

Soon, Ariana's figure appeared, "Albus!" She was still holding a spatula in her hand, "Send the great hero away?"

"He can't leave Hogwarts now," Albus pursed his lips, feeling the heat on his face subside a little, "he has broken too many bones...The manticore is a powerful magical animal, before Few wizards can-"

"Gellert Grindelwald is omnipotent." Ariana squeezed her eyes narrowly, "However, to be honest, even if he didn't lose half of his hair, he would find various reasons to stay at Hogwarts. Isn't it?"

"He's here to perform official duties." Albus defended, and he knew how feeble his excuse was, but he still insisted on saying, "The three-final match selected a kid from Prussia as a player. For the Foreign Office—”

"You're blushing," Arianna said with a burst of blood. "Is the bath water too hot?"

Albus was silent, looking down and twiddling his thumb. "Okay bro, don't do this," Arianna put down the spatula and leaned over the frame, "Gellert is a real saint now, and you should hear people praise him for his bravery. You don't have time Read the papers, don't you? The Witch of England raved about him, and other papers... Aberforth angrily tore up the papers brought by his guests and kicked them out of the pub. Even Gellert He's a hero now, and he still hates him. I actually—"

"He's not married." Albus raised his voice suddenly. "Nor engaged. Of course..." He coughed. "Nor intending to be married or engaged."

"Oh." Ariana's expression changed, "Is he not married?"

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other for half a minute before Ariana spoke briskly.Before opening her mouth to speak, she spun around in a circle, as if in some strange dance. "Not married? Yes, I think so—by the way, because of the Ministry of Magic, Albert was so busy that he worked overtime until midnight every day. He actually bought the wrong monster! Can you believe this happened? Merlin's Beard, he is not married...then," her tone became brisk, although it sounded very deliberate, "when he can walk, do you want to come back? Summer vacation is coming soon... Annie misses you very much, Neither Albert nor I know much about storytelling..."

"I will," said Albus.At this time, Fox appeared with a "bang", holding a roll of parchment in his mouth, fluttering his wings, and beckoned the surprised owner to take the letter away.

"Strange," Arianna raised her eyebrows, "Fawkes is a loyal phoenix...but, after all, Siegfried is a bird whisperer, I can understand. Go ahead, Gryffindor!" She smiled at her brother. With a flushed face, he waved his hand, then grabbed the spatula and walked out of the frame.

Albus picked up the parchment hesitantly, his fingertips burning. "Gryffindor," he said, closing his eyes and tremblingly opening the scroll.There were two lines written on the huge piece of paper:

"I miss you. Love you Gellert."