【GGAD ABO】Nirvana

People make big mistakes all the time without knowing it.Gellert sits on the couch, regretting speaking to Ariana twice.The girl chattered, buzzing like a dazed vixen slamming into the curtains: "Aren't you German? Yes, I heard that German is spoken in many parts of Europe. So what country are you from? Are you Swiss? I heard there are Germans there." The snow-capped mountains are picturesque. I have a classmate who is pure blood and has a very wealthy family. She said that she actually wants to go to school in Beauxbatons because the school uniform there is a beautiful silk gown, blue-gray. I like silk, touch It's as soft as a cloud, but we're poor, and Albus has to take care of us, and there's never enough money. Have you ever been to Beauxbatons? Are Durmstrang's school uniforms silk robes? I heard you would Playing Quidditch on a tree, is it true? And—”

Gellert resisted the idea of ​​using "Soundless", Merlin, if possible, he would rather die than draw his wand in front of this girl.The last time he did it, he lost his lover, partner and comrade-in-arms forever.Young Albus kneels beside his sister's body, tears glistening on the edge of his chin—a frozen scene so often flashed back in the middle of the night, an eternal part of Nurmengard's dark night. "Miss Dumbledore," Gellert cleared his throat, "read your book."

"You didn't answer my question," Arianna lowered her eyebrows in disappointment, "and you didn't teach me spells. As I said, there are many goblins in my garden too. Albus is very tolerant of them, acquiescing to begonias and The tragedy of the purse peonies. Every time I want a bouquet, he conjures it for me. But the conjured flowers aren't real flowers, don't you think? I want real flowers, from the branches Picked off, the living one."

"With all due respect, I don't see a difference," Gellert said impatiently.Bagshot said angrily, "Gellert, how can you speak like that to a lady!" She brought the butter biscuits for the third time, and filled Ariana's teacup with milk, "Would you like some juice? "

"Thank you." Ariana smiled sweetly, "I like butter biscuits."

Bagshot went back to the upstairs study to organize the parchments, and told his nephew to "talk to the guests well".Gellert spread out a copy of "Born to be Different--Establishment, Acceptance and Internalization of Gender Concepts" on his lap, which he found from the depths of the bookshelf, and the title should be related to those few Greek letters.Ariana eats a cookie and reads her book, a book with a crumpled cover. "Do you like cats?" she asked suddenly. "You hate cookies?"

"I hate everything," Gellert gritted his teeth.

"It's easy to hate the world when you're sixteen or seventeen, Albus said so." Arianna sighed adultly. "I don't know why. It's a good thing to grow up, isn't it? I hope to grow up soon, Graduate quickly and find a job to support yourself. Are you 16 years old?"

"110 six." Gellert found an illustration, drawing the process of fetal development.He thought of some young men he'd met on his roams, with big bellies and, for God's sake, he'd thought they were Muggles with bloated disease.Differentiated omegas secrete pheromones, usually sweet scents.Gellert touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, the sweetness of the honey was much lighter. He raised his head and saw Arianna frowned and closed the book, muttering, "...I want to tell Ah Bu think."

"Miss, it's not a noble act to tell a story," Gellert said sarcastically. "I think you can go home now that you've finished the biscuits."

"Can you believe it, Aberforth secretly read horror novels!" Arianna picked up the booklet with two fingers, as if a jinx had been cast on it, "This man hanged his cat! Priest Said we shouldn't be reading horror novels!"

"It's just a cat." Gellert got a headache from her quarrel, "Priests are liars, wizards don't believe in God, why—"

"A cat, that's all!" Ariana screamed. "Mr. Germany, cats are lovely animals! In the Middle Ages, every witch kept a black cat. It's the same now, my classmate—"

Gellert was forced to listen to the nagging of the black cat for half an hour.Apparently, Ariana is looking forward to adopting a black cat, the most popular pet among girls. "Forgive me," he couldn't help but say, "It's the most economical and practical way to keep owls. Cats are useless except for shedding hair."

"You talk like an old man." Arianna giggled suddenly. "It's a pity that my brother doesn't like you very much." She said in a low voice, "otherwise I could invite you to our house. I found a nest of cattails Fluffy moved into the kitchen and they are so fluffy and cute."

"Is work going well?" asked Elphias Dorje. "You look good, Albus."

"It's okay." Albus said with a smile, "You're tanned. It seems that the sun in the Mediterranean is very hot... It's a pity that I can't travel with you. I'm very interested in the magic of ancient Rome."

"Yes, yes, very interesting. You can't imagine what the wizards in ancient Rome did!" Dorje talked about his travels for a while, and Albus listened carefully, asking a few questions from time to time. "If we can go together, it will definitely be more rewarding than going by myself. But I am happy for you, really happy for you to enter the Ministry of Magic. You will have a bright future, although you have become an omega... In fact, each of us They all thought you were an alpha—it's a bit discriminatory to say that, but trust me, I don't mean that." He added awkwardly, his earlobes glowing red.

"I understand, old friend." Albus added a few lumps of sugar to the black tea, "It was an accident to differentiate into an omega, but it was God's will, and I can only accept it."

"It's good if you can think about it." Duoji smiled, "Since you have figured it out, have you ever considered—"

"No," said Albus softly, "I would not choose marriage."

"Not getting married?" Duoji exclaimed in surprise, "How can that be done! Albus, listen to me, if you don't look for an alpha..."

"It's not that difficult," the red-haired wizard gestured, "I'll make myself some potions. In fact," he drank the red tea, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth, "it's nothing. Thank you for your concern, I have my own way of dealing with it."