The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Cyrus wrote to Hermione, of course...

After Grindelwald 'invited' away the group of people with dull faces and modified memories who left the room, he sat in the room, casually grabbed the unfinished food on the table, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

"So...you didn't want to do these things in the first place?" He hiccups as he enjoys his German wheat beer. "It's all because of the other—right? I mean mutual..."

"Mutual influence" Cyrus didn't raise his head, thinking about the content.

"That's right! That's what I meant..." Grindelwald just glanced over, and Cyrus put his arms across the front of the letter, "Tsk...a girl? Or a...friend ?”

"Girl," he suddenly said vigilantly, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"Just curious..."

Grindelwald looked at the decorations here, and through the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, the mountains in the dark night were only silhouetted in the moonlight, and there were occasionally one or two couples who sneaked out under the Christmas tree.

Both of them felt a trace of nostalgia at the same time.

"Did you know? I thought of Dumbledore." He savored carefully the food that he hadn't tasted in 50 years. "He's just like you... but he also has a little bit of ambition in his heart."

Having said that, since Dumbledore's heir is Cyrus, what about his?

After 50 years of confinement, he found that he had lost, but Grindelwald was not the one to admit defeat so easily... He gently tore open the dried suckling pig skin with his teeth, thinking about a new round of countermeasures in his heart.

"Then who was stronger back then?"

"Naturally I was better...Dumbledore was *catch* me later"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Cyrus glared at him, "You're disappointed... Naturally, I'm stronger than Hermione in terms of spells, and besides, you don't have time. ..”

However, Grindelwald just smiled mysteriously, took a sip of wine, moistened his throat, and said, "Oh? That's not necessarily... Maybe Dumbledore's way doesn't suit her?"

Cyrus had guessed it a long time ago, he knew Grindelwald's idea:

Wanting to take advantage of the new era to start another round of competition is like a child who loses one game but wants to regain his place in another game.

Grindelwald as Hermione's teacher?Reminiscent of Hermione's skillful use of the Fiercefire Curse just now, Cyrus couldn't help shivering... But it seems feasible?

Last time, he and Mr. Granger supported her to learn boxing, as if the Force was reminding...

"Think about what you are going to do... overthrow the Ministry of Magic! Establish a new order!" Grindelwald said in a relaxed posture, as if using the strength of alcohol, "You don't want the person you love, the ability Not enough?"

"Let's talk...there's still a lot to do..."

Cyrus muttered, and handed the two letters to the summoned Sans.

Sans took the contents of the letter to heart, and when he turned to the second letter, the skeleton's eyes showed a *smile* and he let out a giggle, which made Cyrus' ears turn red.

"Are you sure?" It raised the letter high, as excited as if it had discovered something new.

"If there is no other way, I won't let you see!" Cyrus grabbed Sans' neck (should be the neck area), snatched it back, and burned it before Grindelwald was interested.

"Okay, okay...Of course I am willing to help you~"

I don't know why, but in short, there is a unique connection between Cyrus' Sans and Hermione's Andyne, as if they won't be affected by the distance.

In order not to worry Hermione, Cyrus asked Sans to bring him a message every day...

Likewise, when Hermione accidentally used the Patronus Charm in Charms class one day, the indifferent Andyne told the news about Cyrus... Everyone, including Dean Flitwick, was shocked shocked.

There is such a unique method of delivering messages.

In Grindelwald's words, it is "Cyrus and Hermione themselves are on the road of white magic, showing new magic, just like Dumbledore's Gubley fire"

"Is there any new news?" Hermione used the Patronus Charm again during the Charms class.

Dean Flitwick has soundproofed the entire classroom. Even if Peeves blows up the entire corridor on the second floor, the people inside can't hear the sound, and a group of people gather together...

No one is not worried about Cyrus' current situation. After hearing the news of his safety, and through Dean Flitwick's communication, the other deans were relieved and relieved.

"Sans told me that he has already prepared a plan in Durmstrang...The union of the three houses is bound to win..." Andyin stood in the crowd, and an impersonal voice came from the armor .

"Great." Mandy hit his left palm with his right fist, and made a final decision, "When the news is released, we can drive away the Ministry of Magic. The three major magic schools in Europe will unite... Even the Ministry of Magic will take Dumbledore and Sai Les can't help it!"

This is a presence that cannot be ignored....

The little eagles and the little badgers even saw the scene of cooperation between the inside and the outside in the future. These days, they deeply felt bored and breathless under the rule of power.

Of course, Cyrus didn't say Grindelwald's name, only that he was with 'an old friend of Dumbledore'.

When Hermione received the news and was ready to disarm the magic, Andyne stopped her: "Wait a minute, there is another letter... I'll look for it... oh, ok..."

"Tell me?" But Hermione didn't move, and the crowd didn't disperse, waiting curiously for the second news.

"Are... are you sure you want to say it here?" Andain finally revealed a trace of hesitation in her indifferent tone, and she nodded slightly towards the crowd behind Hermione, signaling secretly.

"Is there anything you can't say? Say it! We're all our own..." Lisa made the decision on Hermione's behalf bluntly before Hermione could speak.

"Wait, what..." Hermione sensed the tone, but it was too late.

"Okay, I just asked...Ah~ Hermione!" Andyin shrugged, and suddenly her voice became louder, as if she was holding a reading competition, and became excited .

'...your eyes are as beautiful as the stars

Your body is as graceful as a river.

I was alone because I felt lonely

I often think of you in my heart, but you seem to know, and you can answer me even if you can't hear it.

Willing to share the ups and downs with you

In a time of never-returning, an age of struggle together...'

"....You are in my heart, the gem of Arken, the legendary Silmarillion! To...your favorite Cyrus..."

Andyne seemed to do this on purpose, just to see Hermione's face blushing, as if it was about to emit steam; she nodded slightly, and disappeared by herself while Hermione was still stunned.

Eagle Badger: (??w??)?

Hermione: (////▽////)

"So... the last message, is it a love poem?" Fawcett let out a brief hey.

However, Hermione sat weakly on the chair, lowered her head and covered her face, her fingers kept twirling the braids next to her ears, the conversations of her classmates, the teasing of her friends, all turned into chaotic noise.

she's so stupid...really...

No... Blame Cyrus! !

(The full version of the love poem... I will slowly complete it later, tsk, it is so difficult to write!!)