The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

They ruthlessly watched the idiot in front of them eat the ashes of his last life (or his corpse in the last life), and now he licks it very clean...

"Fuck" No matter who it is, he will express such a sigh, he feels that his whole life will be subverted...

"What are you doing eating ashes when you have nothing to do?!" He felt that he couldn't understand these people who were called sick and delicate. !

He didn't understand the brain circuit of the black-haired boy in front of him at all.

He watched his urn being licked clean by him with a speechless face, and felt like he was about to hit his head to death.

"Fuck" he sent out a beautiful emotion again.

But he forgot that what he said aloud in memory can also be heard outside, that is, in the real world...

Yan Zeyue, who was outside the memory, heard him swearing loudly, listening to him exporting the essence of Chinese culture loudly, and felt that his head was going to laugh out loud!

"Ha." He first slightly raised his eyebrows, he couldn't understand why this person has been exporting Chinese culture all the time, but soon he figured it out, thinking about the stupid things he did before he died ....

"He looked at the memory and definitely saw that I was about to die, and then I ate his ashes again..." He muttered softly, guessing while laughing.

"Hahaha, I can only say that I am worthy of being able to make such a strange decision back then." He was completely speechless. He really didn't expect that he could still remember that incident clearly after all these years.

At that time, he felt that even if his sweetheart was turned into ashes, he would keep him by his side forever, and then ate that bit of ashes... Now that he thought about it, he was really stupid.

Listening to Orlynworth cursing inside, he smiled softly.

He thought about the scene in his previous life sitting on the rooftop and looking at the city.

It was cloudy that day. He remembered that it was sunny that day, but it turned cloudy.

He almost forgot the specific details of that day, but there was only one thing he was very sure of: the weather was originally very sunny that day, but then it turned cloudy and sleet began to fall.

Over the years, he still remembers, firmly remembers, and never forgets.

I will always remember.

"However, that was written by a group of feudal superstitious people. You don't need to take him seriously, let alone risk your soul and death to try because of this. There is no need , and it doesn't make any sense, you not only hurt yourself, but you haven't gained any real benefits."

Olynworth's voice came out suddenly, with a hint of loneliness.

"I remember you didn't believe that at all before."

Orlynworth silently looked at Sen Miao who was kneeling on the roof.

I saw Dou Da's teardrops dripping on the roof, and I watched the person who never believed in these beg those gods and Buddhas.

He didn't speak, but just backed out with a blank expression.

"Yeah, I really didn't believe this before, but... this time, you just thought I had no other choice, so you found a very, very unreliable, but still a solution. Heh!" Yan Zeyue laughed at herself .

Suddenly, he was pressed on the bed by Orlynworth who was sitting on the bed with a silent face and refused to communicate.

"is it?"