People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Death, eternal life.

It was obviously a package sent by Dumbledore, and there was a stone drawn on the note.

Afro guessed that Dumbledore should have found clues to the Resurrection Stone in the past few days.

Harry was very curious about the package in the girl's hand. He had a hunch that the package was about Voldemort.

But after reading it, Afro threw the note and the box into the fireplace and lit them with flames.

Harry really wanted to talk to Sirius now, to talk about what they had done to Snape, and to talk about their next plan...

Fred and George quickly opened the package sent by Mrs. Weasley, which contained Easter eggs.

"This is from your mother." George took out a beautiful chocolate egg decorated with colorful candies and handed it to Afro.

Harry found the Easter egg with the Golden Snitch inside, and as his hand touched the shell, a strong emotion hit him.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Afro asked quietly.

Harry's throat hurt, as if something was stuck in it.

"You've been feeling down lately." Afro walked over and gently placed her hands on Harry's shoulders. "I'm here."

Harry felt only the hand on his shoulder, gentle yet firm.

He looked around and whispered in her ear, "I'd like to talk to Sirius, but you know -"

Sirius wasn't here right now, and they didn't know how to contact him.

The night sky is deep and vast, dotted with countless twinkling stars, and the air is filled with a faint coolness and the fragrance of distant flowers.

Afro exchanged two portals from the system mall and located Dumbledore's position on the map.

"Aphrodite, I remember you haven't passed the Apparition test yet."

Dumbledore was wearing a long trench coat and smoking a pipe, like a Muggle private detective.

If you ignore his long hair and beard that reaches the ground.

"Albus, children have their own ways."

A handsome middle-aged man who looked to be only forty or fifty years old walked out from the dark corner.

"Grindelwald? Aren't you in Nurmengard?" Afro looked at the man who was supposed to be locked in the tower with wide eyes in surprise.

Grindelwald curled his lips, naturally put his arm around Dumbledore, leaned against him, and said lazily, "It's too boring. I want to go out for a walk."

"Gellert."

Dumbledore called the man's name, and although he was warning him not to be too presumptuous, his tone was full of indulgence.

Afro, who always shows off his affection for his wife, was finally fed a big mouthful of dog food.

Grindelwald pouted and stood obediently beside Dumbledore, looking at him with eyes full of grievance.

"Albus, why don't you want to call Gale?"

Dumbledore felt a little embarrassed and ashamed of being too intimate in front of the younger generation.

After all, he had been Headmaster Dumbledore for many years.

Grindelwald muttered something prudish under his breath.

Afro, who happened to hear it, wanted to cover his ears!

"Ahem." Dumbledore coughed and looked at Aphrodite apologetically. "Umbridge monitors all letters and can only contact you during the holidays."

Afro looked at the building in front of him, a shabby two-story building with weeds growing on the walls and most of the tiles on the roof falling off.

It is hard to believe that this house is so beautiful now, but a sad story once happened here.

"A family called the Gaunts used to live here." Dumbledore drew out his wand and a silver light flashed in the air, and the weeds in the yard were cleared away.

Grindelwald put his hands in his pockets and walked in first. A dead snake was nailed to the door of the small western-style building.

"I'm afraid they are a family of pure-blood wizards."

He glanced at the stiff dead snake with contempt, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. A pungent dust was brought up by the breeze, confusing their eyes.

"Does Aphrodite know that story?" Dumbledore did not answer Grindelwald's question, but turned to look at Aphrodite, who was watching the fun as if it had nothing to do with him.

"what story?"

"A story of three brothers and death."

Afro looked at Dumbledore quietly, with a smile on her face. "Of course I have. My mother told me about it many times when I was a child... um..."

She lowered her head and pretended to think, and it took her a long time to remember the name of the story.

"I saw it in a book called The Tales of Beedle the Bard."

Dumbledore looked at Afro with deep eyes, he still couldn't see what the girl was thinking.

"It's a well-known children's book." Grindelwald suddenly interrupted the topic. He glanced around and made sure that there was nothing here except dust, broken jars and broken furniture.

"Albus, you brought us here to pick up junk in the middle of the night?"

Dumbledore said nothing. He walked straight under a carpet, picked up a corner and took out a ring from it.

Grindelwald looked at the dirty ring and said with disgust, "Albus, if you want the ring, I have a lot of them. You don't have to pick them up from the ground."

When Dumbledore heard this, his face darkened instantly. He felt that Grindelwald seemed to have gone mad in Nurmengard.

The black stone ring was engraved with the "Peverell Crest," and the dark magic it exuded was about to materialize.

Grindelwald, the great master of the dark arts, knew at first sight that the ring was extraordinary. He didn't want Dumbledore to be touched by these dirty things again, so he deliberately made a few jokes.

Dumbledore was speechless. Afro knew that the ring was cast with many dark magics and curses.

It causes visions of the dead and tempts the bearer to wear the ring.

In fact, Dumbledore had seen the person in his memory.

Ariana.

his sister.

Ariana was wearing a blue dress and holding an unfinished book in her hands. She seemed to be separated from him by a layer of gauze, and he could not touch his sister.

And Ariana looked at her brother in sorrow, pain and loneliness.

She returned to the human world, but she didn't belong here.

"Brother, destroy it." Ariana said lightly, "Please destroy it..."

Afro looked at Dumbledore, whose eyes were gradually blurry, and secretly said that it was not good. She rushed over and snatched the Resurrection Stone from Dumbledore's hand.

Grindelwald shook his lover's shoulders vigorously, "Albus, wake up!"

The moment the Resurrection Stone was taken away, Ariana disappeared in front of him.

wake up.

Dumbledore calmed himself down and saw Aphrodite touching the Resurrection Stone with her hand. He shouted anxiously, "Throw it away! Aphrodite!"

He took out the sword of Gryffindor hidden under his windbreaker and prepared to strike the black stone ring.