[HP] Read "No Peace"

【——and time gave Albus a satisfactory answer.

In the afternoon, Harry found that Albus had returned with a bag, and then he got into the bedroom and didn't come out for a long time.

"Professor?" Harry finally couldn't help calling Albus while drinking afternoon tea with Sirius (while writing a letter to Snape with a negotiated code word to ensure that Snape was still the original) One sentence.

Albus pushed open the door.

"Very beautiful, Professor." Harry saw Albus wearing a set of formal white dress robes, the hem flowing like moonlight.

"Like an old wizard in a fairy tale." Harry said with a grin. "I think that purple and red striped bow matches your beard very well."

Albus blinked, literally conjuring the bow out of thin air.

"Grindelwald's birthday party." Albus said cheerfully. "He sent me an invitation, although it seems to be late-when I was out for a walk just now, the poor bird directly bumped into my arms." , seems to have a soft spot for the buttons on my shirt."

"Grindelwald invited you to his birthday party?" Harry stood up and said in surprise.

"Snape said he would give you a present as an apology for not being able to attend in person - he said you had gone back to your mother's house because of a quarrel with him." Sirius appeared in the living room with the letter he had just received in his hand.

Harry seemed dizzy when he heard the words "back to his mother's house". 】

Not only Harry and Snape were dizzy, but even Draco and Hermione subconsciously held their foreheads.

["Oh, yes." Harry said muffled, "So, is it today?"

"tonight."

Albus felt that he was preparing for a war-although the opponent was not [that] Grindelwald, but for unknown opponents, Albus still tended to be well-prepared.

He checked his wand, emergency portkey and gift one last time: it was in a small box, and apparated back to Godric's Hollow, from where he was to fly to Grindelwald Manor - yes However, Voldemort also agreed to name the manor after Grindelwald's surname. In fact, this made Albus even more curious about the weight of this Voldemort. 】

Grindelwald slowly closed the book, and after meeting Voldemort's red eyes, the two began to challenge the difficult method of how to kill people with their eyes.

The two stalemate for less than 10 minutes, and were interrupted by (seemingly impatient) Dumbledore, "You don't need to prove how much you love each other on the spot."

……

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the rest of the angry men shivered.

Grindelwald turned his head abruptly, and Voldemort took the book with a livid face.However, he just opened the book and glanced at it, then got even more sullen, and threw the book to Bellatrix, who struggled for a while again, and pushed the book on the table.

Afterwards, Sirius happily opened the book.

[Many dinner parties—often famous for their splendor and magnificence, but they cannot simply be used to describe the current situation of Grindelwald Manor.Albus saw at least fifty magical fireworks emitting a brilliant light—maybe the Weasley brothers could have made a more ornate and complex effect, but it was much less durable.The Grindelwald Manor, illuminated by bright fireworks, was brilliantly lit. The Floo room dedicated to traffic was nearly [-] square meters. The waiters in brand-new clothes held brushes and brushed off the soot on the bodies of all the visiting guests.

Albus gently declined a waiter who seemed to want to stick a brush in his face. He didn't say a spell or wave his wand, but just walked forward slowly, and the dust left the old man by itself.

Guests who came and went in a hurry, or exchanged pleasantries, would usually be taken aback when they saw Albus - and then, of course, shut their mouths in awe when they saw the dust on him honestly leaving him, like those As obediently as dust, he looked away.And Albus was satisfied with the result.

Outside the Floo is the magnificent hall of Grindelwald Manor - the nearly 20-meter-high dome combines exquisiteness and majestic momentum amazingly, and the magnificent colors and materials mark their value.Albus saw the people coming and going—most of them were familiar faces, of course, their reactions when they saw Albus were also quite consistent: they greeted with a smile after being dazed, with a little contemptuous attention in their alienation— The latter is obviously based on Albus being a powerful wizard himself.

Albus walked forward with a smile, as if he didn't mind the environment around him and the host of today's dinner party—the place he walked was full of avoiding crowds like Moses divided the sea, and Albus held up a tall foot Cup, leisurely walking towards the protagonist of today's banquet: Gellert Grindelwald, almost everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly paid attention to Grindelwald's direction. 】

On the contrary, everyone here quickly cheered up.Compared to Sirius and the others' high spirits, the few on the other side quickly became gloomy and gritted their teeth.

["Good evening, Albus."

Unexpectedly, it was Grindelwald who greeted him first.Albus studied him - not through the photographs in the newspaper, but face to face with this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

But in terms of appearance, if Grindelwald is only two years younger than Albus, it may surprise many people.After all, Grindelwald's blond hair—although it can be seen that there are silver threads mixed in it—is still shining, and his face is handsome and resolute. Although he still has the paleness caused by long-term imprisonment, he does not feel weak because of it. On the contrary, it made him look more handsome - under the background of the smile. 】

Everyone stared at Grindelwald—no matter how scary he looked now, it didn't seem to be of much use—as if they were looking at how much change he would have to make to achieve the effect in the book.

Dumbledore was even on the verge of smiling.

["Good evening, Gellert." Albus said calmly, "I didn't expect you to send me an invitation letter—of course, I am honored to be able to attend such a dinner party, after all, from your letter , I can't seem to expect you to remember me as an old friend."

Grindelwald's smile increased, as if he was more excited by Albus' words.

"Nevertheless, Albus," he said with a smirk (that is, a smirk), "I don't think you'd be particularly concerned about this—my birthday, given that it was so long ago that I remembered you I used to regret not being able to celebrate my birthday."

Grindelwald's words sent Albus's mind back to the past-through the long river of time, it seemed that during those two crazy months: full of passion, the spark of thought was brighter than the sun, blazing ambition and knowing that in the acquaintance A week ago, Grindelwald had just passed his 16th birthday with regret.

"I should have known you sooner," said young Albus to young Gellert, "and then I would have prepared you a nice present."

The young Gellert smiled, although the sun was shining brightly, it was still overshadowed by his blond hair, "What gift do you want to prepare for me?"

"Maybe it's a spell I just improved." Young Albus lied secretly—he had already thought of a gift in his mind, and planned to give it to Gellert on his next birthday—

Then, Albus, standing in the hall of Grindelwald's birthday banquet, flashed past phantoms in front of his eyes like a horse watching flowers, and perfunctory him with a smile that he never thought he would show in front of Gellert.

"Yes, I'm glad to have a chance to make amends - with a present I've finally handpicked."

Albus said. 】