[HP] Read "No Peace"

Hermione handed the book to Riddle with great reluctance.The latter remained silent, frowning slightly, not knowing what to think about.

[Chapter 12,] He read softly, and took the time to look around, as if he wanted to observe something.

[After dinner (Albus specially added an extra meal for Fox), Albus returned to his room and started writing letters, the addressee, of course, is Gellert Grindelwald.

Albus casually wrote letters on the paper, and the circle-in-circle font smoothly drew out "Thanks for the invitation", "The feast of the husband's manor has never been seen in my life; to see the face of my best friend, my heart is really happy" Such nonsense, I almost used the energy I used to write a divination paper in school, and managed to squeeze the letter out a foot and a half long. 】

Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise, but Dumbledore didn't take it seriously, "You know, Harry, it is very difficult for ordinary people to have inspiration and talent in a subject full of mystery and illusion like divination."

Grindelwald twisted the corners of his mouth strangely, but he still stopped what he might say in time.

Both Harry and Hermione nodded eagerly in empathy, to which Snape groaned - whether contemptuous or mocking, I don't know.

"Oh, Severus," Lucius said incongruously at this moment, "I remember you dropped out of the course after you got your first dismal failing grade."

……

Amid a burst of snickering, Riddle tried to keep a straight face and continue reading.

[Albus didn't use Black's owl - that would let Grindelwald know where Albus lives (he should have this IQ? Albus thinks), so Albus simply asked Fox to send the letter past.

The red light flashed away, and the phoenix disappeared into the flames. 】

"Perhaps you overestimated him," Grindelwald said wearily.

"I really don't want that," Dumbledore replied gravely.

[The next morning, Albus was not surprised to find that Grindelwald's golden eagle (the real golden feather) was waiting impatiently at the window. Seeing Albus, it immediately raised a foot and urged Albus Take down the letter quickly.

Albus took down the envelope, the letter was very thick, but Albus didn't rush to open it, but started to make breakfast.It wasn't until Sirius and Harry were sitting at the table drinking coffee with Albus that they opened the envelope and took out the nearly three-foot-long letter from inside.

"What is this?" Harry looked at the letter paper hanging on the ground a little foolishly. 】

Riddle read, giving Harry a half-hearted look and getting a disapproving stare back.

【"Grindelwald's reply." Albus said lightly, "I guess he was curious about where Fawkes came from."

Fox tweeted a little dissatisfied.

"Obviously, born from a phoenix egg." Sirius shrugged. "What else did he say—Professor?"

Albus coughed heavily.

"No—it's nothing." Albus looked at the letter in his hand in horror.

"I don't think I'm old enough to be so dizzy, I guess I'm right—"

Harry took the letter from Albus and noticed that it was written in beautiful cursive script - very small and densely packed, but still packed almost three feet across - and he picked it up from where Albus pointed. Started to read on.

"...if you have the phoenix to accompany you for a few days, maybe the friendship between me and you will last forever..."]

After hearing a click, Riddle stopped the sound, and the others turned their gazes to the source of the sound in more or less amazement.The table in front of Grindelwald was broken in half.Although his face was unexpectedly calm, they undoubtedly felt an astonishing tyrannical emotion, pervading deep in his eyes.

"Go on," Grindelwald said dryly.

Dumbledore leaned back in the chair, tapped the armrest with his fingertips, his eyes thoughtful.

【"What is this?" Sirius looked at Albus in surprise.

"I guess that's his excuse for wanting to borrow Fox," said Albus.

"How could he say that?" Harry quickly scanned the rest of the letter, which was clearly organized: remembering the beautiful past—telling about the harmonious present—looking forward to the great future, expressing the desire to make the Phoenix Borrow the desire to study for a few days in the past. 】

Now, no matter how dull people are on the field, they should understand the reason for Grindelwald's anger. ——The demon king in that world is obviously too weird, but this person here with the same name and skin (although the age is different) may reach the critical point of explosion at any time.

Sirius looked at Grindelwald, then at Dumbledore, and sighed inexplicably.

Voldemort and Bellatrix didn't say anything. Maybe they knew that their situation was not much better, so they didn't have the heart to laugh at others. Naturally, a coward like Skeeter didn't dare to face the Dark Lord. His face was too gloating, so everyone remained silent except for being silent.

In the silence, Riddle began to read the following text in a lazy tone.

【Harry looked at Fox in astonishment. She was leisurely following the feathers on her wings, and noticed Harry's eyes. She looked back curiously, and then lowered her head again.

"We can't give Fox to him," Harry said firmly to the Headmaster.

"Of course we can't give Fox to him." Albus said gently, "I'll write him back later—I really underestimated the stupidity of this Grindelwald."]

"So," Dumbledore said extremely calmly, "I should be glad I met a normal Grindelwald back then?"

Harry was sure that if Grindelwald was not too old to lose his teeth, he must be grinding his teeth in secret because he was silent and looking at each other with a half-smile.

[Albus lowers his head.

——The difference, if the difference between the two Harrys lies in loyalty, the difference between the two Snapes lies in affection, and the difference between the two Voldemorts lies in pride, then the difference between the two Grindelwalds - in addition to greed, there is also stupidity. 】

Hermione glanced at Grindelwald secretly, and sincerely hoped that he could be as relieved of the "self" in this story as the previous "suffering" people, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to survive in such a situation until they read The end—of course, it's also possible that he couldn't help but destroy everything here ahead of time, and then they... what will happen to them?

She looked up at the black light ball, but it didn't move at all.

Maybe Merlin heard Hermione's hope—or maybe someone else's hope—Grindelwald [really] put his anger away at this moment, and stared at Dumbledore with his light-colored eyes without blinking. profitable.

Of course, the rest of them can't tell for sure, which one is more dangerous than a "calm" Grindelwald or a "furious" Grindelwald.

Hermione only saw Dumbledore frown faintly.

[The cold anger in Albus's heart is not only Grindelwald's idea of ​​hitting his pet - there are many people who have thought of Phoenix, but none of them - no one can make Albus so angry .

Fox sensed her master's emotions, and with a clear cry, she straightened up from the perch vigorously, ready to obey her master's orders.

"Such a stupid Grindelwald." Albus said indifferently, "I am really looking forward to the arrival of that Grindelwald. This stupid and greedy person who is not worthy of being my enemy, I can't think of him reason for being in the world."

Overwhelmed by Albus' anger, Harry and Sirius sat motionless in their chairs, dumbfounded as Albus disappeared outside the dining room door. 】

The implications of this need hardly be self-evident. ——After experiencing so many "three-view breakthroughs", these ten angry men have decided that they will not be surprised by anything, and they will not be bothered by the strange relationship between these two people.

All they heard was a soft click from Snape.

For Merlin's sake - perhaps Grindelwald would be happy again, Hermione thought wildly.

Of course, the two people involved continued to remain silent... Maybe people as high-end as them are willing to show their unfathomable abyss?

Therefore, Riddle couldn't make up his mind whether to continue reading—of course, he couldn't be willing to give the book to Dumbledore.

The others had nothing to do and couldn't keep looking at the two of them, so they all turned their attention to the young reader.

Riddle shrugged and picked up the book again.

[Albus is thinking.

He's sitting by a brook in Godric's Hollow now—although many Muggles live in Godric's Hollow, this crystal-clear brook has apparently won the favor of not just wizards, It has been preserved in ten years of changes, and it is still so clear and beautiful.

Phoenix rested on his lap soothingly, allowing Albus to stroke her smooth back feathers with one hand.

"Thank you Fox," murmured Albus. "I'm better."

"Albus?" An old voice sounded behind him, and Albus smiled at Aberforth who was striding forward, "Come back at this hour—I'm surprised you don't care about your bar?"

"I'll come back for you," said Aberforth gruffly. "So, this is the phoenix?"

Fox looked at the master's younger brother affectionately, she raised her graceful neck, allowing Aberforth to appreciate her figure more clearly.

Like all wizards who saw a phoenix for the first time, Aberforth stayed for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to his brother: "I don't know where the news came——You have a phoenix."

"It's a gauntlet." Albus said coldly.

"them--"

"Maybe they don't think I deserve a phoenix," said Albus. "Grindelwald wrote in the morning to 'borrow' Fox to study for a few days (Fox let out an angry cry)."

"Is it Grindelwald?"

"Obviously, he probably still needs a duel." Albus stood up. "Of the stupid people I've met, he's certainly the one who needs 're-education' the most, since he's been preaching about it.]

If Riddle took a long pause on purpose to wait for the show, he was doomed to be disappointed.

Both Grindelwald and Dumbledore chose not to communicate these things in front of them with a tacit understanding. ——But who knows what information is conveyed under the crackling firelight in their eyes?

【"Albus?" Aberforth seemed startled by the angry Albus, "What are you crazy about?"

"Crazy? Aberforth, I've always been a crazy old man, haven't I?" Albus smiled, but there was a cold gleam in his eyes.

"It's unbelievable that I've put up with Grindelwald like this—for four days," said Albus. "Come on, Aberforth, let's go home first, I have some stories—true, to tell you. speak."

Albus and Aberforth cooked a big pot of potato and lamb chop soup at home. On a quiet June evening, the sounds of cicadas and frogs mingled in their ears. The two old men leaned against the breeze in the main hall, Aberforth was still digesting what he had just heard.

"You mean, the original you, Potter, Snape, Grindelwald and Voldemort are not real?"

"Maybe it's over-bumped," said Albus, "or something's not quite right."]

Harry and Sirius looked at each other and smiled.

[Aberforth frowned and glanced at Albus.

"Everything you said is unbelievable, the great Mr. Dumbledore, are you sure you didn't get dizzy by a great experiment, but instead said that you bumped your head before?"

Phoenix groaned to Aberforth in displeasure.

Aberforth looked at Fenghuang and was speechless for a while.

"Well, well," said Aberforth at last, "since there's a phoenix—it's clearly not something that can be done by experiment."

"Two different worlds," said Aberforth. "Apparently you were very successful in your old world?"

Albus closed his eyes and shook his head at his brother. 】

Voldemort smiled mockingly, and Snape's face darkened naturally.

【"Aha, then why did you come here? To promote your failure experience? I have to say that you came late. If it had been one day earlier, maybe you wouldn't have to use the Phoenix as an excuse, and you and Grindelwald could be in Hoag Watts an amazing duel, huh? I guess you don't need 3 minutes to throw Grindelwald on the ground, break his wand, and lock him back to Nurmengard, the great Deng of the other world Mister Bullido?"

"Aberforth." Dumbledore's gentle voice stopped Aberforth's roar.

"I need to face him, I've avoided it long enough," Albus said softly.

Next, the brothers, who were over a hundred years old but had been together for no more than 15 years, drank the remaining soup in silence. 】

Ah, it's inexplicably sad... If only I could write a report.Skeeter shook his head and sighed, expressing an exclamation that was inconvenient to say in his heart.

[The next morning, Albus received a letter from Voldemort.

Under Aberforth's gaze, Albus read the letter leisurely, and then smiled.

"I have to say, it was a no-brainer," he said to Aberforth. "I was still thinking about how to write a showdown with Grindelwald, and Voldemort stood up for his husband—he was Grindelwald." Wo invited me to a duel, with the phoenix as a bet."]

Bellatrix couldn't help letting out a whimper, as if her heart had broken into pieces.She looked at her master fervently with eyes longing for comfort, but he was not in the mood to do such a thing at this moment.

【"Great, I guess he knows the Phoenix is ​​yours?"

"He is willing to spend one hundred thousand Galleons on the other side."

"Even if it's 100 million Galleons, don't even think about getting a phoenix." Aberforth said gloomyly, "Of course, if you are particularly short of money, that's another matter."]

"So we've discovered a new and quickest way to make money," Sirius said casually.

However, among the people present, not many were interested in this - or, they were more interested in other things than Jin Gallon.

["I will accept the duel, if the opponent is Grindelwald." Albus said, "but the stakes must be changed--with our lives."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Aberforth asked.

"No problem." In fact, Albus's spirits were a little high, he confirmed-this was at a critical moment: whether it was Grindelwald or Voldemort, the premonition that they were about to be replaced, and he expected this. 】

Riddle read it and said "Oh" to himself, becoming very interested. —maybe he's never been so happy that he's just a Horcrux.

["It's like a dog waiting for the last boot to hit the ground," he said to Aberforth. "I have a hunch that one of them is coming back."

Aberforth looked at Albus with genuine concern.

"What good will it do you if they come back?"

"Stupid enemies are more unbearable than smart ones." Albus said, "Instead of watching them foolishly challenge my bottom line, it's better to look forward to the arrival of real opponents."

"I guess there must be something wrong in your head."

"Perhaps," said Albus.His eyes followed a group of goblins who suddenly appeared at the door, and his expression slowly calmed down.

"Actually, I should prepare," said Albus.

"Thank you for not going to war with a freshly baked apple pie."

Albus's deep eyes fell on Fox, and the beautiful phoenix raised its head, with golden and red feathers draped over her body, looking like a war robe.

"Fox—are you willing to summon the Order of the Phoenix for me again?"]

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry...it's been so long, I've been busy finishing Harley's article, and the follow-up customization. It's really too early for the third year of high school TAT

Ah, of course, now that customization has been opened, if you are interested, why not take a look? OVO

Anyway, it's all relaxed series, as always, it's my not-so-serious style... hmmm.At least, I personally think the cover is still pretty good. . .Bar.

↑I really don’t know what to say about this kind of thing whose cover price is higher than the customization cost. OTL

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Well, how should I put it, until now, the more I write, the more appalling the quality, but this is also to be expected, after all, there are not many surprises (scares), and the psychological qualities of the angry men have also been tempered. There are almost no things that can be written with joy...

But of course I will not give up, and I must end this article as well as possible no matter what.

Although my feelings for GGAD haven't changed... But I believe that angry people don't want to say more about guys who show affection (?).