HP Thirty-Five Owls

Dumbledore:

Looks like I've gotten into the habit of writing letters at Christmas.Fine, let's have fun, celebrate the holidays, dress up the holly and ivy, blah, blah, blah.How normal it is that people are making the mistake of confusing joy with virtue.

I've heard the wild stories.Apparently your Dark Lord was vanquished by a one-year-old?I think you've balked at this, Albus, and you don't even have a dead sister to excuse you this time.

But then again, after all these years, I think I'm tired of laughing at you.But you welcome it so warmly.And I'll never lose my reason to lose my temper with you.You seem to confuse this situation with hate time and time again.

The boy named Voldemort - no, I don't think he's a boy anymore, right?He should have been, I think, he is at least 40 years old now, right?Not dead yet?Go get the hell out of here and fix this, Dumbledore, isn't that what you should be doing?

As for remorse?This is purely my own private matter, or part of me that has been lost.Gellert's swaying figure in the filthy narrow window, faded eyes, faded face, faded hope—that was his concern, just as the guilt you carried was your own.

How on earth did your peaceful island give birth to a Dark Lord of its own?As a general rule, we should be from the northern wilderness.

Don't waste your sincerity, it looks very rare.As always, what else could I do?

Gellert Grindelwald

The author has something to say:

Lao Ge really did not forgive Lao Deng~

Deng Xiaoping is mighty, Deng Xiaoping, come on! !