dragon and boy

The soldier kneeling at the gate of the city attracted the attention of countless people, tears streaming down his cheeks, and his sobbing voice told the story vividly.

Albus could obviously feel the atmosphere around him getting heavier, he jumped off the tree, stood beside Grindelwald, and said softly: "He's good at acting."

"My believers are all loyal." Grindelwald replied, "According to the original script of the...old three, I should die in Hogwarts. I originally wanted to follow his script. Go on, but it seems a bit boring, so I temporarily asked him to change the lines."

Grindelwald chuckled when he said it: "Since he colluded with Beauxbaton's army, it would be better for me to be captured by Beauxbaton's unexpectedly."

Grindelwald is a planner, and before he makes every decision, he must consider all possible situations.Albus dared to bet on Merlin's beard, it was God's favor to stand on the same front with Grindelwald now, and he didn't want to go through the decades of tit-for-tat between the two again.

In the eyes of the two, the blond youngest showed bitterness, and walked towards the kneeling soldier with heavy steps.In front of the townspeople, he had to show his grief, but no matter how much he shed tears, the panic on his face still did not escape the eyes of Albus and Grindelwald.

He squatted down and slowly helped the kneeling soldier up.

The moment he stood up, the soldier suddenly said, "I implore Lord Grindelwald to send troops to rescue His Majesty."

His voice was neither soft nor loud, but it happened to reach the ears of everyone present without saying a single word.The third child of Grindelwald's family looked embarrassed, but he couldn't say no in front of the townspeople. He was silent for a long time, and could only vaguely say: "I have to think again, after all, we can't A war with no chance of winning has cost the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers in vain."

Everyone booed and didn't speak, so that Albus could prick up his ears and hear the shabby-dressed blond boy muttering in a low voice not far away.

"No, it's just that I don't want to be saved."

Straightforward little Ron.

Hermione, who was standing aside, glanced at Ron and motioned him to shut up quickly: "Shut up, Ron, will you die if you don't talk?"

Ron grumbled as he watched Harry stare intently at what was happening ahead.Seeing that the royal family had no intention of sending troops to save people, he also turned around and had the intention of leaving.

"Harry." Hermione stopped him, "Come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Young Harry was always nonchalant, he thought of his uncle and aunt, the fat man and tall woman who always spoke ill of him, and that bastard cousin Dudley, Harry shook His head said, "I've got to go back and make dinner."

The members of the royal family left amidst the noise, leaving behind the townspeople who looked at each other in blank dismay.Who owns the right to inherit the throne has nothing to do with them, but compared to the extravagant and lustful third prince just now, they obviously prefer Gellert, the heir in line who hasn't shown much.

Someone fanned the flames in the crowd, causing a lot of discussion.The look on people's faces was disgruntled, as if the royal family had just made a decision that irritated them, and it did.

Even with a vague tone, he has not given a definite answer, and the result of the matter must be that he will never send half an army.

"Handing Durmstrang into his hands would be absolutely ruined."

"I don't want to stay in a country ruled by a king who only knows wine and sex."

"Hard days are coming for Durmstrang."

Albus smiled, he knew that there must be many followers of Grindelwald beside them, they controlled the direction of gossip in the crowd, and pushed the emotions of the city residents to a climax.

He turned his head and glanced at Grindelwald, and saw that the corners of the other party's lips curled up slightly. The development of the matter was under Grindelwald's control, and it was not bad.

Controlling the hearts of the people is the first step.

As for the second step...

Grindelwald patted Albus on the shoulder, turned his head and said, "Come with me."

Passing through the crowded market, pushing aside the crowd, and hearing people's comments about the incident from time to time, Albus followed Grindelwald to turn several corners in the town, and walked through several small streets. Alley, the two stopped at the entrance of a bar.

The bar's sign was a battered plank, cracked and missing several pieces from disrepair.In the crevices of the planks, spiders made webs inside, circle after circle, with many dead insects stuck to the nets.

Albus raised his head, squinting at the writing on the wooden board, probably because of the wind and rain, the writing on it was somewhat blurred, and only the word "bar" could be vaguely seen.

Looking in from the outside, the bar is not very small, but it is by no means large.Albus could only see that the inside was densely packed with people, they were clamoring with their glasses up high, and the beer froth splashed all over the floor when they clinked glasses.

The owner of the bar was mixing drinks on the bar counter. He wrapped his head with a scarf, leaving only a pair of eyes to look at the outside world.

The wine in the boss's hand turned from blue to red, and he handed the glass to the tall and thick man, then walked up to Grindelwald and Albus who were sitting on his left, and asked, "What do you want?" ?"

Grindelwald said, "Old rules."

Then the boss turned to look at Albus: "Sir, what about you?"

Ah Bu thought for a while: "Is there that... sour and sweet?"

"I think there should be."

The boss turned and left, leaving Albus and Grindelwald sitting in place. The bar boss also invited a jazz band to play inside. The overly lively atmosphere made both of them frown.

"Frank." Grindelwald looked at the boss walking back to them and said, "I told you a long time ago, you should change to a cleaner band."

"That's just your suggestion, it's up to me whether to adopt it or not." Frank said, putting the two glasses of wine in his hand in front of Albus and Grindelwald, "limoncello and white rum."

After finishing speaking, Frank sat down in front of Grindelwald: "My lord, I thought you were really dead."

Grindelwald ignored him, watched as Albus began to introduce: "Frank, my..."

"One of the believers." Frank said with a smile, "I opened this bar. Come and drink when you have time. You like my limoncello."

"It tastes good." Albus took a sip, then stretched out his hand towards Frank, and after the other party shook hands with him, he said, "Albus Dumbledore."

"Aren't you from Durmstrang? That sounds like a northern surname." Frank asked. "How did you know His Majesty?"

Before Albus could answer, Grindelwald said, "He's just like you."

Albus and Frank were taken aback at the same time. Before the other party could react, Frank suddenly moved his head forward. He rolled his eyes and kept looking at Albus, and then asked: "Which one is that?" gone?"

As he spoke, Frank pulled down a corner of the scarf covering his head, and Albus saw with his own eyes that there was a layer of white skin under the scarf.He seemed to understand what Grindelwald meant by "the same". Similarly, Albus lifted up one of his sleeves, and put it down quickly after Frank saw it clearly.

"Oh, my God." Frank turned his head away abruptly, and was still a little shocked after sitting firmly on the chair, "it's actually a dragon."

Grindelwald gave him enough time to react, and Frank asked again: "Why didn't you bring the real dragon, oh, I mean the pure blood dragon back?"

"There was a little accident on the road." Albus replied for Grindelwald, "What kind of half-breed are you? Your father or mother is a unicorn?"

"No, my grandfather was, I can only be considered a quarter half-breed, he gave birth to my mother, and my mother gave birth to me." Frank picked up his glass and touched Albus' limoncello. She drank a cup, "She is an asshole, she committed suicide shortly after giving birth to me, so I still don't know my surname."

Albus wanted to say something comforting, but it was better to keep silent after thinking about it.He also raised his wine glass and made a gesture of clinking glasses, drank the limoncello in the glass and asked, "Can I have another glass?"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

This bar can be regarded as the place where Grindelwald obtained information, and the mixed fish and dragons here can give him a good cover.I saw Frank take out a small note from his arms, Grindelwald took it and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.

Frank said: "This is the latest behavior of your useless brothers. Durmstrang is not as peaceful as it seems. See that wretched man with Zara beard in the corner on the left? He was sent to keep an eye on me. Yes, but don't worry, I'll do him later."

"You've worked hard."

"It is my honor to serve you." Frank said as he bent down slightly, and he kept looking at Albus.It wasn't until Albus motioned him but said it was all right, Frank opened his mouth again: "My lord, is it really appropriate to choose a half-dragon as an admonisher? I don't mean to look down on Mr. Dumbledore, it's just that Dem There has never been a precedent for this in Strong's history."

"I have my own thoughts. For now, he is indeed the perfect candidate." Grindelwald replied.

Albus shrugged his shoulders towards Frank. He couldn't influence Grindelwald's thoughts on this matter, and he couldn't get in the way, not to mention that they still had their own interests to fulfill.

"Okay." Frank saw that Grindelwald's position was very firm, and he knew that he could not be shaken, so he stopped trying.

He sighed, looked at Grindelwald and continued: "My lord, I hope you will not be so hasty in choosing a queen in the future."