dragon and boy

Grindelwald's question is a long story.

Even if he is as witty as Albus, he can't define the relationship between himself and Grindelwald very well. After all, the matter of emotion is something that he has spent his whole life failing to understand.

Albus and Snape sat face to face in this dark and oppressive room, the faint candlelight hit the wall, and he could smell the tangy dust in this room.

"I suppose...we could start from the beginning," said Albus. "When did you get here?"

"Nine years ago," said Snape, "my soul was split by the Avada Kedavra, and the split half of my soul was transported here the year I died."

"You mean because of Avada..."

"But in the past few years, I have met a lot of people, but they are not the ones we are familiar with. For example, Hagrid, he is just an ordinary person with gigantism here." Snape interrupted Albus to explain Said, "There are also those Death Eaters who also used the Unforgivable Curse like me. Although their nature is still the same bad, they are born and bred in this world. Wizards and elves, and even many species, are here. It is impossible to exist!"

Albus asked again: "Then what have you been doing all these years here? I don't understand why you need so much money?"

"Lily and Harry," Snape said, "I've been looking for them. Money and status are the only indicators of people in this world. I just want to find them and use..."

Snape didn't go on, but Albus understood his meaning clearly: "You want to make up for them with money? Snape, you didn't do anything wrong. They are people we know, but they also no."

"Dumbledore, you know, Lily's death... I'm also partly responsible."

Albus shook his head. "I just know how much you love Lily Evans. You've done enough for them, I swear to Merlin."

Snape stood up from the chair, he rushed to Albus and thumped the table lightly, a trace of panic appeared on his usually indifferent face, as if the other party had peeped into his heart, at this moment he really wanted to say goodbye yelled at Albus, you don't understand anything.

But he calmed down, Snape calmed down, and he asked, "What about you? Why haven't you been out of the Forbidden Forest?"

The scene where Albus rolled up his sleeves reminded Snape of seeing Dumbledore showing his blackened palm.

Unlike the skinny hand, the arm in front of him was covered with scales, and it looked like a dragon.Snape opened his eyes wide, watching this in disbelief.

"Albus Dumbledore here was born in the Forbidden Forest. His mother was a dragon and his father was a man." Albus stated, "That's why I have never been out. A group of dragons have lived together for more than ten years. And dragons never compete with the world, just like the school motto of Hogwarts, never disturb the sleeping dragon."

Albus picked up the empty medicine bottle on the table and played with it in his hand. He glanced at the figure on the wall and said, "Andrea, it's the dragon that was poisoned by your medicine. It's mine." A friend. As you should know, she was supposed to be Durmstrang's adviser."

"So now this position falls to you?" Snape asked, "That lunatic Grindelwald chose you? Are you crazy too? Dumbledore, you never used to be so irrational, didn't you True dragon, do you want to use your human body to face those swords that don't have eyes?"

Snape frowned. He attributed the surname Grindelwald to the unfounded tradition that the admonisher must have the same surname as the incumbent.

He also heard a little bit about the accident between Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the past.Like the version known to others, Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the story once conspired together in a delusional attempt to find the Deathly Hallows.

He drifted his gaze to Albus's waist, and was suddenly attracted by the pattern on the saber. His eyes stayed on the symbol of the Deathly Hallows, and Snape's eyes on Albus instantly changed. It's complicated.

"Dumbledore, what do you want to do?"

"There are no Deathly Hallows here, Snape." Albus put his hand on the hilt of his sword. "It's just a pattern, that's all."

"Is Grindelwald that person?" Snape asked, "He told you that there are elves in this world."

Albus froze for a while, then nodded.He couldn't hide this from Snape, not to mention that Grindelwald held a pivotal position in the magic world back then, and his existence could not be ignored.

Snape had already had a hunch that he had looked up information about Grindelwald in the library, and those books were written with only a few words.Although there is no detailed information about Grindelwald, he has been thinking about such a topic: If he met Grindelwald instead of Voldemort, would he be willing to follow in the footsteps of the Dark Lord?

He felt that the answer was yes. If the person he was following was Grindelwald, maybe he would not even be persuaded by Dumbledore, and he would believe in it until the day they were defeated.

"Dumbledore." Snape said again, asking the question he had always been curious about but almost no one knew about, "What were you and Grindelwald plotting in the past?"

Albus opened his mouth slightly, still unable to confess the mistakes he made in his youth.He has also been tempted by power, and has been blinded by power. The phrase "I once dreamed of finding the Deathly Hallows with Grindelwald and conquering the world together" was firmly pressed in the bottom of his heart by Albus, and he lowered his eyes. He grabbed the fabric of the pants on his thighs with his hands.

"I can only say... I made a big mistake once." Albus stood up, walked to the door, and put his hand on the doorknob, "Maybe more than one, a series of mistakes .”

If he hadn't been dissatisfied with the status quo of being trapped in his family, Albus would not have been easily attracted by Grindelwald; if he hadn't been blindly pursuing love, he wouldn't have had the crazy idea of ​​"wizards controlling Muggles" If it wasn't for his unforgettable old love for Grindelwald, he would have stood up to confront his old lover earlier, because fewer people died in that war.

Love, family, responsibility... In fact, there is nothing that can make Albus Dumbledore feel relieved, even a little bit.

Albus gave Snape the rest of the time, and before leaving, he begged if he could brew the antidote quickly.I wanted to go to Grindelwald to explain everything, but just after talking with Snape, Albus suddenly remembered a lot of bad memories.

He wanted to relax, so he climbed up the blocked tower alone.The tower was a bit bleak, and walking up the stairs one by one, Albus saw that every corner was covered with cobwebs.

Someone came to the tower one step ahead of him, and Albus looked at the back of the man, who was standing on the edge of the tower with a precarious appearance.

A gust of wind brought the smell of autumn, with the fragrance of dead leaves, blowing away the whole mist.

Grindelwald looked back and saw Albus standing on the stairs.

"I'm here to take a look," Grindelwald said.

"Not allowed in here," said Albus.

Albus just said something casually, and he stood beside Grindelwald, facing the misty mountains, the autumn wind blowing towards his face with a long-lost sense of familiarity.

He felt as if he was still the principal of this school. He seemed to hear Hagrid's long whistle, and the loud sound of the huge clock behind him. The students in the class passed by.

"Did you like this?" Albus asked.

"No, I hate this."

"But I love it."

Speaking of which, Albus turned around, and after a long silence, he faced Grindelwald, and stretched out his hand to help the other party straighten his perfectly neat collar.

Looking at Albus, who was somewhat uncharacteristically, Grindelwald slowly held his hand. He had something to say, but when the words came to his mouth, he seemed to be blocked, and he could only look at the other party speechlessly.

"Grindelwald, I actually saw my former lover in the Mirror of Erised." Albus suddenly said, "I have to deny that he is a complete jerk, he made me and he ruined me." I."

He took his hand out of Grindelwald's palm, took a half step back, and continued: "You know, what is in the Mirror of Erised is not the future. But I really miss him so much, that's why he appeared in Kiss me in the mirror, but I also understand that I can't indulge in that virtual world, Erised is as fascinating as toffee finger cakes."

"Albus, what do you want to tell me?" Grindelwald rubbed his finger against the side of the ring on his index finger, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, "If you just want to tell me what a jerk your old lover is... ...maybe I can give you what you want."

"Why do you still refuse to admit it?"

Albus's brows were still furrowed, but he chuckled lightly, fixed his eyes on Grindelwald, and took a deep breath: "Come on, Gellert, I need a little courage from you."

Pointing his finger at the position of his heart, Albus continued: "Stimulate those dragon's blood, this is your only chance."

In the bottom of Grindelwald's heart, it seemed that there was an answer that was about to come out. He did not ask his inner doubts, but chose to act according to Albus's instructions.

He clenched his palms into fists, and just when the other party felt an indescribable restlessness ignited in his body, without hesitation, he saw Albus step forward.

Beside the high tower, while a group of singing birds flew by in the cloud and mist not far away, Albus pulled Grindelwald's collar abruptly, closed his eyes, and kissed him deeply.