dragon and boy

The love potion is only a small pot, but its potency is enough to fascinate a wild boar.Snape repeatedly emphasized to Albus that if you only need to be infatuated, three drops are enough, if there are too many drops, it will be himself who suffers.

Albus took the medicine bottle, carefully holding it in his hand and playing with it.He came to the bar that Frank opened on the street, and walked in with his head down. Albus couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for this place after a long time.

This bar was the first place he was familiar with after coming to Durmstrang.

The bar was still full of people, and I don't know what the people inside were discussing. The shouts in the crowd rose and fell, and the wave was higher than the wave.

Albus pushed through the crowd, he found Frank who was busy at the bar, found an empty seat to sit down, and he called Frank over.

"A glass of limoncello, thank you."

"There's no limoncello now." Frank said, and the moment he looked at Albus, he changed his words immediately, "Well, you can drink it."

Albus wondered: "Why?"

"You do not know?"

Albus shook his head, Frank continued: "Gellert bought out my limoncello recipe, and now limoncello has become a royal recipe, I don't dare to make it casually."

Frank was not in a hurry to prepare limoncello, but took advantage of his spare time, pulled up a chair, and sat face to face with Albus.

When he was agitated, he would use his fingers to pull down his hood slightly, and the hood was pulled up to his cheekbones. Frank frowned and looked around, then lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know what they are discussing? "

Albus shrugged: "It's nothing more than Gellert Grindelwald's proposal."

"So?" Frank leaned closer again, "Shall I reveal something? Do you know? Almost everyone in the city participated in this quiz. Everyone was betting on who Gellert proposed to and who won. One can gain..."

"Which statements can be bet on?"

Hearing this, Frank got up, he walked around the bar, took a hood, walked to Albus, handed the hood to the other party, waited until the other party covered his face, he brought Albus to the bar The noisiest of all.

Albus squeezed between two tough men, the man raised his beer glass high, drank it down and put the glass heavily on the table.

The few remaining drops of beer splashed on Albus's face, he frowned, wiped it off with the back of his hand, and asked in a loud voice, "Man, can you take me one?"

The man standing next to Albus should be the person in charge of the bet. He was acquainted with him, he grabbed Albus and said in a friendly manner: "My good brother, which bet should I place?"

While talking, the man took a piece of paper from the side, slowly opened the roll, and it counted all the people who came to him to bet and their bets.

"There are now four factions," the man explained. "The first group of bettors believes that those rumors are false, and His Majesty is going to marry Princess Emilia of Hogwarts. The second group supports His Majesty's marriage in Hogwarts caught up with a certain prince and brought him back to Durmstrang. The third faction thinks that His Majesty the King has taken a fancy to a certain knight in the castle. As for the fourth faction... …”

Seeing that the man hesitated, Albus asked, "What happened to the fourth faction?"

"Uh... To be precise, no one supports the fourth faction yet." The man moved his finger on the drawing, "Although there are such claims, in fact no one believes it. His Majesty the King and his admonitions My lord...this is really unimaginable."

"It's kind of..." said Albus, "besides, he's a man, and a half-dragon."

"So?" The man patted Albus on the shoulder again, "It's time to bet, friend."

Albus fumbled in his pocket for a leather purse, which seemed to be full of marks."How much is the bet?" he asked.

"1:50."

Backing out of the crowd, pulling Frank into a corner, Albus slightly pulled the hood around his face.He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Will you bet with me, Frank? Another friend of mine told me that money is one of the most important things here."

"Of course I followed."

Pulling the hood up again, Albus squeezed back beside the man, who was a head taller than him, and he stretched out his hand to beckon him to stick his head out, before placing the bag of marks back on the table.

"Have you thought about it?"

Albus nodded, he raised his hand in front of everyone, and when he landed his finger on the fourth block, the area without a name, the whole bar fell silent for a moment.

All eyes fell on Albus, seeing that Albus tapped that area with his fingers several times, cleared his throat, and raised his voice and said, "I press here."

Seeing that no one answered, Albus added: "I bet all the coins in this big bag."

The man's eyes fell on the purse that Albus put on the table. He estimated that there were at least five hundred in it. He stretched out his hand in disbelief, moved the purse to his face and opened it. The widened eyes did not blink.

The leather money bag contained not only marks, but the other half was real gold.

"Are you sure you want to press this one?" The man couldn't believe it, and confirmed it again.

"I'm sure." After finishing speaking, Albus turned his head to look at Frank, and asked in a low voice, "How much did you press with me?"

Frank was equally shocked and did not dare to speak. His hand that was about to take out the money at the beginning was frozen in his pocket, and he squinted his eyes that were exposed outside the hood. He did not make any movements for a long time.

Albus saw some clues, and then took out another piece of real gold from his pocket and put it into the purse. He bent his eyes and explained, "This is my bet for my friend."

It was the first time for a man to see someone with such a large bet since he started the gamble, but it's okay to be rich, so why did he insist on a seemingly impossible statement?

He reached out tremblingly for the purse and watched as Albus was hurriedly pulled away from the crowd by Frank.Albus was dragged by Frank into a small room, which seemed to be where Frank usually rested and lived, with a wooden bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and a wardrobe.Although the room is small, he has kept it very neat and tidy, and with some decorations hanging on the walls, it looks very stylish.

Frank put his hands on Albus's shoulders, and pushed him down on the bed. He pulled out the wooden chair and sat face to face with Albus. After a long silence, they still looked at each other.

"Is what you said true?" After a long time, Frank choked out a word and asked, "You and him?"

Albus smiled: "Don't miss this opportunity, this money is enough for you to open several bars."

Frank was silent for a few seconds. He stood up from the chair and walked around the room several times. When he sat back on the wooden chair again, he stood up abruptly. He didn't know what he was muttering silently. .

"You're crazy!" Frank yelled suddenly, "Oh, no! Gellert is crazy! Both of you are crazy!"

"Frank, don't get excited." Albus said leisurely, "You are not the first person to say this about me, but I can assure you that this is the choice he and I made after careful consideration."

"Deliberate?!" Frank raised his voice instantly. He was a little agitated, and even pulled off the hood that had been covering his face.This was the first time Albus saw Frank's real face, with long brown hair and white skin below the cheekbones.There is also a broken horn on the top of his head, which is exactly the same as a unicorn, but it seems that it cannot grow normally.

"I even have reason to suspect that you all made the decision just after waking up!" Frank's expression on his face was very puzzled, "This is ridiculous!"

Frank seemed to have endless things to say, and he danced and danced like a white orangutan eager to find food.

Frank had long persuaded Gellert that he should treat every decision with caution, and the matter of choosing an admonisher was the same, and the matter of choosing a queen should be the same.The choice of Albus Dumbledore, a half-dragon, had puzzled him a lot, and now the queen had fallen to this man. If he could, Frank wanted to throw himself into the wall and be quiet.

"Frank, I have to warn you," said Albus. "You look like an old man. I've never been so worried about you."

"once?"

"I'm 129 years old this year." Albus had just finished speaking. Seeing Frank's booger-eating expression, he couldn't help laughing out loud, "I'm only 20, I'm a liar, very young."

Frank could not tolerate Albus's low-level jokes. He walked to the door of the room, picked up the scarf he tore off when he was excited, and wrapped it again. When he was about to open the door and go out, Albus behind him suddenly said:

"It's not that he is irrational. On the contrary, Gellert Grindelwald's rationality is far beyond your imagination. What you have to do is to trust him, not question his decision. He is your king."

Frank stayed at the door for a few seconds, and there was still a lot of noise outside, which was completely opposite to the silence and embarrassment inside.

Albus stayed in the room for a while, and didn't follow Frank out immediately. He took off the hood that the other party had given him before, and put his hand on the doorknob after a while.

This time, many people outside recognized him, they greeted Albus with a smile, and more people looked at him curiously because of the farce just now.

Albus glanced at the blueprints spread out on the table from the corner of his eye, and under him, many people followed him to bet here one after another.

There was a commotion at the door, and everyone didn't know what they saw or who they saw, and the whole bar immediately booed.

Looking towards the source of the silence, Albus saw a head of dazzling blond hair.Grindelwald stood at the door of the bar and looked for something. No one thought that their majesty the king would appear in such a small bar in the market, and no one dared to speak.

"I'm here to find someone." Grindelwald saw Albus, and a trace of warmth appeared on his expressionless face. He pushed through the crowd and walked in.

The two met eyes, and Albus also chose to go face to face. In front of everyone, he hugged Grindelwald in his arms.