[HP] Water blue light ball

Grindelwald's face was a little ugly.He cast a quick glance at Albus Dumbledore, who was still poised, and looked at Aberforth, frowning.

Now he really regretted that he gave the red-haired boy the chance to choose the number. Although the effect was very good and he did win Al's approving glance, no one told him that he was going to face this Dumbledore.

Aberforth leaned forward, and the recovered red-haired young man in his twenties looked a bit frizzy, with resentment and anger in his eyes, and a bit of unwillingness left over from the accumulation of years.

"Grindelwald, you greedy bug who breaks up other people's families, tell me honestly, when—"

Aberforth stopped suddenly, and the burning fighting spirit in his brother's blue eyes suddenly fell silent.He stood where he was, silent for a while, and then suddenly sat back on the chair as if dejected.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out a note from the lottery box.

Grindelwald was taken aback for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and couldn't help asking after a while, "Aren't you going to ask me something?"

Aberforth glanced at Grindelwald.

His eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth, not even the familiar irritability in Grindelwald's memory. At this time, he was somewhat similar to his brother.

"Do you think I don't know what you're going to say, Grindelwald?" Aberforth's cold gaze lasted only a few seconds before he yelled loudly again unconsciously, "Those repentant, guilty nonsense! I have already seen through you!"

"What am I asking you? How disgusting were you in the past? How regretful are you now? God knows what I'm asking will change my smug brother! Will Aleana ever come back? No! Let's end this shit quickly. Egg game and get out!"

Grindelwald gritted his teeth, and just as he was about to fight back, he saw Albus' pale face, and the swear words that he almost blurted out were swallowed back into his stomach.

Aberforth had already opened the note at this time: "If you go back to the past, what is the one thing you want to do the most? - Of course, stay away from us, you bastard!"

Grindelwald ignored Aberforth, propped his head up and wondered what he would do if he went back in time.

Give up the saints?Impossible, he will definitely reorganize the Saints, and perhaps adjust his strategy appropriately, but it would be a joke to keep him from conquering Europe.

He would still be the one on top - only this time, he wanted to take Dumbledore with him.

Grindelwald secretly glanced at Albus who lowered his head as if it had nothing to do with him.

"The thing I want to do the most is in Godric's Hollow," he replied, "not so obsessed with the dream of conquering the world, and see my heart clearly..."

"Stay with Albus and his family, and leave with Albus when it's all over and ready to set off."

Harry saw Hermione covered her mouth, she looked like she was about to cry.

Albus Dumbledore's blue eyes blinked slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he still didn't say a word.Aberforth scoffed loudly: "Hypocrisy!"

Grindelwald couldn't help staring back: "You are hypocritical! If I say it sincerely, you also—"

The voice of the ball of light came slowly, interrupting Grindelwald: "Lie."

Grindelwald's half-swearing words choked abruptly in his throat.He looked up at the ball of light, frowned and said, "It's impossible. How could I not know what I really want."

The corner of Albus Dumbledore's mouth ticked up in a mocking way.

The ball of light flew to the center of the room.

He seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time, without even asking Grindelwald to guess again, he directly displayed Grindelwald's memory.

[Godric's Hollow.

The blond boy was leaning against the big tree, fiddling with the red hair of the person who was resting on his lap.

Young Albus is turning the pages of a book wrapped in parchment. 】

The memories of that beautiful summer have been lingering in my mind for too long. During his 53 years in prison, Grindelwald had to pull these out of his mind and chew carefully almost every day.So as soon as he saw the first scene, Grindelwald realized what it was.

He glanced at Albus nervously. Although the latter's expression remained unchanged, his hands were crossed and twisted together - Grindelwald knew that he probably remembered this too.

【"Gail, look," the crisp voice is full of youthful air, warm and full of smiles, "this actually has a spell to make a man pregnant."

The young Grindelwald glanced casually.

"I thought you were looking for clues to the Elder Wand?"

Albus smiled: "I'm looking for it."]

The screen show ends.

Rita Skeeter, who thought she would see something restricted, sighed regretfully.

Grindelwald explained dryly: "I thought about it later, if you really made you—err, you know, pregnant, would you forgive me for the sake of the child—"

Albus glanced at him, his eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he had expected it.

In Nurmengard's 53 years, he may have changed, but he is still the proud and arrogant boy.

Enveloped by Albus's blue eyes, Grindelwald, who has always been smooth-talking, has already forgotten what he should say in the second half of his speech.

It must have been in Nurmengard for a long time, and he couldn't even speak, he thought dejectedly.

"Okay, this question is over~"

The ball of light giggled, seemingly very satisfied, and twirled several times in the air, and then added: "There are only three chances to draw lots, and the victory is in sight~ Next one, Draco Malfoy!"

Malfoy was obviously still not used to the gazes of the two demon kings on the left and right.He shook nervously, looked at the people sitting opposite him, stuttered for a while, and finally said reluctantly: "I choose number three."

Ron looked at Malfoy in surprise, and opened his mouth as if to say thank you, but he didn't say it in the end.

Harry smiled gratefully at Malfoy.Draco's ears turned red, and he turned away awkwardly.

The dice landed.

5 number.

Draco gritted his teeth, and at this moment his thoughts were surprisingly consistent with the blond Dark Lord beside him - if he had known that the result of the dice roll would be like this, even if he could get Harry's gratitude, he would have thought about it carefully.

Skeeter screamed excitedly - of course it soon died down under the gaze of everyone, especially the two Dark Lords.

She looked at Malfoy, her high-pitched voice trembling slightly with excess excitement.

"Draco Malfoy, what do you think is the biggest breaking news about yourself?"

The muscles in Draco's face twitched.

This way of asking is also too cunning, obviously to force him to say something that the public wants to know but doesn't know.

And all the scandals of the Malfoy family combined, in the eyes of those gossip wizards, it is probably not as good as those romantic lace news.

Malfoy would really rather Skeeter ask him about family scandals.

He opened his mouth, and found that his voice seemed to have been muted, and he couldn't say a word.

He finally compromised and leaned back on the chair, obviously gave up struggling, and looked up at the ball of light: "You—you retrieve the memory."