Hogwarts Archmage

"Every time I see you, I regret that I was born in the wrong era. Otherwise, as long as I win you over..."

Grindelwald tried hard to hold up his eyes, which seemed to be lackluster, and stared at Man with half-lidded eyelids, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"You are overthinking. No matter what, I will never slaughter innocent people without any scruples for your sake."

Grindelwald chuckled lightly, crossed his legs on the table, put his hands behind his head, leaned back on the boss's chair, looked at the starry sky appearing on the ceiling, and said slowly:

"Marne Miley Langley, a boy named a girl. Have you ever thought about why... But it's not important. Please ask yourself a question, do you really care about the lives of those innocent people? ?”

Ma En frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Grindelwald did not answer, but continued to speak in that slow tone: "You promise me something you can't do, and if you do it, I will tell you what the future will be like? I rarely tell a person directly. What will he face in the future?"

"What you said is very contradictory... I can't do it, so how can I do it?"

"Why don't you ask what it is first?"

"Okay, so what's the matter?" Ma En asked, suppressing the irritability in his heart.

Grindelwald sat upright in an instant, his dull eyes opened their wrinkled eyelids, became bright and shining, and stared straight at Ma En: "I want you to kill your sister. "

"What did you say?"

Marn suspected that there was something wrong with his ears or Grindelwald's brain, and asked in disbelief.

Grindelwald said slowly but firmly: "I want you to kill your sister, Margaery Leanne Langley."

The empty and dark room suddenly became brighter. A circle of golden-red flames appeared from the outer wall of the room and slowly compressed in towards the two people talking on both sides of the desk in the center of the hall.

The temperature soared rapidly, and Grindelwald's gray face also turned red with rising blood, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled and said: "Don't you care about the future? Or you don't dare to let her continue. One-half chance of surviving?”

"I never cared about the future, and I didn't really want to hear a half of that shit, but it wasn't that I didn't dare, but because I didn't want to think that I was a hero who made sacrifices for her in front of her, Mr. Grindelwald. , don’t use your language trap to attract me, otherwise, someone will die when I fall.”

Grindelwald seemed to have lost his strength and fell back on the boss's chair. His bright eyes once again became dull and he stared blankly at the ceiling: "Some people will die, many people will die, or they will all live. Live long enough to grow old and die naturally.”

"I do not understand."

"You're pretending not to understand."

"I think we've talked long enough."

"Goodbye, Mr. Langley."

"It would be best never to see you again, Mr. Grindelwald."

The fire in the room that rushed towards the two people slowly shrank and flowed back into the body along Ma En's hand. Ma En stood up and walked towards the door of the room. When the door was about to open and left the room, Green Devoe spoke for the last time.

"A friendly reminder, Mr. Langley, don't try to leave this planet before your next return, or evolution as you say, otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life... Also, there is one thing that may make you a little disappointed, We will definitely meet again in the future.”

Marn stood at the door for a while, and finally said: "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Grindelwald, but actually... I'm afraid of heights."

Grindelwald froze.

Ma En opened the door and walked out. Just as he was about to leave this floor, he heard the wild laughter in the room, mixed with some coughs that seemed to take out his lungs.

There is no escalator entrance on the top floor, you have to go down one floor to find one.

Listening to those voices, Ma En wondered if this old guy was dying, but he didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, he quickly walked to the door of the escalator, opened the door and walked in to the second floor. He opened the door and reached the store. .

The store owner raised his head and looked through the gap in his reading glasses: "It's Mr. Langley. Please wait a moment. Mr. Walder will be here soon. He just went to deal with a small matter. He should be back soon."

As he spoke, he took a large jar of candy and handed it to Ma En: "I heard that your wife loves sweets very much. This is a handmade candy that I researched myself, but everyone said that the sweetness is too high. Please help me. Give it to her so she can taste it and give her some opinions."

"Oh~"

Ma En thought for a moment and took it: "Then I'll thank you in advance for her. She should like it. I always think she can eat sweets better than Dumbledore, but she is more restrained."

"Then she is really happy. Sweets are the truth of this world..."

"But eating too much will hurt your stomach and teeth."

"You don't understand..."

The old man was still planning to argue with Ma En, but at this time Walder opened the door and came in.

"Huh? Old Bunky's candy? It's for Esther, right? Let her eat less. This is concentrated sugar, and most people can't stand it."

Ma En spread his hands and felt that he didn't know what to say.

"It looks good, that's not important," Walder looked at Ma En's face and said, "It looks like you and Gellert were not very happy talking."

"It's really not very happy. If he wasn't your friend, there would be only a pile of ashes left by now."

Ma En paused and changed his words: "Maybe there are no ashes left."

Walder sighed and comforted: "Don't worry, the older that guy gets, the worse his brain gets. He always talks crazy things... It's my fault too. Maybe he was locked up for too long..."

"I think maybe you were right to lock him up, otherwise he would have died countless times by now just because of his mouth."

Walder shrugged and changed the topic: "I just went to order a wedding gift for you. Remember to ask Margaery not to find anyone to order the dress and wedding dress. That shop has very high hand-made skills. Probably next year. It can be completed by March.”

"Well, let me tell her...how do you know it was Margaery who helped us report the wedding?" Ma En asked curiously.

"A few days ago, I sent someone to help Margaery handle a batch of newly made potions. Only then did I find out about her agreement with Esther. She seems to have spent a lot of money... preparing to hold an unprecedented grand event for you. wedding…"

Ma En scratched his hair: "Old Walder, do you think I should secretly support Margaery? I always feel a little embarrassed when she spends so much money."

"She sold about three oak barrels of red wine with the amount of Felixir."

"Forget it." Ma En said blankly.