Civilization and Harmony Hogwarts

Isn't it...you, are you moving so fast?

Afu was shocked!

Didn't you always insist on exuding the fragrance of a single dog during the seven years at Hogwarts?Why do you look like you are going to succeed with Grindelwald right now?

"You are..." Afu asked tentatively.

"I'll pay attention later." Albus said firmly.

Um, oh...

I will pay attention later...

That's fine.

Afu waved goodbye to Albus soon after reminding him of the matter, and then the two went back to their respective homes.

After being inseparable from Albus, Afu, who was walking home, suddenly got a jolt and reacted.

You said that you will pay attention in the future, so this "later"... how long is it?

Tomorrow is also the future, and next year is also the future, so this "later"...

Afu's whole face immediately collapsed.

If she rushed forward to ask the bottom line now, if the two of them had already opened their minds, it would be strange for me, an outsider, to care about their relationship so much, but if they were still in an ambiguous period, wouldn't I give it to Green? Devo sent an assist!

No!

It's fine that Mrs. Afu didn't add trouble to Grindelwald, how could she give assists for nothing!

Absolutely not!

Afu, with a firm belief, stared brightly, and took firm steps towards home.

Life is not easy, Afu sighed.

……

Albus was the only one in the Dumbledore family when Gellert called.

Percival and Candela went out, and Aberforth went out to graze his lambs—a few more lambs had been lost, and the flock had added some new companions, and Aberforth was going to take them with him. They went out to run in with each other, and Ariana was invited to play at Afu's house.

To be a guest, but there is only one person in the other's family, and the other family members have gone out-for some sensitive people, it may feel uncomfortable, thinking that the other's family does not welcome him, but Gellert feels that he is alone with Albus. Getting along with this arrangement is very much in line with my own wishes.

Gellert walked into the door of Dumbledore's house with a natural expression, unconsciously relieved that only Albus was at home, then suppressed his thoughts, followed Albus into his private space with a calm expression .

The warm red curtains were held up by bronze hooks, the books on the entire wall were arranged in an orderly manner, and the shelves were full of various honorary medals that Albus had won.

The half-open closet seemed to have knocked over a paint tray, and Gellert could clearly see strips of brightly colored ribbons hanging inside and a pointy wizard hat decorated with star patterns, and the top of the hat was still dangling from the top of the hat. gems and decorations.

Open books, parchments and ink-stained quills are scattered messily on the large desk. The warm-colored woolen blankets on the floor may look stuffy in summer, but the magical means of wizards can completely keep the room suitable temperature.

Maybe... Albus's room was too brightly colored, and Gellert felt his body temperature slowly rising.

In order to cover up the unnatural condition of his body, Gellert strode to the window until he felt the cool breeze blowing in front of him, and he was able to calm down the heat of his body a little.

"Albus, do you like those hats?" Gellert looked at the half-covered wardrobe, trying to divert his attention.

"Oh, you said that." Albus was about to walk up to Gellert, but his movement was interrupted by his words, so Albus walked to the wardrobe, "I think these hats are very interesting."

Albus picked up a dark red pointed wizard hat embroidered with small golden sun patterns, and a golden star filled with cotton was sewn on the peak of the hat.

He put the hat on his head—the size of his head was just right, the wide brim stood upright, and the gold star decoration fell to his face due to gravity.

"I've always thought that when I'm old, my hair and beard will be gray - oh, I'm going to start growing a beard at a certain age - and I'll be wearing a different hat every day, of course, or I should Order matching robes." Albus's mind was full of whimsical ideas, "Maybe I will be able to lead the elderly trend in the wizarding world!"

"Those ribbons are what I plan to use to tie my beard!" Albus pointed to the colorful ribbons piled up beside him, "A long beard, tied with ribbons, looks a bit like a broomstick!"

Although the Dumbledores have not produced for several generations, the patents of various magic items, spells and potions accumulated from generation to generation are enough to fill their family's vault at Gringotts, and even the space of a vault is not enough , and opened a few more.

As the eldest son, Albus, who was mature and sensible since he was a child, was stuffed with a large bunch of Gringotts keys by Percival early on, so that he could pick it up if he needed it.

Albus used money directly to do experiments and buy materials on weekdays, but the Galleon pile in the treasury did not decrease but increased instead—because Albus made profits from various research results.

Albus Li, who has so much money that he can't run out, has some interesting hobbies, so it makes sense!

(Albus: I am an upright young man, I don’t smoke or drink and am not lewd, I like to collect some interesting hats, what’s wrong?)

Looking at Albus's vigorous appearance, Gellert's rigorous German aesthetics is ready to move, but seeing Albus's outstanding face and that "childlike" hat at the moment, Gellert punched his aesthetic back into place.

(Gellert's aesthetic: I have something to say!

Gellert: Go back you! )

"Very...good idea." Gellert praised "sincerely" without knowing his aesthetics, and then added, as if trying to prove something, "It's very interesting."

Gellert did his best to keep his eyes on Albus's face, trying not to widen his field of vision, to keep his mind from involuntarily seeing an elderly Albus with white hair and beard wearing a star hat and a star hat. Image of the robe.

'But...' Gellert saw the gold stars on Albus's face, 'Albus looks good in anything these days. '

So he let out a long breath, watching Albus's slender fingers carelessly fiddle with the dangling golden stars.