The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

The classmate looked at the patches of smoke in front of him thoughtfully, and said with some certainty.

"It's not his own? You still have the heart to care about this? I have to say, he is indeed our college bully Cedric, he is really awesome." The classmate next to him said with a look of surprise.

"Uh...actually, I just observed it by accident." Cedric said with a blushing face after being a little shy from his boast.

"When he first appeared on the stage, his wand was not the same as usual. I heard that he would usually keep some backhands during duels, for example, hide a lot of wands, and the last one to appear is his wand, which is also the last one. The magic wand that fits him. I remember, Yan Zeyue called this wonderful trick on the Internet "Lao Liu's behavior."

Cedric looked at the smoke in front of him and said.

"Syd, so the wand he took out at the beginning was not his own, but his spare one, and now the gray-black one with some blue patterns on it is his own magic wand. ?” Rolf’s eyes were a little evasive, as if he didn’t dare to look at others.

"Yes." Cedric nodded.

"Aha, with your temper, you have always been like this. You have to hold back in everything you do." Orlynworth looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

"Of course, the person standing in front of you is the proud son of China." Yan Zeyue raised her head proudly.

"By the way, I want to ask you something." Olynworth suddenly remembered something. He said it was important, but it didn't seem important, and he said it wasn't important, but it seemed particularly important.

"After I died in the last life, what did you do with it?" Orlingworth had a wonderful illusion.

"Hmm... cremation, you said it, I remember your last life, when you were about eight or nine years old, you told me jokingly that if you died, it would be better to have cremation. If I walk at night, I'm afraid, Then take part of your ashes, as if you were with me.

Yan Zeyue looked at Orlynworth in front of her, and said softly, her eyes were turbulent, as if caught in a memory.

"Where did the ashes go? Didn't you say that you were hit by that big truck? Then you..." Olynworth felt a thump in his heart, as if he had overlooked something...

As expected, Yan Zeyue's expression became visibly tense.

"Why do you ask this? Are you still afraid that I will be hit by a truck while holding your urn, and then throw the ashes away?" Yan Zeyue tried to put on a relaxed posture. This is Olynworth What I told him is that if you bring up the sad things in the previous life, you must not show too much concern, just mention it with a relaxed face, and it will be fine.

"Of course I don't care about those little things, but..." Orlynworth frowned, feeling the rope binding his hands, and struggled a little uncomfortable.

"I always feel a little uneasy... It seems that something happened after my death..." Orlynworth approached him, and his tone inevitably trembled.

"An incident happened? What else could it be? Could it be that the big truck happened to knock me over?" Yan Zeyue scratched her head in confusion.

"Hey, just think I'm thinking too much...it's better to be like this." Orlynworth blinked and said with a relaxed face.