I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

On this day, Semmerer was standing behind the bar in an apron as usual, making cocktails.

In front of the bar, Albus was sipping the butterbeer that Semele made for him. Butterbeer requires boiling the beer, and after boiling, the alcohol will evaporate.

So this is actually a drink rather than wine, and children can drink it.

Besides him, there was a black cat lying on the side of the bar. No doubt, it was Isabel.

The Ogham text itself can transform a person into an animal, so even if she regains her body, she can still turn into a cat.

She was observing Albus there, but other than that, there was no one else in the store, because Xia Ya's store in White City had already put up a sign that it was temporarily closed.

Today I am here specifically to receive these people.

"pat~"

As the door outside was pushed open, Gayward walked in. He immediately saw Semele standing behind the bar.

"Welcome." Semele smiled.

"Hello." Gayward came over and put the invitation in his hand on the bar. "Someone asked me to come here."

Semele smiled and said, "Sit down and take a rest first. You must be exhausted after traveling such a long distance."

Gaevaud was silent for a moment, and just as Semele said, he didn't take a carriage and came all the way on foot.

Seeing that he was still standing, Semele smiled and said, "Sit down and relax."

"Knowledge cannot be acquired overnight. Since you have chosen to wait, you might as well wait a little longer."

"I can't wait." Gaward said in a low voice.

"What's your name?"

At this time, Albus on the side spoke.

Gaward turned to look at him.

"My name is Albus Dumbledore, from the Imperial Capital." Albus said.

Initially in Europe, such as ancient Britain, people only had first names but no surnames.

Starting from the 10th century, which is equivalent to the end of the Tang Dynasty, some nobles took fiefdom as their surname.

Later, other nobles and ordinary people also imitated them and chose surnames for themselves.

From the 11th century to the Renaissance in the 16th century, Christianity required the registration of surnames, and surnames became commonly used.

Britannia is similar. The longest history of the surname is only two to three hundred years.

They were not nobles, and their surnames were not too important to commoners.

So Albus changed himself to a last name to represent his gratitude to the magician who gave him this knowledge, and also to represent a kind of inheritance.

"Gayward Hogned," said Gayward.

When Char allowed the handwriting to be revealed on the invitation, she gave Grindelwald's fate to Gayward.

So this moment can actually be said to be a fateful encounter.

The gears of fate began to turn at this moment.

However, he did not embody the magical knowledge of the HP world into his mind like Albus.

One is because Albus already has this knowledge in his mind, and there is no point in manifesting it anymore except to waste the power of fate.

The second is that he is not stable compared to Albus. He gave him magic knowledge but did not teach him other knowledge. He will obviously be eager for revenge.

This is not what Char wants. Although Grindelwald is not a good person, he is not a machine that only wants revenge. He is a thoughtful and directional person.

At least in the HP world, compared to the villain Voldemort, Grindelwald's situation is much bigger.

After Grindelwald was released from prison, he responded to everyone's call, conquered half of Europe on the battlefield, and almost ruled the world.

Look at Voldemort again. He killed a baby and was killed in return. After being resurrected, there were two or three little fishes. He spent eight years outsmarting several minors and was finally killed.

Maybe the soul was cut too finely.

"We may be classmates in the future." Albus smiled, "I'll treat you to a glass of butterbeer.

You probably haven't had it before, but it tastes great. "

He looked at Semmerer and said, "Sir, give him a drink like mine."

"No problem." Semler smiled, and then began to mix the butterbeer, which was quickly placed in front of Gaiward. It was filled with a large beer glass, and the portion was very generous.

Gayward's mood eased slightly. He sat on the chair in front of the bar, lifted the butterbeer in front of him and took a sip. Then he looked at the wine in the glass with some surprise, and continued to drink heavily.

After a while, he put down the wine glass and let out a sigh of relief.

"How about it? Does it taste good?" Albus smiled.

Gaward nodded.

At this time, the door was pushed open again, and this time many people came in, including Catherine, Harlon, the children she had adopted, and Helen and her grandfather.

Helen walked to the bar and said to Semele, "Hello, my name is Helen."

There is a little curiosity in those big round eyes, which are bright and endearing.

Semmerer smiled and said, "I heard someone mention you."

He poured a small cup of butterbeer from the stove on one side and handed it to the little guy.

“That’s what the guy ordered for you.

You must be freezing after walking so far, so drink some hot drinks to warm yourself up. "

"Thank you!"

Helen took the butterbeer and took a sip, her eyes brightening a little more.

She turned her head and looked at the old man standing at the door, "Grandpa, come here quickly! This is delicious!"

The old man came over. He was wearing a burlap coat, his hair and beard were gray, and there were many wrinkles on his face.

He was a little shy, perhaps because his clothes were incompatible with the high-end style around him.

He came over, took off his hat and signaled to Semele.

"Hello, you can call me Hyde, thank you for saving me."

Semele raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You must have recognized the wrong person. I don't know you."

Hyde looked at Helen, and Helen shook her head, indicating that it was not him.

"Sorry," Hyde said.

"Sit there and take a rest." Semele pointed to the seat on that side and smiled, "If you want to drink, you can have some."

"Thank you." Hyde took Helen to the window seat.

Catherine and Harlon were looking at the surrounding decorations at the moment.

"When that gentleman came to the tavern three years ago, he told me that he also opened a tavern." Catherine said to Harlon, "It should be here."

"But to be honest, compared with this tavern, our tavern is just an abandoned and rotten house." Harlon whispered.

Catherine smiled helplessly. Although it sounded harsh, she couldn't refute it.

The style and decoration of this tavern are not comparable to their tavern.

At this time, the door opened again, and this time several families came in. For a while, the tavern became slightly crowded.

These should be the magic adaptors and their guardians found by the little goblins. They are all looking around curiously.