The Last Goodbye

Really kind of like him.Those unyielding green eyes.Like a cat, she clings to his soft expression when she acts like a spoiled child.The courage to carry out the task without delay.The perfect disguise and bright smile when negotiating with Heydrich.He's really charming - like the Deathly Hallows that draws him in.His desire wants him.But reason says no.

"I'll give you one last chance." Grindelwald smiled softly, and he decided to leave the choice to the other party. "Ask me for mercy, and I'll let you go."

Both his desire and his reason stood on the edge of a cliff, and Harry could send one of them off with just a touch.He knew that the other party didn't realize it at all, but as long as the kitten lowered his proud little head, he promised not to touch him. Harry was laughing too, not paying attention to how charming and sexy his provocative smile looked to the other person.The green almond eyes narrowed slightly, and they glanced contemptuously at the person behind them.

"Go ahead and dream." Harry said clearly.

Grindelwald's sanity sank into an abyss.

2.4THEDIS GUISER, PARTII

1940

At that moment, lightning pierced through the spine and traveled all the way up the spine.

Grindelwald's eyes dazzled with excitement.This is natural.He is a normal man, and he will lose his mind at that time.However, at that moment, the person under him suddenly broke free and turned around abruptly, his hands immobilized by magic were still behind his back. When Harry quickly turned around, Grindelwald only saw a pair of green eyes—there was no daze, no excitement inside. Bewildered or fallen—they are brutal and cold, like the light of a deadly curse.

Green is approaching violently!

Grindelwald's heart stopped beating.

That's real fear.

Harry was too fast, so fast that he couldn't open his shield, couldn't cast a spell, couldn't back away, couldn't give orders, couldn't do anything.He could only watch helplessly as the other party raised his neck, his black hair threw an arc, and his blood-red lips swept towards his neck in an instant.In a daze he realized what Harry was holding in his mouth—

There is a thin piece of silver between the ceramic teeth.

Knife!

The ice stuck to the neck, and the white blade cut into the skin.

Harry shook his head violently...!

The knife stopped half an inch below Grindelwald's skin, just a millimeter from his carotid artery.At that moment, time and space stagnate.The whole world stopped turning. Harry froze in place, his body trembling violently, and veins popped out of his neck.

He hesitated!

He can't do it!

Grindelwald pinpointed the gap, grabbed the opponent's hair, and pulled him away from his body! Harry still had the knife in his mouth when he was pulled away, directly tearing the flesh from his neck. Grindelwald didn't feel any pain at all, he only felt a kind of stimulation that he had never experienced before - fear and excitement at the same time, which made his back tremble and his hair stand on end!

That is the pleasure that can only be experienced when brushing shoulders with death.

He burst out laughing.Not ridicule, but pure, exhilarating exhilaration and joy in the aftermath!The magic shield opened instantly, blocking all possible counterattacks.The person who was pulled away was panting heavily, and then without warning, Harry let out a huge scream from his chest!

He screamed heartbreakingly.

It sounded like it was about to break down in pain.

He was like a trapped wild animal, desperately, desperately, screaming with the last of his strength.

He missed his only chance!The only... chance to escape!He gave up all the opportunities in exchange for dignity!

He relented!He failed!

A hoarse growl echoed in the bedroom.The cry was many times more miserable than when the wrist was pierced.He screamed so painfully, so desperately, that Grindelwald thought he'd snap his vocal cords.But the dark wizard didn't do anything, didn't say anything, he just grabbed Harry's hair and waited quietly, waited.Until the opponent's roar gradually weakened, and finally turned into fragmented gasps.

Harry didn't shed a single tear.

He bit the knife tightly with his teeth. Grindelwald just let him bite, too.Harry would gnash his teeth if he took it away now.Finally the young man stopped screaming, and tremblingly raised his green eyes.His eyes wandered around the dark wizard's face out of focus, but he never met his eyes. Grindelwald thought he would get angry, continue to humiliate this man, torment this man, but he didn't.This man had lied to him, defied him, attempted to kill him a few minutes ago...

But he wasn't angry at all.

He understood the moment he heard Harry scream.

He understood how cruel he was.

He is the hunter who caught the lion.Caught it with mean means.Shackle it.Put on a collar.Brand it.Throw in a cage.He did everything possible to tame it.If it was disobedient, he beat it, tortured it, made it bleed, and made it hurt.He felt that as long as he kept torturing it, he could smooth out its animal nature and make it obediently obey his orders.His lion is too proud, no matter how he is treated, he will not bow his head and shed tears, but that does not mean that he is not in pain.It is a lion galloping on the prairie, the king of all beasts, the overlord of a party, never has it suffered such humiliation in its life!It must have been so painful that it wanted to kill the hunter.It must have been so painful that it wanted to die.

He knew exactly what he was doing now.So he is not angry with the lion.He caught it because it was a lion, but why would he foolishly want it to be his cat?He suddenly felt sad.He really felt distressed.His lion is so proud, but in order to escape from him, not even the last bit of dignity, just to seize his most vulnerable moments!

He must be unable to bear it, he must really be unable to bear it.He almost made it!But at the last moment, he actually relented!How cruel the hunter was to him, whipping him, humiliating him, torturing him... But he couldn't kill the hunter, he just missed the only chance to regain his freedom.This captured lion let his assailant live at the cost of his own dignity and freedom!

Grindelwald reached out and pulled the blade out of Harry's mouth with all his might, and he didn't mind the fact that he bit him hard.He finally took out the blade and threw it away, and then straightened their clothes with a wave of his hand.He untied the restraints on Harry's hands, repaired the other's dislocated wrist, and then hugged the young man up.The person in his arms struggled desperately, but he was so badly injured that he didn't have much energy left, and such a move opened the wound on his back, making him shiver with pain.

"Stay still!" Grindelwald ordered angrily.He put Harry on the bed, let him rest on his shoulder, and drew out his wand to heal him.Grindelwald clicked his tongue at those bloody gashes.The person leaning on his shoulder let out a vague moan.Only then did he realize that the other party seemed to be unconscious. Grindelwald reached out and touched Harry's forehead, which was terribly hot.He immediately cast a healing spell on the person in his arms, followed by a cooling spell.Dots of white light fell from the elder tree, instantly sinking into the blood-stained body.

Merlin.The black wizard frowned tightly.How... How could I hurt him like this.

"Woo..." Harry, who was already unconscious, clenched his clothes tightly, probably because the fever made him feel cold, and he burrowed into the opponent's arms in a daze.His blood stained the dark wizard's senior shirt in patches of crimson, like roses blooming in the snow. Grindelwald hugged him tightly.He put away his wand, and directly let the magic power radiate from his body, wrapping the person who was cowering in his arms.It's wasteful, but obviously more effective.

Harry leaned against him tremblingly, greedily sucking on his warmth and magic power.Gradually, the young man's breathing eased, and he relaxed his frowning brows. Grindelwald tightened his embrace gently, not stopping the magic slowly overflowing from his body.It wasn't until he was too tired himself that he finally gave up, and then gently put Harry on the bed and tucked him in.

The black wizard wiped his sweat in embarrassment, sat down at the foot of the bed, and let out a long sigh of relief.The room was dry and dry, and he tried to loosen his shirt, only to notice that a button was missing from his chest.He froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of something. Grindelwald bent down, retrieved the knife he had thrown away from the bed, and cast a Restoration Charm on it.The blade twisted and deformed in his palm, until it was a metal button of the exact same style as the one missing from his shirt.He gets it.

He thought the kid was picking this when Harry was crying on his chest.From that moment on, it was a planned murder. Harry was tempting himself.And he took the bait himself.If it wasn't for the other party's last-minute soft-heartedness, I just... Soul magic can indeed ensure that Harry can't kill him with spells, but it can't prevent physical attacks. Grindelwald laughed self-deprecatingly.He simply didn't know whether to feel stupid or to think the other party was scary.other