The Last Goodbye

Walking stones. Horace said that this man was the child adopted by the thief, maybe he was adopted because he discovered his talent.Since the thief is Grindelwald's subordinate, and this person is the thief's child—no matter how cruel Grindelwald is, he will not hurt his own children, right?We'll send this man in and steal the Philosopher's Stone. "

Kacha is another thunder! Dumbledore suddenly took a step forward, and Leonard reflexively took a big step back, but he immediately raised his hands red-faced, his brown eyes widened, bursting out with a strong blood!

"I know what you're going to say - please don't!" Leonard growled, "Please stop telling me he's your student! Didn't I know he was your student! Didn't I know he was a child! Have I no children, Albus! If I could get in, I'd go for him! I know you would too, but we can't get in, can't we!"

Thunder was rolling outside the window, and heavy rain was pouring down.

The rain was crackling and hitting the glass of the principal's office, surging as if it was going to wash away the whole world.

Leonard stopped panting, and stood there wearily, with his hands pinching his waist.The sound of crashing rain washed the minds of the two of them.They all stopped talking.It was very hot in the house.Their deep anger melted into a blurred white on the glass.The rain beat mercilessly against the windows.West Wind whimpered softly.The voice was lonely and lonely, like a sad song.

Like Britain suspended on the Atlantic Ocean, weeping softly.

"He's a child..." Leonard's tone softened, his resolute expression loosened, and there was even a hint of pity between his brows, "but he's also a wizard. He's also an Englishman." He curled the corner of his mouth bitterly , pulling the deep and shallow wrinkles on his forehead, "If the Germans invade, if Hitler and Grindelwald's forces occupy Britain, all Muggle children will have to become fascist slaves, and all wizard children will have to become black Warriors of magic, the whole of Hogwarts will become a lair for them to breed the next generation of Nazis. What will we do then? Tell me, Albus, what will we do if we fail?" He looked up at the other party , his eyes were so sad, "Is it only your child that matters? What about other people's children? What about this wizarding world?" Leonard raised his right hand pinching his waist, and wiped the sweat that oozed from his face due to fatigue and excitement. sweat.He suddenly softened his tone and looked earnestly at his old friend, "I'll just talk to him. Just let me talk to him, okay? If he doesn't want to go, I will never force him .I promise I won't. You know me, Albus. Just let me talk to him, okay?"

Leonard Spencer-Moon looked at Albus Dumbledore. Albus also looked at Leonard.Eyes as dark brown as sky blue, with a faint light in the dark room.They stand facing each other.Like a dragon guarding a treasure, facing a king who wants to claim its treasure to save his country.The torrential rain slapped the rock walls of the dragon's lair, as well as the king's island.

She is swaying in the wind and rain.

They are her warriors, her swords, and her lions.Their beloved stands at the end of the world.In the wind and rain, helpless.Beautiful Britain.Beautiful home.How I wish I could wake up every morning in your arms.How I wish I could sleep with you every night.How I wish your people live and work in peace and contentment.How I wish your glory never fell.Because you gave birth to me.You raised me.You are the home of my bones, my blood and my soul.You are my forever home.my lovely motherland.

We will all fight for you until the end of our lives.

To defend your war, live to die.

"Albus, I beg you." The Minister for Magic bowed deeply to his friend. Dumbledore stared at him, and after a while turned to a portrait of a secretary in the corner, "Please go to the Slytherin lounge and call Salazar Potter over."

2.5 BORNTODIE, PARTIII

1940

tonight.

When Grindelwald rushed into the secret room, he saw Tom Riddle standing calmly in the middle of the room.The boy put his hands in his pockets and smiled gracefully at him.The dark eyes reflected the gloomy light in the secret room, like two shining obsidian. "Good evening, Mr. Dark Wizard." Riddle bowed his head respectfully, and put his hands on the empty stone platform beside him.

The pedestal used to hold the Philosopher's Stone.

Grindelwald's eyes instantly turned an angry silver, "Where is it, Potter?"

"Where will it be?" Riddle grinned.

The strange-colored eyes narrowed, and the owner of the eyes twitched the corner of his mouth suddenly, "Crucio."

The boy defended, but he couldn't stop the opponent's attack at all. Riddle fell to the ground in pain, clenching his teeth hard to keep from screaming. Grindelwald stared at him coldly, still felt that he was not relieved enough, so he simply stepped forward and kicked him hard!This is nothing compared to the pain that pierces the carpal bones. Riddle was tortured by the spell and curled up into a ball, his handsome face was tightly wrinkled, and beads of sweat dripped from his temples. Grindelwald clicked his tongue in displeasure, raised his hand and stopped the spell.He didn't want the child to faint in pain.

The black wizard bent down, grabbed the boy by the neck, and picked him up like a kitten, "Where is the Philosopher's Stone?" He asked again.The boy he was carrying opened his dark eyes with difficulty, "I don't know." He said softly.The black wizard pinched his neck, and suddenly slammed it on the ground—a loud bang! Riddle's head hit the solid marble.This knock made him dizzy, and he tried his best not to faint.The boy lowered his head, squeezing the physical tears from his eyes.Warm blood flowed down his forehead, and he just raised his hand to wipe it.

Grindelwald looked at him angrily, "You will not be fined if you toast." He didn't waste any more words with the other party, and directly pushed the vicious thief to the ground, and invaded the other party's mind in an instant!

Riddle screamed!

This was incomparable to the physical pain, and he tightly grasped the opponent's hand.The fire of hell burns in.After the boy let out a cry, he suddenly erected his defenses. It was thousands of fine needles. Grindelwad finds a gap and burns into it!

There is a blank space behind the defense.

The sea of ​​needles moved upon hearing the wind, but the black wizard was faster than them, and quickly broke through another territory before them.

Riddle twitched in pain.

But behind the defense is still nothing.

This kid is playing with me? !

Grindelwald glared at the man below him. Riddle just gritted his teeth and looked at him contemptuously.The black wizard suddenly laughed, his spirit froze, the flames rolled into a flying snake, and the world collapsed wherever he passed, and everything was destroyed!No matter how defensive the opponent was, he couldn't find everything - Grindelwald directly burned everything he touched - he stopped looking.He was too lazy to go around in circles with this little brat.He can directly torture and torture this kid to hand over what he wants. Riddle curled up on the ground in pain, growling hoarsely, his body twitching uncontrollably. Grindelwald immobilized him with magic and burned in even more ferociously.

His flame pierces through everything.

This time Riddle really fainted from the pain.But Grindelwald slapped him hard enough to wake him up. "Woo..." The young man was tortured to the point where he lost his mind, blood and sweat mixed together, flowing down his disfigured face.His whole body was shaking violently, his bloodshot eyes looked out of focus at the person in front of him, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.Now even if he wants to beg for mercy, he can't tell the other party where the Philosopher's Stone is.

Yet Grindelwald strikes again!This time the boy didn't even have the strength to scream, he just lay on the ground twitching.The black wizard still didn't stop, he just wanted to drive the kid crazy as punishment for challenging himself!He's going to destroy this kid's spirit completely, and then throw him to his...

The pupils of different colors shrank suddenly.

...and throw him to his guardian?It suddenly occurred to him.yes!How he forgot.Isn't there another Potter? Grindelwald's expression softened.He stopped attacking, and a Qingquan curse hit the boy's face, pulling Riddle back from the chaos to reality.This made the other party take a sip of water unpreparedly and cough violently for a while. Riddle looked more sober than before.He lay prone on the cold marble floor, panting heavily. Grindelwald tugged at his hair and brought him up in front of him.The boy didn't put up any resistance.He simply didn't have the strength or ability to resist.His nerves are so tormented that he can't even feel this slight pain