GGAD innocence

In my dream I saw that black twist again, like a feather falling in the air;

The weight is slowly oppressing, and suffocation is approaching quietly;

Deep and bright eyes, dim calls and wailings;

The gleam that lurks in the sea, the brokenness that roars on land;

It's like the Bogut keeps changing and making him appear in front of my eyes.

Gellert Grindelwald, do you know that I miss you so much?

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That class left an unparalleled deep impression on everyone, and Dumbledore canceled the study of Boggarts in all subsequent classes, in order to prevent Gellert Grindelwald from appearing in class again and again.

Professor Dumbledore locked the Boggart in a cabinet in his office.That's good, I thought, at least I could sneak a peek.

I don't know how my monarch is doing these days, he seems to have a new identity in America, and he forbids all saints, even me, to contact him.I haven't heard a single word from him for almost half a year.

On the contrary, far away from the monarch, I am surrounded by fear, leaving Gellert Grindelwald's guidance, comfort and lessons, I find that I cannot face Dumbledore calmly, especially when I am with him After two years together, and he was so amiable and charming; I knew my wand had lost the power to send death to him, and I couldn't help but regret what I had done.

I'm so looking forward to someone, Gellert or even Dumbledore, telling me how to do it.I resent Grindelwald for leaving me here alone; I even expect Dumbledore to find out who I am and kick me out.

The struggle was so painful that I couldn't bear it at all.

During the Christmas vacation of the fifth grade, I went with Dumbledore to visit Bathilda's house. After drinking for three rounds, the old man was a little tipsy.She took my hand and said that I was very much like her grandnephew---Gellert Grindelwald.

Dumbledore looked at me silently, and continued to drink in silence.

But suddenly, it seemed that something gushed out of his heart, and as if he was taking advantage of the alcohol, he slightly lowered his eyelashes, sweeping back and forth on my face with a kind of wanton gaze that I have never seen before.

"Not like," he said.

Bathilda narrowed her eyes and looked at me, "Why not? It's exactly the same as when Gellert was 16 years old? Remember that summer when you two were very good friends."

Dumbledore might be really drunk, he stared at me with a very blurred gaze, a little gentle, but also a little helpless and entangled.

"He's more like Grindelwald in his 20s," he says, "than when he was younger, quieter, but more attractive."

I just felt my voice was hoarse, "Were you once friends? Professor Dumbledore."

He stared at me silently, "Not really." He took another sip of his drink, "Not a friend."

"Why not? Albus? You were so good back then." Bathilda waved her wand and fetched an old photo, "Look at this, I still have it."

It showed a young Gellert Grindelwald, and another young, wanton red-haired teenager, looking at the camera, smiling, and sometimes looking at each other with a gleam in their eyes.I recognized it, it was young Dumbledore.

I have never seen Gellert Grindelwald's eyes, but I understand what kind of eyes they are. I know my monarch, and I understand his most subtle eyes or expressions.

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I was shaking with fear, I was going crazy, I stood up staggeringly, ran to Dumbledore's house, I stepped into the fireplace, dropped the floo powder tremblingly, and went to Dumbledore's office .

I jerked the box open and they appeared in front of me.

The former Gellert Grindelwald and the former Albus Dumbledore stood side by side with warm smiles; the present Albus Dumbledore and the present Gellert Grindelwald were hugging and kissing.

I turned around, tears couldn't stop streaming down, and the real helplessness flooded me like a tide.

Dumbledore stood by the fireplace, his eyes full of sadness.

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