hp lord of the rings still time

"Professor, I heard that you are looking for me?" On the last night before the holiday, Kleist walked into Principal Dumbledore's office openly, sat down without waiting for his answer, and asked for it skillfully. A glass of plain water.

Principal Dumbledore sat at the desk, lowered his glasses and looked at Kleist's actions of not treating himself as an outsider, "Okay!" He seemed to sigh, and said, "Is everything packed? ?”

"Professor, why do you have to say so many polite words every time, can't we get to the topic directly? This can save each other time." Kleist drank a glass of water, then walked to the bookshelf, and picked it out with his mouth The book I fancy.

Headmaster Dumbledore ate a piece of chocolate to hide his embarrassment. He felt that even the best temper could hardly adapt to Kleist's unforgiving mouth. From this point of view, she and the Cadiz Bishop almost.Headmaster Dumbledore looked at Kleist's figure swaying in front of the bookshelf, and said, "We need an open conversation."

Kleist turned back, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Kleist looked at the pile of books in his hands, curled his lips and stuffed them back to the original place, then clapped his hands in fear, and said with a smile: "Then come with me! We need to go to a place to have a good chat."

Kleist walked quickly to the door, and turned his head to wave to Principal Dumbledore, motioning him to follow.The two left Hogwarts through the secret passage, and then Kleist grabbed Headmaster Dumbledore's hand and prepared to use Apparition to take him forward quickly.However, Principal Dumbledore expressed his rejection of Kleist's contact somewhat stiffly.Kleist quickly understood the reason, smiled and stretched out his hands: "I'm wearing gloves, I won't hurt you."

"I'm very sorry."

Kleist grabbed his hand again, "Let's go!"

Headmaster Dumbledore was very cooperative this time.

Kleist brought Headmaster Dumbledore to arrive in an instant, and then smiled relaxedly: "Here we are!"

Dumbledore looked at the building in front of him silently, the old Hexi was gone on his face, and there was an elusive cold light in his wise eyes, "Miss Coburg, I don't think this is a good place to talk."

Kleist faced the angry Principal Dumbledore without any fear, she met his eyes with a smile, and said calmly: "Didn't you always want to know my purpose, the three of us sat down and had a good chat , make it clear, wouldn't it be good to reduce mutual suspicion?"

"The guy you're talking about, do you know him? Whatever you're trying to do, when your relationship with him is made public, it's going to hold you back."

Kleist smiled and walked forward, "Professor, you can choose yourself. I only give you this chance. If you miss this time, don't worry about it in the future!"

Headmaster Dumbledore stopped in the distance, watched the back of Kleist walking towards Nurmengard, thought for a while, sighed helplessly, and followed with slow steps. At this moment, he looked really Just like an old man who is tortured by the heat and coldness of the world, he needs more courage to walk in here than other people.

Kleist knew that Principal Dumbledore would not give up. She had no intention of persecuting a kind old man like this. Kleist felt that such things as scheming should not be reserved for good people, but it is better to clarify some things in person. Frankly speaking, The most basic principle of mutual trust, of course, can be properly reserved when necessary.

Kleist stopped and waited for Principal Dumbledore to walk along this not-so-long road, and she said, "Professor, what kind of person do you think Getler Greenwald is, in your memory? "

"A man with the potential to succeed!"

"Hehehe, but you're the one who made him fail!"

"Yes!" The voice was melancholy, with unspeakable fatigue.

Kleist glanced at Headmaster Dumbledore, turned his head and stared ahead: "You are a great person, and great people are selfless, I am different from you, I am selfish, and the premise of everything has a purpose Sex, so I can live freely while you carry the burden."

"Everyone's existence has its own meaning, and every decision is to choose a more suitable and correct path for yourself. It's too early for you to assert. I didn't even know the future direction when I was your age. You have already It's come a long way!"

"I can go further, follow in your footsteps..."

"No," Principal Dumbledore looked at Kleist and examined, "It turns out that our path was wrong."

"You haven't finished walking, but I won't. I will step on your footsteps and walk out a path that belongs to me. I am not afraid of going the wrong way. With you by my side, there is nothing to worry about."

Headmaster Dumbledore stopped talking because they had arrived.Kleist stood at the door. It was a dilapidated small door. Even someone as tall as Kleist had to bend over and walk with his head down, let alone Principal Dumbledore and the others.But Kleist knew that this was just a disguise for outsiders to see, and the interior decoration that was opposite to this door was really eye-catching.

"Have you been here?" Kleist couldn't help asking before opening the door.

"No!" Not once.

Kleist twitched the corner of his mouth, pushed the door open, and said, "Then, please come in!" Principal Dumbledore didn't move, but stood at the door in a daze. This brave and fearless lion finally faltered in front of his former love. up.

Kleist lowered her eyes, she didn't understand Principal Dumbledore's feelings at this time, but if one day she and Thranduil turned against each other like this, then she might never take a step into Middle-earth, maybe she would Refuse all speech or information about him, maybe even remove him from your mind.She couldn't bear the kind of soul-tearing loneliness after losing. Love can make people strong and strong, but it can also make people weak.Kleist sighed softly, but quickly adjusted, she raised her head and strode in, "Sir, I..."

Kleist stared blankly at everything in front of him, and his first reaction was that he had come to the wrong place. This was not Getler Greenwald's study, and it was completely different from the place where she usually visited.This is a small and shabby old room. The previous expensive furniture and decorations are gone, replaced by a narrow and low bed, a simple small cabinet, and a kerosene lamp with a weak fire. , the bare ceiling is covered with cobwebs, and there is only a small window on the wall that is still covered with wire.Kleist didn't know if this was Nurmengard's original appearance or Getler Greenwald did it on purpose.

However, Kleist soon gave Getler Greenwald a thumbs up. She couldn't bear to watch this miserable sale.Kleist finally found Getler Greenwald in the darkness in the corner with the help of the dim light.At this moment, Kleist was unable to complain, the person in front of him was hardly the same person as he saw two days ago, with sloppy dry hair, pale complexion, wrinkled skin, thin body and ragged clothes , Kleist couldn't help applauding, and gave Getler Greenwald's performance full marks. Jiang is really old and hot, and he is worth learning by himself.

Kleist curled his lips and winked at Getler Greenwald with glowing eyes, but unfortunately he was ignored.She looked back at Principal Dumbledore and said, "Professor, you are the only one missing!"

Headmaster Dumbledore raised his head, looking a little at a loss. He still hasn't figured out how to face that person. It has been decades since they met for the last time. Even in a wizard's lifespan, it is a long time. Years and months have passed, and people think that time can dilute emotions, which cannot be said to be wrong, but emotions also have depths, don't they?He looked at the dark corridor, beautiful and silent, but the light from the low door was hotter than the fire, making his eyes sore unconsciously.He calmed down, adjusted his mentality, raised his foot, and finally walked in.

When Headmaster Dumbledore bent over and walked in, Kleist had already sat on a gorgeous high stool and took out a set of tea sets, skillfully brewing black tea, and Getler Grinwald sitting opposite her watched She nodded to him, pointed to the stool on the other side, and motioned him to sit down.

Headmaster Dumbledore quickly glanced at the environment here, then looked at the man in front of him in this brief silence, and sighed in his heart, after all, they still couldn't survive the years.He looked down at his gorgeous wizard robe again, looking out of place in this dilapidated environment, with an indescribable embarrassment and guilt lingering in his heart, fermenting a sour taste.

Kleist poured three cups of tea, held them one by one and said with a smile: "Sri Lankan black tea is said to be good, but I really like oriental black tea. How about the taste?"

Getler Greenwald took a sip, "Well, the taste is okay, but the soaking technique is not good."

Kleist stirred the teacup and rolled his eyes: "That's really wronging you!" He said, picking up the snack in front of Getler Grinwald and moving it to Principal Dumbledore, "I forgot , you don’t like sweets.” Then he turned his head and smiled at Principal Dumbledore, “Professor, this is a special little cake, flavored with rum, I guarantee you will fall in love with it once you eat it.”

"Thank you. Sweet is the most wonderful taste in the world."

Kleist shrugged indifferently, "Only those who are bitter would like to eat sweets, and I was raised by a honey pot."

Headmaster Dumbledore glanced at Kleist meaningfully, bowed his head and started eating.

Getler Greenwald put down his glass with a blunt face, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

"I miss you!"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Okay!" Kleist finally got serious, ready to tell him the plan they had made in the past two days, and listen to his opinion.Principal Dumbledore, on the other hand, drank black tea quietly as if he had been ignored by the two of them.Of course, his inner activities were much more excited than it appeared on the surface. He noticed that the relationship between the two was closer and more equal than he imagined between master and apprentice or subordinates and subordinates. It was very natural and casual.Such a relationship is delicate for the two of them.

Kleist: "The competition is over. Although it ended hastily, the previous effect was not bad. Now everyone knows that Hogwarts has a powerful witch. As for the next step, our focus is still on Clearbane. The island, where there will be the largest concentration of wizards in the wizarding world."

"You have a pretty good idea, what else?"

"For wizards who have a life span of nearly 200 years, it is too early to be an adult at the age of 17. I hope they can continue to study for a while, master more survival skills and work ability, and enter the society."

Getler Greenwald sneered: "Fantasy."

Principal Dumbledore also explained: "Since ancient times, wizards have reached adulthood at the age of 17. Their maturity is not based on age, but mainly depends on whether their magic power is stable or not."

Kleist: "It's useless to talk about magic power. It's useless for a person with a mental retardation to have the best magic power. Before becoming a real wizard, they need to learn more deeply, for example, how to look at the world, Understand your own world, as well as the outside world. Besides, the economy and employment environment in the wizarding world has been sluggish, and keeping them for two more years can ease the market pressure, and it is not a bad thing to learn more skills."

Headmaster Dumbledore frowned: "This is very dangerous, for them..."

Kleist: "It is because of the danger that they need to know the good and the bad in this world. A group of teenagers who have been protected in the ivory tower for years, do not even know what they will do in the future, so they blindly follow Then people lose themselves in this complicated and flashy world, either get married early and have children, and live a mediocre life, or degenerate into a dark wizard and cannot extricate themselves.”

Headmaster Dumbledore retorted: "What you said is only part of it."

Kleist's momentum suddenly rose, "No, this is what most wizards do. On the surface, they pretend to be superior to others, but secretly regard darkness and evil as their lifelong pursuit and purpose. I want to break This kind of confinement, people cannot do evil, even wizards can be kind."

Getler Greenwald took a sip of tea leisurely, and said with a sneer, "I don't know what it is. It really was brewed in a honeypot."

Kleist snorted coldly, the contempt in his eyes was obvious. "Yeah, I was pampered when I grew up." Albus Dumbledore noticed that the atmosphere of the two people had begun to change, as if the love just now didn't exist, and they became confrontational, maybe This is the normal state of communication between the two of them, like an enemy or a friend, but they don't break the bottom line.

Kleist turned his wand, and his expression became unruly, "I don't like wizards, and I don't like ordinary people. I stay here for those who truly accept me, and I really don't care about others. The wizarding world is depraved. It doesn't matter to me whether it's booming or not, I want it to be good because someone wants it to be good, and I'm just helping them achieve that goal."

Albus Dumbledore said, "It's James and the others."

Kleist nodded slightly, and continued: "I grew up soaked in a honey pot, but I have also tasted bitterness. I don't like people, because they are fickle and suspicious, and it is difficult to fathom. A person with a kind face The old man may also want to kill you when you let down your guard, and the hideous person who makes you avoid him may also give you the only bread in his hand; when you give him a gem with a grateful heart, he will I want to kill you and take away all your treasures; but you throw a copper coin to a beggar, but he is grateful and even sacrifices his life for you. You say, what is the rule of this world? I have seen darkness and know its horror. I like black magic and even white magic, but these can't cover up my own brilliance, you have always underestimated me."

Getler Greenwald categorically denied: "I haven't." Because he can feel that Kleist is dangerous now, and she seems to be immersed in some kind of emotion.

Albus Dumbledore: "You are underestimated only by your age. I have never denied your powerful magic power."

Kleist grinned, but his eyes were still cold, "So, my strong magic power is the proof of my strength, and I am different from you." Kleist leaned forward slightly, pointing to Getler Greenwald and said : "You are black." Someone pointed to Albus Dumbledore and said: "You are white. You have all failed, and I represent gray. I allow black magic, but do not need black wizards. I was born in the Holy See, and at the same time Is it a coincidence to have two kinds of power?" Kleist smiled and shook his head: "No, this is the arrangement of fate. I started and ended the chaos in the magic world."

Albus Dumbledore noticed the key words, and he looked directly at Kleist, "Chaos? What are you trying to do?"

"My mother taught me that the world needs balance. When the balance is broken, another order will be established. And what I have to do is to make this world chaotic."

Getler Greenwald thought for a moment: "You can create chaos, you want to take the opportunity to clean up a group of disobedient people."

Looking at the gloomy face of Principal Dumbledore, Kleist explained: "Professor, don't get me wrong, I am not trying to cause a war. Do you know about surgery? It is to remove the bad tissue and let it regrow a good one." Come. And I will be the sword bearer."

Albus Dumbledore: "We can also use a more mild approach. Potions are very effective, as long as they are symptomatic."

"It's a pity that there is no potion for the symptoms. If you spend time brewing it, you will miss the opportunity."

Albus Dumbledore sighed, he couldn't convince Kleist, and looking at Getler Grinwald's expression, they seemed to be on the same side, "What do you want me to do?"

Kleist said with a smile: "Just keep silent. I will not let you down. One day, I will take over the scepter from Getler, and you will definitely wear the crown for me."