HP trickle down

The winter in Nurmengard is not cold, and Grindelwald imprisoned himself here, even as a rest.

He didn't treat himself well, but his subordinates tried their best to treat him well, so he didn't have much trouble living here.He learned how to knit woolen socks, and this Christmas, he finally gave Dumbledore a pair of woolen socks that he knitted himself.

Dumbledore was outside the door that day, and he knew it without his subordinates reminding him that it was a kind of telepathy.

They liked each other so much that they were too suppressed, and their understanding was unmatched, so when they chose to disconnect, both of them were in agony.Gellert eventually betrayed Dumbledore, but this betrayal was also his pursuit of their original agreement.

Muggles are developing too fast. The living standard of wizards is higher than that of Muggles, but they are quickly surpassed.As a traditional nobleman, Gellert certainly has the unique pride of the Germans.

From the beginning of World War I to the end of World War II, the Germans seemed to have played a disgraceful role in the war, but in fact, they were all fighting for themselves.

The beginning of the war was ridiculous, and the end was ridiculous.Before the outbreak of World War II, everyone knows what the situation in Germany was like.Oppressed so hard, England, together with these other victorious countries, put countless pressures on Germany with the dirty faces of the victors.

Oppression requires resistance. After the reunification of Germany, it is not for anger. Adolf's ideas and Gellert really hit it off, so Gellert supported Hitler's actions.

But after the war swept the world, Gellert began to realize that something was wrong, but Gellert didn't regret it.He was also collecting the Deathly Hallows during the war, and in the end all he got was the Elder Wand.

And he knew that the Invisibility Cloak was on the island of Great Britain, and the Resurrection Stone was on that island, because that's where he got his Elder Wand.Conquering death is not his goal, but recalling the undead is what attracts him most.

If Gellert could find the Soul Stone, it would be like summoning Dumbledore's sister's soul back and bringing her back to life.In this way, there will be no sorrow between them.

Love is a poison, there is no cure for it, only get it.

In the end, the war wasn't something he said he could stop, but Gellert kept his bottom line and never got close to the wizard war.As for Hitler's planned bombing, Gellert was powerless to control it.

Dumbledore knew he was powerless to manage the war, Dumbledore couldn't face him, he was doing very well at school.But here he is, to stop him, to save him from self-destruction.

Gellert will never forget the duel that day in 1945.Dumbledore was still the same, unchanged.

Al was crying, his blue eyes were full of pain and struggle, but he bravely proposed a duel, and he faced him, even if the pain in his heart reached the extreme, Al would never back down.

There was no win or loss between them, and so much black and white magic was used until they were both somewhat worn out.

Hot blood splattered everywhere, and his military uniform was stuck to his body with blood and sweat, and so was Al.

In the end, Gellert still couldn't hold back his thoughts, gave up both attack and defense, he approached his Al regardless, he hugged him tightly, their chests were pressed together, their hot hearts were beating non-stop.

Al's neck was wet with tears, and he said "Expelliarmus".At such a close distance, Gellert was completely defenseless, and the Elder Wand changed hands.

In the duel, Gellert lost a complete defeat, but Al won and lost in the end.

That was their last hug, and the feeling of heartbreak that is now also piercing, pains Gellert beyond words.

Today, there is a Dark Lord in the British wizarding world. Gellert knows that his Al will not allow darkness to interfere with peace, and his determination to fight against evil is so strong.

Voldemort's methods were too brutal in Gellert's view, and the slogan was meaningless.Although they are all called the Dark Lord, Voldemort's pattern is too small after all.

The world is huge, and the radiance that pure blood can radiate is only the radiance of fireflies.

Voldemort is just a person who was deceived by his own blueprint, without a clear understanding, and in the end he just lost.

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Bert returned to his castle. The house elves worked very hard, and the castle was very clean.

The portraits of the ancestors are quiet, and they like to sleep unless necessary, saving energy and seeing more descendants.

Sensing Bert's arrival, Grandpa opened his eyes and showed a loving smile: "Bert, do you have any doubts?"

Bert looked at his grandfather and asked directly, "Grandpa, what is the curse on us?"

"Huh?" Grandpa was a little puzzled.

"The curse on Alfred's body, didn't you say that when our family meets the destined person, they can smell the fragrance on us?" Bert searched a lot of information, but he still couldn't find it. The family's documents in this regard made him suspicious.

Grandpa stroked his beard, his green eyes felt a little nostalgic, and said: "Yes, are you doubting the authenticity of this matter?"

"No, Sev can smell me, but I can't smell it at all." Burt always felt that this curse was strange, and wanted to find the original.

Grandpa recalled it for a while, and said: "There are some secrets in it, don't think too much about it, this kind of curse is not harmful to the body."

Bert looked at his grandfather, feeling that he was hiding something from himself, and said with some distress: "Grandpa, you should tell me everything. Look, Fanny is still so young. When she grows up, she must be an outstanding beauty." , I don't want her to be in danger of being caught by perverts when she walks on the street when she becomes an adult."

"Oh hehehe, Bert, you have a rich imagination. The smell on your body has an aphrodisiac effect, but true love can make each other feel the small influence of this smell." Grandpa was told by Bert Amused, his beard in the portrait flickered.

"Listen, my dear, you'll know all about it when you've completely taken over your medals and dukedom from the queen. Maybe you can get all the poems about Carlos Alfred Come out and have a look." Grandma also laughed loudly at Burt, as if Burt raised such a question very interestingly.

Bert had nothing to do with these two tight-lipped old men, he shook his head helplessly and said: "You all know how unreliable the poems of those bards are. Wherever the ancestors were buried, they can boast that it is the kingdom of God ...Actually, the ancestors are under the irises." Of course Burt knew the beauty of literature, but sorry, after he knew the facts, it was difficult for him to appreciate the poems about his ancestors.

"I think those poems are very interesting, and some secrets are in those poems." Bert's grandmother said and sang a passage. The lyrics were not sung in English, but in another language, with a sacred and solemn beauty .

For some reason, Bert always felt that if grandma could sing this song alive, the magical elements would be activated.He looked at his elders with some excitement: "Can these poems still be used like this?"

"You know, magic is everywhere, and magic is omnipotent." The two grandparents looked at Bert, with very kind smiles on their faces, and the wrinkles on their faces were the gifts of time. They love their children, and of course Willing to provide some help.

Burt didn't necessarily need the cursed secret. When Jin Yinsha initially sorted out the new magic system into a systematic theory, the two old men provided a lot of help.

The Alfred family has put a lot of effort into the research of new magic. From the era of natural magic to the present, after too much magic time, the communication between wizards and elements has become less and less, and the dialogue with the world has also happened. Fewer and fewer.

The powerful natural magic has evolved into the current popular magic system, and it is divided into simple black and white magic battles. These are actually not very meaningful... What the caster needs is more restraint and more communication. This is the contract Spirit - you get what you pay for.

Bert was only going to ask a little bit about the curse, but instead got the inspiration for a new magic spell.Grandparents wanted to keep the secret until he was an adult, so Burt chose not to pry.As long as they said it wouldn't cause Stephanie trouble, Bert didn't need to care at all.

Curse or blessing, in fact, can not tell.Whenever Burt saw the bloody irises blooming in the garden, he wanted to ask his ancestors if it was really good.

If you like it, you have to hold it in your hands. Why do you regret it when you lose it in the end?

Bert, who came out, saw Severus sitting on the sofa reading a book. The sun shone in through the window and embraced Severus from behind. It was like an oil painting with strong color contrast. Severus' pale face , In the golden sunlight, it seems to be illuminated.

Bert walked over, and Stephanie came in from the outside holding Lance's hand, with a bright smile on her face.

"Brother!" Stephanie's fair little face was dirty, and there were quite a few spots of mud on her white skirt.

Lance didn't look all that tidy either, with wrinkled clothes, just like Stephanie.

Burt sat down next to Severus, and Severus didn't give Bert his attention, and the book in his hand got all his doting.Stephanie's paw was let go by Lance, and she quickly rubbed against Bert, Lance breathed a sigh of relief.

This little devil, he had to do the same when he tidied up the flower garden, but the two of them were in a mess if the flower garden wasn't tidied up.

Burt didn't dislike the mud spots on Stephanie's body at all, and hugged Stephanie in his arms. Stephanie reached out and grabbed Severus' cuff, leaving a deep hole in Severus' white shirt with her black hand. Mark of.

"Stephanie, I think you should know how to show your good manners as a lady." Severus's whispering voice warned Stephanie viciously in her little ear.

Stephanie was not afraid at all, she pushed Severus' chin with her furry head, and then rubbed back into Burt's arms: "Of course, so in order to show my love for my family, I need to hug, kiss, Say I love you."

Severus had no way to refute Stephanie's sophistry, put the book aside angrily, glared at Stephanie, and finally said with a calm smirk: "Then, the honorable lady can wash up and prepare to eat It's dinner."

With two chirp and chirp, Stephanie left wet kisses on the faces of the two boys, and then flew away happily like a butterfly.

There was Stephanie's dirt on Bert's clothes, and he left a light kiss on Severus' eyes.