[GGAD] Adherent

Albus put his hand on Grindelwald's palm, and Grindelwald tried to pull him towards him, but Albus tried hard to keep himself still.

"Answer me a question first," said Albus, "What did you mean by that?"

"Just when did you mean?"

"Before the dance."

Grindelwald paused, but did not let go of Albus's hand: "I thought you would understand."

At the same time, Albus held Grindelwald back, and said, "I want to hear from you that some things are correct if I don't think so. In fact, my intuition has always been inaccurate when it comes to emotional issues."

Grindelwald took Albus's hand and kissed it lightly on the back of his hand. He looked up at Albus and said, "Finish this dance with me first, I still have a gift for you , I prepared it from the beginning."

Albus was defeated, and finally put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.The music coming from the banquet hall did not know which number it was, and on this unmanned, pure daytime stage, they finished a dance to the beat.During the whole process, they looked at each other and never took their eyes off. Albus saw himself in each other's eyes, and so did Grindelwald.

At the moment when the music came to an abrupt end, Albus turned his head in shock at the loud noises coming from behind him.Just after he saw the scene behind him clearly, Albus' eyes widened instantly.

In the dark night sky, countless gorgeous fireworks bloomed with the sound of the hour, and they were displayed in front of Albus's eyes, like a huge colorful oil painting, so beautiful that it was a bit eye-catching.

Many students who were originally in the banquet hall heard the sound, and they looked up at the sky with the same astonishment.

The fireworks display was not on the program list for the Hogwarts Christmas party.

"That direction..." asked Albus, "is it Hogsmeade?"

"Yes." Grindelwald replied, "Do you still like it? On the high slope in the southwest corner of Hogsmeade village, I had someone prepare it. These are not fireworks, but flames shot into the sky with a wand. I ask the wizard Hired dozens of house elves and had them perform over there with wands."

Albus asked curiously, "Where did you get the money?"

"Grindelwald's money." Gellert said, "I was expelled from Grindelwald's house half a year ago because I was expelled from school. I took a sum of money before I went out."

While speaking, Grindelwald didn't let go of Albus's hand, and Albus noticed it, and he obviously didn't mean to break free, but his tone became a little more serious: "Gellert, you should put these The money was spent on something more useful than... coming after me."

Seeing that Albus made the words so clear, Grindelwald felt relieved for a while, and said bluntly: "It's not just chasing you, look at these flames."

Albus looked in the direction Grindelwald pointed, squinted his eyes, and finally saw the tricks inside.Those flames seemed to be guided by something, and they disappeared in the same direction, as if they were giving someone a warning.

If it weren't for someone with a heart, no one would find out.

"What does that mean?" Albus asked, frowning.

"Followers of Gellert Grindelwald." Grindelwald spoke in a very flat tone, "I am calling on them, the Muggles are about to start a war, they are about to move, and the wizarding world also needs to change."

"How do you know?" Albus looked serious for a moment, "What are you going to do?"

"I predicted that there will be an unprecedented war in the Muggle world soon, why don't we take this opportunity to renew our magical world?" Grindelwald analyzed, "Wizards generally believe that the only way to stay away from Muggle Muggles, the lives of both parties can be truly guaranteed, so the Ministry of Magic, whether it is in Europe or North America, is committed to catching those wizards who use magic in front of Muggles. They do not distinguish between black and white, and any judgment depends on themselves subjective conjecture."

While speaking, Grindelwald looked at Albus firmly: "Albus, you should know this better than me. Although I was imprisoned in Nurmengard at that time, Dumbledore's army I've heard a little bit about it, so I have to compliment that annoying kid, is his name Harry Potter?"

"Gellert, I have to correct you, Harry isn't unpleasant," Albus retorted. "He's a wonderful kid."

Albus skipped the main point and answered, but his thoughts returned to that familiar era. He remembered the situation when the people from the Ministry of Magic rushed to his office aggressively, vowing to imprison him in Azkaban, Just as he was about to argue with Grindelwald, he fell silent again.

"Gellert." Albus raised his head and asked him, "So what dangerous thing are you trying to do? To tell you the truth, I've already been shaken by the face of you, and I don't want to..."

Before Albus finished speaking, Grindelwald covered his mouth, but his movements were very gentle: "Albus, don't ask any more questions, everything I do next is up to you Nothing to do, but please trust me, I won't let you down this time."

"Why should I trust you?" Albus asked.

"Just because you've shaken that," Grindelwald replied, "you should trust your judgment, Albus. You also said that you're not one to fall back into the first pit."

Albus fell silent, always feeling that Grindelwald was bewitching him quietly.

"Gellert." Albus said suddenly, "Then you have to promise me that you will not become the first Dark Lord in the history of magic again, and fighting against you again will definitely accelerate my aging."

Grindelwald knelt on one knee on the white snow. He raised Albus's hand and kissed the back of his hand lightly: "I assure you, my Professor Dumbledore."

Albus trembled, subconsciously retracted his hands, and looked a little uncomfortable: "Don't call me that."

"Oh, I almost forgot." Grindelwald said sourly, "You are still the professor of Newt Scamander and Harry Potter. Of course, your students are not only them, but many others... ..What's the name of that smelly Parsel?"

"Why are you always so hostile to them?"

Grindelwald shrugged, "No."

The ball ended two hours later, and in fact, beyond the opening dance, Albus never appeared in the ballroom again.At the end, Aberforth took Anna to search for a while, and finally saw Albus and Grindelwald suddenly appearing at the corner of the stairs.

"When can Hogwarts use Apparition?" Aberforth looked at Albus, then pointed to Grindelwald and asked curiously, "Why is this guy here? What are you doing?"

"Talk about something." Albus ignored the first question directly, and said succinctly, "It's about the study of some...spells, the banquet hall was too noisy, so I went elsewhere. "

After finishing speaking, he added: "Bashshot is a professor at Hogwarts."

Aberforth and Anna instantly understood what Albus meant. Anna didn't speak, but Aberforth still looked at Grindelwald suspiciously.

Grindelwald looked at Aberforth's expressionless face, and in front of the two of them, he asked Albus to listen to him.Albus was unmoved, so he took the initiative to whisper something in the other's ear.

On the way home, Aberforth looked at Albus puzzled and said, "Why does that guy appear everywhere? Albus, he is a dark wizard, and you may be the greatest wizard in Dumbledore's house, Do you want him to be the only stain in your life?"

"Do you believe that a person can turn over a new leaf?" Albus asked rhetorically, and Aberforth froze, but he believed it himself.After all, Snape back then was a living example, even though his original intention was Lily Potter.

"Reform?" asked Aberforth. "What heinous thing has he done?"

Albus replied, "At least not yet."

Why do you have to be confident instead of doing bad things? Aberforth and Anna are a little confused, and they always feel that Albus's speech has become more and more profound this year.

At the end of Christmas Eve, the three brothers and sisters sat in a circle around the fireplace, exchanged Christmas presents, and said "Merry Christmas" to their only family before opening the presents.

Ariana received a hairpin and a bracelet as gifts.

Aberforth received a book and a packet of candy.

He glanced at the candy and then looked at Albus. Albus smiled and spread his hands, and said, "You guessed wrong Aberforth. In fact, that "Christmas Carol" is my gift. I like it very much." A very good book by Charles Dickens."

Saying that, it was Albus' turn to unwrap his present, but when he saw that his present was only a pair of woolen socks, he still couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"I knitted the left foot." Ariana said, raising her hand.

"My right foot," said Aberforth.

Albus picked up the pair of socks and looked at them carefully, and found that Aberforth and Anna had woven their own villain patterns at the top of the socks. Anna's villain was holding a flower, and Aberforth's villain was holding a flower. Leading a goat.

"Great gift," said Albus, trying to calm himself down, "I love it, really... thank you."

"I like it too," Anna said.

Aberforth echoed: "Me too."

It was past midnight when I went upstairs to sleep, and the three brothers and sisters said good night to each other, finally ending this tiring day.The lights in Albus's bedroom were not turned on. As soon as he entered the room, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and held his arm firmly.

Albus held his wand against the opponent's waist reflexively, and just when he was about to say the spell, he only heard a sentence from the opponent: "It's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Albus relaxed his vigilance. Grindelwald pushed the door of the room, pressed Albus against the door, and kissed him hard.

The kiss lasted for a long time, and Albus had no intention of ending it.When the breath of the two was exhausted, Grindelwald buried his head on Albus' neck and took a hard bite.

"I see," Grindelwald said. "Is that bunch of cornflowers on the windowsill for me?"

"Like it?"

"not bad."

"Just don't like it," Albus replied.

"No, I mean..." Grindelwald paused intentionally, "It's only a little bit worse than you."

The author has something to say: If there is no whim, it should be over before the Chinese New Year