HP's Platinum Temptation

July in 1992 was the hottest time of the year in Munich, and the highest temperature was only 19 degrees Celsius.Dumbledore used to babble that it was a great place for the elderly to spend their summers.Although it doesn't snow often in winter, it's not romantic enough.

The Isar River flowing through the city of Munich reflects the dense trees on both sides of the river, and a small island in the middle is covered by huge old trees.Looking from both sides of the river, you can only see overlapping green leaves.And the scene in it cannot be peeked at.

There is a mansion on this small island, but there is no ferry facility on the entire island.Apparently, the Muggles who couldn't see the corner of the house among the green leaves really didn't need any of the past.As for the owner of the house...

Gellert, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, still wore black wizard robes that fitted him tightly in summer.There were several newspapers and unopened letters on the small coffee table in his hand.

The house elf had prepared an exquisite breakfast and placed it on the table in front of Gellert.But he didn't start to eat breakfast.In order to wait for another abnormal person who lingered in the bedroom for a long time and never came down, Gellert was watching the Daily Prophet in his hand to pass the time.

Boom, boom, boom—

The duller footsteps than before were caught by the blond youth.This made him wrinkle his eyebrows that he had always carefully groomed, and turned his head in doubt, looking in the direction of the stairs.

Dumbledore came downstairs in the dark purple wizarding robes and pointed wizarding hat of which he had had his taste questioned for so many years at Hogwarts.

Seeing this, Gellert raised his eyebrows: "Who are you acting for?"

"Oh, lemon cake for breakfast this morning? Well, it's really good." Dumbledore completely ignored the ironic words directed at himself, showing a smile like an old urchin, "And Earl Gray tea, oh , it seems that I have to tie a bow to my beard. Otherwise it will be dirty."

Gellert looked at Dumbledore's old-fashioned meal preparations, and showed a disgusted expression: "Albus, you should lose weight!"

"Oh, really?" Dumbledore put down the cup in his hand, and patted his stomach through the thin wizard robe: "I thought you liked it? Even if it's...uh... a little fat , but it won't bother you, will it?"

"I'm afraid this is really my problem. I know for sure that you suppressed me last night!" Gellert curled his lips: "Your nutritionist will curse you."

"Oh, it's okay, maybe I can do something later to use up the excess energy." Dumbledore smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you hungry?"

Gellert rolled his eyes again, randomly folded the newspaper in his hand, and threw it on the table next to the breakfast.

Dumbledore glanced at the newspaper and saw the huge photograph on the front page.Two blond long-haired men with a short-haired child were smiling at Dumbledore looking at them from the photo.

When Gellert looked this way inadvertently, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, pretending that he had been concentrating on enjoying the lemon cake carefully cooked by the house elf.

After breakfast, Geller took Dumbledore to the sunny glass study and reception room.After the former sat down, he began to concentrate on processing a few documents on the desk.The latter chose a soft stool close to the dividing line between sunlight and shadow, sank into it comfortably, and let out a sigh of relief.This also made Gellert show a contemptuous expression again.

Several high-ranking administrators of the Saints came out of the reception fireplace in the study one after another.When they respectfully handed over the reports in their hands to the most influential and prestigious leader in Germany sitting behind the desk, they caught a glimpse of the familiar yet unfamiliar old man in the other corner of the room out of the corner of their eyes. , Everyone had complex and weird expressions on their faces.

Feeling the warm sunshine at hand, Dumbledore dozed off after a while, head nodding, which completely destroyed the original strict office atmosphere in the study.

"Albus!" Gellert, who had endured silence for a long time, finally couldn't help but say when Dumbledore woke up from his doze for the fourth time: "Change your ridiculous outfit!"

"Come on, Gellert, I think this is fine. You look a little grumpy, do you need me to go over and give you a kiss?" Dumbledore took off his typical half-moon eyes and wiped them with a handkerchief After wiping it, he put it back on again, and gave Gellert a kind smile.

Gellert narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Dumbledore's smile for a while, and then snorted coldly.

The latter stood up with a happy smile, walked slowly to the former's side, leaned over to that handsome face, and kissed it.

Standing in front of the desk all the time waiting for Gellert's reply, the saint, who had the misfortune to see this scene, had a complex expression as if he had accidentally swallowed a fly alive just now.But he dared not utter a single syllable.

"Give up your ridiculous idea, stupid." Gellert's expression remained unchanged, he accepted Dumbledore's kiss calmly, and then responded with another merciless blow.

Dumbledore shrugged completely indifferently, and slowly walked back to his comfortable soft stool.

"Have all the itinerary and reception work been done?" Gellert's tone became calmer and more serious, and he turned to his subordinates again.

Because of the scene just now, the soul in a semi-dissociative state instantly returned to the soul, and replied respectfully: "All arrangements have been made. Everything went well last night, and half of the itinerary this morning has been completed. Everything is proceeding smoothly according to the original plan."

"Very good, make the lunch at noon again. If there is any mistake, I can't afford to be ashamed of that." Gellert nodded indifferently, and Gellert reminded again.

While the saint and Gellert were discussing the details of another arrangement, Gellert, who had been silent for a while, suddenly lowered his voice again: "Albus! Stop messing with your bow! Stupid Thorough!"

When the saint, who was nervous because of the serious tone, realized that he was not the target of the words, his subconsciously tense body stiffened again because of this strange situation.

"Don't be so serious, you will frighten the child." Dumbledore continued to fiddle with the bow on his beard without raising his head, and did not accept Gellert's opinion: "You don't think my appearance is too much for a child." Appear more amiable?

"Are you acting so hard to make people laugh?"

bell - bell -

In the midst of Dumbledore and Gellert's fruitless 'talk of words', the doorbell for official visitors rang.The saints who have been walking and neither staying nor staying are as if they were pardoned, and hurried out to lead the way for the visiting guests.

When Clarence and Lucius walked into the study with three little tails behind them, what they saw was a funny scene of Zu'ci'sun'filial piety'.

Dumbledore was still rambling about something, but Gellert was already blushing with anger.

When they noticed five new figures entering the room, the 'grandfather and grandson' who were still in 'intimate communication' immediately stopped and looked in the direction of the door together.

Seeing this, Lucius raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Clarence coughed twice, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said familiarly: "Good morning, Albus, Gellert. What are you talking about?"

"Surprise about the foolishness of a certain idiot! Hmph!" Gellert snorted unhappily, his eyes signaled the saints who had just led the way for Clarence and the others to leave.

"Uh, yes, Lunes, come." Clarence turned around and waved behind him, calling the youngest little tail to the front, and greeted two elders who had never met before: "This is Geller Uncle T and, uh, Grandpa Albus."

The little boy with a face very similar to Clarence raised his golden head and looked at the two people who were named.

Both Gellert and Dumbledore got up during the introduction just now, and walked a few steps closer to the five guests.

Lu Ensi's bright green eyes flicked back and forth between Dumbledore and Gellert twice, then showed an extremely cheerful smile, and shouted to Gellert very enthusiastically: "Hello, Uncle Gellert! "Grandpa Albus was instantly skipped and ignored.

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Clarence laughed out of embarrassment in an instant.

Dumbledore looked at the calm Lucius with a helpless and aggrieved expression while maintaining a 'grandfather-like' kind smile.

"Mr. Dumbledore, a three-year-old child has already formed a normal sense of aesthetics." Lucius, who was seen, kindly reminded him.

"Trust me, Albus. The last time I was in Severus' office, I saw that even your own portrait was no longer dressed like this." Clarence grinned from ear to ear, adding insult to injury.

"Please change your normal attire, Albus." Gellert responded to Lunes not too enthusiastically, focusing on the matter of 'persuading' Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was completely blown away by the new family and walked out of the room.

"I hope you don't stay in this state all the time after you get married." Lucius sincerely wished, "At least not in the future."

"Of course not." Gellert denied without hesitation, "Are you joking?"

Clarence showed a clear expression, and took the family to sit down with Gellert: "Dragon and Harry just had a vacation, so they came over to play with us. They were all curious about Albus, but I guess I was just disappointed."

"Except for being a little fatter, everything else is okay." Gellert responded not too patiently: "If he doesn't pretend to be smart to dress like this."

"I think you're enjoying it, don't you?" Clarence smiled and exposed someone's habit of saying irony: "If you really can't accept it, I think Albus would have gone up and changed."

"At this point, I think the grandparent-grandchild model is a bit unacceptable to me." Lucius rolled his eyes.

"Xiaolong, is there a big age difference between Uncle Gellert and Grandpa Albus?" Lu Ensi elbowed the two beside him, Draco and Harry, who were imitating Lucius' calmness. Face innocently asked the question in a voice that was actually not too low.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Dumbledore and Mr. Greenwald should be about the same age." Harry glanced at the three adult wizards who were looking at him at Wenyan's side, and he was not sure and was younger than Lunes. voice answered.

"Really?" The big green eyes suddenly widened?

"And they should be a hundred years old." Draco added after confirming that Harry's words did not anger any adult wizard.

At this time, staring at a slightly curly auburn hair, a young man who looked about the same age as Clarence walked in with a smile very similar to Dumbledore, and made a more detailed supplement to Draco : "To be precise, I will celebrate my 152nd birthday this year. Have you prepared any presents for me?"

The author has something to say: Well, it is estimated that there will be another update tonight, the time is uncertain, but it will not exceed twelve o'clock at the latest.

Because it is scheduled to end on July [-]th, I will definitely finish writing the episode in the last three days.

The little bun, Lu Ensi, is here~

Inherited Clarence's appearance, and Lucius's... er, appearance association aesthetic? O(∩_∩)O haha~

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Chapter Q48 Extra Story [-]

Soft brown hair, blue eyes, beautiful aquiline nose and delicate face.Clarence and Lucius were surprised by how good-looking Dumbledore was when he was young.

Lunes was quite satisfied with Dumbledore's new 'dress'.When he finally left, if Clarence hadn't asked him with a straight face, the child would never have let go of his arms around Dumbledore's neck.

In order to prevent Lunes from making a fuss about leaving Dumbledore again, Gellert was the one who sent Clarence and his group of five away.

"What do you think is the mentality of Albus becoming so young?" Before the five visitors Apparated, Gellert vaguely heard these last words from a distance.

Gellert, stern-faced as always, stood quietly at the door for a while, until the front yard where the visitor left was so quiet that there was no other movement.

Dumbledore planted many lemon trees in the not-so-open front yard.

Those little shrubs growing up in disorder in the front yard weren't really trees either.Lemon seedlings criss-crossing the garden look more like stubborn weeds because of the owner's bad taste and the haphazard timing and method of sowing.Just like sitting in the reception room now, someone with the same stubborn personality.

Dumbledore loves all desserts related to lemons, as well as sweet and sour things that taste similar.Many of the lemons in the front yard were sown by him from leftover lemon seeds in his food.

Gellert is dismissive of Dumbledore's insistence on sowing seeds while tending to casual 'daily hobbies'.But he still made people clear all the plants in the front yard except the lemon seedlings.Including an old tree that is over a hundred years old.

That tree was planted by Gellert after he returned from England.

Dumbledore didn't comment on Gellert's act of cleaning the front yard, but heaved a long sigh and looked at the person who made this decision with gentle eyes.

This island cottage in the river was Gellert's early property.Because the temperature difference between day and night and winter and summer in Munich is very large, in order to make the living environment of the whole island more pleasant, Gellert purchased a large number of old trees early on and planted them around the house.During the Second World War in the Muggle world, Munich, as the largest city in southern Germany, naturally would not be spared from the artillery fire.However, with a protective spell cast by Gellert himself, the island and everything on it survived the chaos.

The last time Gellert saw Dumbledore's brown hair was when he was defeated by Dumbledore who came to stop him.Then he was carried here by the latter in a coma.

When Gellert imprisoned Nurmengard himself, he often saw the famous saying on the door that he had chosen for Nurmengard.

For the greater good.

This is actually the common pursuit of the two when they were young.

The gates of Nurmengard could not shut Gellert.Naturally, Gellert believed that the gate here would not stop Dumbledore either, if the latter really wanted to come to him.

For the greater good.

But he lost that duel.

Ariana's death was actually an accident.Although Gellert also thinks he is at fault.But he did not think that the price of this accident should be nearly 80 years of silence.He's in Germany, he's in England.Not a word.

When Dumbledore came to Gellert in 1945, the first thing he said was, "Happy [-]th birthday to me?"

It was just a duel, Gellert thought, using the elder wand with the Avada Kedavra that he was already so comfortable with.

However, he failed to cast the death curse, because he heard Dumbledore say it faintly.

Gellert didn't understand, Dumbledore had created a huge momentum, and he was looking for a life-and-death duel with himself, the Dark Lord, just for a fainting place?

Facing Dumbledore, who stood as straight as he had been decades ago, not intending to dodge his spells, Gellert realized that he had lost more than just a wand.

"I love you."

In fact, Gellert was not really in a coma, he was just yearning for a hug that would only appear at this time.

What he really lost was his own heart.

In fact, Gellert felt that he had never figured out what Dumbledore wanted.

Walking slowly back to the reception room, Dumbledore was rubbing his waist with a toothache on his face.It was as if his old skeleton had been torn apart by Lu Ensi.

"Naping?" Gellert asked.

"Oh, of course, I'm exhausted." Dumbledore complained in an exaggerated tone: "I can't believe that a three-year-old child is scarier than hundreds of students. I don't know how Clarence and the others live Yes. I must take a good rest."

After decades of absence, Gellert discovered that Dumbledore, who was very quiet when he was young, actually had the habit of chattering like a bee.

Black and gold have always been the official colors of Munich and the classic colors of Gellert's extremely saintly.Although the black and gold military uniform is no longer Gellert's first choice for daily attire, this does not prevent Gellert's bedroom from being dominated by these two colors.Although Dumbledore seems to prefer the colorful colors similar to Muggle weaving.

In terms of preferences, Dumbledore has always made concessions.All he asked to keep was a colorful Muggle rug.

Patterns on woven rugs have been around for decades.However, because of Gellert's protection spell, the pattern on this carpet has also served as the only color to decorate the boring Nurmengard cell for nearly 50 years.

Perhaps it started when Gellert's message from Nurmengard was sent back to England. Through the small prison window, owls kept sending mail with the Hogwarts seal.

Gellert read every letter in the letter over and over again, but did not write a single word of response.

He was very concerned about a question, what did he do wrong.But Dumbledore's letters don't seem to touch on that answer, aside from the annoyingly troubled students.

With the passage of time, wrinkles appear on the face that has lost its careful maintenance.Gellert was still thinking about the same question.

"I went to Albania today with my two children to find Tom who has been missing for many years." This is a brief letter from Dumbledore.

Tom!Tom!Tom!

Gellert frantically found every letter he had preserved, and the name was mentioned the most.

In exchange for my many years of silence and quietness, is it a letter that does not involve me except for the letter?A bad naughty student, but he can get Dumbledore's repeated attention.

Everything Dumbledore cared about, he wanted to destroy.

When Dumbledore followed Gellert without hesitation and left the field of the dueling match, the latter was finally relieved.The answer to the question is no longer important. What is important is that instead of thinking foolishly, it is better to destroy it to the end, and perhaps attract some attention from this person.

"When will you return to Germany with me?" Gellert asked pretendingly proudly.

Dumbledore sighed, staring at Gellert's restored youthful appearance.He wasn't surprised by Gellert's appearance, on the contrary, he was relieved?

Although when they first met, Gellert was no less hostile to Clarence than he was to Tom.But later, Gellert discovered that Clarence's existence was actually quite good.

After more than 40 years, Dumbledore visited the house where he left Gellert again, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Why are you here?" Gellert snorted coldly.

"Clarence asked me if you were supporting Tom behind his back." Dumbledore sighed a long time: "What are you doing?"

"Why has this child become your new hidden danger? Are you afraid?"

"No, he made me think, it's time for me to rest. What about you?" Dumbledore spat out the first lemon seeds that day in the front yard.

What it feels like to destroy a man completely is to use support to understand all his weaknesses, and then take off the bottom stepping wood all at once and watch him fall completely.

The potion materials for Tom's resurrection were provided by Gellert, including the blood with the unicorn curse.

Gellert couldn't quite remember the day Dumbledore started staying in his house.

Then the day he spat out the second lemon seed, Gellert brought back the Muggle rug that had been lying in Nurmengard.

The trees on the island that survived the artillery fire of World War II have the most impressive tree age in Munich.Lush vegetation obscured all prying eyes of the island.Muggles who don't know it prefer to regard this as a miracle, and pay their respects or worship on both sides of the river.

Dumbledore has been in his twenties since the first morning he woke up from Gellert's bed.

No one said it, and no one broke it.

Amidst the blessings of the saints, two young men with brown hair and blonde hair held a low-key wedding ceremony.

Gellert remembered Dumbledore smiling brightly that day, like a real 20-year-old, just like when he first met him.

When the officiant asked the question, Gellert saw Dumbledore with a bright smile that was very similar to that of many years ago, but slightly different, and firmly held him with that gentle hand that was not inferior to before, saying : "I'm full of apologies, but I never stop wanting."

In fact, Gellert asked Dumbledore the same question a long, long time ago, when the two of them were really frozen in this look.

But Dumbledore's answer was interrupted by Aberforth, and Gellert only heard the word 'I'.

What is it like to be young?

In fact, Gellert knew the answer to this question.

A youthful appearance can't completely erase the traces that 100 years have left in the two bodies.For some reason, the physical condition of the two is not much worse than that of the young people.However, from the habit of taking a nap, it can be seen that the two are not really exactly the same as young people in their 20s who are in the sunrise period of their lives.

Dumbledore rolled out the quilt and rolled himself in with Gellert.Whispering in his ear much of what Gellert had read in his letters.

As the biological son of the two who are currently standing at the top of the European wizarding world, Lu Ensi's talent has lived up to his special status.

Gellert deeply felt that Lu Ensi was the king of all the troublemakers he had heard and seen.

But it's acceptable to let these troublemakers occasionally.

"Oh, my back hurts, will you help me water the lemon bushes later? Maybe they'll have worms!" Dumbledore continued to talk about everything except Gellert, tirelessly.

"You also know that's a lemon 'bush'?" Gellert snorted.

"Well, maybe Babe can help them stand up a bit more? I've always thought house-elf house-elf magic was pretty good, really."

Gellert's question had already been answered, but he never believed it.

I don't know whether in the life of a person who is about to celebrate his 147th birthday, is there more time for silence or more time for noise?

Gellert felt that he could take this as a new topic in the future.

The author has something to say: Originally, the second episode should have been released last night.

But Yuanyuan herself was not satisfied with what she wrote last night, so she posted it as 1.5 in the long review.

This is the official episode [-]!

The extra episode of ADGG is over, do you guys understand?

I don't know this one and the one in the long review, which version do you prefer?

~~~~(>_<)~~~~ If it was the long comment, Yuanyuan said that she seems to be stupid again...

At [-]:[-] tonight, we will update the episode of Daddy L's exchange on time, don't worry