Mentor and Friends

Neither Grindelwald nor Dumbledore knew that news of their duel had been brought to Aberforth by Harry not long ago.

Arianna's death back then not only tortured the two parties involved, but even Aberforth was deeply concerned about everything because of his sister's death. He was even more concerned about the fact that the two dared not verify who the murderer was. is extremely angry.

Over the years, Albus and Aberforth had no contact.

Although the distance between Hogwarts and Hogsmeade is only a few minutes away, for Apparition, it is only a few seconds.

However, it was just a few minutes away, and the two of them spent decades, but they never dared to take that step.

When Harry knew that Albus and Grindelwald were going to duel, he didn't even have time to tell Ron about it, so he ran to Hogsmeade to find Aberforth .

Although his tone couldn't be more sincere, although he repeatedly stated that Albus was likely to die in this duel, although he repeatedly asked Aberforth if he wanted to lose his brother after losing his sister, although he himself He thinks that he has already been regarded as persuading Aberforth who knows how to move with emotion and reason.

But for this young man who inexplicably came to expose his scars, Aberforth didn't care how instigated the other party was, and how worried he was after all. At that moment, he was so angry that he kicked Harry out of his room At home, he still said loudly inside the door: "It's none of my business whether they live or die, don't bother me again."

So Harry could only shrug his shoulders in disappointment, shake his head and sigh.

Before leaving, he talked to himself in what he thought was a low voice, but Aberforth inside the door could hear it.

The general meaning is that poor Albus may die in the duel, but before that he doesn't even come to see his own brother, and reminds himself by the way that he has to get to the duel place early to give them the best. The duel environment or something.

Aberforth clenched his hands behind the door, wishing he could go out and curse Harry.

This kid did it on purpose!

Of course, if Aberforth had asked Harry that, Harry would have said, "Yeah, I did it on purpose." Harry couldn't learn to beat around the bush in Slytherin, and if he didn't want to, he'd bite Jaws, but if he wants to say, even if you give him a deadbolt to seal his throat, I'm afraid he can say what he wants to say in the form of a roaring letter.

It's a pity that although Aberforth is in Gryffindor, he has never met such a thorough Gryffindor.

Harry had said these things on purpose.

He was just betting to see if Aberforth really didn't recognize Albus as his brother.

It is said that Aberforth admired Albus very much back then, and although he hadn't met Grindelwald a few times, the relationship between the two was quite harmonious.

Although there was a grudge among the three because of Ariana's matter, Harry really didn't believe that if Albus really died in a duel, this guy would be indifferent.

Although Harry hadn't heard from Aberforth until the day they were dueling, Harry wasn't worried at all.

If he really didn't come, then he would pretend to tell him that Albus was dead afterwards, and see if he would regret it then.

It's a pity that Harry's prank couldn't be staged. Aberforth had been waiting for the duel between Albus and Grindelwald early on. After seeing the three people coming, he cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and then hid In the grass, when the duel started, even he was startled by the ruthless way the two fought.

Later, the scope of the magic collision became wider and wider. Even though the space used a spell to expand the space, it still couldn't resist the expansion of the magic scope of Grindelwald and Albus.

Aberforth could only rummage in his interspatial bag, and found a rotten broom—thrown in I don’t know how many years ago—staggered and flew into the sky.

Then he saw that Harry was trying to repair the surrounding defensive spells, and finally he couldn't bear to destroy everything around him, so he helped Harry.

As soon as he made a move, he discovered how much magic power the young man had used to maintain the defense here. Aberforth only helped repair one layer, and the illusion spell on his body disappeared because the magic power supply was cut off.

Thus, his whole body was exposed in front of Harry.

Harry didn't seem surprised by his arrival, but instead teased him a few words because of the treatment he had received a few days ago, Aberforth gritted his teeth, he felt that it seemed better to curse Harry with the remaining magic power Repairing the defense here makes a lot more sense.

But Harry gave it up as soon as he saw it, and saw that his face was ugly, and the raised wand had a faint tendency to face him, and he stopped talking.

Aberforth snorted, and seemed to say nothing more.

Below, the duel between Albus and Grindelwald continues.

Because it was completely enclosed in this space, Harry was busy repairing the surrounding defenses and watching their duel. For a while, no one paid attention to the flow of time.

Albus and Grindelwald were already dripping with sweat.

But no one has the tendency to stop, their actions are still so neat, their shots are still so decisive, and their magic power is still so powerful.

Aberforth watched them make deadly moves, couldn't help it for a while, and whispered to himself: "How long are they... going to fight?"

Harry watched the duel below intently, and Harry and Aberforth were forced to fly several feet up as the impact of the magical collision grew.

Hearing Aberforth talking to himself, he said meaningfully: "Maybe both of them are exhausted, or maybe, one died at the hands of the other."

"They..." Startled, Aberforth uttered a word, but didn't know how to proceed.

"Aren't we going to stop it?" After thinking for a while, he asked.

"No need." Harry's face was calm. If Aberforth hadn't seen the faint worry in his eyes, he might have yelled loudly.

"Aberforth, they need a magical duel," Harry told him flatly, "for each other, and for themselves."

Aberforth remained silent.

The two people below really wanted to put each other to death, which was completely different from the scene where Aberforth hid in the bushes and saw the friendly and gentle joke between the two before the duel started.

He had even been cursing Harry for scaring him out of their sight.

When the duel started, he couldn't help being shocked.

What a ruthless determination that was, as if exhausting all his magic power, desperately trying to take the opponent's life, disregarding life, not afraid of death, when the duel started, Aberforth almost trembled trembling.

He finally believed what Harry had told him that day.

What would you do if Albus really died?

"Will he... die?" he heard himself ask softly and tremblingly.

"I don't know." The young man seemed to think of something, and when he answered him, his voice was a bit cold, "Maybe both of them will die, maybe only one will die, or maybe they all survived."

"But they are clearly trying to kill each other now."

"You have to make an end to the past, and you have to end your knots." Harry looked at Xiaomian, the light from the collision of the spells made Harry see the two people no longer, maybe they died here In a ray of light?He thought so in his heart.

"Today's duel, either they all die, or they all survive." Harry had better put this conclusion lightly, because he knew that Grindelwald would not leave Albus alone, and neither would Albus. .

Harry looked at the light stubbornly. Even though his eyes were stung by the aftermath of the spell, he did not avoid it, but distracted himself from time to time, filling up the defensive spell at the destroyed point with magic power.

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether Professor Dumbledore's regret could end up on Albus.

The summer sun went down late, and Harry watched the duel all day long—although by the end, he was mostly looking at a patchwork of multicolored light—and when the last gleam of light faded, so did the light below. Two clean.

Harry lit up the surroundings with his wand.

He and Aberforth flew down.

Albus and Grindelwald were lying on the ground next to each other, their robes were in tatters, and their bodies were covered with wounds, deep and shallow, causing blood to splatter and stain them.

Their wand-holding hands were still coming, and Harry gave himself some armor to protect himself before he dared approach them.

Grindelwald's hand moved, as if he was reflexively trying to cast a spell on Harry, but after all he didn't have the strength to raise his hand again, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was afraid that Grindelwald would lose consciousness Wo would take him for Albus and put a spell on him reflexively.

"They...they..." Aberforth looked at them in surprise.

Harry checked them briefly, then heaved a sigh of relief: "Not dead."

"But they're almost dead now." Aberforth looked at Harry angrily, almost yelling, he didn't understand that this man wanted them to reconcile so much, and it seemed that he was willing to worry about him Brother, but why are they so careless about their current situation, if these two people are really dead...

"Obviously you were the one who ignored Albus before." Harry looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you the most nervous about him now?"

Aberforth opened his mouth, and various words rolled around in his mouth, and finally he swallowed them back.

He still couldn't say the words of worrying about his brother.

"They didn't die, isn't it the best situation?" Harry began to take out all kinds of bottles and cans from his bag, "Dueling all day, exhausting magic power, even being killed The other party has committed an assassin, so under such circumstances, you still expect them to be alive and kicking?"

Aberforth blushed, and seemed to want to refute Harry, but he couldn't say anything.

"Actually, if they died together today, I wouldn't be sad." Harry uttered another sentence lightly. When Aberforth heard his words, he couldn't help pointing his wand at him, but he Before reciting the spell, Harry asked again in a low voice, "How many people in this world can live and die together?"

The author has something to say: There is really a second update today, believe it or not o(╯□╰)o