[HP]Aluet

In 1929, Gellert Grindelwald first approached Anais Dubois as the leader of the revolution, hoping to draw her into his command.Anais Dubois declined on the grounds that it "needs time to think".

"His statement is indeed very tempting, but I still find it strange. Grindelwald's motives are impure, and I don't know where he learned about Alouette." Anais frowned, "All the family history books The records about Alouette on the Internet all ended in the 30s. When Angus Allouette died in 1835, he didn’t even write down the cause of death. How did he know that Alouette had a descendant? People survived in the world, and they followed the clues to find out about me?"

"Do we need to go to Mr. Dubois? According to you, he is likely to be in danger." Andric said.

They found Qiannan Dubois's house, but there was nothing in the house, let alone a figure, it was empty.

In 1930, Gellert Grindelwald approached Anais Dubois for the second time. This time, Anais gave him an ambiguous response, only expressing his willingness to "cooperate" temporarily.

However, as time went by, Grindelwald's ambition made her more and more anxious.

Especially when he smiled and gently stroked Ashley's hair.

A mother's keen perception made her finally perceive the danger from Grindelwald's eyes.

"He doesn't just want to cooperate." Anais paced back and forth anxiously, "When he asked his subordinates to kill the Muggle family that defied him, I should be wary of him." He said Not seeking violence, everything is an inevitable part of the revolution, but he is clearly a cold and cruel predator in his bones, thinking about the things he did, he can find a suitable reason for everything."

"Then let's get out of here." Andrik said, "Get out of here so he can't find us."

August 1932.

"It's been two years, Ender." Anais pushed down his hat to cover most of his face, and dragged Andric along the street, "We can't hide like this endlessly. "

Andrik suddenly slowed down, and the cuff was out of Anais' hand, and Anais walked forward a few meters before reacting.She turned around and shook Andric's shoulder helplessly.

"Please, Ender, we have to do this, listen to me." Anais held Andrik's face, making him look at her, "This is a seamless plan, Yong Mu is willing to take huge risks to help us , we must do it to the end.”

Andrik didn't say anything, he held Anais's hand tightly, as if it was also a part of his soul.

They turned into an alley, Apparated back to the house where they lived, and lifted the protective spell.

"We can't involve Ashley in the crisis. I've had enough of being scared and hiding all day long. The meaning of life doesn't lie in that, Ender." Anais pulled the quilt from the sleeping girl's feet, Gently covering her, "Grindelwald's goal is very clear, he has taken a fancy to the special ability of the Alouette family, he will not pay too much attention to you, he will only focus on me and Ashley. He must persevere in coming to me, but you can't show your face, no matter what he says or does, you can't show your face—" She looked at the pale Andric, her lips trembling, and her fingertips felt numb, "Oh , dear, say something." She walked over and took Andric's cold hands.

"Okay." Andrik nodded stiffly, "I'll listen to you."

"He has made a lot of efforts to win me over. This time I will clearly express my attitude. He will not let go of any threat. He is afraid that I will cooperate with other people, so sooner or later..." She took care of Ann Derek's expression softened, and his voice softened a little, "He will do that sooner or later. At least in this way, the initiative is in our own hands. We need to create an illusion to eliminate his concerns. We need to let him confirm Alouette's descendants are completely destroyed in his hands, so as to ensure Ashley's safety."

Andrik nodded numbly, his eyes flushed worryingly red.

"If it's a killing curse, I will protect her..." Anais continued, "As for the follow-up, Ender, you send her to a Muggle orphanage, keep her away from this trouble, and go to England to find you There is only one place that can guarantee her safety. Before she enters Hogwarts at the age of 11, Grindelwald must not find her."

"I will..." Andrik lowered his head, and pulled out his hand calmly, "I'll give that necklace to her when she grows up, and I will divert Grindelwald's attention, he wants to find death Hallows, as long as the news of the Resurrection Stone is spread, let them fight for their own blood, plus he will witness the demise of Alouette, he will not notice that Ashley survived." His last few words The words were so difficult that they even gritted their teeth.

"Are you still angry about my decision?" Anai asked softly.

"Do not……"

"This is for the best, Ender." She said patiently. "It's all for our child. We managed to bring her back from hell. I'm not willing to let her fate be decided by others. She You should live well."

"You're blaming me for being selfish and not thinking about your feelings, aren't you, Ender?" She looked into Andric's sad eyes, tears starting to well up in them, but her expression remained firm, " I know you are sad, and I am sad, Ender. I am sad not because of what I am about to face, but because of you. I will not be sad for myself, because my ending is a choice I made , so I am neither sad nor regretful, you have to be clear about this."

Andric wrote a letter to Albus Dumbledore.They are going to implement this plan, and what they have to do now is to wait for Grindelwald's arrival.With the help of Yong Mu Lin, they set up a space formation around the house as a concealment, and added a layer of powerful protection spells. They planned to use this to delay time.

Andrik had gone to New York and returned with a bottle of glowing dark green liquid in his hand.

"Albus and Newt told us about our plan to separate Ashley's memory." He poured some of the bottle of liquid into the crucible, added a lot of water, and then put in other medicinal materials to start making potions. "Newt thinks we still need to make another seal on her memory. Memory separation can only store part of her memory in an object, but as long as she touches that object, the memory will return. After all, it is her. a part of."

"what is this?"

"The venom of the Winged Demon." Andrik replied, "We store the separated memory in that ring. After the seal is completed, her brain can be isolated from the memory in the ring, and no one will know Her background."

"The venom of the Winged Demon?" Anai watched silently from the side, "Will this not cause any side effects?"

"Maybe she'll have to wear that ring all the time. The two spells are mutually exclusive, and if the ring leaves, the seal will make her forget everything that upset her... Maybe it's a side effect, because I don't think it's a good thing. But it's the only way we can do it now. Let Albus help with that when the plans are done and she's gone to England and everything's settled down."

……

St. Mungo's Hospital, London, January 1976.

"Aisley..."

Even though it is winter, my body is sweating, my brain seems to be bursting, and every nerve in my body is throbbing violently. In the darkness and chaos, I can't tell the truth from reality. Shaking my arms.

The shaking became more and more intense, and I woke up suddenly, my heart was beating at a terrible speed.

"Aisley!"

I stared blankly at the side of the bed.

"You're awake." Minerva trembled with excitement, "I thought you were just too sleepy, but I didn't expect you to be unconscious for nearly a month. During this time, we tried countless methods but failed to wake you up. Come here, fortunately your vital signs have been normal, I can only inject you with nutrient solution and wait for you to wake up by yourself."

I blinked my sore eyes to adjust to the light, then tried to sit up.My injury has healed well enough, I don't know if they'll let Dorcas do it again.

I put on my shoes and stood up, suddenly a strong sense of fatigue hit me, I held onto Minerva's arm dizzily, and it took a few minutes for me to recover.

My temple was still swollen unbearably, I looked down and saw the ring on the ring finger of my left hand.

I was out of my mind for a moment - how long I hadn't had it back, decades.

"What's the matter, Ashley?"

"It's nothing." I shook my head, clenched my fists calmly, and hid the ring.

I left St. Mungo's, digesting a jumble of fragments of memories that were still foreign to me.

But my mood is more complicated than these memories.

I'm a bit confused about Tom Riddle.I can't understand him more and more.

Only then did I realize that the snake and shadow I saw in the dark was not a dream.

Originally I exchanged the "Resurrection Stone" with him and he refused to return my things, but now he returned it to me inexplicably, and didn't even ask me for the "Resurrection Stone".

I turned the ring on my ring finger.

After he put it on for me, I didn't let it change its position.

My heart throbbed again.

I really don't know him well enough.I know there is a reason for everything he does, but I can't always tell why.

The closer you get to his world, the more you understand his heart, the less you understand him.

While I was unconscious, another uprising broke out in London under the banner of "release Grindelwald" and "redress for Grindelwald". Desperately contain this insane riot.

But I don't have time to think about these for now.

I was thinking about the resurrection stone.Dumbledore once told me that the resurrection stone in my hand is likely to be fake.But for so many years, can a fake resurrection stone really escape the eyes of generations of Aluet people?What's more, there are still many people fighting openly and secretly for the Deathly Hallows.

If the resurrection stone was originally real, since when did it become fake, and where is the real resurrection stone hidden?

The Resurrection Stone must have passed through other hands.My father asked Mr. Lin for help to make a necklace, until he put the resurrection stone in the necklace and handed it to me. Most likely something went wrong in the middle, because the time was short, so he would not think of verifying it, and during this period, it was bound to happen. Some things made him suspicious, so he expressed his doubts to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore went to investigate because of this... This development should be the most reasonable.

I'm going to go to the village of Ashleigh in Surrey, my father's old house, and look for it. Maybe I can find some clues.However, I went twice, without any results, he left nothing useful.

As I came out of the house, closed the door, and cast the spell again, something suddenly occurred to me.My hand on the door lock paused.

Yes, this is my second time here, and this time I opened the door easily, with just an ordinary araho hole, but I suddenly remembered that I put an extra protective spell on the lock before I left .

I quietly finished the spell as usual, turned and left here.I hid in the corner of the street, transformed after using the illusion spell, turned my head and flew back the same way, stopped on a nearby branch, and quietly observed the movement below.

After a long wait, I almost thought it was my illusion, and I hesitated to leave.Not long after, I saw a black shadow passing by the window, I blinked my eyes, and took a closer look, and a figure appeared, observing something at the door.

I approached silently, and my wand rested on his lower back.

He was about to draw out his wand quickly, but I stopped him.

"Stay still," I said, "Turn around."

His back froze for a few seconds. After a long hesitation, he raised his hands and turned around slowly. The hood covered half of his face.He raised his head slowly, and I saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the moonlight shone on the silver-white hair protruding from his ears.

"Long time no see." His tone was very light.

"Ranbusi." I said coldly, "My hat is covering my face. I haven't seen you for so many years. Can you recognize me?"

"Maybe it's intuition."

Without giving him room to react, I cast a silent Binding Charm, and vines grew from the surrounding walls, pinning him to the door.

My wand was pointed at his throat, and my face was cold.

"It's not so much intuition, but you know very well that there will be no one else here except me, Ashley Field." The tip of my staff almost pierced his skin, and I thought of Andric's death, and thought of Dumbledore. Lido told me that the murderer was someone from Grindelwald—I'm sure my murderous intent was almost strong enough to become a reality at this moment, "You know where he lives, and you came to find him."

"You're a little suspicious, Ashley." Ranbusi smiled, "I'm just following orders."

"On order?" I asked, "Why, your master asked you to watch me?"

He closed his mouth and chose not to answer, but his expression confirmed my question to me.But he probably wouldn't have guessed that this didn't lessen my suspicion of him, on the contrary it confirmed my guess.

Ranbusi doesn't know, I have Riddle's tracking curse in my blood, Riddle knows my location completely, there is no reason for anyone to go out of their way to stare at me, it will do him no good at all, Tom Riddle No.

Obviously, he was lying.

I try to look a lot calmer on the outside than I do on the inside.

"What did he ask you to find?" I changed the question.

He sneered: "You don't think that such persecution will be of any use to me, Miss Ashley. Or you don't think that I have no way to escape, do you?"

"Of course not." I glanced at him coldly, and under his unbelievable gaze, sharp thorns emerged from the vines, which became tighter and tighter, piercing deeply into his flesh, blood Spilled from dense wounds and dripped to the ground.

"Didn't expect me to do this, did you?" I didn't look at the wounds, I just looked straight into Ranbusi's eyes, "It's like you didn't expect me to turn back halfway and squat you for so long. You There are still many unexpected things, Ranbusi. Of course I believe you have a way out, I never dare to underestimate the ability of any dark wizard, maybe you are willing to drag me until the Aurors come here?"

I was just scaring him, I had no intention of contacting Dumbledore, because I had no intention of taking him back.It's still useful to let him go. If he confirms my guess that he is a loyal believer of Grindelwald, then there must be a large part of Grindelwald's remnant party that he brought into the Death Eater camp.The internal struggle is the most terrible thing. Instead of exposing him now, it is better to wait for the time to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

I still don't really want to confront Riddle, I'm probably wavering again, maybe I'm really too easily influenced by him... However, this should be a good choice-shift the target, change the strategy, and temporarily put aside my heart Deep chaos and entanglement.

But before I let Ranbusi go, I was not willing to let him suffer.

My hands and feet were cold, and I even trembled slightly, but the hatred and anger that had been suppressed in my chest for decades made me completely able to cast aside the weak and pitiful hesitation in my mind and make this decisive move.

"I don't know if such a pressing question will be more deterrent?" Without blinking my eyes, I waved my wand, my nails turned white from the force, and Ranbusi's scream came to me Under the effect of the Cutting Curse, his entire right arm was cut off, and the blood bloomed bright red flowers on the ground, not even the night could make them lose their color.Ranbusi's blue eyes widened a little, and it was the first time he showed such a look of surprise, but after a brief adjustment, I finally saw what he called "the way to escape".

His body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he turned into a child of a few years old under my nose. I was stunned for a few seconds, and when I came back to my senses, there was nothing in front of me.Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, wondering how he disappeared, and turning around quickly, Ranbusi appeared a few meters behind me.

And in the next second, a scene that shocked me even more appeared. On his severed arm, black filaments spread, and the severed arm began to re-grow at an alarming speed, soon giving birth to bones and bloody flesh. In a few seconds, a complete arm reappeared in front of me.

"What?" I was shocked.

I threw a fast prison in the past, and he disappeared on the spot in a flash. The night hid his movements, and the leaves around were rustled by the wind, and I heard his laughter.

"There are more things you can't think of, Ashley. See you next time."

I released the Crushing Curse in the direction of the sound, and after a bang, half of the tree trunk was shattered, and Ranbusi had long since disappeared without a trace.

In the first head-to-head confrontation with Ranbusi, I didn't figure out his mysterious routine.I suddenly had a strong sense of crisis.Even though I never underestimate anyone's strength, now I realize that I underestimated Ranbusi.

But I still don't understand - where does that terrible self-healing ability come from?

If the Ministry of Magic keeps banning the use of the Unforgivable Curses, I'm horrified that I can't think of any way to restrain him.

I never thought anyone other than Tom Riddle would be such a threat.

Could it be that the unknown black magic that I have never studied can be so powerful?Even Riddle doesn't have this ability.

Of course, I know it's a wrong decision to compare Riddle, I always subconsciously think of him as omnipotent, but in fact he doesn't care about it at all, he only delves into the aggressive black magic.

After all, I used to be by his side, and he didn't need those methods for self-healing.