Chapter 1117 Pulling the Cart

Looking at the old wizard whose teeth have been completely filled in front of him, the light of the magic lamp dances on Grindelwald's sparse but meticulously combed white hair. From Dumbledore's point of view, it makes the eyes The wizard had grown younger, making him dizzy a little.

Grindelwald leaned slightly, stretched out an arm slowly and gracefully, and raised his hand with the palm up. Grindelwald just looked down at Dumbledore with his eyes as if he didn't need to blink at all.

Dumbledore raised his left hand, rubbed his nose, sighed, and handed it to Grindelwald's palm - but unexpectedly, Grindelwald did not take his hand, but quickly avoided it, and then quickly He grabbed Dumbledore's right hand that was holding the wand, and then pulled hard, pulling Dumbledore staggeringly, and pulling him closer to himself.

Dumbledore's silver-white, waist-length hair swayed in front of him. He stood there in a daze, his blue eyes behind crescent-shaped glasses focused on the other's eyes, and his pale and old cheeks turned red now. Grindelwald held Dumbledore's wrist forcefully, pulled the white wizard's healed right hand to his nose, sniffed Dumbledore's right hand vigorously, and from the beginning to the end, his gaze was always Not leaving Dumbledore, which made the old man's complexion even more rosy.

"Rowan wood... wizards who hold wands made of this kind of wood often have clear minds and pure hearts. Rowan wood wands can also exert defensive spells to the best extent, so it can protect the owner. With high talents, other wands are inferior." Grindelwald loosened his hand holding Dumbledore's wrist, "If I remember correctly, your new wand is the same as your original old wand?"

Dumbledore's face was a little hot for a while, and he realized that he had misunderstood, and the other party was just identifying his new wand.

"The holder of the elderberry wand always seems to have a strong sense of identity with the wizard chosen by the rowan wand." Grindelwald's right eye with the strange off-white pupil blinked slightly, revealing a charming look Smiling, "As the former owner of the Elder Wand... I quite agree with that point of view, what do you think, Albus?"

"Words that can be passed on for a long time are usually very reasonable..." Dumbledore turned around a little annoyed to prevent the other party from seeing his expression, and sat down on the chair facing the TV pretending to be calm, and grabbed Fox's beak He threw a piece of popcorn he had just picked up in his mouth and said vaguely, "I've also used an elderberry wand."

"Besides, I didn't even know you changed your soap... cedar mixed with citrus... Ogilvy Sisters soap..." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, and approached him again with a smirk at the corner of his mouth. He leaned forward slightly, with a pointed nose as if Aligned with Dumbledore's crooked nose, "I haven't smelled it in years."

"Grigorovich just asked me to wash my hands before choosing materials for my wand." Dumbledore frowned suddenly after answering, "Haven't smelled it for a few years? Who else have you smelled?"

"What? Jealous?" Grindelwald teased a little deliberately, he took out a 2.5-liter bottle of Coke from the cabinet and poured Dumbledore a glass, "Recently, I was given this Muggle drink for no reason , but the taste should at least suit you better than beer and sauerkraut juice..."

"Gellert, I noticed that your new prison uniform seems to be one size larger than last time...it fits very well." Dumbledore winked at Grindelwald playfully, and finally seemed to have returned to normal and was no longer affected by Grindelwald. Influenced by Devo's emotional teasing, he replied unconvinced.

Later, casting a spell on the iced Coke with his fingers made Dumbledore's expression more relaxed, and he leaned back on the chair more and more comfortably,

The popcorn bucket soon bottomed out, and after a few burps caused by the carbon dioxide in the drink were unscrupulously vented, Dumbledore seemed a lot more relaxed than he had been with Gregorovich before.

"So, Albus... what's happened lately is worrying you, and everyone else is just turning to you for help... the pupil of Grindelwald's right eye contracted, and the manicured beard above his lip flickered. Li Yang, "There are a lot of things happening at Hogwarts...you want to know what Alan Harris wants to do? "

"Gadler, don't use your ability to look at me." Dumbledore habitually faced his fingertips, his blue eyes flicked to Grindelwald, "There are many places in Harris that remind me of you...so I I really want to hear your opinion, if you were him, what would be the purpose of doing these things?"

"What do you think we look like?" The skin exposed under Grindelwald's neck showed an unnatural whiteness. He raised his chin, raised his brows and asked deliberately, "Skin? Hair color? Gender ?”

"Don't be joking..." Although Dumbledore said so, he looked at Grindelwald from above the half-moon-shaped glasses and smiled, with a pleasant voice, "You really look alike, don't you? You both like to explore Ancient magic, and they are all good at speech, good at grasping other people's hearts, seeing through their nature... they can easily stir up other people's emotions, and they can make good use of them..."

"Then the three of us are quite alike..." Grindelwald said with a hippie smile, then put away his smile and said seriously, "But we are always just 'like', essentially different individuals, So what you want is different.”

Dumbledore nodded in agreement and asked again: "Then what do you think he wants?"

"Albus, what did we ever want to do?" Grindelwald didn't answer directly.

"In order to break the "International Statute of Secrecy" and realize the rule of wizards over mortals...Gadler, I changed later, so we had a lot of disputes...You mean Ellen too?" Dumbledore's white beard dangled on his chest. Akira, he didn't look surprised.

"Harris TV's programs about Muggles and the hallucinations I created at the rally are a practice; before the United Kingdom issued a warning to various countries to abide by the secrecy law, and then forced the African president to compromise..." Grindel Wo leaned his upper body towards Dumbledore and approached Dumbledore, his words revealed some of the 'wildness' of his youth, "I don't have his patience, but I have to say that many countries are now covered by secrecy laws that are difficult to maintain. Don’t you get tired of it? It’s a pity that I didn’t have such advanced magic equipment as a TV back then…”

"Fortunately not!" Dumbledore glared at his boyfriend in disapproval, took a gulp of Coca-Cola and burped, "But I did consider this possibility...but don't you think that the floating city today is Is it to keep wizards away from Muggles? To form a more closed wizarding world?

"That's why I said that the three of us are essentially different individuals, and we want different things..." Grindelwald shook his head, "Albus, you have noticed it yourself. In fact, you don't want to believe it because Harris Like the rising sun, but you are like the setting sun, you can't control the opponent and you can't defeat him...I can understand that you are too tired and unwilling and unable to have a bigger dispute with him...Anyway, you think he treats Muggles Much better attitude than mine? Anyway, he's not going to squeeze Muggle value like I am? But you're wrong, Albus, it seems to me that the breaking of the Secrecy Act is only a small part of his thinking... he What you want to do may be far more troublesome than you imagine..."

"Oh?" Dumbledore finally raised an eyebrow in surprise, "My worst plan is that although the Ministry of Magic is under the control of Harris, the incident with Scrimgeour and the goblin made him realize the constraints...so let's Out of such a floating city of his own...My worst plan is that he wants Hogwarts to form its own faction out of the nominal control of the British Ministry of Magic...But Gellert, it seems that your worries are not limited to this?"

"Who do you think the Elder Wand is most likely to be in now?" Grindelwald continued to answer with a rhetorical question.

Dumbledore shook his head after nodding: "You think it's him too?...Maybe Tom will go astray, but we don't rely too much on such foreign things..."

"Albus, don't forget, there is a big cart behind this little boy..." Grindelwald reminded in a serious tone, "There is a goddess behind him, and she declares that she is fighting against a god of death... "

As he spoke, Grindelwald waved his fingers in the air.

"The Elder Wand." Grindelwald drew a vertical line in the air; "Resurrection Stone." He added a circle above the vertical line; "Invisibility Cloak" he drew a triangle outside the vertical line and the circle.

"It is said that the person who owns all the Deathly Hallows is the master of Death..." Dumbledore stared at the Deathly Hallows symbol floating in the air, "If they are really for this noble purpose...I have no problem with that ...Although I personally have my doubts about whether the god of death really exists...in fact, I think that Ms. Ravenclaw may just have powers that ordinary wizards don't know..."

"I met you when I was young and invited you to search for the Deathly Hallows with me... Where do you think I got the information about the Deathly Hallows and used him as my personal mark?" Grindelwald threw it again A rhetorical question, before Dumbledore could answer, he pointed to the mark in the sky, "The one who induced me to know this mark and start looking for them is also the owner of our Mirror of Erised, the goddess of misfortune Eris..." Grindelwald Bringing his face closer to Dumbledore's, "And the Deathly Hallows necklace on that boy's chest, it's not because his grandpa admired me...I can tell, that's not my mark...Because I haven't finished my Your promise, you locked him here before you collected the three holy artifacts, so I taught the boy a few hands as compensation for the goddess behind him..." Grindelwald breathed all his breath into Dumbledore's face, "But recently, I also discovered because of this... Well, I guessed that this goddess seems to have another identity-Rowena Ravenclaw, the founder of your former work academy."

Dumbledore was shocked by the information hidden in his boyfriend's words. He felt that the matter was beyond all the possibilities he could think of before, as if there was a big net behind him like a chess piece, manipulating these things that Dumbledore thought were true. Chess player's actions are average.

"That Harris boy has gone farther than I have...Albus, maybe you should watch his eyes more, you are very dissatisfied with my not taking Muggles seriously...But in his bones, even if he did these It's a good thing for wizards...but maybe you don't take wizards seriously..." Grindelwald said with satisfaction seeing Dumbledore's expression react, he began to retreat from the sofa and took a sip for himself Soda, "So you think you're relaxed? Think you can take it easy? Your career as a white wizard has just started... But don't expect me to help you deal with my successor... I just want to Just to remind you of the real struggle between those 'gods'... by the way, if I'm right, the Potter Boy Who Lived... the real Invisibility Cloak handed down by Peverell Lost it already?"

"It's not lost...it's still in Harley."

"Huh?"

"But Gaedler, you are right. Although ordinary people cannot understand this kind of struggle between gods, for ordinary people, it is not beneficial to ordinary people except for danger..."