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Chapter 19 Party

Albus came to the appointment this time, because he had already made up his mind to die. If Gellert won this decisive battle, then he would use his own life as the price to keep this man here forever - compared to daring to Facing the failed Gellert, Albus admitted that his thoughts were indeed despicable, but for the sake of the British wizarding community, he had to do so.

And if Gellert loses...

Albus doesn't want to think about this question. There are many things in this world. If you don't experience it personally, it is impossible to know what choice you will make.

These years, although there has been no contact, Albus has been able to know the news of this blond man from many places. He knows that he is fighting for his ideal in Germany, that he is full of vigor, and that he is living in a place that he cannot see. well done.

What is death?

It means that no matter how hard you search and chase, you will never see that person again.

And Albus Dumbledore never wanted Gellert Grindelwald to die.

In front of Gellert, Albus never concealed his emotions, his hands uncontrollably hugged the man covering him tightly, greedily absorbing the warmth from the other person, as if he just needs to relax a little bit, The person in front of him will disappear.

"You don't want me to die, do you?" Gellert's deep voice sounded in his ears, whispering like a sea monster.

Albus opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word. It was himself who caused the current result, so what right did he have to ask for more?

"Speak up, Albus." Geller looked at the man below him intently. He was much older, but the light in his eyes still moved his heart: "Say what you want."

Albus looked at Gellert quietly, and the next moment he heard his own voice: "Please live seriously, Gellert."

Then, he saw the blond man on his body showing a gentle smile: "This is the first time you have asked me something so seriously, then, as you wish, my Al." He bent down, carefully Kissed Albus on the forehead.

"I will live with you."

Gellert is a very courageous person, so in order to avoid losing both sides, he will make a decisive battle agreement with Albus using the magic world of the two countries as a weight. At the same time, he is also a person who can afford to lose. , ordered the German saints to withdraw from the British magic world, and as a loser, they walked into the Ministry of Magic very simply, and were voluntarily imprisoned in Nurmengard, the prison of the German magic world.

The German Ministry of Magic, which had long been conquered by the saints, was still trembling at the beginning, and couldn't believe this fact at all, but as time passed, the blond man who shocked the whole of Germany was still living peacefully in Nurmengard. In the middle, there was no unusual movement at all, and I also wondered in my heart-could this man be for real?

Thinking of this, some loyal members of the German Ministry of Magic couldn't help but get excited, wishing they could rush into the cell and torture the man severely, but the Ministry of Magic was controlled by Gellert for a while after all, Many positions have been replaced by saints, and even if they fail to attack the British magic world, in the entire German magic world, the power of saints is still unmatched, so even if Even in Nurmengard, Gellert's life is still not much different from usual.

At this time, the British magic world on the other side was in a carnival.

In order to celebrate the victory of this war, the Ministry of Magic specially set aside part of the Galleons to hold a party that all adult wizards could attend, and as a key figure in the victory of this war, Albus naturally had to be present.

After exchanging meaningful greetings with a gentle and perfect smile on his face, Albus avoided those admirers and worshipers, cast a disillusionment spell and hid secretly.

The Disillusionment Charm cast by his magic power is of course very difficult to find, so Albus just hid aside and was in a daze quietly, while unconsciously stroking the wand in his hand.

This wand is not his own, but the old wand obtained from Gellert after the Battle of the Valley. At the moment when Albus defeated Gellert, this old wand that only followed the strong Abandoned Gellert and recognized Albus' master status.

Albus' eyes were blurry, and his thoughts had already flown to the man who had imprisoned himself in Nurmengard.

He originally thought that Gellert would bring his saints back to Germany to recuperate, but he never thought that this man who always had himself would make such a decision. Naturally, this place cannot be a good place with beautiful scenery, and he didn't understand why Gellert would make such a decision.

No, maybe he understood, but he didn't dare to understand.

When the British side settles down, go and see him!Albus sighed and made this decision, deliberately ignoring the uncontrollable joy and ease in his heart.

"Professor Dumbledore, so you are here." A young wizard hurried over and saluted Albus respectfully: "The dance is about to start, and everyone is waiting for you."

Albus subconsciously put away the Elder Wand when he sensed that someone was coming. Hearing what the young wizard said, the brown-haired man stood up with a gentle and quiet smile on his lips: "Understood, let's go."

"Yes." The young wizard replied loudly, and secretly raised his head to cast a glance at Albus, with unconcealable admiration in his eyes.

The party held by the Ministry of Magic is not so much for celebration, but rather to appease the hearts of the people. This war soaked in blood and life has really exhausted wizards, and they have lingering fears. As a British government agency, the Ministry of Magic must Stand up at this moment and take on the responsibility of appeasing the people. At this time, the most able to appease the wizards is Albus Dumbledore, the hero of this war, and don't think of being a second wizard.

Albus walked up to the high stage, and glanced at the audience one by one. He didn't speak or make any movements, but his smile and eyes made the noise from the audience gradually disappear, and everyone looked up. This powerful wizard who brought them out of the flames of war had either worship or reason in his eyes, and when Albus spoke, there was no second voice in the entire auditorium.

"I'm very glad to see all of you gathered here, rejoicing that we have survived a catastrophe, although there are some familiar faces between us that we will never see again." Albus cast a 'voice' to himself Hong Liang' then opened his mouth slowly.

The wizards in the audience subconsciously searched around, and then showed sad expressions in unison.

"But, sad, that's all it takes." Albus raised his voice suddenly, his eyes were bright and clear, and for a moment he looked like a young boy with high spirits and full of anticipation for the future, rather than a mature man who had gone through vicissitudes Man: "Yes, we have gone through a terrible war, this war has taken away our loved ones, our friends, it has made us terrified, it has left us hopeless and miserable, but crying doesn't solve everything, please remember It is useless to dwell on the sorrows of the past and forget about the real life, so please remember."

"Do you think the dead we loved will really leave us? Do you think we won't remember them more clearly than we did before when we were in big trouble? No, if the moment does come, you'll understand —they're always with us."

"Yes, they've always been by our side and never left!" Albus said what he couldn't believe with an unquestionable tone and expression.

Obviously, regardless of whether the words were sincere or not, it had achieved the effect Albus most hoped for.

The wizards stared blankly at the man on the stage, their eyes faded from their haze, and became bright and energetic, as if a thin layer of dust had been brushed off the delicate silverware.

In this blank space where fear suddenly left, they instinctively chose to believe this man they respected and loved, and believed everything he said.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Someone called Albus' name: "Dumbledore, Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore, Dumbledore..." More and more wizards shouted Albus's name eagerly, as if just chanting like this could drive away all the darkness in their hearts and usher in hope.

The author has something to say: the network cable has been faulty for the past two days, and this chapter has already been coded out.

In fact, from the few words of HP, we can see that Dumbledore was really loved after the war. Unfortunately, all this is no match for the passage of time!