Who hacked my protagonist

Chapter 6 Owned by Hotwarts

A spell was cast on the girl in Aberforth's arms, and the rising light cut off the last hope of the three teenagers.

Albus stood aside blankly, his brain seemed to have been under the Imperius Curse, and he had completely lost the ability to think. Gellert held his wand tightly, and only looked at Albus with trepidation.

After a while, Albus finally came back to his senses. He stepped forward hesitantly, raised his trembling hand to caress Ariana's pale cheek, but was slapped hard by Aberforth when his fingertips barely touched it. Clap your hands away.

"Don't touch her!" Aberforth stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of hatred: "You have no right to touch Ariana!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Albus seemed to lose all his strength at once.

Yes, how is he qualified to touch Ariana?How could it be possible for Aberforth to be a third-year curse that could kill someone in an instant?So it was either Gellert or him who shot that spell!

No matter which one of them, he is not qualified to touch Ariana again!

With this in mind, when Aberforth's fist hit him, he didn't dodge, but just stood there silently, accepting the hatred from his own brother.

Ariana's funeral was held silently and low-key. Only Aberforth, Albus, and Bathilda attended. Gellert stubbornly refused to go without hearing from Albus.

A few days later, Gellert received a letter from a friend in Germany. It happened that he made no progress in finding the invisibility cloak, so he resolutely decided to return to Germany, but before that, he had to meet Albus .

When Gellert found Albus, Albus was sitting on Ariana's bed, lost in thought, with a scar on his nose.

Gellert jumped from the window into the apparently carefully furnished room and held out his hand to Albus:

"Come with me!"

"..."

"Leave here with me, let's go back to Germany and realize our ideals together, Al, you promised me."

"Gellert!" Albus raised his head, showing a haggard face, he shook his head slowly but firmly: "No!"

"What did you say?" Gellert stared at Albus, "Al, what did you just say?"

"I said, no!" Albus turned his head away from looking at Gellert: "I want to stay in England."

"Have you forgotten our dream?" Gellert raised his voice, unable to contain his anger at all: "You are going to give up our dream and me, and all of this is because of that Squib who is no different from a Muggle ? That incompetent drag?"

"Arianna is not a drag, she is my own sister, the one I owe a lot to." Albus supported his forehead wearily: "Gellert, we can't go back."

"Albus Dumbledore!" Gellert growled.

"Arianna is dead, Gellert." Albus yelled in a trembling voice, "She died in our hysterical madness. She was killed by one of us, either me or you!" This made him not know how to face Gellert, how to be so unbearable to himself.

He didn't even know what kind of truth he was hoping for...

"It's my fault!" Albus's expression was so painful that it was almost desperate: "It's my negligence towards her that made her so uneasy and rushed in recklessly. It's all my fault!"

"Forget about it!" Gellert said, grabbing Albus by the shoulder, almost commandingly, "Al, get rid of those weak feelings, don't you forget how great things we still have to do? For the greatest good, you must ignore the small sacrifices!"

"I quit." Albus repeated. "Gellert, I quit!" He looked at Gellert with tired but determined eyes.

"Don't do this, Gellert." The auburn-haired teenager's voice was never calm, and it could even be said to be dead silent: "You know me, just as I know you, from the moment Ariana fell to the ground, you have You should understand!"

"We can't go back, Gellert!" He repeated softly: "We can't go back!"

Gellert left very resolutely, without looking back once, he was an arrogant and self-important person, and now that Albus had made up his mind, his arrogant self-esteem made him disdain to do that kind of stalking again Crying and begging for such a disgusting thing.

At this time, Albus sat quietly in front of Ariana's tombstone, slowly stroking the marble tombstone, his eyes blank.

After a long time, he stood up and walked slowly to Godric's Valley step by step. Not long ago, Gellert left here and returned to Germany, and now, not long after, he will also leave this place full of his countless memories. The place.

Maybe he will never come back for the rest of his life!

Albus left Godric's Hollow, left England, and started wandering alone.

He has been to many places, but he has never set foot in Germany where Gellert is.

He made many friends, but none of them could resonate with him like Gellert from the soul.

He went to Egypt, saw the experiments of the alchemists, and even participated in them himself. He came to Greece and helped the wizards there capture the banshee that always escaped them. The son and the beautiful Lorelei did not know each other by the Rhine...

He has been to many places and seen many things, and his eyes, which were originally confined to the narrow world of wizards, suddenly widened. His temperament became more stable, his temperament became more mature, and his mind became more transparent.

Time and experience allowed him to accumulate his thoughts and gain insight into his wisdom.

He began to learn to think about things he had never thought about before, to question the truth he once believed in, and to look at this complicated world from another perspective.

But no matter how he becomes, his back is always lonely and tired, even dazed and empty, like a lone eagle that has lost its nest, and can only fly forward persistently, even if it doesn't know its own direction at all. own goals.

People who have wandered for a long time will always yearn for their roots when they dream back at midnight.

And what about Albus Dumbledore?Where are his roots?

When Albus passed through platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station and saw the train that had been gone for nearly ten years again, he suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion, and his tired eyes almost fell down. Tears come.

Hogwarts, which occupies one-third of his life, is the home that gently accepts all wizards, and belongs to the root of all wizards!

Since then, this is also Albus Dumbledore's only home, the only root!

The author has something to say: Well, the matter between Albus and Gellert has finally come to an end. In fact, there was also a time traveler between the two who snatched Gellert away, but when I thought of writing this paragraph, I Discomfort—Gellert is Albus's aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whom ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Not everyone can intervene between these two, and I selfishly hope that this period of time together between the official couple will be quiet and undisturbed!

So, we all know who will appear next!