Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

Godric's Hollow, Dumbledore's old house, Dumbledore sat in the window seat he chose every time he came back here, staring blankly out of the window, looking at the valley where the ice and snow began to melt due to the arrival of spring.

After returning from Nurmengard, Dumbledore has been waiting here for almost a month according to the agreement in the letter. This may be the most relaxing month in his busy life.

You must know that as the headmaster of Hogwarts and a long-term advisor to the British Ministry of Magic, Mr. Albus Dumbledore's work is very busy, at least he thinks so.

However, in this month's time, he was finally able to let go of all the burdens on him, and he did not have to worry about those confusing prophecies and unpredictable so-called fate.

An Anxin looked at the scenery here, and ate some desserts to comfort her old and scarred heart.

"He should be here today. What will he look like? Will he be as old as me and unable to see the style of the past?"

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Dumbledore muttered to himself, and then said another sentence.

"What should I say when I meet him at that time is really a distressing question."

In my long life, there has never been a day like today, which made this respected principal feel so much anticipation and so nervous.

While Dumbledore was still thinking, a series of peaceful knocks on the door interrupted his thoughts, so Dumbledore stood up and walked slowly towards the door, not forgetting to mutter.

"It's so fast, he always makes people feel so overwhelmed."

"Oh, dear Bathilda, long time no see, why are you free to come to my place today?"

Looking at the kind-looking fat old lady in front of him, Albus Dumbledore couldn't help but flash a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but soon he greeted her enthusiastically, and actively lowered his body to give her a hug.

The long beard completely covered the old man in front of him. After the two separated, the old lady who was bloated due to old age carefully looked Dumbledore up and down, and then said in surprise.

"Are you getting this old already? Albus, my God, you should trim that beard, look at you now, you look much older than Gellert."

Hearing this, Dumbledore couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but he still wanted to ask the other party some questions, but the fat old lady in front of him obviously didn't give him this opportunity, and he continued to speak the same way.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, today Gellert is back at my house, we are going to hold a small welcome ceremony, we will cook a lot of delicious food, and of course candy, he specifically asked me to come and invite you. "

"Okay, time is running out. You young people always wake up so late. It's only a short time before noon. Let's go. Standing for a long time is not good for the elderly."

After finishing speaking, the old lady Bathilda led Dumbledore towards her house, and after walking a street away, the two came to a small house, which was a typical wizard's house, tall and extremely obsolete.

"Okay, don't stand there stupidly, what's wrong with you today, Albus, why are you always in a daze."

Looking at Albus Dumbledore who had been standing at the door without moving, the old lady Bathilda looked very angry. He pushed the tall man in front of him with his hands, and then said bluntly.

Hearing this, Dumbledore couldn't help but fell into embarrassment again, so he turned sideways quickly. The owner of the house entered first, and then walked into this room at the invitation of the other party.

Just entering the house, Dumbledore looked at the interior decoration and environment of the house. Looking at the familiar environment around him, Dumbledore couldn't help but fell into deep thought again.

"Sit down quickly. You are a guest. Seeing your state of mind, I have to prepare a cup of strong tea for you. You are going to eat desserts every day and your brain will be ruined."

Seeing Dumbledore acting strangely, the old lady Bathilda looked really distressed, so she could only tell him to sit down slowly while talking to herself.

After sitting down on the old sofa, a house elf immediately appeared in front of Dumbledore, offering a cup of steaming dark brown drink. Looking at the dark brown drink in the cup, Dumbledore struggled for a while before He took the teacup.

With the mentality of trying it out, he hesitated to take a sip. The strong bitter taste almost made him throw the cup out. Just when he was hesitating how to deal with the cup of strong tea, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from upstairs.

"Okay, aunt, Albus won't like to drink that bitter drink, you still ask the house elf to prepare a cup of honey tea for him, remember to add two tablespoons of white sugar."

These slightly teasing words moved everyone's attention to the stairs, and saw an old man holding a book walking down the stairs slowly, and came to the living room where Dumbledore and Bathilda were.

The decent light-colored linen hunting suit, the spotless black mid-top leather boots, and the short light-blond hair that has been carefully cut, now the whole person is very shrewd and capable.

Proper facial features with sharp edges and corners, routine German-specific seriousness and prudence, of course, the most special thing is the pair of heterochromatic pupils, like the stars in the sky, charming and elegant.

Looking at the handsome old man in front of him, Dumbledore froze for a moment, and the scene fell into an awkward silence.

"Hey, since you don't like the tea I gave you, I'll follow what Gellert said and prepare honey tea for you. You two can talk about it separately."

Seeing the two people in embarrassment, the old lady Bathilda said with a smile, and after speaking, she beckoned the house elf and walked to the kitchen.

"You shouldn't be here, Gellert, the wizarding world can no longer afford any turmoil."

After a long silence, Dumbledore still opened his mouth to break the embarrassing silence, facing the most embarrassing person in the world, he spoke with difficulty.

"Oh, that's what you've been trying to say to me for over forty years, and it's heartbreaking, Albus."

Facing Dumbledore's accusation, Grindelwald did not feel angry, but mocked the old man in front of him with a smile.

"According to our previous agreement, if the experiment is successful, you should bring our child to me instead of hiding him secretly and continuing that ridiculous prophecy."

"Look at your current appearance, Albus, you are already old and out of shape, and the loss of appearance more reflects the hopelessness in your heart. You even arranged for yourself a way to leave this world."

"Even during this process, you didn't think of me in any of your plans. It's really sad. It seems that time has really blown away the summer flower."

Looking at Dumbledore who continued to be silent in front of him, Grindelwald seemed a little angry. He never expected that the person opposite could only treat himself with silence after seeing him.

What was even more angry was that he actually removed himself from his destiny, and wanted to die alone behind his back.

"I never, thought that I would be able to see you again. I thought that the fate between me and you was already two parallel lines that would never intersect."

"As for the rest, I have nothing to say."

Facing Grindelwald's slightly angry words, Dumbledore spoke slowly after a brief silence.