People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 188 Gellert Grindelwald

Afro, who was stuffed into the bathroom by the twins, had no idea that the teenagers downstairs had reached an unspeakable agreement.

She was staring at the pajamas hanging on the bathroom door, lost in thought.

How on earth had Fred and George found this dress at the bottom of her suitcase?

Behind the wooden door, which was not very soundproof, the sound of Fred and George's whispered conversation could be heard.

Although he felt that they would not agree to his reasonable request, Afro still wanted to try.

"Could you gentlemen please bring me a bathrobe?"

Fred knew that she couldn't see anything behind the door, but he still smiled slyly in the direction of the bathroom.

"Baby, we were so thoughtful to leave some clothes for you."

George leaned against a wall with his arms folded, his posture lazy and his tone nonchalant, "Dear, didn't you see that dress?"

I saw it.

Afro glanced helplessly at the pajamas hanging not far away, and chose to compromise between wearing it and going out wrapped in a bath towel.

Fred, who was sitting on the carpet beside the bed, was poking the doll next to Afro's pillow. When he heard the door open, he looked over.

The gray pajamas with a little white dotted on them made Afro look even sweeter and cuter. Her long fluffy bunny ears were draped over her shoulders, with the tips of her ears hanging down to her waist. Under the pink tips of her ears was a white fur tail.

George, who was leaning against the wall, walked quickly to her side and raised his hand to put the hat on Afro's head.

Fred dropped the doll in his hand and, while her vision was obstructed, poked the carrot decoration on his collar.

"How can Miss Rabbit be so cute?"

Afro hurriedly opened her eyes and finally saw Fred and George's clothes clearly.

Very similar to the ones she had, except they did have foxes with big furry tails.

"Eh? You didn't choose the little lion?"

Afro stroked Fred's big tail and pulled George's fox ears.

The furry touch feels like a real fox tail, very real. I don't know where they got such real material.

"Like it?"

Fred leaned down and came in front of her, the breath of his words blowing in her face. His brows were lowered, reflecting the appearance of Afro at this moment.

Her face is flushed, like cherry blossoms in early spring.

It should be cool and comfortable after the rain, but Afro felt as if firewood was burning in the air, so hot and sticky.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Afro took two steps back suddenly. Fred scratched his hair with regret on his face, said "tsk" softly, and opened the door.

Theodore, who was outside the door, saw two red-haired lions who shouldn't be in the house and glared at them fiercely.

Then his expression changed as fast as Snape deducting Gryffindor's house points, and he looked at Aphrodite with a dignified and handsome look.

"Come down and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up?"

Afro, who was eager to escape from this place, seemed to have seen Merlin, and even his receding figure was tinged with joy.

"Evening, conference room."

After Theodore said something incoherent, he followed Afro and left.

Fred and George looked at each other, pretending to be full of questions until night fell.

Afro, who was preoccupied with something, didn't notice the strange atmosphere in the room at all. She pretended to be very tired and sleepy, and left the living room yawning.

As soon as the girl left, the boys who had gathered together wished they could stay eight hundred meters away from each other.

Especially Draco, who had been sitting with Ron just now. Now he was away from Ron and kept slapping his clothes. His extremely disgusted look angered Ron.

Ron suddenly took off his coat and threw it to the ground, "I don't want this coat at all!"

Draco was irritated by the scene before him. He pushed Ron and said with his eyes wide open, "I advise you to withdraw voluntarily! And the two of you!"

He glanced at Fred and George with an arrogant attitude, and then continued casually, "Your crooked Weasley house is not worthy of her at all!"

The three Weasleys, who were filled with pent-up anger, surrounded Draco. They looked extremely angry.

War was about to break out, and it was Cedric who stood up and took the initiative to mediate.

"Keep your voice down, we'll go to the meeting room to discuss these matters."

Cedric looked carefully at the door of the living room, which was very close to the stairs leading to the second floor. He was afraid that the quarrel would disturb the girl.

Now is not the time to make everything clear.

However, Afro, whom he was most worried about, was not in the manor at this time.

"2333, are you sure this is the place?"

Avro looked at the building, which could not be said to be strictly guarded but was full of loopholes. For a moment, she suspected that Hogwarts was more like a prison than it was.

The eerie and dark tower is hidden among the mountains and has not had any visitors for a long time.

Afro, who had a brief understanding of the plot, sighed. Who could have thought that the prison built to imprison opponents would end up imprisoning himself?

“No one has been here for a long time.”

A white-haired old man walked out from the dim corner of the tower. His straight back made him look energetic, like a young man with dyed white hair.

Although his weather-beaten face is not as well-maintained as Dumbledore's, one can still vaguely glimpse how handsome the old man was when he was young.

"Gellert Grindelwald?"

When the old man heard the name Afuluo called out, he raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully and looked at her with his cloudy eyes shining.

“I haven’t heard it in a long time.”

"I……"

Before Aphrodite could finish, Grindelwald interrupted her, "Albus...is he okay?"

Afro couldn't see his expression clearly in the candlelight, but his tone sounded a little sad.

"Principal Dumbledore is very good, but unfortunately..." She deliberately prolonged her tone, wanting to see how Grindelwald would react, so as to confirm whether her guess was correct.

23, who was hiding in her mind, was horrified when she saw Afuluo's reckless behavior. Fortunately, she met the Emperor fifty years later.

After hearing the turn of events, Grindelwald leaned forward with a somewhat panicked look.

"Still no one gave him wool socks."

Grindelwald was stunned for a moment, then he laughed softly, "He hasn't changed."

"Okay, tell me why he asked you to come here?" After Grindelwald had laughed enough, he continued to let Avro explain the purpose of his visit.

"I would like to ask you for advice on the dark arts."

Grindelwald chuckled and stood up. He walked into the candlelight so that Avro could see his current appearance clearly.

"Dark magic? He actually let you learn dark magic?"

"Mr. Grindelwald, you misunderstood. Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to come here to ask you a question."

Afro also stood up, walked in front of Grindelwald, looked up fearlessly into his eyes, and asked the question word by word to make sure the other party could hear it clearly.

"Is there a kind of black magic that can bring a person back to life from the dead, or even immortality?"