"House Snape?" Aberforth asked hesitantly, obviously so surprised that he forgot to continue pouring the wine and saying, "I don't understand why you and Albus trust him so much, if he hadn't eavesdropped on the prophecy, Voldemort wouldn't—" He suddenly closed his mouth, but saw Catherine smiling at him, and he couldn't help asking, "You know?" ”

"I guess," Catherine lifted her chin slightly, and Aberforth remembered the bottle in her hand, "but I didn't ask the headmaster to confirm it." ”

"So you came to me to confirm." Aberforth, who had just finished pouring the wine, couldn't help but slam the bottle on the bar in anger.

"No clichés." Catherine poured the wine into her mouth before saying, "Professor Snape's business is serious, so put away your curiosity." Her tone sounded like a reprimand for her subordinates, but Aberforth was not the least annoyed.

"If you're not curious, you're not a good bar owner." Aberforth poured Catherine again, in a posture that wanted to get her drunk.

"Haven't you heard the saying, 'The more you know, the sooner you die'?" Catherine picked up her glass, but this time she didn't finish it immediately.

"I've lived for more than a hundred years, do you think I'll still be afraid of death?" Aberforth took out a wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine, "It's you, don't just say death at a young age!" ”

"I-hehehe!" Catherine laughed dryly before asking, "You don't know what I am?" ”

"What are you?" Aberforth drank the wine from his glass, and his eyes seemed to be a little unable to open.

"Since Your Excellency wants to pretend to be confused, I have no choice but to accompany you to the end." Catherine closed her eyes and slowly poured the liquor into her mouth, the spicy whiskey could not extinguish the longing that had just been provoked by Aberforth in her heart, but burned more and more like adding fuel to the fire.

"What's the difference between you and the living?" Aberforth poured a full bottle of wine for the two of them, "You can eat, you can drink, you can play, if you find someone who will go with you—" He touched Catherine's glass. "Then what's there to be dissatisfied with."

"Do you think there are any fools in this world who don't want to die?" Catherine looked up and laughed wildly, her eyes suddenly blurred, she knew that she should be at the limit, otherwise how could she feel that the person's breath was surrounding her.

"Yes!" Looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared behind Catherine, Aberforth nodded seriously.

Catherine, who was drinking, glanced at Aberforth in bewilderment, and saw him raise his chin behind her, and then she turned sharply, and then she opened her mouth in disbelief at the sight of the person she was missing. But I didn't know what to say.

Snape didn't scold, he didn't even get angry, he just asked Catherine in a still cold tone:

"Home?"

"Hmm!" Catherine answered without hesitation, allowing Snape to pick herself up and walk out of the bar.

"I don't know if you've heard a sentence?" Riddle's voice suddenly sounded in Catherine's head, "When you're sick, you don't know who loves you the most; You don't know who you love most when you're drunk. ”

Catherine was dumbfounded, she stared blankly at Snape's side face for a long time before closing her eyes and hiding in her own spirit world.

"I shouldn't be in love with anyone. Especially him. Catherine hugged the fog ball, shrunk back, and said to herself, "He's been through too much. No more for me! ”

Riddle froze for a moment, closed his eyes, and said no more.

At the Hog's Head Bar, Snape and Catherine had been gone for a long time. Aberforth remained stunned, and it wasn't until he was awakened by the shouts of a knock on the door asking for a drink that he suddenly realized what he had just seen. He quickly drank the remaining liquor from the bottle in one gulp, threw a few protective charms at the shop, and hurried into the back hall, and in a few moments he appeared in his brother's office.

"That black bat you're protecting hooked up with his students!" Aberforth didn't care how out of place his behavior was in this office.

"Didn't you swear to be your own professor when you went to school?" Albus. Dumbledore looked at his brother curiously from above his glasses, and although he had given the key to the house early on, it was the first time it had come into play.

"Completely different!" Aberforth waved his hand vigorously and spilled the wine on his sleeve everywhere, drawing protests from the portraits, "I was only the goal, and he has done it, the girl has been seduced by him." ”

"You've only met Catherine three times, so why do you care so much about her?" Albus asked, puzzled.

"If I hadn't found her cunning, you wouldn't have been able to find her at all, and she wouldn't have fallen into the muddy waters of the wizarding world, let alone fallen in love with a shameless eavesdropper." Aberforth slapped his desk hard, leaving a black handprint.

"Aberforth, don't be so angry." Albus glanced at the table with a headache, worried about how messy the office would be by her brother later, "Catherine is not an ordinary girl, didn't you already know it when we met last two times?" She wouldn't be unaware of the consequences of her choice, but I was puzzled," the old headmaster raised his glasses, "why do you think she's weak?" ”

Aberforth was stunned, he grabbed his beard and pondered for a while before he suddenly realized: "I see! ”

"What's going on?" Albus immediately asked.

"You'd better see for yourself! I know you're observant. Aberforth took out his wand and pointed it at his forehead, pulling out a stream of memory fibers, and Albus quickly took his meditation basin, caught it, and then entered the memory with Aberforth.

Half an hour later, Albus left the meditation basin with a heavy face.

"What did you find?" As soon as Aberforth came out, he eagerly asked, "I know something must have happened to her, but I can't figure it out anyway." ”

"No, you've already figured it out, it's just that you know too little to understand the key." Albus pulled up a nearby chair and sat down, unaware of the stains Aberforth had left on the chair, staining his clean robes black.

"What's the key?" Aberforth lowered his body slightly, nervously asking.

"Catherine's attitude has changed." Albus took off her glasses and said helplessly, "She has been smiling and meeting all challenges, but now she bows her head to fate. ”

"So what made her compromise?" Aberforth lowered his voice and bent so low that his eyes were close to his brother's head.

"Harry!" Albus held out a slender finger to press his forehead, "Someone saw them together tonight and then disappeared for a long time, and then Harry was sent back to the dormitory by the house-elves and Catherine secretly left the school. ”

"Savior! You golden boy! Aberforth straightened up suddenly, sneering and looking down at his brother, "Isn't that what you want?" You've been expecting this ending since 13 years ago, haven't you? ”

"Say no more! Aberforth! Albus pleaded feebly, but the barkeeper ignored it.

"What? Afraid of me saying it? Are you afraid of letting people know that the great Headmaster Dumbledore is actually exactly the same thing as Grindelwald? Aberforth asked coldly, the light of the fire shining into his cloudy glasses, making them like tabula rasa, making it impossible to read his eyes.

"No, it's not because of this, Aberforth, I'm ......" Albus was interrupted by his brother before he could finish his sentence.

"You dare to say that when you learned of her storage and rushed to check it out, it was just to confirm that she was not the missing baby girl? Do you dare to say that you didn't get her to attend Hogwarts for any other purpose? Do you dare to say that letting that black bat be her guide is not to create a weakness for her so that you can control her? You dare say you don't want her to replace Harry at all. Did Potter go to deal with Voldemort? ”

Aberforth asked one question after another, completely smashing Albus's momentum into a wilt.

"I don't dare, not a single one! But—" Albus slowly put on her glasses, "I believe that even if she knew the truth, she would have taken it upon herself without hesitation, because she was Lily's daughter." ”

"Didn't you make a comparison?" The portrait of Phineas asked aloud.

"I really didn't make a comparison, because when I first met her, I was sure of her background." Albus replied with a smile.

"And have you ever wondered—" Aberforth looked at his brother with complicated eyes, "what will she do to you once she knows the truth?" ”

"We are enemies, Aberforth." Albus beckoned to his pet, and Fawkes flew down on his arm, tapping his beak to his forehead, "Enemy who was destined from 13 years ago." The half-moon lenses reflected the fire, and also concealed the true feelings in the eyes of the old principal.

"So you're ready to die generously!" Aberforth suddenly rushed in front of Albus, pressed his brother's shoulders, and stared at the pair of blue eyes that were almost identical to his own, so frightened that Fawkes hurriedly flew back to his territory.

"If necessary." Albus has no cover-up.

"For the greater good, huh?" Aberforth asked angrily.

Albus's eyes flickered, that is, he did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

"I didn't expect you to be chasing this shameless goal to this day, and even really planning to give your life for it! You're just as crazy as your Getler! ”

Aberforth stood up straight and cursed, and suddenly reached out his fist and struck Albus on the bridge of the nose, knocking him to the ground with a chair, and then threw his sleeves away amid the screams of many portraits of the headmaster, leaving a mess in the room.

"Albus! What's wrong with you? The portraits shouted in panic, craned their necks in an attempt to see the current headmaster's condition, and Phoenix's taunt became unusually harsh in the midst of the noise. (To be continued......)