Fatil looked at the man standing in front of him, looked at Aglaia Silver, and said softly, "Go out for a while, I have something to say to Jacob." ”

Aglaia nodded, bandaged up, and got up to leave the cabin. It's just that before closing the door, he saw his father's expression, which was a little complicated and obscure.

After the door was closed, Aglaia walked under an oak tree and sat down for a while.

For some reason, she thought something was weird. But what's the blame, she can't say much.

She had never seen her uncle train dragons, and to be honest, her uncle's reputation in the family was not good. His mother and other relatives said he was an old playboy. But now it seems that this is not the case.

She stared at the dilapidated wooden house in the snow for a moment, curiosity tickling her mind like a cat.

She approached the dilapidated house with a cat, and leaned against the door to listen, wanting to hear what her mother's brother had to say to his father.

But after listening to it for a long time, there was no sound in the house. She glanced through the crack in the door, and the two of them stood and sat across the fire, and the two in the cabin fell into a long silence.

Just as Aglaia was curious about what the two were doing, Fatil asked softly:

"Are you here to kill me?"

Outside the house, Aglaia was covered in hair, she never thought that her father's first words would be this. Is there any gap between my father and my uncle?

Jacob chuckled, "What do you say, we're family." ”

After speaking, he bent down, lifted the gauze on Fatil's chest with his leather-gloved fingers, and let out a sigh: "Hurt again." ”

Fatil looked at the man in front of him and sighed:

"You don't have to pretend, I know it's you. I've taught you for more than ten years, not to mention compound decoction, I know you all when you turn to ashes. ”

The man snapped his fingers and looked up.

"Where did you see that?"

"You and Jacob were never of the same kind of people, Gellert. ”

In the sky, the blizzard danced wildly like dense goose feathers.

Aglaia's pupils contracted violently, and she was about to rush inside almost immediately to rescue Fatil, but the great fear held her back.

The wind and snow rushed into the house through the cracks in the wood, and the snowflakes turned the man's hair white.

Grindelwald sat down by the fire and asked, "How long have we not seen each other, Professor Drazes?" ”

"I didn't count. ”

"I've counted, twenty-seven years. ”

Fatil: "What about Jacob, is he dead?"

"That's right, I killed him. ”

Grindelwald said softly.

Fatil exhaled, his head resting heavily on the plank behind him, and after a long time, he sighed, "Are you still angry about that?"

"What?"

Fatil whispered, "I'd rather be the one who fell off the cliff, at least without seeing my only student degenerate into the devil, Gellert." ”

"You think I did it out of a personal vendetta? No, Professor Drazeth, I just did what you expected me to do. ”

Gellert whispered very calmly, "I'm changing the world. ”

"I didn't let you kill people, let alone let me bewitch people and control other people's minds. ”

Gellert shook his head, "Do you think my men did things with me because they were tricked by me? No, Professor. People will never identify with someone who is different from them. ”

It's not me who controls them at all, it's those people who choose me. It's like you chose me to be your student. ”

"I ......"

Fatil struggled to his feet.

Grindelwald looked at each other sympathetically, "Once we were the same people, stopping the war and changing the world. These are the ideas you conveyed to me. Why, those memories are all disposable, and you forget them after teaching them?"

"I haven't forgotten. Fatil panted, "I've been working towards this goal all these years. ”

"That's right, run around, collect fire dragons, sell your backward theories, and maintain stability with order. When did you become the person you hated the most?"

Inside, neither man spoke again, but the violent fluctuations in the mood almost made Aglaia outside the house unable to breathe.

The blizzard in the forest became more and more violent, and in less than three minutes, the slanting snow of goose feathers covered her knees, making it impossible for her to see anything clearly.

Fatil: "Gellert, have you ever had a baby?"

Grindelwald said indifferently: "No." ”

Fatil: "When my daughter was born, I held her in the palm of my hand, and she was only the size of a slap, but at that moment, my mentality suddenly changed.

I'm ashamed to say it, but the truth is, I think my youthful ideals are ridiculous. The world cannot be changed, and forced change will lead to terrible tragedies, just like those that happened to us when we were young.

Stop, Gellert, we're not young anymore, you're in your fifties, be mature. Whatever you're doing, don't go any further. Isn't it good to live a stable life?"

Aglaia, who was eavesdropping outside the house, was both frightened and relieved, and the increasingly violent snowstorm almost buried her, and she tried to stand up, but she found that she couldn't stand up.

The man's mental force field firmly controlled her on the spot, making him unable to move.

Grindelwald didn't speak, he bent down and took the dragon egg that the father and daughter had captured from Noble Hagrid in his hand. After carefully studying it for a long time, he muttered, "Rules..... Hum. ”

Looking at the colorful dragon egg, he raised his wand and aimed it at Fatil.

"You said I killed you, wouldn't that little girl outside be sad? ”

Fatil asked, "Will you kill her?"

"Who knows?" said Grindelwald lightly.

Fatil closed his eyes, then opened them. He quickly drew his wand and pointed at the other.

Elder Grindelwald's wand flicked faster, and in the green light, the wooden house shattered and collapsed, and Fatil's wand was shattered.

In the midst of the snow, Aglaia stood in the doorway, panting. Under Grindelwald's huge mental force field, she could barely stand and couldn't even hear any sound, but she still stood in the doorway.

However, after the green light flashed, death did not come, but instead it was a strange itch in the lower abdomen. Fatil looked down to see that the wound from the half-giant was healing rapidly, and he looked up in amazement, Grindelwald put away his wand and playfully said, "I don't owe you anything." ”

With that, he clutched the dragon egg to his chest, turned and strode towards the door.

As she passed Aglaia, she looked up and saw the pain and struggle on the man's face, but the expression lasted only for a moment before he reverted to his godly pride and indifference.

He then bent down and put it in Aglaia's ear: "Hofabach will die in a week." ”

After saying that, he directly apparitioned and disappeared in place.

The incomparable mental coercion disappeared. Without breathing, Aglaia stumbled into the house and grabbed Fatil by the collar.

"You...... What's your relationship with Grindelwald?"

Fatil's wound healed quickly, but he was still pale as paper, and he stood up against the wall, breaking free of Aglaia and pushing her out.

Aglaia: "Hey, let me ask you, what's wrong with Jacob, and what is your relationship with Grindelwald?"

"He's my student, don't ask, okay?"

With that, he pulled Aglaia to the dragons, trying to push her against the back of the Welsh green dragon.

"What are you going to do. ”

Aglaia asked.

"Take you home, take you and your mother to the United States. ”

Aglaia was startled, broke free, and stubbornly said: "No, I have to go back, go back to school......."

"Listen! ”

Fatil interrupted her: "If he dares to appear in front of me like this, it means that this school and the British wizarding world are finished." He never did anything he wasn't sure about. ”

"And then?"

Aglaia asked.

"Well, then, this school is over, you need to get out of here. With that, he jumped on the dragon's back and held out his hand to Agrea.

Aglaia looked at him in amazement: "Hey, you can't teach such a big devil and just walk away." ”

Fatil didn't say a word, just held out his hand to her.

Aglaia opened the hand at once: "Why are you such a person?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Fatil suddenly became angry: "What kind of big hero in the story? I'm not his opponent, no one is his opponent, do you know his wand, do you know his power?"

"What are you paying attention to?" Aglaia snapped to her feet, "I still have friends at that school." ”

"Don't be stupid here, can you?"

Fatil roared:

"My friends are like the wheat in the wheat field, cutting stubble and growing stubble, walking and coming, and I can'......t forget what my fourteen-year-old friend looks like."

Aglaia angrily pushed Fatil away, "That's enough, if you don't go, I'll go by myself." ”

As she spoke, she ran in the snow without looking back.

Fatil jumped off the dragon's back in exasperation, and the shadow at his feet swirled around the girl running in front of him.

Aglaia was restrained by an invisible force and fell to the ground. Fatil rushed over, grabbed her body, and roared, "Is there something wrong with you, a fourteen-year-old kid is against Grindelwald!?"

Aglaia was picked up by him, and a disdainful smile spread across her face. The smile angered Fatil, who gritted his teeth and slammed one hand on her head, trying to knock her unconscious and force her back.

But with this knock, he directly knocked Aglaia into foam, which spread out in the snow.

It turned out that this was just an illusion, and the real her had long since disappeared.