Grandma Jutta leaned back in a chair by the fire, holding a portrait in her hand, and sweaters piled up like a mountain and a half beside her....

"Grindelwald, boy, remember? He's a very powerful wizard now....." Grandma Juta whispered softly as she stroked the man in the portrait.

The man in the portrait also nodded slightly, but that was all he could respond to.

【Guy Olisses】

"I'm so sorry I haven't seen you for so many years. I was afraid that I would be too sad to see you, but I didn't expect to feel quite happy to see you again. ”

Tears fell down the portrait, and the man in the portrait still only smiled and nodded slightly.

"You used to complain that you didn't knit sweaters well, you see, I knitted these sweaters for those children.... It's a pity that I'll never get a chance to knit you a sweater again. Grandma Jutta pointed the man in the portrait at the mountain of sweaters to the side and complained softly.

All Grandma Yuta does in the house these days is knitting winter clothes for the children and occasionally flipping through the photos sent back by the children who have left the orphanage.

"I've already arranged for the children, these days, just hide in the basement. It'll be fine in a few days, you don't have to worry about me. ”

As she spoke, Grandma Juta took out a jar of liquid from a box that had been sealed for decades.

"The potion you lost at the beginning, in fact, I secretly hid it after that quarrel with us, I didn't expect it." Saying that, Grandma Yuta playfully stuck her tongue out at the portrait, just like when she made a mistake and was coquettish when she was young.

The man in the portrait seems to realize something, and the rare thing is that he no longer nods, but slowly shakes his head.

Grandma Yuta did not stop the movement of her hand, and pulled out the wooden cork, which was already a little rotten, and a rotten stench came to her nose, but Grandma Yuta's action did not hesitate, took a hair from her pocket, put it in it, and drank it all.

Grandma Yuta covered her mouth and swallowed the vomit that came with her, "Like you said, it tastes like overripe cabbage, plus it's a little expired." ”

Outside, the flames were already raging.....

The orphanage has been surrounded by hundreds of townspeople armed with torches and pitchforks, all of whom are gorgeously dressed and covered in gold ornaments. Valuable vehicles have been lined up hundreds of meters away from the entrance of the orphanage.

"Hand over the devil! Hand over the murderers of our children! ”

It was clear that only a dozen or so children had disappeared in the town a few days ago, and now almost all the parents in the town have come here and are clamoring that the devil killed their children.

And in this so-called team of 'enforcing justice', it is the two brothers Dick and Sean who take the lead.

"Is it true that if we sacrifice that little boy named Grindelwald, God will give us more gold?" A man covered in gold whispered in Dick's ear.

The man had come alone this time, driving a gold-plated sports car.

At this time, Dick was no longer the decadent appearance he had before, and he wore a robe made of gold thread, and said reverently and fervently, "Yes, if we sacrifice the devil to the gods, the gods will give us endless riches!" ”

Hearing this, the shouting in the crowd intensified a few more points, and several stout adult men even couldn't wait to smash the door with the stones they had picked up.

Then the door opened, and Grindelwald was leaning against the door with a look of disdain, clutching a worn twig in his hand.

"Do any of you want to be torn to shreds by my magic?" Grindelwald pointed from the far left of the crowd to the far right with the branch in his hand, but the mob that was still shouting just now suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to step forward.

The two sides were eerily deadlocked, until someone shouted.

"If he really knows magic, why would he talk so much to us!"

The mob immediately pounced on them like hungry wolves, and many people were pushed to the ground in the process of pushing, and crawled in the direction of 'Grindelwald' before being trampled to death.

This group of people tore at Grindelwald's body like zombies in a zombie movie, and finally, with a strange shattering sound.....

"Arms! The arm is mine! ”

"I want calves, calves!"

"Heart, I've got the heart!"

People invariably recited a strange lullaby, and the pieces of flesh in their hands turned into pieces of gold, and the blood spilled turned into golden sand.

And while people are still singing songs, many people have turned into new gold in the process of snatching gold....

The whole picture is crazy and weird.

On that wall, there is finally one more statue of a smile.

.....

Five-year-old Grindelwald rode on the acacia tree in the backyard and refused to come down no matter what Grandma Juta tried to lure.

"Kid, why are you angry when the magic show is a success?"

Hearing the word 'magic', Grindelwald immediately tilted his head to the side, and his cheeks bulged out quickly like a pufferfish.

"I'm magic, not magic!"

Grandma Yuta seemed to remember something, and was stunned for a moment, and then continued to call, "Then my little wizard, you can't cast spells without a wand, and it's also very dangerous to be on the tree, come down quickly!" ”

Grindelwald was unconvinced, and said, "Who said I can't cast spells without a wand?" Then he slapped two fleshy little hands on the trunk of the tree.

"Flowers are blooming!"

As Grindelwald's voice fell, the dry branches quickly rejuvenated and grew new leaves, and in a short time, flowers like yellow clouds hid Grindelwald's form.

Grandma Yuta looked at the yellow clouds in front of her, and her thoughts went back to decades ago, and that magical man used to say proudly.

"When this tree blooms, it looks like a yellow cloud, and it's beautiful! You'll love it. ”

Tears slipped from the corners of Grandma Yuta's eyes and dripped onto the grass.

Seeing this, Grindelwald hurriedly climbed down from the tree and wiped her tears from Grandma Yuta with her dusty hands, "Does Grandma Yuta not like magic, then I won't use magic in front of Grandma Yuta in the future....." said and lowered his head reproachfully.

"No, it's because it's so beautiful. Grindelwald will definitely become a powerful great wizard in the future. Grandma Jutta rubbed Grindelwald's blonde hair and said softly.

"Then after I become a great wizard, I will make Olysses full of flowers!"

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with a yearning for magic.