Grindelwald's tough attitude made Tolkien a little uncomfortable, and of course a little disgusted, after all, this way of doing things is not the way friends should be. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He shook his head and refused, "I don't have any practical experience with this spell, so if you want to know the truth of the language and the specifics, you should ask Mike Dragonroar." ”

"I've done you so much, why don't you do me this little favor?" Grindelwald smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, his wand jumped between his thumb and forefinger. He rubbed his fingers, and the wand whirled and writhed in the air, appearing very nimble. "Mike held his wand like he was holding a dagger, and his magical power was like an active volcano, and all of this was the power that the strange spell provided him. Such power should be used for the great cause of benefiting all wizards, not locked in a cabinet drawer. Tolkien, give me the research materials. ”

"No, please leave my house now. Tolkien shook his head: "You look dangerous right now, and your emotions are not right. You need to calm down!"

"Remove your weapons!" Grindelwald's wand flicked, and Tolkien and Addo's wands flew out and rolled down to the corner of the room. Addo stood up suddenly.

"Bound!" Grindelwald's wand swayed, and Addo froze and sat back on the ground. He struggled in a hurry, and the floor was hit with a loud "clang" sound. Grindelwald frowned: "Why is it so strong?"

He increased the power of the spell, and Addo finally struggled and could only sit honestly on the ground. "Tolkien, I don't want to do any harm, so could you please give me the information about the spell? ”

"What's wrong with the living room, did Addo fall?" Edith's voice came from the kitchen.

"It's okay, he's just careless. Tolkien glared at Grindelwald and nodded at him, "Get out of here as soon as you get it, I don't want to see you again." ”

"It's a shame, but I can do it. ”

Tolkien had to go upstairs, and in a few moments he came down with a stack of manuscripts. He threw them on the couch and looked at him in disgust: "It's all here." But I told you, it's useless for you to hold this. ”

"I'll judge for myself whether it can be used, whether it's good or not, and what I can use it for. Grindelwald shook his head, waved his wand, and Tolkien felt a pain in his lower back, and the pistol hidden behind his back flew out as he had just gone upstairs. "Do you think these Muggle weapons can really hurt me? Even if they are a threat, do you think I can't find them? I know enough about Muggle weapons on the battlefield front. By the way, let Lady Edith put down her gun, I don't want to cast a spell on my friend's wife today. ”

Edith was shocked, but stood up with her gun in both hands. Just as she shouted, "Drop your wand and raise your hands," the revolver in her hand suddenly turned into a slimy octopus, wet and slippery, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly let go and threw it away.

"Simple transformation spell. I didn't turn my gun into a poisonous spider or a poisonous snake, I have shown mercy. Grindelwald stood up, reached out and grabbed the manuscripts, and all the manuscripts flew into his grasp.

"Wait!" Tolkien called out to him. It can be seen that his mood is very conflicted, his face is hesitant, and his voice is also very hesitant. "Mike keeps saying that you created this plague. He...... Is what he said true?"

"No, not exactly. Grindelwald shook his head: "I didn't find the plague, I don't have the ability to create a disease yet, but I did design the enchantment part of the plague." All wizards benefit from this and do not die from this flu. ”

"But there are still many ordinary people who have died because of the plague!And the curse in it has greatly increased the rate of spread of the disease, which is why it has had such a wide impact!" Tolkien thought of the sick Edith. If it weren't for Mike's timely treatment, the consequences would probably have been dire. "So many people died, you know?"

But the world war had to come to an end. Grindelwald's words dealt Tolkien a heavy blow. "I was a little hesitant about what they were going to do, but you gave me a wake-up call. A trench fever got you off the battlefield and avoided death, which inspired me a lot. Man, who is stupid in joy, can learn, comprehend and grow only in his own misery. Together, we raise a glass and celebrate a disease that saved your mind and wisdom from the battlefield, and another disease that prevented the world war!"

"No, you're heresy!" Tolkien roared, "You, you're taking advantage of ...... You're twisted......"

"Your voice is trembling, Tolkien. Grindelwald smiled and shook his head: "You are an honest and good person, a scholar, the reason why you can't say it now is because those things in your heart are the truth, and what you want to say are all lies, so you can't do it." I appreciate this about you. You came to me, you begged me to find a way to end the world war with the power of magic, I did it, I got your wish, why do you blame me?"

"Because...... Because it's not right to do that!"

"I don't see anything wrong. You accuse me, but a lot of Muggles have died because of this plague. But if the war continues, how many people will die, can you know? So, you are just accusing me with unknown, maybe better or worse, with a concept rather than a fact. Grindelwald shook his head: "It's unfair, you know, if there's anything to blame, think about your wishes, think about your beautiful fantasies, think about how you make your wishes." You're just lazy and don't want to take responsibility, just like everyone else. I'm just going to do it, and I'm going to be blamed for it?"

Tolkien collapsed on the couch, his head bowed, his whole body seemed to be drained. Edith ran over with a scream, hugging Tolkien tightly. Blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, slowly flowing.

"Call the doctor and take him to the hospital!" Grindelwald frowned and said, "Don't let him die!"

Tolkien breathed hard three times, then looked up and said, "Gellert Grindelwald, I want to ask you to do one last thing. ”

"Say it. "Grindelwald is also a little strange, what else does he ask at this time, does he let himself commit suicide?

"Let me forget all this, let me forget the wizards, forget the spells, forget the wizarding world! I can't live like this. Tolkien tapped his wand with his finger, summoned it and held it in his hand. He stroked the wand one last time, an eight-inch maple branch with troll eyelashes. Trolls can regenerate, but broken hearts cannot, and desperate hopes cannot. He snapped his wand and threw it into the hearth.

"Magic is not a cure, it is better for people to understand it themselves. Tolkien said to Grindelwald: "The magician is not a savior, the real power of salvation has nothing to do with magic, I have to find it again." I forgot all about it, and I knew you would forget all the spells. ”

"But you'll forget the language of spells, and that's not good for me. Grindelwald shook his head.

"Do you still claim to be my friend?!Didn't you say you were a responsible person, and you brought me out of the wizarding world!" Tolkien finally said, "You say a good thing, but what kind of person you really are, you only need to look at your actions." ”

"Oh well. Grindelwald waved his wand, and the light of the spell continued to shine in the room. Tolkien hugged his wife tightly and kissed her forehead, "Edith, give me the strength to live." ”

"You must live, I want you to live, I will live with you. Edith replied softly.

"Forget it!"