The Christmas holiday and the New Year's Day holiday are linked together, and it is a very laid-back and comfortable time for the British. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTolkien calmed down and sat at his desk in his bedroom, sorting out his writing thoughts. His eyes were on the snow outside the window, hot tea and pipes were fragrant, and the quill shook slightly in his breath.

In the small courtyard downstairs, the tall Addo is building a snowman. Tolkien didn't know why Addo was particularly fond of cold winters and the beauty of heavy snowfall. He didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, wearing only a thin mage robe, lying on the snow, letting the snowflakes fall and pile up. Edith was worried that Addo would catch a cold at first, and if that big man sneezed, would it be earth-shattering?

The snowy scene reminded Addo of Winterfell, a sight from his familiar hometown. Compared to the heavy snow in Winterfell, the snow in Oxford is just a toy for comfort. He was going to build a snowman for all the people he was familiar with, there was a Bran, a Jiujian, a Mera, a summer, a Zhao Mai, a small flower, a reserve grain, and a Duo Ji'an. He found that there was not enough snow, so he secretly took out his wand, covered it with his chest, and moved the snow from his neighbor's house next door. Now that the materials are sufficient, he can play happily again.

"I didn't expect you to be a wizard too, and you have good magic sensing and control!" a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, startling him. Since he had not yet passed the ordinary wizard level exam, he was not allowed to perform magic in the Muggle world. Zhao Mai reprimanded this rule as bullshit, so that Addo didn't have to abide by it, but the simple Addo thought that it was very important to be able to avoid getting into trouble. He looked back and saw a handsome man with blond hair standing at Tolkien's door, dressed like a normal person, but with magic badges on his cuffs and collar, suggesting that he was also a wizard.

"I'm here to visit Tolkien, I'm an old friend of his, is he at home?" the man was polite and likable. Addo pointed upstairs, snapped his fingers, and rang the doorbell for the visitor.

"Who is it? Oh, Gellert, what a rarity! Tolkien warmly invited Grindelwald into the house, waved his wand, and cleaned up the living room couch. "Edith, can you prepare some tea for us?"

Grindelwald watched Tolkien use his wand with a complicated gaze. In his eyes, Tolkien's spells were decent, and there was nothing unusual about the use of magic, which made him slightly disappointed. But he also knew in his heart that Tolkien's abilities were not in magic, but in other ways.

Addo finished the snow statues of the crowd and was shaking off the snow outside the house to enter the house. However, his craftsmanship was so average that no one but him could tell who those people were, but the two dogs were lifelike. He came in and changed his shoes, and went straight to the kitchen to help Edith with the plates, and ate two small biscuits by the way.

"Go to the barbecue, you've been playing for too long, and you're almost freezing. ”

Addo smiled, obediently listened to the mistress of the house, sat down on the floor by the coal stove, and stretched out his hand beside the chimney—he alone sucked up almost half of the heat.

"How are you doing?" said Tolkien enthusiastically, "it was snowing so hard that I didn't think there would be any guests coming, but I didn't expect to run into you suddenly, and I was really surprised." ”

"I was also shocked. Grindelwald smiled and said, "I met Mike in France, I didn't expect his magic to improve so much! I happened to have some things to do in the UK, so let's see how you're doing. ”

"Thanks, I'm fine. Mai Zhao and I both attend classes at Hogwarts, but I'm nowhere near as good as him. Tolkien laughed and said, "He's done something sensational, and he graduated before he even enrolled!" By the way, he now has a funny nickname, called an eighth-grader. In the beginning, every time I heard this title, the expression on Mike's face was worth seeing!"

"He's going to get louder and louder, I'm sure of that. Grindelwald said pointedly. "Tolkien, do you know what Mike is to do with that Barbara? I didn't understand it for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Tolkien was directly choked, and coughed for a long time before relieving himself. "It's actually quite weird. I think it's the little girl who admires Mike, and probably loves it too. But Mike has a girlfriend, and she ......" Tolkien thought for a moment and said, "She's a demigod." ”

"Demigods, did Mike learn her spell?"

"It's not. That demigod doesn't know anything magic, but it's very good at fighting. Tolkien wanted to laugh a little when he thought about the relationship between Diana and Mike, especially Mike, who had a pale face with dark circles under his eyes, which was not easy to see. "Mike's spell was his own effort, and he didn't put a lot of effort into it. ”

"yes, it's very powerful. Grindelwald nodded.

Tolkien's mind snapped, and he heard that something was wrong. Usually, because Mike felt that the ancient spells were not perfect and feared unpredictable consequences, he rarely used spells. Tolkien thinks it's a return to Mike's old "conspiracy theories" and "unfounded worries", but considering that he can solve all magic problems even without spells, he should continue to awkward. Of course, Tolkien also found time to help him sort out the ancient spells together, wanting to restore the entire language as soon as possible.

Zhao Mai is not the kind of high-profile person, at least he will not show the "power" of the spell in front of Grindelwald. "Did you two have a conflict?" Tolkien asked, remembering that Zhao Mai had always been suspicious of Grindelwald.

"Yes, we fought, and I lost, to his strange spell. You can rest assured, he is fine, and he is still alive and kicking around in France. Grindelwald said calmly, "I thought about it afterwards, the magic he used was still a wizard's spell, but in a different spell language. If there's anyone in this world who can come up with a new spell, it's you. Tolkien, can you let me learn this spell?"

Since Grindelwald has been approached by Grindelwald with the ability to reason, there is little point in denying it. Tolkien thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Mike doesn't think the language is perfect, and no one but him can use it at the moment. I've actually tried it, but it didn't work, it's incredible. I don't think there's any need for you to waste energy on it. ”

"Linguistically I have to call you Sensei, but not magically. Grindelwald said confidently, "I insisted on looking at the materials for that spell language, very insistently. (To be continued.) )