"I almost didn't make it back."

John wiped a cold sweat as he left the barn.

"Nearly destroyed two young wizards on a whim."

He didn't expect that he almost made the two dreamy wizards collapse as he spoke.

Fortunately, he used his own strength to give it back to the circle.

"But what are they doing in the barn?"

John thought suspiciously, unaware that his words had left young Al in a state of confusion.

"Ariana?"

Discover a silhouette being in the courtyard.

He walked over and stopped, and Ariana covered her ears in the courtyard.

To be honest, knowing Ariana's fate after that, John had some mixed feelings.

Her fate was doomed.

As the Silent is the most dangerous of the wizards.

For Ariana, the most painful thing is the magic in herself.

She needs to suppress the magic of the rampage.

She was in pain, and her brother, fearing that her going out would hurt someone else.

The self-dilemma of not being understood.

Unlike Luna, who is in her own world, she is not awake like Astoria.

Her future ends at the age of six, which is not enough for her to learn to speak.

Her life ended at the age of fourteen.

This is a poor man.

"What are you doing here?" John felt helpless and frightened from Ariana.

The quarrel of the brothers frightened the girl, and she hid in the courtyard.

Maybe the little girl was not ignorant, she knew that the reason for the quarrel was on herself.

Hearing John's voice, Ariana gradually lowered her hands.

John notices the bear that has fallen to the ground, picks it up, and carefully pat it off the dust.

Return the re-cleaned bear to Ariana.

Ariana took the bear, her helplessness lowered, and she clutched an unbloomed flower that had fallen from the courtyard in her hand, and gave it to John as if she had handed over the most precious thing.

"Here you go."

There are no blooming flowers, like Ariana, there is no after.

Ariana didn't understand any of this, she just wanted to give the good ones to John.

John was slightly stunned, and instead of taking the flower, he put his palm under the flower.

The stamens, which closed in Ariana's hands, gradually bloomed.

Dead flowers, finally blooming beautifully.

Ariana watched in surprise as the flowers bloomed.

"It's beautiful."

John chuckled, "Thank you, I love this gift, Ariana."

A smile bloomed on Ariana's face, and the smile was innocent, and the fourteen-year-old girl was delighted.

Fearful emotions are replaced by fleeting pleasures.

John took the flower and placed it on his chest, the white flower was pure and flawless.

He turned his head to see Aberforth's wary eyes.

This seed is around his sister all the time.

Although it's a temper, it's also an older brother who loves his sister.

"Aberforth, how are you painting?" John asked suddenly.

Aberforth was stunned and muttered, "What's the matter with you?"

"That's right." John nodded.

By the time John left, Aberforth was curled up in the courtyard with his stomach clutched.

His sister Ariana was squatting next to him, looking at her brother's bitter expression, and poked with the wand that had fallen next to her with concern.

The goat boy was not a good talker, so John had to teach him.

"Suddenly it feels like Draco isn't that annoying anymore." There is no harm in comparison, John sighed, "But it's amazing that the goat boy can draw."

Aberforth, the grumpy little brother, is surprisingly good at drawing, and does it well.

whereas

And the goat brother likes to paint his sister, which is probably how they communicate with Ariana.

One is puppet show, and the other is painting.

...

After the last time they met in the barn, Gail and Al often came to find John and wanted to add people to their ranks.

John would refuse every time, but he couldn't stand the young Gail being a little eclectic.

They were holding cameras and wanted to take a picture with John.

And John dodged every time, and over time, it seemed to become a game.

Aberforth is like a barrel of dynamite that explodes if you are not careful.

A few weeks have passed.

John's eyes have been restored to the point where he can see people within a meter.

But it's still a black and white world.

It was a very quiet day.

Gail and Al don't show up, they seem to be planning something.

Bathilda releases an owl.

She also gives interviews to newspapers.

This is the main source of Bathilda's money.

It's a good method, but unfortunately it's too much of an impact for John.

He wanted to go to Azkaban and catch a few Dementors to use as materials.

He meets Ariana.

In the house, there was a faint sound of quarrels.

John knew that this was another quarrel between Aberforth and his brother.

At some point, Ariana became very dependent on John.

She was like a kitten scared of being abandoned.

John led Ariana with his wand and they sat by the stream.

He blinked, and his eyes turned vertical.

"Unfortunately, I can't see clearly." He struggled to see ahead, and finally sighed, "It's been almost two months here."

Ariana sat next to her, holding the bear cub in one hand and her wand in the other, looking at John worriedly.

"In case you don't know, I'm not from here, Ariana." John said to Ariana, "I'll get out of here."

He was going to Azkaban to find the Dementors to refine the Soul Potion.

"You'd better learn to express yourself."

John opened his palm, and the white flower appeared in his palm.

Ariana gave him, and now he wants to return it to Ariana.

"Equivalent exchange, Ariana." John said, "This flower will be given to you."

Ariana slowly released her wand and reached out to carefully take the flower.

A big smile appeared on her face.

The closed heart is opened up a little as they get along.

She wore it in her hair as if it were a treasure, and stared at John, as if asking if it looked good.

John smiled and waved his wand, causing more white flowers to grow on the flower, turning into a wreath.

"Had a good night, Ariana."

John stretched out his wand, but Ariana didn't catch it, but grabbed his finger.

There was reluctance in her eyes and she didn't want John to leave.

"Let ......"

"Jean?" John stared at Ariana.

"Let me be your eyes."

Ariana knew that John's eye problem needed treatment, but she didn't want John to leave.

John had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, was it pity?

She is listening carefully to her every word, trying to change and express her emotions.

But......

John laughed to himself.

"Thank you for your kindness, Ariana."

Let this girl leave in the last tenderness.

Let Ariana take her hand and send her back.

Arriving at home, Aberforth was already waiting there.

Looking at Ariana's smile, Aberforth was in a trance, how long had he not

I saw my sister smile.

Ariana hesitated for a moment, let go of John's hand, and ran over.

Run to the home that would kill her.

Aberforth turned to take Ariana back, paused, and said with a calm face, "Thank you, Joel."

As an older brother, Aberforth couldn't help but thank John.

He asked, "Are you like them?"

He asks if John wants to leave as much as Gale does.

John said, "I'm not from here, Aberforth."

Aberforth led Ariana into the house.

John stood outside for a moment, raising his hand to say goodbye to Ariana by the window.

He returned to Bathilda's house, where he saw Gale packing his things.

"Come with us, Joel."

Wearing a silver pendant on his chest, it was the power of a contract.

He said one last time, "Change the world together, and let the wizards be fair."

John lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly, "You didn't even confess your name to me, Gail."

"Gellert," Gale said in earnest at once, "Gellert Grindelwald."

"Come with me, Joel."

This man was indeed the man he thought he was, and the more this happened, the more John could not come into contact with him.

"You're just as much of a world-changer as we are," Gail tried to convince John, in a simple way, "You shouldn't be mediocre, Joel!"

He was a man with prophetic powers, so he saw more than anyone else.

He was not reconciled to the world and the future he saw.

"Then I'll wait for you in the future, Grindelwald." John chuckled and said inexplicably, "The future you see is too short."

Gale can't understand this sentence now, only Grindelwald can.

John rejects Gail's last solicitation.

Gail's complexion changed several times, and he finally left Bathilda's house.

...

Dumbledore.

Gail said to Al, "Let's leave together, Al!"

"Take your sister with you, we can protect her and hide her."

In Al's room, two young wizards plotted to leave.

Aberforth lulled his sister to sleep, and the wreath seemed to have been enchanted and placed on Ariana's head without crumpling.

He walked past Al's door and heard a plot going on inside.

It was that obnoxious Gail, Gellert Grindelwald.

He thought it was another disgusting midnight talk, an unrealistic fantasy.

But what did he hear?

Leave?

Aberforth's feet itched, and a stream of hot blood rushed toward his brain from there.

"He...... Want to leave?"

Aberforth repeated the sentence mechanically, his expression gradually becoming hideous.

His own brother, he is leaving?

Leave everything behind!

He was furious.

He pushed the door open.

"You stole my brother, and now you're going to take my poor sister?"

Aberforth was carried away by the rage, and he drew his wand.

It's always been a habit he'd had, but this time, he's really going to cast a curse on this blonde bastard who doesn't know where he came from.

"Do you want to duel me?" Gale wasn't good either, and he lost patience with the goat boy and said in a cold tone, "You can't afford that."

"No, Aberforth, put your wand down."

"I don't, I'm going to take care of this guy with my own hands!"

"Don't stop him, he needs to accept a defeat."

The light of the spell finally lit up in the house.

The gears of fate are turned.

Aberforth did it.

Gail's retaliation causes him to keep back, and Al joins in to protect his brother and stop Gail.

The three of them scuffled together, and Aberforth was the angry goat, both Al and Gail, who were within his attack.

The door of their room was opened.

Ariana holds the bear cub and wears a beautiful garland and hears her brothers arguing.

This time, she chose to face it and express her emotions.

...