"You're doing crazy things," Dumbledore said, "and sometimes, I can't tell the difference. ”

"We agreed, do you remember?" Grindelwald retracted his smile, "You promised me that." ”

"I was too young," Dumbledore said with tiredness in his eyes, "I can't tell you apart, Grindelwald." ”

He pointed to his head, "I often confuse you with him when I forget that memory. ”

"He's amazing, isn't he?" Grindelwald leaned back in his chair, and the whole person looked relaxed and superior.

"We have to admit that he deserves more than we all."

"Worth it?" Dumbledore grasped the point, he looked at Grindelwald and asked, "What are you going to do?" Grindelwald. ”

"Do the thing we didn't finish," Grindelwald said, "we made a covenant and you gave up." ”

"The Blood Pact is gone." Dumbledore sighed deeply, "I'll be your enemy. ”

"No, you won't." Grindelwald looked at him, "You can't fool me, Al. ”

"You're a coward," Grindelwald said aggressively, crisscrossing his thumb against his chin, "you don't have the courage to beat me a second time." ”

"I will." Dumbledore replied forcefully.

Grindelwald laughed, and he shook his head slightly, "You won't, like you didn't tell him about it." ”

"He hates you to the bone," said Dumbledore, "and he will not hesitate to kill you." ”

"Maybe that would be better," Grindelwald placed his palm open on the table, his heterochromatic eyes staring at the blue eyes, "We still have a chance, Al." ”

“

Reshape the world and let the wizard live in the sun. ”

Dumbledore looked at the hand, and he saw the red dots left by the rose thorns on it.

"I can't," he said. ”

"Can't, or don't you want to?" Grindelwald asked.

"I can't, I don't want to." Dumbledore shook his head with a complicated expression, "Stop, Gellert. ”

"He's going to kill you."

Grindelwald's smile retracted, and he pressed his hands against the table, slowly withdrawing.

"Will you cast a spell on my back?"

"I don't know." Dumbledore's answer was confused.

The greatest wizard of all is now like a child who can't guess the answer.

"I'm still the same thing, you don't want to be my enemy." Grindelwald smiled and got up, "Something more inexplicable than the Blood Pact, binds your heart. ”

Grindelwald left.

And as he said, Dumbledore didn't use a spell on his back.

Looking at the cup of coffee with three sugars added to it, Dumbledore saw through the black coffee and saw his old face.

He reached out and touched his beard.

"What the hell are you going to do, Grindelwald?"

Why is he more worthy?

Reinventing a world, in a world that can't be changed anymore?

Baptism by fire.

Grindelwald, are you trying to build on the ruins that have been torn down?

But you can't do that.

We all know that.

That person is there.

...

After the first crab eater, Xenophilius Lovegood, people began to pay attention to the Christmas Star Spirit.

However, this year there is no chance, and both Star Spirits have been caught.

Hector and Hermer, two little golden men, were running after the brown bear

。

In the vast Silver Hand Manor, the Wick family is an adventure.

I'm going back today, and Watson is still very reluctant.

This place is much more fun than the hotel he owned.

The brown bear was pressed by the two star spirits, and Hermo avenged the last time he was in love with Jin Jian's seven-day lock.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't speak, the brown bear would now scold the star spirit for not speaking martial arts.

"Bear."

Ariana called out to the bear, and the bear erupted into the universe, sending the star spirit flying out with her hands on her hips.

It flipped over and into Ariana's arms.

John taught Ariana to use the first magic.

"Put your hands on it, Ariana."

He was on his side, and Ariana did as he was told.

Place your hand on the flipped.

John continued; "Close your eyes and think about where you're going."

Ariana closed her eyes and thought about the Wick family.

"Next, all it takes is a little miracle, a little magic."

Under John's guidance, the magic in Ariana's body mobilized.

In her mind's eye, a composition of the Wick family appeared.

In the next second, multiple pages flew out of the book.

"Mom, Dad, I think we're going to say goodbye first."

John stood outside the page and said goodbye to his family inside.

"I forgot to take the flying teapot, you must bring it back to me next time." Watson is still obsessed with the wild teapot he caught.

Mrs. Wick silenced her husband with a death look, she looked at John and said, "Remember to eat on time, John." ”

With that, the pages snapped back.

The three were dragged away by a suction force.

Then the book disappeared.

John stood in the hall and looked

The hall is deserted.

The flames of the fireplace went out, and a chill hit.

John glanced at the teapot on the table.

There are only three days left in 1998.

...

Wick House.

The old agent, who was watching day and night, looked decadent.

The stubble has grown a lot, making him look a lot haggard.

The young agent finally woke up after a day and a night's sleep.

He stupidly said good morning to the old agent, not noticing his swollen face.

"You fainted all of a sudden, do you remember what happened?" The old agent asked the young agent what had happened.

The young agent recalled carefully, uncertainly, "It seemed like an impact, and I just felt a force that made me let go of the handle." ”

"Is it an electric shock?" The old agent thought about it and felt that it was wrong.

They didn't know what anti-invasion methods Watson Wick used, but the power was something that the agents didn't dare to act rashly.

"Watson Wick secretly left, he must have something unsightly, the organization is already investigating the big things that happened during this time."

The old agent's face was ugly, "This time we are not monitoring well, and the organization has sent criticism. ”

"If we can't find Watson Wick ...... again"

"Isn't this one?" The young agent spoke up.

The old agent looked over and was on the screen of the monitor, facing the window of Wick's house.

Inside, Watson was sipping Mrs. Wick's coffee with a smile on his face.

"Watson Wick!" The old agent almost had his heart stopping.

He contacted other agents.

Feedback from various places showed that Watson was not on the streets.

How can it be?

Is it an underpass?

Old Agent face

"Suddenly, what kind of trick is Watson Wick playing?" ”

They haven't investigated where there have been major accidents.

But in this situation, they are completely confused.

"Wait, he's on the phone, hurry up and find a lip expert!"

The old agent also wanted to install a bug inside, but no one had been able to get inside so far.

You can only get the news through a lip expert.

Soon the lip expert in the group arrived, and he pulled down the window and stared at Watson with binoculars.

"Sokovia, hotel, what, not open? When I saw it at other people's homes, I thought I couldn't afford to open it, so I opened another one! ”

After the lip expert finished speaking, the old agent fell into deep thought.

"Sokovia?" He remembers the country.

This is no small matter, and even the old agent can't handle it.

"Look, it's the guy with the turkey."

The young agent spoke, and the old agent looked.

Greg received the message and quickly appeared, and he rang the doorbell.

The door was opened.

Watson came out and saw Greg, his face expressionless again.

"Hello, Mr. Wick, I think I'm going to send you Christmas wishes." Greg pondered the sentence.

After finishing speaking, Watson said expressionlessly: "Thank you for your blessings." ”

"Uh...... That ......" Greg looked behind the door.

Watson said, "Have you prepared a Christmas gift for the welfare home?" ”

"Ah, it's ready."

"Good, there's one in it for you."

Watson closed the door and said in disgust: "I was disgusted by my daughter, and you are embarrassed to come." ”

Greg looked at the closed door and wondered if he had been discovered.

He sighed, "It's too difficult, boss

。 ”

...