Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Fatir looked at the man standing in front of him, looked at Aglea Silver, and said softly: "You go out, I have something to say to Jacob."

Aglaia nodded, tied the bandage, got up and left the wooden house. However, before closing the door, he saw his father's expression, which was a little complicated and obscure.

After the door was closed, Aglaia walked to an oak tree and sat for a while.

For some reason, she felt a little weird. But no matter how strange, she couldn't say it.

She has never seen her uncle train the dragon. To be honest, her uncle's reputation in the family is not good. His mother and other relatives said he was an old playboy. But now it seems that this is not the case.

She stared at the dilapidated wooden house in the snow for a while, curiosity scratching in her heart like a cat.

She walked up to the broken house with a cat waist down, leaned against the door and listened, wanting to hear what her mother's brother was going to say to his father.

But after listening for a long time, there was no sound in the house. She glanced in the crack of the door, and the two stood and sat across the fire. The two in the wooden house fell into a long silence.

Just as Aglaia wondered what kind of plane the two men were flying, Fatir asked softly:

"Are you here to kill me?"

Outside the house, Aglaia's whole body was standing upside down. She didn't expect that her father's first sentence turned out to be this. Is there any gap between father and uncle?

Jacob chuckled, "What are you talking about, we are a family."

After he finished speaking, he bent down and lifted the gauze on Fatir's chest with his leather-gloved fingers, and said with emotion: "Injured again."

Fatir looked at the man in front of him and sighed:

"You don't have to pretend, I know it's you. I have taught you for more than ten years, let alone the compound decoction, I know you all turned into ashes.

The man paused with his fingers and raised his head.

"How do you know?"

"You and Jacob were never the same kind of people, Gellert."

In the sky, Blizzard danced wildly like dense goose feathers.

The pupils of Aglaia who were eavesdropping outside the house shrank sharply, and she was about to rush into the house almost immediately to rescue Fatir, but the huge fear forced her to stay in place.

The wind and snow rushed into the house from the gap in the wood, and the snow wrapped around turned the man's hair into white.

Grindelwald sat by the fire and asked, "How long have we not seen each other, Professor De La Cess."

"I haven't counted it."

"I have calculated it, twenty-seven years."

Fatir: "Where's Jacob, is he dead?"

"Yes, I killed him."

Grindelwald said softly.

Fatir exhaled and leaned his head heavily on the wooden board behind him. For a long time, he sighed: "Are you still angry about that thing?"

"Which thing?"

Fatir said softly: "I would rather be me who fell off the cliff, at least not to see my only student degenerate into a devil step by step, Gellert."

"Do you think I did it because of personal grievances? No, Professor De Laces, I just did what you expected me to do."

Gellert said quietly and softly: "I am changing the world."

"I didn't let you kill people, let alone confuse people and control other people's thinking."

Gellert shook his head. "Do you think my people do things with me because they are deceived by me? No, Professor. People will never identify with people who are different from them."

It is not that I control them at all, it is those people who choose me. Just like you chose me to be your student back then. "

"I......"

Fatir struggled to stand up.

Grindelwald looked at each other sympathetically, "We were the same people once, stopping wars and changing the world. These are the ideas you conveyed to me. Why, those memories are all one-off, and you will forget them after you teach them to me. Is it?"

"I haven't forgotten." Fatir panted, "I have been working hard for this goal all these years."

"Yes, run around, collect fire dragons, sell your backward theories, and use order to maintain stability. When did you become your most annoying person?"

Inside the room, the two men did not speak any more, but the violent mood swings almost made Aglaia outside the room unable to breathe.

The blizzard in the forest became more and more violent, and within three minutes, the slanting goose feathers covered her knees, making her see nothing.

Fatir: "Gellert, have you ever had any children?"

Grindelwald said calmly: "No."

Fatir: "When my daughter was born, I held her in the palm of my hand. She was only as big as a slap at the time, but at that moment, my mentality suddenly changed.

Although I am ashamed to speak out, the truth is that I find my young ideals ridiculous. The world cannot be changed, and forcible changes will lead to unbearable tragedies, just like those tragedies we encountered when we were young.

Stop it, Gellert, we are not young anymore, and you are in your fifties. Be mature. No matter what you are doing, don't continue. Isn't it good to have a stable life? "

Aglea, who was eavesdropping outside the house, was both frightened and relieved. The more and more severe snowstorm almost buried her. She wanted to stand up, but found out that she couldn't stand up.

The man's mental field firmly controlled her on the spot, making him immobile.

Grindelwald did not speak, he bent down and took the dragon egg that the father and daughter had captured from Norbert Hagrid in his hand. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he murmured: "Rules...huh."

Looking at the colorful dragon egg, he raised his wand and pointed it at Fatir.

"You said I killed you, will that little girl outside be sad."

Fatir asked, "Will you kill her?"

"Who knows?" Grindelwald said lightly.

Fatir closed his eyes, then opened them. He quickly drew out his wand and pointed at the opponent.

Elder Grindelwald's wand shook faster, the green light was shining, the wooden house crashed and collapsed, and Fatir's wand was shattered.

In the wind and snow, Aglaia stood at the door, panting. Under Grindelwald's huge mental field, she could hardly stand steady, and could not even hear any sound, but she still stood at the door.

However, after the green light shining, death did not come, replaced by an itchy lower abdomen. Fatir looked down and saw that the wound stabbed by the half-giant healed quickly. He looked up in amazement. Grindelwald put away his wand and jokingly said: "I don't owe you anything."

After speaking, he put the dragon egg on his chest, turned and strode towards the door.

When passing by Aglaia, she looked up and saw the pain and struggle flashing across the man's face, but this expression only lasted for a moment before he returned to his godlike pride and indifference.

Afterwards, he bent down and put it in Agleia's ear: "Hoffabach will die in a week."

After speaking, he immediately Apparated and disappeared in place.

The incomparable mental coercion disappeared. Aglaia didn't catch her breath, she stumbled into the house and grabbed Fatir by the collar.

"You...what is your relationship with Grindelwald?"

Fatir's wound healed quickly, but his face was still as pale as paper. He stood up on the wall, broke free Aglaia and pushed her out.

Aglaia: "Hey, let me ask you something, what's the matter with Jacob, what is your relationship with Grindelwald?"

"He is my student, don't ask, can you?"

With that, he pulled Aglaia to the dragon group's side and tried to push her onto the back of the Welsh Green Dragon.

"What are you doing."

Aglaia asked.

"Take you home, take you and your mother to America."

Aglaia was shocked, and broke free, stubbornly said: "No, I have to go back to school..."

"Listen! Aglaia."

Fatir interrupted her: "He dared to appear in front of me like this, indicating that this school and the British wizarding world are over. He never does things that are uncertain."

"and then?"

Aglaia asked.

"What? Then, this school is over, you have to leave here quickly." As he said, he jumped on the dragon's back and stretched out his hand to Aglaia.

Aglaia looked at him in amazement: "Hey, you can't teach such a big monster, and then just leave like this."

Fatir didn't say a word, just stretched out his hand to her.

Aglaia opened that hand at once: "Why are you such a person?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Fatir suddenly became angry: "What is the hero in the story? I am not his opponent, no one is his opponent, do you know his wand? Do you know his power?"

"What are you paying attention to?" Aglaia jumped anxiously, "I still have friends in that school."

"Don't be stupid here?"

Fatir roared:

"My friend is just like the wheat in the wheat field, cutting one crop after another, walking one after another, I forget what my fourteen-year-old friend looks like..."

Aglaia pushed Fatir away furiously, "Enough, you don't go and I will go by myself."

With that, she ran in the snow without looking back.

Fatir jumped off the dragon's back angrily, and the shadow under his feet circled around the girl running in front of him.

Aglaia was restrained by an invisible force and fell heavily to the ground. Fatir rushed over, grabbed her body, and roared: "Are you sick, a fourteen-year-old kid and Grindelwald right!?"

Aglaia was picked up by him, and a smile of disdain appeared on his face. This smile angered Fatir, he gritted his teeth and knocked on her head with one hand, trying to knock her faint and forcibly take her back.

But with this knock, he directly knocked Agleia into a bubble, which spread out in the snow.

It turned out that this was just an illusion, the real she had already run away.