Fatir looked at the man standing in front of her, looked at Aglaia, and said softly, "Can you go out for a while, I have something to say to Jacob."
Aglaia nodded, got up, and left the wooden house after tying the bandage. However, before closing the door, she saw her father's expression, which was a little complicated.
After the door closed, Aglaia walked to an oak tree and sat for a while.
For some reason, she felt a little strange. But she couldn't tell what was strange.
She had never seen her uncle train a dragon. To be honest, her uncle didn't have a good reputation in the family. Her mother and other relatives all said that he was an old playboy. But now, it didn't seem to be the case.
She stared at the dilapidated wooden house in the snow for a while, and curiosity scratched her heart like a cat.
She crept closer to the dilapidated house and leaned against the door to listen. She wanted to hear what her mother's brother wanted to say to her father.
But after listening for a long time, there was no sound in the house. She peeked through the crack in the door. The two of them, one standing and one sitting across from the bonfire, fell into a long silence in the wooden house.
Just when Aglaia was curious about what the two were doing, Fatir asked softly,
"Are you here to kill me?"
Aglaia, who was outside the house, had goosebumps all over her body. She didn't expect that her father's first sentence would be this. Is there any gap between father and uncle?
Jacob chuckled, "What are you talking about, we are a family."
After that, he bent down, lifted the gauze on Fatir's chest with his gloved fingers, and said, "Injured again."
Fatir looked at the man in front of her and sighed,
"You don't have to pretend, I know it's you. I have taught you for more than ten years, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes. "
The man's fingers paused, and he raised his head.
"How do you know?"
"You and Jacob have never been the same kind of people, Gellert."
In the sky, the snowstorm was like dense goose feathers, dancing wildly.
Aglaia, who was eavesdropping outside the house, narrowed her eyes. She wanted to rush into the house and save Fatir, but a great fear forced her to stay where she was.
The wind and snow rushed into the house through the gaps in the wood, and the snowflakes turned the man's hair white.
Grindelwald sat by the fire and asked, "How long has it been since we last met, Professor Dracath?"
"I didn't."
"I've counted. It's been 27 years."
Fatir: "What about Jacob? Is he dead?"
"That's right, I killed him."
Grindelwald said softly.
Fatir exhaled and leaned his head against the wooden plank behind him. After a long while, he sighed. "Are you still angry about that?"
"What matter?"
Fatir said softly, "I'd rather it was me who fell off the cliff. At least I wouldn't have to see my only student slowly degenerate into a demon, Gellert."
"Do you think I did it because of a personal grudge? No, Professor Dracath, I just did what you expected me to do. "
Gellert said very calmly. "I'm changing the world."
"I didn't ask you to kill people, nor did I ask you to bewitch people and control their minds."
Gellert shook his head. "Do you think my men worked for me because they were bewitched by me? No, Professor. People will never agree with people who are different from them. "
I didn't control them at all. Those people chose me. Just like how you chose me to be your student. "
"I …"
Fatir struggled to stand up.
Grindelwald looked at him sympathetically. "We used to be the same people, stopping wars and changing the world. These are the ideas you passed to me. Why, those memories are all one-time, and you forgot them after teaching them to me? "
"I didn't forget." Fatir panted. "I've been working hard for this goal all these years."
"That's right. Running around, collecting fire dragons, promoting your outdated theories to the outside world, using order to maintain stability. When did you become the person you hate the most? "
Inside the house, the two men didn't speak anymore, but the violent fluctuations of emotions almost made Aglaia outside the house unable to breathe.
The snowstorm in the forest became more and more violent. In less than three minutes, the falling snow submerged her knees, making her unable to see anything clearly.
Fatir: "Gellert, have you ever had a child?"
Grindelwald said indifferently, "No."
Fatir: "When my daughter was born, I held her in the palm of my hand. She was only the size of a palm at that time, but at that moment, my mentality suddenly changed.
Although it's embarrassing to say it, the truth is, I felt that my young ideals were ridiculous. The world can't be changed, and forcibly changing it will only lead to tragic tragedies, just like the tragedies we encountered when we were young.
Stop, Gellert, we're not young anymore. You're already in your fifties, be more mature. No matter what you're doing, don't continue. Isn't it good to live a peaceful life? "
Aglaea, who was eavesdropping outside of the house, was both panicked and relieved. The snowstorm that was getting more and more intense almost buried her. She tried to stand up, only to discover that it was impossible for her to do so.
The man's spiritual force field firmly restrained her on the spot, making her unable to move.
Grindelwald didn't say anything. He bent down and took the dragon egg that the father and daughter seized from Norb Hagrid. After carefully looking at it for a long time, he muttered, "The rules … hmph."
Looking at the colorful dragon egg, he raised his wand and pointed it at Fatir.
"Say, if I kill you, will the little girl outside be sad?"
Fatir asked, "Will you kill her?"
"Who knows?" Grindelwald said indifferently.
Fatir closed her eyes and then opened them. He quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at the other party.
Elder Grindelwald's wand shook even faster. In a flash of green light, the wooden house collapsed and Fatir's wand was smashed into pieces.
In the snowstorm, Aglaia stood at the door, panting. Under Grindelwald's powerful spiritual force field, she could barely stand and couldn't even hear anything, but she still stood at the door.
However, after the flash of green light, death didn't come. Instead, it was replaced by a strange itch in her lower abdomen. Fatir looked down and saw that the wound caused by the half-giant was quickly healing. He looked up in shock. Grindelwald put away his wand and said mockingly, "I don't owe you anything."
After that, he put the dragon egg in his chest and strode out of the door.
When she passed by Aglaia, she looked up and saw the pain and struggle on the man's face. But this expression only lasted for a moment, and he returned to his god-like arrogance and indifference.
Then, he bent down and whispered in Aglaia's ear, "Hoffa and Bach will die in a week."
After that, he directly disappeared with Mirage.
The immense spiritual pressure disappeared. Aglaia couldn't catch her breath. She stumbled into the house and grabbed Fatir's 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 with the help of the wall and broke free from Aglaia's push and walked out.
Aglaia said, "Hey, I'm asking you, what happened to Jacob? What is your relationship with Grindelwald?"
"He's my student. Can you stop asking?"
As he said that, he pulled Aglaia to the side of the dragons and tried to push her onto the back of the Welsh green dragon.
"What are you doing?"
Aglaia asked.
"Bringing you home, bringing you and your mother to America."
Aglaia was shocked and broke free. She stubbornly said, "No, I have to go back, back to school …"
"Listen! Aglaia. "
Fatir interrupted her. "If he dares to appear in front of me like this, it means that this school and the British Wizarding World are finished. He never does things that he is not sure of. "
"And then?"
Aglaia asked.
"What do you mean 'and then'? This school is finished. You have to leave this place quickly." As he said that, he jumped onto the dragon's back and reached out to Aglaia.
Aglaia looked at him in shock. "Hey, you can't teach such a demon and then just leave like this."
Fatir did not say a word and only reached out to her.
Aglaia slapped his hand away. "How can you be such a person?"
"Who do you think I am?"
Fatir suddenly became angry. "What kind of hero is this? I'm no match for him, no one is his match. Do you know his wand? Do you know his power? "
"What are you paying attention to?" Aglaia was anxious. "I still have friends in that school."
"Can you not be stupid here?"
Fatir roared angrily.
"Friends are like wheat in the wheat field. They grow again and again, leave and another batch comes. I can't even remember what my fourteen-year-old friend looked like …"
Aglaia angrily pushed Fatir away. "Enough, if you're not going, I'll go myself."
As she said that, she ran in the snow without looking back.
Fatir angrily jumped off the dragon's back. The shadow under his feet spiraled towards the running girl.
Aglaia was bound by an invisible force and fell heavily to the ground. Fatir rushed over and pulled her up. He roared, "Is there something wrong with you? A fourteen-year-old child going against the Grindelwald!?"
Aglaia was picked up by him and a disdainful smile appeared on her face. This smile angered Fatir. He gritted his teeth and hit her head with one hand, trying to knock her out and bring her back by force.
But after the knock, he simply smashed Aglaea into foam that spread out in the snow.
It turned out that this was just an illusion. The real her had already run away.
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