dragon and boy

Chapter 14

Durmstrang has become Albus' second home in this world, and it's a strange place for him, so he must immediately force himself to adapt to life here.

According to the country's previous requirements, the admonisher's habitat is in the dense forest to the north.But since Grindelwald took the lead in breaking this tradition, he can naturally keep Albus in the east end of the royal castle.

The room where Albus lived was not far from Grindelwald, and it only took a few minutes to walk there.He walked alone in the corridor of the castle, the only living people around him were the soldiers stationed at the end of the corridor.But these soldiers didn't walk around at will, and they also turned a blind eye to what Albus passed by.

Grindelwald asked someone to draw the structural drawings of the castle for Albus, and after reading it only once, Albus firmly remembered the routes.Go through this corridor, turn right, go upstairs, the third room is Grindelwald's room.

Albus stood at the door and knocked lightly three times, and it didn't take long for the door to be opened from the inside.Compared with the house that was burned before, the place where Grindelwald lives now is probably decorated by himself, which is obviously more gorgeous.

Grindelwald invited Albus into the house and poured him a cup of tea himself.Albus sat down on the sofa in the room, and he looked around, feeling that the tastes of this Grindelwald and that Grindelwald were so similar.

Not just people, but what happened to both of them was so similar that Albus could not help frowning.His eyes fell on the silver bottle hanging on Grindelwald's chest, and the body of the bottle shone in the reflection of the light.

With Albus watching, Grindelwald took out the bottle, sat down across from Albus, and handed over the bottle containing the blood of the two.

"Isn't it incredible?" Grindelwald looked at Albus and asked.

"A little bit," Albus replied. "Does it have any effect on each of us?"

Grindelwald put his hands on his lap, hunched over, staring at Albus without speaking.He ran his fingers over the ring on his thumb, the one they had brought out of the castle that night.

"What do you know about us?" Grindelwald asked, "I mean the Grindelwald family."

Albus said frankly: "Not at all, would you like to tell me? Anything."

Just finished speaking, Albus only felt a dry heat in his body, he grabbed the cloth on his body with his hands, sweat slipped from his forehead, and an unspeakable sense of excitement surged from his heart.

But the excitement only lasted a few seconds, and it disappeared the moment Grindelwald got up, Albus gasped, looked up at him, and asked with a serious expression, "What did you just do?"

"Do you know why the Grindelwald family has to choose a dragon instead of other species?" Grindelwald said, "Because once the contract is formed, we can stimulate the dragon blood in your body, in other words, I can Gets you excited, but usually that's what happens in war."

"That sounds kind of bad to me."

"Don't worry." Grindelwald said, "I won't move it casually. The bottle is here for you to keep."

Hearing this, Albus imitated Grindelwald and put the silver vial into his breast pocket.The clothes on him were prepared by Grindelwald, which are different from the clothes of the royal families in this world. Although they are incomparable with his magic robes, they also unexpectedly fit his aesthetics.

A guess appeared in his mind, and Albus stared at Grindelwald, always feeling that the development of things was a bit weird.

"The effect of this contract is only one-way?" Albus asked, "You can only control me?"

"I can't hurt you either." While speaking, Grindelwald got up, walked to the wooden table beside him, and pulled out the light sword on it as a display.Grindelwald walked towards Albus with the sword in his hand. He raised his hand and was about to slash at the opponent with the sword when he heard a "bang", and the sword fell to the ground.

It was impossible for Grindelwald to lose his grip on the sword. Albus looked at the opponent's hand and found a bruise on Grindelwald's wrist at some point.

"Actually, you don't have to perform for me yourself," said Albus, "just describe it."

"In order to make you let go of your guard, I think it is necessary." Grindelwald said, picking up the sword and putting it back in place, "We... must treat each other as ourselves, and we must treat each other as ourselves. There is no one else in this room now."

"makes sense."

Albus got up from the sofa, and he patted the wrinkled clothes on his body.He walked to the window, looked at the stars in the night sky outside the castle, and then his eyes fell on the sleeping buildings below.

"Do you remember those three children from that day?" Albus asked, turning around. "I think they can be raised."

"How?" Grindelwald asked, "Do you want to send them to missionary schools?"

Ah Bu thought for a while and said, "I want to take them over and personally..."

What do you personally teach them?Albus frowned, the spells and charms he knew didn't work in this place, the only thing he could use was the knowledge he had learned in those potions classes.

Except for the drugs that require the use of spells, the effects of other herbs are relatively similar.

Since the herbal medicine has the same effect, it is unknown whether his previous attainments in alchemy can be applied here.

Ah Bu thought about it, and at the same time, he was fortunate that he still had a little research on Muggle culture.

"You pick them up." Grindelwald said suddenly, "You don't need to go personally, let them go to the noble church school with Leonard."

"Who is Leonard?"

"Old Grindelwald's youngest son is about the same age as those boys."

Albus nodded, he hadn't been in Grindelwald's house very long.Seeing that the scented candles on the candlestick were about to burn out, he said hello and left.

Before leaving, he purposely said a sweet dream before closing the door, and called him "Grindlevald".

Albus has paid special attention to the pronunciation of the Grindelwald family's address by the people here, and they all pronounce the name as "Grindlewald".

And obviously, the other party didn't notice this little slip of the tongue just now, as if everything was taken for granted, that's what he should be called by Albus Dumbledore.

Albus's heart sank suddenly, he thought, he should find some more powerful and conclusive evidence.

He returned to his room, loosened his collar, threw his coat on the sofa beside him, and then leaned back on a six-foot bed.Grindelwald specially ordered someone to get him a scented candlestick, which was exactly the same as the one Albus had praised at the time.

Albus took a deep breath, the scent of the burning candle relaxing him.He looked at the white ceiling above his head, and Grindelwald's face appeared in front of his eyes unconsciously. If this Grindelwald was really the same as himself, what choice should he make?

Leaving aside that the two of them had a relationship, at least in this world there is no obvious conflict of ideas between the two, Albus thought, as long as Grindelwald didn't find him, he could always pretend not to know.

If it was really the same person, Albus had to admit, he'd rather be with Grindelwald.

What he didn't know was that on the day the church service ended, the city of Durmstrang was already buzzing.

His Majesty the King has found a half-dragon as an admonisher, just like the king has found a man to be his queen. The rumors have not faded after a month.

So in the early morning of the second day, when Albus walked through the streets and alleys of Durmstrang alone, all the conversations he heard revolved around him and Grindelwald.

In these rumors, he was sometimes a monster with a human face and a dragon body, and sometimes he turned into an appearance that except for a pair of blue eyes, the rest of his body was covered with black scales.

It sounds very interesting, Albus suddenly asked the shopkeeper when he was shopping: "What if he looks like a man?"

"It's impossible." The shopkeeper shook his hand, "I've met the last admonisher, he's hundreds of times bigger than me, and the half-dragon will naturally be no worse."

Albus was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the attitude of these townspeople was quite different from that of the royal family. They cared about the appearance of the dragon, not whether he could better assist their king.

He smiled and handed the ten marks to the shopkeeper, and said before leaving, "You don't need to look for it."

According to the memory of the last time he went back to the city, Albus walked through an alley and stopped in front of a brick house.The house is divided into upper and lower floors, but it looks very dilapidated, probably due to years of disrepair, giving people a sense of crumbling everywhere.

Albus raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door three times. At first there was no response from the room, but amidst his constant knocking, a very rough female voice came from the room after a few minutes.

The woman's body was as strong as her voice, and the moment he opened the door Albus felt a gust of wind blowing around him.

"Who are you looking for?" the woman asked.

"Mr. Harry Potter."

"I found the wrong one." As soon as the woman's voice fell, there was a "bang", and the wooden door in front of Albus closed again.

Albuschi knocked on the door persistently until the occupant of the house couldn't stand it anymore and a different man answered the door this time.The man was Harry's uncle, who had seen Albus face to face that night, but he had evidently not recognized Albus.At the same time as he opened the door, he twisted his facial features together, and said fiercely: "Listen up boy, we don't have anyone named Harry Potter here, if you dare to knock on the door again, I will definitely let you down!" Walk around."

While speaking, at the moment when the wooden door in front of Albus was about to close again, he stretched out his right hand suddenly.

The wooden door clamped heavily on his arm, and Albus stood there motionless.He slowly opened the door with that arm, and at the same time his eyes fell on little Harry standing in the room.

Albus said, "Mr. Harry Potter, it's time we set off."