"Yes, ma'am." John said, maintaining respect for the old man, "I think it's time for me to leave. Hogwarts is about to start school."

"That's still a month," Bathilda muttered.

John smiled and stepped forward so that he could see the old man's face and remember it.

"It's been a very interesting two months," John leaned down, gently pushed the silver thread on the old aunt's face behind her ears, and whispered in the old woman's ear, "I think we will meet again in the future. , you have to forget about me first.”

"Obliviate"

Just when she was wondering why John said this, a white light flashed in front of Bathilda's eyes.

Everything belonging to that white-haired boy is disappearing from his mind.

She came to her senses in a daze, looked at the empty front, and said to herself: "Strange?"

She swayed on the recliner, as if something was missing from her mind.

This emotionally slow old woman felt a little sleepy. She slowly closed her eyes and put an extra blanket on her body.

As John walked out of Bathilda's house, he turned to take one last look at the house.

The house is dark and there is no light.

There is no reason to keep the old man's candlelight.

The child she picked up left.

"Magic fluctuation?"

John felt the magic fluctuations coming from his neighbor's house. Someone was fighting?

The unchangeable thing happened.

The sadness spread.

John stood outside the house, unable to recover for a long time.

Grindelwald escaped.

He fled Godric's Hollow.

On this night, Al's dream was shattered.

A girl named Ariana cannot escape her fate.

The storm swept across, starting from the age of six and ending at the age of fourteen.

The white flower stays in front of beauty for a moment.

John sighed, turned around and left here.



Ariana's funeral is held.

It was a quiet funeral without too many guests.

The girl's brothers looked at the tombstone erected next to their mother's grave.

Last night, Aberforth only told Al one thing.

"I hate you, and so does Ariana."

These words left an incurable scar on Al's heart.

It was his luring the wolf into the house that made this tragedy happen.

John's words came back to mind.

Does the invisibility cloak bring freedom or escape?

With trembling hands, he wanted to touch the tombstone that was as white as jade.

"Don't touch her!" Aberforth punched Argot on the nose angrily like an angry goat.

The nose is dripping with blood.

Aberforth clenched his fists and stared at Al with red eyes.

Al said nothing, silently wiping away the nosebleed with the back of his hand.

A drop of rain hit the tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy rain fell from the sky.

The soil was wet and the small pits were filled with rainwater.

With one foot in the puddle, he held an umbrella and quietly looked at the two brothers in the cemetery.

In the hazy rain, the two outlines were blurred.

Stepping through the rain, I walked to the tombstone.

Al slowly raised his head, his white hair in stark contrast to the black umbrella.

"Your escape will create your first regret."

When John spoke, a sharp knife was stabbed into Al's heart.

Yes, if I didn’t want to leave, nothing would happen.

Joel faced his own heart.

Are you really doing it for Ariana?

During his dealings with Gale, he kept convincing himself.

I do it for the wizard and my sister.

He chose the invisibility cloak so that his sister could go out.

But what about the facts?

Al doesn’t want to be bound, he wants to be a free-flying bird.

I want to go to Europe and show my talents to the world like my classmates.

I want to change the world like Gale.

Everything is your own.

Al's eyes were filled with tears or rain.

John looked up calmly and looked at the tombstone.

Aberforth tried to stop him, but John kicked him away.

"Go away, you loser who can't even protect your own sister!"

John kicked Aberforth directly into the mud.

He took out his wand and tapped on the tombstone.

There are pure white flowers blooming under the tombstone.

John raised his eyelids, turned to Al and said: "Take out your wand, Dumbledore."

He raised his wand and pointed it at Al, who was drenched in water.

Repeated: "Albus Dumbledore."

Al looked up in disbelief, as if he didn't understand why he was like this.

John told him with practical actions, raising his wand.

With a wave of the magic wand, Al flew out as if he was hit by a galloping wild horse.

He finally understood that John wanted to teach him a lesson.

John waved his wand again, and Aberforth's body was **** with a rusty fence.

"Beat me or he dies."

His younger brother's life was threatened, and Al finally stopped giving up on himself.

He stood up, drew his wand, and shot a spell at John.

With a gentle wave of John's wand, the curse was bounced to Aberforth's feet.

"Use your full strength to show me why you think you can change the world?" John snapped.

Al gritted his teeth and waved his wand at John.

But every time, John could block the spell.

Al uses transformation, and John turns a tombstone into a big dog, which Al uses transformation to swallow.

Crushing in all directions, John held an umbrella in one hand and waved a wand in the other.

He is like an upgraded version of Al, who can defeat Al in every aspect.

Finally, John shot out a ray of silver light, leaving a **** mark on Al's face that was deep enough to see the bones.

The blood dripped down the rain, and John looked at the embarrassed Al indifferently.

"You can't change anything, Dumbledore."

Al fell to his knees in defeat. He looked at his hands and his wand fell in the distance.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness and frustration arose from his heart.

"It turns out that I am... so small."

"By the way, I remember your nose is crooked."

Al raised his head, a fist enlarged in front of his eyes.

This is not Aberforth's fist, but John's fist.

With that punch, Al flew back, and his nose clicked.

broken.



Chapter 521 Hello, Knockturn Alley

Big drops of rain fell.

John showed up at Ariana's funeral and beat up both brothers.

what happened to him?

He was dealing with the follow-up matters and came to bully the future great wizard.

As for the final punch...

After all, Dumbledore's nose is crooked, isn't it?

"Sleep well, Ariana."

John held the tombstone and whispered softly.

His wand lit up with white light, and the memories of the two Dumbledores were erased, erasing the evidence of John's existence.

"You run so fast, Gale."

Looking up at the sky, John originally wanted to ask Gale to clean up.

As a result, Gale had already run away overnight.

John couldn't find a hidden wizard either.

He was a little depressed and waved his wand to make an explosion.

When Al came to his senses, blood was flowing from his nose, and he looked up at Aberforth, who was waving his fist in anger.

Al silently endured all this. These are what he should bear.

It’s my younger brother’s strength. When did he become so strong?

Did you break your nose with one punch?

He touched his crooked nose and had some doubts.