Chapter 440 "Albus' World of Transfiguration"

"Hey, Anton."

The big stone clanged, and he straightened his calf, and sat beside the table, allowing his eyes to rest on Anton.

"Hey, Stone."

Anton gently put down his wand and looked at him with interest.

"Maybe you shouldn't call me a stone. I have a name. Well, what do you think of the term 'Eternal One'?"

"Stone... Eternal?" Anton thought for a while, then nodded with a smile, "It feels very wise."

Anna put down the machine in her hand, took off her monocle, and walked over curiously, "Wow, this stone can talk."

"Of course, of course." Stone waved his arms, and his mouth shook, revealing his teeth with rock patterns, "Everything has its own spirituality, this lovely and beautiful lady."

"Merlin's beard!" Aberforth walked in with a look of surprise, "I've lived a hundred years, and I've never seen such...so..."

"It's because you are illiterate, Aberforth. Brother Ni once said that, reading makes people knowledgeable." Grindelwald said behind him.

"Oh ho ho ho..." Aberforth sneered, "It's ridiculous, I have completed seven years of study at Hogwarts!"

Grindelwald pursed his lips and nodded, his eyelids slightly raised, "But it is said that every subject is graded as a 'troll'?"

"Shit!"

Aberforth stood up and grabbed Grindelwald's collar viciously, "Listen, you disgusting people who think you know a lot, our Dumbledore family has the most powerful wizard blood in the world, I am here During school, I was so strong that no one dared to challenge me to a duel."

Grindelwald nodded solemnly, "I don't like reading, I like dueling, standard Gryffindor."

"I've put up with you for a long time, Grindelwald." Aberforth narrowed his eyes, "It's all because of you! Because of your ambition, my sister died, and my son died."

"Everyone will die."

Aberforth's eyes widened, he lifted his hands vigorously, and looked at him incredulously, "What did you say?!!!"

Grindelwald sighed, "Don't you know that you have lived for so many years? It is because of the "Secrecy Act" that Ariana encountered those things, and finally became a silent person. Your father also became famous because of the "Secrecy Act". You will be imprisoned in Azkaban and eventually die in prison. Your mother's death is even more unjust, because it was implicated by the influence of the "Secrecy Act."

"Your brother and your sons, the two Dumbledores, both fought to overthrow the Secrecy Act, do you think it was because of my incitement?" Grindelwald's eyes were dark and sincere, "No, if If there is no flame in the heart, it will not cause a prairie fire."

"People in our time will die either because of the Secrecy Act or because of the Secrecy Act, and they will all die. It just depends on the meaning of death."

Aberforth was panting heavily, his gray hair and long beard were shaking vigorously, obviously out of breath, "How dare you mention Ariana! Especially with this disgusting face, I can't wait to see you now Just break your nose!"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, pulled out the Elder Wand from his pocket, and put it gently in Aberforth's arms, "Aberforth, you should remember that I sincerely regarded Ariana as my own back then. Sister, treat you as my younger brother, although you don't appreciate it."

"Your son died young because he was an obscurity. This should not be attributed to me."

"Now, the wand is here, let us explore the depths of memory, if I killed Ariana, you can kill me now."

"Ha~" Aberforth sneered, and swept the Elder Wand in his arms onto the table.

"My brother belittled me and said I was ignorant, but remember, Gellert, just because I don't like the subjects at school doesn't mean I don't understand magic."

"No one can restore history. Remembrance can only read thoughts. What Veritaserum hears are memories distorted by self-emotion. Everything in our memory has long been changed because of all prejudices, and that Because of the powerful magic power of you and Albus, this memory can no longer be returned through magic!"

"All the past is hidden in the fog of history, and there is no way to pry into it anymore."

"In fact, there is still a way." The corner of Grindelwald's mouth curled up. "The time transformer can't spy on the truth, but the true record on the long river of time can never be changed. It is deep in everyone's memory."

"As far as I know, the only person in this world who can do this is Pedro, the only surviving 'Time and Memory Acquisition Collector and Traveler' of the Fairy Clan."

"Of course, there is another person who has also learned to spy on real memories."

Grindelwald turned to look at Anton, "He!"

"he?"

Anton curiously picked up the Elder Wand, and was feeling the elation and joy that the wand gave him, when he suddenly saw the two old men staring at him, blinked blankly, and pointed at himself in a daze, " I?"

You talk about yours, why do you talk about me?

Grindelwald smiled slightly, "You have performed so well that you have never cared about what aspects of yourself you have accomplished that others cannot."

"As I said, Anton, you are the most special one."

Hey, don't say it, although I know that Lao Ge is very good at speaking, but being praised by such an awesome person is the most special one, and I am quite proud when I think about it.

Of course, Anton didn't want to do what Old Ge said.

If you really get involved in this kind of thing, there is something wrong with your own brain.

"I..." Seeing that the two people were listening to him, Anton's brain was running fast, "Maybe... well... we all know that the man is dead, so there is no need to think about who is right. In fact Dumbledore is with Ariana now, she has a life of her own."

"Death is a great adventure. Obviously the world of the dead is a new beginning. Only the living can remember the past."

"Right, it's all in the past. Ariana has come to a new world. She doesn't care so much about the right and wrong of the past world."

"Ha~" Aberforth sneered, "It doesn't hurt to talk while standing!"

Anton pursed his lips, "I'm sitting now..."

Seeing Aberforth's eyes widen, he could only sigh, "I've died once, and no one knows better than me what it's like to live in the past, believe me."

"No!" Aberforth's attitude was particularly firm, "I don't care if the dead don't care, I only care if the living care, I care, Albus cares, Gellert cares too!"

Yes, Grindelwald really cared, staring at Anton with burning eyes. In the past, it might be the best choice to be vague about who is right and who is wrong, but now it is the most important thing to know who is right and who is wrong. .

Things have changed, times have changed.

Depend on!

Anton shrank back, looked at these two people, and struggled with his words, "I can only see it myself, but no matter what I see, I don't think I can convince you all that what I said is true, right? "

Aberforth followed closely, "Then show us!"

this……

"I don't have that ability, you know, it's hard."

Grindelwald pointed to the wand in Anton's hand, "Maybe you can use it, it has magical powers that you can't even imagine."

"..."

What, don't force me.

Anton swallowed, and stood up abruptly, "This matter has nothing to do with me. You can find whoever you like, and I won't get involved!"

silence……

Everyone fell silent.

Aberforth looked at Anton blankly, "This matter is very important to me!"

"..."

Anton still didn't speak.

Seeing Anton's resolute attitude, Aberforth sighed, lowered his head in frustration, and muttered something like 'well, there's no need to know...'.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the manuscript on the table.

"Maybe..." His eyes lit up, "You're interested in Transfiguration?"

Anton looked at him blankly, could it be that Aberforth is also a master of Transfiguration? He just nodded obediently.

"In fact, he has sorted out Dumbledore's Transfiguration himself, and he doesn't need so much content. It's only a notebook with three or four pages." Aberforth smiled slightly, "Many people don't understand, In fact, many things don’t need so many long-winded speeches, and only need a few sentences to break it down.”

Anton nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, there is a famous saying in my hometown, 'True one word is passed on, but false ones are passed on to thousands of volumes'. In many industries involving hundreds of thousands of people, the most critical thing is just a sentence words, and often surprisingly simple."

"The name of this notebook is "Albus's World of Transfiguration", and it is the family's collection." Aberforth took a step closer, "I have always been keeping it."

wow~

Anton was moved.

"You mean, you can lend it to me?"

Aberforth nodded, "Or you can wait until I die before Dumbledore, so that he will donate all these family books to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Of course, if I died later than Dumbledore, the books would go to our offshoot, a branch of the Dumbledore family now living in Italy, so you might not see it."

ah this...

Anton kept telling himself that greed is the devil, he took a deep breath, looking at these two old men, he hesitated.

In the end, he let out a long sigh, well, the devil is the devil.

"Anna, let me use your smoke-breathing skull."

"Yeah." Anna, who had been standing quietly by her side, nodded lightly, and took out the 'Hookah Skull' from her satchel.

This is a magic prop, a hose connected to a skull, which can show others the picture in his mind, and there is also a line of German-"Für das Grere Wohl-1898" (for the greater good) engraved on his forehead.

(There are pictures)

Grindelwald stared blankly at the skull, then fell silent for a moment, then looked at Anna, "Are you from the Rozier family?"

Anna glanced at him suspiciously and nodded slightly.

Uh, sorry, there are only two chapters today.