Chapter 327 Return, Blood Alliance
At a London subway station, Dumbledore held onto the handrail and walked all the way to a cafe outside Downing Street.
Dumbledore was stirring his coffee in the cafe.
A man in a smart suit appeared beside him.
"Is this the cafe you often come to?" Grindelwald asked.
"No, perhaps not so often," Dumbledore replied with a smile.
Grindelwald sat down and the waiter next to him brought him a cup of coffee.
Dumbledore opened his hand, revealing the ornament wrapped around it.
“Sometimes I often think about how it feels like when it’s still around my neck.”
Grindelwald looked at it, then returned his gaze to Dumbledore.
"After all, I have carried it for so many years. How does it feel to carry it?"
"Perhaps we can free each other." Dumbledore sat up and moved closer to Grindelwald.
"Our Muggle friends are really talkative, but I have to admit, they make pretty good coffee."
When Grindelwald heard that Dumbledore wanted to dissolve the blood pact, he was unwilling. He picked up the coffee, took a sip, and looked around.
"What you are trying to do now is crazy!" Dumbledore looked at him solemnly.
"This was something we had agreed to accomplish together!"
When talking about his ideals, Grindelwald was not afraid of Dumbledore's gaze.
"Because I was too young, and too..." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"Unwavering, to me, to us." Grindelwald's eyes began to show aggressiveness.
"No, I took part in it only because..." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "because I once loved you."
"Yes." Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"But that's not why you got involved. You proposed it. We can reshape the world. This is our birthright."
The two fell into silence, and the tension between them grew stronger.
"Can you smell it? This stench." Grindelwald's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs.
"Are you really going to betray your own kind for these animals?"
The surroundings began to turn pure white.
"I will destroy their world with or without you, Albus." Grindelwald pouted.
"Enjoy your afternoon tea."
Grindelwald stood up and left, but the pure white cafe around him was already burning.
"Fuck! Why did he set the fire?"
The flames of the King of the Deep burned the dragon that weaved dreams, cutting off the burning pure white thread.
Aiden brings Dumbledore back to the real world from the dream.
"Look, I've already said that it's useless to persuade him. When the time comes, we can gather more people and find a place to surround him and bury him."
Seeing Dumbledore looking downcast, Aiden went over and patted him on the back, the blood oath in his hand becoming more entangled.
On the other side, in Nurmengard Castle, Grindelwald woke up from his dream on the sofa.
"Dream? Prewett has this ability. I want to get him more and more." Grindelwald rubbed his temple.
There was a flash of space, and Credence led three people into the gate of Nurmengard.
Grindelwald pushed open the door and smiled at the bag in Credence's hand.
"Go down." Credence lowered his head slightly and instructed the people behind him.
Grindelwald took the bag from him and took out the unicorn from it.
"I heard it's special." Credence asked.
"It's more than special, see."
Grindelwald leaned back slightly so that Credence could see the Qilin in his arms.
"See its eyes? These eyes can see everything. When Qilin is born, a new leader will rise and change the world."
Grindelwald looked at the Qilin in his arms affectionately.
"Her birth will change everything. You've done a great job."
Grindelwald changed the position of the Qilin in his arms and reached out to touch Credence's face.
Credence took a step back in fear.
"Go down," said Grindelwald.
Then, in the empty square, Grindelwald looked at Kirin expectantly, hoping that he would choose him.
However, Kirin kept turning his head away, and Grindelwald showed an impatient look.
Holding the Kirin in his arms, Grindelwald cut the Kirin's neck.
The flowing blood connects to the deep world, relying on the power of the most ancient king of the deep world - life.
He saw the shadow of Dumbledore, and Grindelwald bit his lip.
Inside the castle, Queenie covered her mouth and quietly stepped away.
In Hogsmeade, Newt takes Theseus to the Hog's Head Inn.
Pushing open the door, they saw a drunken dragon complaining to Aberforth.
"Your cup is too dirty. It's obviously cursed, you lazy bastard." The dragon held up the cup and cast a cleaning spell on it.
Aberforth sighed helplessly. After all, he was the one who tricked him into drinking, and he was too embarrassed to throw him out.
"Wake up quickly." Newt took out a spell to sober Aiden up.
But when the spell fell on Aiden, it was distorted by his magic power and had no effect at all.
"You are here to see my brother." Aberforth looked at Newt and Theseus.
"Uh we're here to see Albus Dumbledore."
Newt lifted Aiden up and took out his notebook to write down not to give him alcohol.
"He is my brother. Go upstairs and turn left." Aberforth ignored the two of them and continued to wipe the mirror.
"Did Newt tell you why he brought you here?" Dumbledore asked in the room.
"Should he tell me?" Theseus looked at Newt, who was tormenting Aiden, with some confusion.
"No, ha ha." Dumbledore laughed.
"Resurrect quickly!" He took out his wand and cast a spell on Aiden.
"Hmm." Long shuddered and came to his senses.
"There's something we... Dumbledore wants to talk to you about." Newt waved his hand.
Dumbledore stepped forward, took out the Bloody Oath and showed it to Theseus.
"Do you know what this is?"
"Well, Newt got it in Paris. I don't have much experience, but I guess it might be some kind of blood contract?" Theseus was a little uncertain.
"Yes." Dumbledore turned his gaze towards the blood alliance.
"Whose blood is that?" Theseus asked.
"Me, and Grindelwald." Dumbledore showed his inner vulnerability.
"Huh." Theseus put one hand on his waist and scratched his mouth with three fingers of his other hand.
"So this is why you can't fight Grindelwald?" Theseus waved his hand.
"Yes, and he can't fight me either." Dumbledore was still looking at the blood alliance.
"Can I ask...why?" Theseus opened his eyes wide.
"Love, arrogance, innocence, choose one." Dumbledore said self-deprecatingly.
"We were young and wanted to change the world, and this pledge ensured that we would not change our minds."
Dumbledore's smile was somewhat sweet but more sad, and the memory of a summer vacation was connected with the rest of his life.
