Neither Hathaway Romanov, Madame Rosie nor Igor Karkaroff made any attacks after Tiera appeared.

Madame Rosie and Igor Karkaroff were too hungry, and Hathaway Romanov—

He didn't seem to give up the attack completely, but leaned halfway on the tree trunk, like a cold poisonous snake, carefully observing Tiera.

Mrs. Rosie was the first to stand up. Although she looked extremely weak now, she still straightened her waist and looked at Tiera calmly.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Rosie asked indifferently.

"I'm Alpha, I'm Omega. I'm the beginning, I'm the end. I'm the beginning, I'm the end..." Tiera said with a smile, "I'm..."

"Chaos..." said Mrs. Rosier. After speaking, Mrs. Rosier seemed to relax all of a sudden, as if her strength was taken away, she leaned back on the tree trunk, her eyes His defense disappeared, and he asked kindly and weakly:

"Can you...can you show me?"

"Are you serious?" Tiera raised her eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you afraid of going crazy?"

"I...I've also...I've been in..." Having said that, Mrs. Rosie took off the glove on her left hand, which was an overly shriveled and old The left hand, but this is not the most noticeable. When Tiera's eyes fell on Mrs. Rosie's left hand, his eyes narrowed and he saw something that was very familiar to him——

Four mysterious runes and a skeletonized pinky finger.

After staring at Mrs. Rosie's left hand for a while, Tiera seemed to understand why Mrs. Rosie was digging her own grave. Obviously, Mrs. Rosie wanted to confirm one other thing besides her own life and death. .

Tiera pushed the thick book in her left hand into the air, letting it levitate there, and then stretched out her left hand from the shadow of her sleeve—

Almost the same ossified little finger and mysterious runes on the other four fingers as Mrs. Rosie.

"Yes, it's you!" Mrs. Rosie said excitedly, weakly and relieved, "Our savior... our Messiah..."

Tiera tilted her head suspiciously, then looked straight into Mrs. Rosie's eyes—

"Spying" or Legilimency, Tiera gradually found that memory from Mrs. Rosie's mind—

"At that time... I was still young..." Mrs. Rosie, who was leaning against the tree trunk, said weakly, with a smile on her face, and followed Tiera's photo bit by bit. The goddess recalled the situation when he and Gellert Grindelwald met for the first time——

"I was young then..." Mrs. Rosie, "just graduated from Durmstrang, and a few of my good sisters and I, despite the dissuasion of our parents, sneaked across the border of the Ministry of Magic and went to Muggle world play..."

Through Mrs. Rosie's eyes, Tiera saw her past—

Mrs. Rosie, or Venda Gaultier Rosie, graduated from Durmstrang in 1914, when she was just a red-and-green and a lover of Muggle makeup. The naive girl, the sixteen-year-old Venda Rosier was born into a prestigious family in the French magic world, the Rosier family. Louise Sani Rosier was a special alchemist at the German Ministry of Magic, and her uncle Sviatoslav Hernandez was Minister of Magic at the time.

After graduating from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Venda Rosier, who grew up in a honeypot, did not rush to make a living like other graduates, but gathered a few like-minded sisters and quietly crossed France The boundaries set by the Ministry of Magic, prepare for a trip that says go—

They even bought a French Muggle travel manual through the smugglers in the French magic circle a year in advance, from the sunny Seine River, to the rich collection of the Louvre, and the majestic and magnificent. Notre Dame de Paris, the splendid Palace of Versailles, the sunflower-blooming Provence... All of these are attracting a few innocent young girls to explore, but——

"But that year... the First World War broke out..." Venda Rosie said, and as she spoke, a panicked expression climbed up her cheeks, as if herself Going back to that time, as if I was back in 1914, as if I was back in that nightmarish sixteen--

Venda Rosie did not see the Louvre, nor did she see the sunny Seine River and Provence full of sunflowers, she saw the war——

Not long after she graduated, the First World War broke out. Almost as soon as she and her sister left the house, they were swept away by the excited troops and displaced refugees. Venda Rosie was taken to the forefront of the Marne-Versailles defense line. , where she did not see the splendid Versailles Palace in her dream, where she only saw blood, only saw the broken arm, only saw the smoke of gunpowder, only saw brutality and death——

"I thought I was going to die there..." muttered Mrs. Rosie, "I thought I was going to die there... just like the countless people who died there. Muggle-like...no name, maybe not even my limbs...my parents will never find me, I'll be reduced to ashes under the cannon and smoke.. ....but...but that's when I met him..."

When Venda Rosier first met Gellert Grindelwald, she thought he must be a lunatic, or a fool.

The handsome man with dazzling blond hair was dressed in a Prussian officer's uniform, and he strolled in the courtyard, as if he were walking in the smoke-filled battlefield in his own courtyard.

When a cannonball hit him, he didn't dodge or dodge, and let the cannonball hit his feet. After the smoke cleared, he, who should have been blown to pieces, smiled and appeared spotlessly in the original place. Land, tsk tsk admiration, and then move on.

At that time, Venda Rosie thought that this man was really handsome——

But the skull is also designated to be sick.

But still handsome

Sixteen-year-old Venda Rosier just stared at Gellert Grindelwald, looked at... looked at...

It was discovered by Grindelwald—

"Beautiful lady." Gellert Grindelwald ran in front of Venda Rosie in a shape change, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

"In the beginning, I hoped that he would take me home..." Mrs. Rosie said, "He also agreed... We chatted with each other on the way home."

"But when I got home..." Mrs. Rosie said with a smile on her face, "But when I got home, I didn't want to go home...I left a letter to my parents...with Mr. Grindelwald traveled Europe."

"I went with him... across mountains, across rivers, across battlefields and seas of fire... He explained his theories to me, he showed me the suffering of the world... We were like a pair of people walking in the world. Like a god, aloof and personable." Mrs. Rosie continued with a smile.

"At the end of the journey..." said Mrs. Rosie, "he said he wanted to tell me something, just when I thought he was going to tell me... He took my hand and came to a strange book Hall…”

"Then he printed this for me..." Mrs. Rosie stroked the mysterious runes on her four fingers, "and then temporarily gave me the future he saw—"

"That's the existence that I can't understand, it's the mixed smoke of no color and different colors, it's a void and a fullness, it's Alpha, it's Omega, it's the beginning~lightnovelpub.net~ It's the end , that is the beginning, that is the end..." Mrs. Rosie said, "that is chaos..."

"But after I woke up... my little finger disappeared..." Mrs. Rosie raised her hand and said, "then he seemed to be a different person... Tell me that my left hand is the stigmata, that I am him The proof of the first saint...he wants me to follow him to change the world..."

"And then he told me..." Mrs. Rosie continued, "if he fails, let me go to this... let me go to the Chaos I just saw from his prophecy, let me go to the chaos that I have The same left-handed person..."

"He said...that is the hope of everything..." Mrs. Rosie said finally firmly, "that is our fire, our savior, our Messiah..."

After reading Mrs. Rosie's memory, Tiera nodded silently.

——Until now, Tierra finally said the sentence "Give you permission, give you my name, my image, my subordinates" said by Gellert Grindelwald on the Nurmengard Tower tomorrow is What's the meaning.

"I see..." Tiera said, and then suddenly paused—

Speaking of...

Am I almost brainwashing Hermione with this routine?

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