The recent weather has suddenly become moody.

Tomorrow evening was still a clear day. Just after midnight, the moonlight was covered by heavy clouds and rain. In a villa in the suburbs of Scotland, the situation was even more strange. It was midnight and there was no light in the room. There was no flame burning in the fireplace.

　　 There is darkness here.

　　 Occasionally, frantic electric lights flashed by, illuminating the room.

　　 The blood is mottled and scattered.

　　 is not a human room, but a dwelling of some kind of beast.

　　 If you see the python head on the window sill, you won’t even feel that there is any contradiction.

　　 will only feel scared.

　　 But Nagini is flustered now.

　　 Today is the day of the full moon patrol. Even if she has left the dark forest and cannot gain any benefits, she has not forgotten this day, but today is a little different.

　　 She can feel the anxiety from another soul. Although the blood curse will make the cursed person have two souls, the animal soul will slowly wear away the human soul. Nagini is a special case.

　　 She has an irresistible obsession, so she has reached a delicate balance with the animal soul.

　　 It’s just that the dominant snake is the snake also called Nagini.

　　 But this kind of anxiety...

　　 Is it...

　　Nagini didn't even dare to think about the terrible result, that person was just like a nightmare.

　　 She stared at the moon hidden behind the dark clouds, and even felt that the faint moonlight was extremely dazzling.

　　 "——!"

　　 There was a wailing in the soul, which was waved from the soul of the snake. The whole body of the snake twitched because of pain, and gradually got together, tangled until the end, a beautiful woman appeared on the sofa.

　　 It's rare to be released by that snake, Nagini didn't feel happy, but scared.

　　 No matter how kind the snake is, it simply can't stand the pressure from the moonlight, so I let myself stop it.

　　 This extremely keen feeling can only be felt by the lives of those who have participated in the patrol in the dark forest, otherwise the screaming noise would have been heard upstairs now.

　　 Nagini hates the man with the snake tongue, but it can't stop the control of the snake tongue, so as a person who shares his body, Nagini can't do anything.

　　 But if that man could kill Dumbledore as he said, then Nagini would be willing to be driven by him.

　　 But these are all later things. What is more important now is that she wants to know what happened in the dark forest. Is it really the man who came back?

　　 She stood by the window, opened the window, jumped out, and jumped onto a giant tree by the surrounding buildings.

　　 Standing on a high place, it seems to be a little bit away from the moon.

　　 That is an incomparably pure white moon!

　　 In Nagini's gaze, in the praise of all life in the dark forest, in the continuous sound of moonlight sonata, that pure white moon fell from the sky, and dropped its great gift.

Like the water flooded, like the light breaking through, the rainstorm stopped abruptly in the place where the bright rays of light passed, the dark clouds all retreated, the thunder and lightning disappeared without a trace, and even the whistling wind stopped and no longer blew. Move Nagini's hair.

　　 Illuminate all beings.

　　 Everything around became extremely quiet, even the crickets' calls disappeared without a trace, and even Nagini's previous flustered mood suddenly settled down.

　　 no longer fear and panic, just enjoy this rare quiet and peace, and this gentle moonlight.

　　 This silence only lasted for a moment.

　　 The figure of the man in the memory suddenly began to become clear, and the sound of the piano came from her ears, but it was like a church bell, and it struck her mentally.

　　 This kind of power, this kind of breath, this familiar feeling, Nagini's hand trembles unconsciously, resisting the thought of kneeling down, and leaping off the top of the tree like fleeing for his life, sneaking back into the house.

　　 Then he threw the dominance back to the snake.

　　 At the same time, in the distant dark forest, the tour began to come to an end.

　　 Grindelwald finished playing the last accent, ending the event.

　　 As soon as he withdrew his hand, the piano in front of him was completely disintegrated because of the huge amount of magic he had previously endured. Of course, he had endured three full moonlight sonatas played by Grindelwald himself. This piano is also considered good.

　　 It’s also good here.

　　 He originally thought that those partners back then would have a miserable life, so he came to have a look, and now that they are living well, then he is relieved.

　　 "Are you leaving again?"

　　 Ilsa flew up, her figure is no longer so rickety, the gift of the full moon cruise has given her a little bit of life extension, so now her spirit has improved a lot.

　　 "Don't look like that, Ilsa, I'm just going back to where I live now. You live a good life here. If I were here, there would be no happiness in this forest."

　　 Living under pressure, how can there be any happiness?

　　 This is the truth he has summed up after living in Newmontgard for so many years~lightnovelpub.net~ People, it is better to be carefree.

　　 "Master, you have changed." Ilsa said boldly: "You are more and more like us now."

　　 "Perhaps this is the trace of the passage of time... No need to worry." Grindelwald patted Ilsa on the shoulder: "What did we start the war for?"

　　 "It is for us to have a better life and home."

　　 "Now, don't you already have it?"

Grindelwald withdrew his hand and looked at the wizards and dark creatures in the jungle before him in his spare time: "This is the paradise of the dark wizards. We don't need to mix with other people's things and let those young people go. Go ahead, Ilsa, you and I are old."

　　 He explored the space in front of him--not Apparition, but a new method he had learned from autism for so many years in the tower--after all, he had lost his wand and could only find another way.

　　 Fortunately, this new method is still good.

　　 "If you really want to see me, you can come to see me in Newmontgard, I think, none of the white wizards guarding over there dare to stop you."

　　 Ilsa was not talking, but she bent down her already rickety waist and signaled goodbye.

　　 She is a subject of Grindelwald and will always only follow the master's decision and will.

　　 After Grindelwald walked into the space hole, Ilsa straightened up, turned around and raised the cane in her hand.

　　 The master has left the gift, then, the time for jubilation is next.