Chapter 6 Successful Assassination
Chapter 6 Successful Assassination
He stood in front of my bed, leaning over slightly, his white hair fluttering slightly behind him.He cupped my cheek with his thin, pale, skeletal fingers.
He is the vampire who visits at midnight, and it is my sovereign, Gellert Grindelwald.
He leaned slightly, approached, and let his dark lips breathe gently in my ear.
"Do me a favor, okay?" His hands grabbed my hair, and his fingers slowly coiled between them, as if caressing and controlling. "Tomorrow, help me guide Dumbledore to Charing Cross Road. I know you can, can't you?"
He squinted his eyes slightly, revealing that little bit of tenderness and hidden beast-like light, which seemed to be the mysterious request for his lover.
He knows I'm obsessed with him.Of course, I admire him so much, cherish the slight shaking of every hair tip of him, collect his eyes, and savor his breath.He is my god.
My god commands me to push my love into the abyss.
His hair swept over my eyeballs, sparking a sourness.The self-protection of the eyes made my eyes red, and the tears flowed slowly.He watched me carefully, pinched my chin, pointed his slender fingers at the corners of my eyes, slowly slid across the traces of tears, and then slowly hugged my trembling head.
"Why are you crying, Affric? Are you reluctant to part with Dumbledore?" His hand lingered casually on my eyes again, "I know he is your relative, but you have me, isn't it enough?" Is it? I raised you up, and I have given you so much, isn't it better than the little blood connection between Dumbledore and you?"
I looked deeply at his strange, gorgeous and intoxicating eyes, and said hoarsely, "I see."
He let go of me, walked away slowly with a smile, and stood up.
"You have grown up, my heir."
he left.
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I don't understand why he came to Godric's Hollow, after all, he didn't come to give me a task.
I think, he is here to see his old lover for the last time, or to check whether my pawn can still be used by him,
In fact, he doesn't have to worry, I will not betray him, because he is my king, and he is the cub in his hand.I have already been tamed by him.
I cannot escape his will.
But, my beloved uncle, Albus Dumbledore, how should I put the friendship I have with you?
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It's easy, let Dumbledore go to Charing Cross Road, just make an excuse to let him accompany me to buy a book, and we stand on this street with ease.
Dumbledore was wearing Muggle clothes in high spirits, looking like an ordinary Muggle man.He just held his wand in a vacant grip, even tapping it casually to the rhythm of the waltz.
I greeted with dread the coming tragedy.
It didn't occur to me that it wasn't Grindelwald, not a saint, not Dumbledore's opponent, not even a wizard; Grindelwald was undoubtedly successful, and Dumbledore didn't even notice when the bullets went flying This little butcher's knife for Muggles.
The great Dumbledore was naturally not aware of the Muggle attack, but I knew it, and I saw the gunman raise his hand.Gun, bullets fly out of the magazine.
Dumbledore's chest was spattered with blood, and his suit jacket was gradually soaked.He gradually fell down in front of me.
Great Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, you have rewarded me with a colossal taunt.
Albus Dumbledore, the savior of the wizarding world, was severely injured by Muggle attacks on the streets of England, and his life and death were uncertain.
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