A fat man singing?
Harry seemed to have some impression, it seems to be Luciano Pavarotti, right? The excerpt is called "Women Are Changeable."
What does Godfather mean by this? Is he reminding me that Vivi is also changeable?
Not entirely impossible...
Harry was struggling inside, he remembered Godfather's earnest teachings, but just as he was about to say something, he found that Godfather had already hung up the phone.
No...
Forget it.
Since Godfather can't give any reasonable advice, Harry feels he can only rely on himself.
It's not a big deal if he takes a few rounds of Ancient Magic Spell, a small matter.
However, what Harry didn't expect was that besides Vivi, there was another uninvited guest at Hogwarts this time.
In the Headmaster's Office, two old men with gray beards sat facing each other.
"Long time no see, Al." Gellert winked mischievously at Dumbledore.
"I certainly didn't expect you to come to Hogwarts at this time." Dumbledore asked with a smile: "Did you come with Vivi?"
"Can't I come by myself?" Gellert retorted.
Dumbledore chuckled and said to him, "Unless Vivi wants to bring you over, otherwise, I don't think you can leave Austria—after all, to this day, you are still Austria's criminal."
"What criminal!" Gellert waved his hand in refutation, "It's just a bit of frost, my sister is unwilling to clear my name, so I can only keep transforming myself..."
"Vivi's concerns are correct." Dumbledore nodded and said, "You made huge waves in Europe back then, causing an extremely bad influence... Being imprisoned in Nimongard Castle is already a very good ending, I can't imagine how hurt the people you've affected would be if you were acquitted one day—like Theseus, and Newt, do you remember? You killed Theseus' fiancée, Lita Lestrange."
Upon hearing this name, Gellert rolled his eyes and gagged.
Hearing this name, he felt a bit disgusted.
That woman was just too abstract, no matter what, Gellert couldn't imagine her doing that back then in Père Lachaise Cemetery...
Who gave her the courage?
"I was merely defending myself." Gellert reaffirmed, "If I wanted to do something to the Scamander Brothers, relying on that silly woman Lestrange wouldn't have blocked my will!"
The two remained silent for a moment.
To outsiders, it might be hard to believe, although Gellert was the European Vinegar King 1.0, he didn't necessarily want Newt dead.
You could even say, he spared Newt for the sake of Dumbledore, to avoid being nagged by him whenever he saw him.
Dumbledore knew this very clearly too.
"Then," Dumbledore resumed, "I still believe your sister's actions are completely correct and very mature..."
Gellert let out a snort.
Mature?
That woman?
Just after a few days as Austria's behind-the-scenes Minister of Magic, she couldn't wait to push for a Germany-Austria merger, and even gave the Germans some irresistible reasons.
Gellert didn't think Vivi was mature, he actually thought his sister was even crazier than him, her brother.
If Vivi hadn't traveled back then, perhaps by now, at least in the Magic World, the whole of Europe would have been completely unified.
"Oh." Dumbledore didn't respond to the snort but asked Gellert, "Forgot to ask you, what brings you to Hogwarts this time?"
"Of course, there's something." Gellert said with a smile, "I'm planning to attend the Christmas Ball and invite you to dance... How do you feel about it?"
Dumbledore folded his hands on the table and replied with a smile, "It's a nice suggestion, but allow me to refuse..."
"Why?" Gellert raised his eyebrows and asked.
Although his reaction wasn't big, he was in a pretty bad mood now.
Being rejected is never a cheerful thing.
"Personally, I would be happy to dance with you at the Christmas party, but the problem is..." Dumbledore smiled and said, "Abufosi will also be at this Christmas party, and he can fully recognize who you are... If you don't want him to ruin your mood, I think you need to handle him first..."
"You mean?" Gellert's face showed a Tom cat's naughty smile: "To deal with him..."
Saying this, Gellert made a slicing motion on his neck with his finger.
The meaning was clear—to get rid of Abufosi!
Dumbledore's face dropped at once, and his gaze towards Gellert took on a bit of displeasure.
"I need to remind you, Gellert!" Dumbledore said sternly, "I've already lost a sister, I don't want to lose a brother again!"
"Alright, alright, I'm just joking—" Gellert raised both hands, making a standard French gesture, "Then tell me, what should I do?"
When saying this, Gellert was still snorting silently inside.
You lost a sister?
You lost your sister, it wasn't my Magic Spell that hit her...
If I hadn't left decisively back then and took the blame, you'd have lived your life under the shadow of personally killing your sister...
Besides, if Abufosi, that goat kid could be a bit more honest and less noisy, would Ariana suddenly have a Mormon attack?
"If you don't mind," Dumbledore extended a finger, "you could disguise as an old lady..."
Before finishing the sentence, Gellert stood up and slammed both hands on the table with a bang.