691 Competency: Point the way to upcoming problems
Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 697 Time Magic Hall, Anton stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the vines of the Elephant Vine that were climbing on the third floor of his house at No. 11 Grimmauld Place.
In the far corner, Pedro dragged a single sofa over, sunk deep into it, and lit another cigar.
Carrying everything in the past on his back, the shouts that filtered through the long river of time, all the memories, emotions, and wills weighed heavily on his heart, so heavy that it made him crazy and collapse.
Only tobacco and alcohol can numb his mind.
For humans, a cigar can't smoke more than the lungs, but for a fairy creature like him, everything is just right.
As long as he travels back to the Age of Discovery and plunders a large cargo ship full of cigars that is about to sink into the ocean, it will be enough for him to use for a long time.
He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled sadly.
Pedro pursed his lips, his nose twitched, he squinted his eyes and shook his head, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
Pedro spread out his hand holding the cigar, his face full of self-mockery and not the slightest bit proud.
He sneered, stuffed the cigar into his mouth tremblingly, took a deep breath, raised his head, and blinked hard to prevent the moisture from dripping from his eyes.
Slowly blow out the smoke, silent.
He just raised his head like this,
Pedro raised his head and stared at Anton,
He laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. He stretched out two fingers and said happily,
Pedro cursed and threw away the cigar in his hand, crushed the cigarette butt with his shoe angrily, then walked slowly to the room just now, carrying a bottle of liquor.
He opened it vigorously and poured a glass for Anton, but he drank directly from the bottle.
Tons tons tons.
Pedro looked at Anton with red eyes,
He sniffed hard,
"My fairy clan,
Haha, the history I carry is like a joke, and there is no hope of resurrection!"
Anton was stunned for a moment and looked at him doubtfully,
Pedro took a sip of wine, staggered back to the sofa, threw his body into the sofa, and muttered,
"Tom Riddle should have died, Gellert Grindelwald should have died
Those who should have died, Albus Dumbledore should have died, Nico Flamel should have died, Severus Snape should have died..."
Pedro's voice became a little hoarse and he looked up at Anton.
His voice was full of grievances,
Tons tons tons...
Pedro smiled mockingly,
Anton looked at Pedro silently, picked up the wine glass from the table and took a sip. The spicy taste hit his stomach warmly.
He found a sofa and sat down, stared at Pedro's figure, and said softly,
Pedro raised his head and looked at Anton blankly,