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"Didn't I mention that?" Cord blinked. "Well, it's not too late to know now."
"Then I have to prepare a good gift." Kyle thought for a moment, "How about a whole box of aged oak barrel brandy?"
"If it was given to me, I would jump for joy." Code smacked his lips, "But normally, we don't give wine to a new wizard."
"Haha, just kidding." Kyle said with a smile, "I will prepare it carefully."
"Then I'll wait." Code also smiled. "By the way, I have an idea."
"what?"
"Would you like to be the godfather of my child?"
puff……
Kyle nearly spit out his drink.
"Are you serious?" Kyle looked at him incredulously. "How long have we known each other? Is this appropriate?"
"There's nothing inappropriate about it." Code said seriously, "In fact, I think you are a good person, and your future achievements will be limitless. I am willing to let you be the godfather of my child."
"Really?" Kyle raised his eyebrows. "But you advised me to change my career yesterday, saying that studying magic history has no future."
"That was just a drunken joke, don't take it seriously." Code waved his hand, "Besides, you may not always study those things."
"Well... let's talk about it later." Kyle looked at him and changed the subject: "By the way, have you chosen a name for the child? Do you need my help?"
"No, I'm up a long time ago," said Cord. "Call Henry, what do you think?"
"Very good," Kyle said. He had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had heard this name somewhere before, until he accidentally glanced at Code's hair.
The messy black hair looks like a bird's nest. It really should be smoothed out with some quick-smoothing hair spray.
"Wait..." Kyle suddenly thought of something and asked, "Cord, what's your last name?"
"You still don't know my last name?" Code said in surprise, seeming a little angry.
"sorry, I……"
"Listen, my name is Codport, and honestly, I think I should think carefully about letting you be the godfather of my child."
Kyle didn't hear a word of what he said next. If Cord's last name was Potter, then wouldn't his child be called...
Henry Potter.
Kyle finally knew where he had heard the name before, in a shop in Diagon Alley.
He had once bought a large amount of speedy hair spray there as a gift for Snape, and the name was printed on an old poster in the store.
Henry Potter, Fremont Potter…inventor of Potter's Speedy Smoothing Potion.
This is not the point. The point is that they are a father and son. Flemont is Henry's son. He later had a son named James, and this James married a Muggle-born girl, Lily Evans.
In other words, this unborn Henry is Harry Potter's great-grandfather.
tsk...
Kyle smacked his lips.
It’s hard to imagine, if he really became Henry’s godfather, what would Harry call him when he returned?
Oh yes, and Sirius, as Harry's godfather, he can't escape either.
……
(End of this chapter)
written request for leave
I was asked to go on a business trip for two days. I tried to throw a tantrum, but it didn't work. So I shamelessly asked for leave. _:(□`」∠):_
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 839: Blood Pact Made in the Barn
The relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was getting better and better, and it was common knowledge in Godric's Hollow.
Even in just a few days, the two had become inseparable, always studying magic and discussing ideals together. If you only saw one of them on the road, then there was no doubt that the other one was definitely nearby, you just hadn't seen him yet.
As for why they were outside, it was probably because of Aberforth. He and Dumbledore were quarreling more and more often. Anyone passing by Dumbledore's house at night could hear the roaring coming from inside.
Dumbledore seemed to feel that he was in the wrong and never argued too much with his younger brother. In simple terms, he would never fight back when beaten or scolded.
But Grindelwald was not so good-tempered. Because of this incident, he almost fought with Aberforth several times.
But in the end, Dumbledore stepped in in time and barely resolved the conflict.
Kyle learned all of this from the bar. He had never even left the bar. He heard all the news from other people.
Through the recent interactions, everyone who comes here knows that Kyle is a person who likes to listen to stories... or rather, all wizards who study the history of magic like to listen to stories. For example, when Bathilda Bagshot was a child, she always tried her best to ask adults about some rumors in the past.
But Kyle was different from Bathilda. He never picked and chose the types of stories. No matter if they were picture book stories handed down from the past or stories about daily life that happened around him yesterday, they were all fine. As long as he was happy listening to the stories, he would wave his hand and treat the storyteller to a glass of the best whiskey.
Three Sickles.
These people usually wouldn't be willing to drink such expensive wine, but now that someone is treating them for free, they are naturally very enthusiastic. After all, it's just a matter of paying more attention to what's happening around them, and it doesn't require any effort.
They were happy, and Kyle was happy too.
Grindelwald and Dumbledore have become more and more vigilant recently, and he was almost discovered several times before... Now he only needs to spend a little money to get the information he wants without exposing himself. Why not do it?
It was just a few Sickles. Even if he invited everyone, it would not cost more than three Galleons. The ones sponsored by Holicen alone were enough for him to squander for two months.
"If you ask me, they're going to have a fight sooner or later." Corder sat in his familiar seat, drinking and sighing, "This afternoon, Albus almost stopped them, and in the end it was Bathilda who stepped in to resolve the conflict."
"Why, are you worried about Aberforth?" Kyle asked.
"Of course not. As a teenage wizard, every wizard has had conflicts with others. I fought with my classmates a lot when I was at Hogwarts."
"Back then, we Gryffindors had a fight with Slytherins right on the field. When the wands fell, they just swung their brooms.
You must say, that thing is really good, especially the silver arrow broom, which is as thick as a wrist, and it works better than a spell when it is swung. "
Maybe it was because he drank too much, but Code suddenly recalled the glorious past, mostly scenes of fighting with Slytherin. After a long while, he shook his head.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this... In fact, I'm more worried about Albus. On one side is his brother, and on the other side is his good friend. He is the one who has the hardest time being caught in the middle.
In fact, sometimes I think that it would be good if they really had a fight, so that they could vent their anger and the matter would be over, which would be good for all three of them... But unfortunately, we can't say anything about this kind of thing, and we can't instigate them to fight. "
Cord sighed and took another sip of his brandy.
"boom……"
At this time, the door of the bar was pushed open from the outside.
Kyle subconsciously looked back and quickly turned his head back.
Dumbledore and Grindelwald walked in one after the other.
But Grindelwald had a furious look on his face, and Dumbledore was comforting him.
"Oh, these are rare guests." Corder also noticed the two of them. "Albus almost never comes here. I always thought he didn't like drinking... It seems that they had a big fight this time."
Kyle didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and leaned on the table calmly, pretending to be drunk and asleep, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.
The two men came over, only one seat away from Kyle, but luckily they didn't notice this side.
"Who does he think he is? How dare he speak to me like that?" Grindelwald shouted angrily, "If it weren't for you, I would have made him pay the price long ago!"
"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Dumbledore advised kindly, "Just think of it as a favor to me. Please bear with it for a while."
"New guests." At this time, the bar owner walked over and asked, "Gentlemen, what would you like to order?"
"Mead."
"wine."
The two said at the same time.
The bar owner raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to say something. He subconsciously looked towards Kyle's position, only to find that he was lying on the table, looking drunk and asleep.
Seeing this, the boss shut up again and quickly turned around and brought them what they ordered.
He originally wanted to tell the two that they could drink for free, but Kyle was drunk and would definitely not be able to listen to the story, so he gave up the plan.
All I can say is that they came at the wrong time and missed a good opportunity to have a free drink.
Of course, Grindelwald and Dumbledore had no idea what their boss was thinking. Now they only had eyes for each other and didn't notice anyone else at all.
Grindelwald took a sip of wine, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Before that guy came just now, you said you were going to travel with your classmates after graduation?"
Kyle, who was lying on the table, moved his ears, trying to distinguish their voices in the noisy environment.
"Yes, travel around the world with Elphias Sturges." Dumbledore also took a sip of mead.
"He has written me several letters asking when I will be leaving, but I guess I will have to break my promise. There is no way I can leave Godric's Hollow right now."
Grindelwald frowned, looking a little unhappy.
"Just because of that Aberforth?" Grindelwald said coldly, "He is a piece of trash, how can he decide what you are going to do!"
"Don't say that, Gellert. He is my brother." Dumbledore whispered, "And I have other reasons for staying here."
There was a hint of struggle in his voice, and Kyle guessed that he probably hadn't told Grindelwald about Arianna yet, or didn't know how to tell it.
In fact, Dumbledore gave up traveling around the world because he wanted to take care of Ariana.
In September, Aberforth will start school, and then he will be the only one to take care of his sister.
If an Obscurial were left alone at home, Godric's Hollow would probably be gone when he returned.
Dumbledore sighed again.
He didn't know if Grindelwald would distance himself from him after he told him about Arianna, so he had been hesitant and hadn't said anything.
After all, in the wizarding world, the Obscure has always been a taboo, and the two have just known each other for a short time. Dumbledore cherishes this friendship very much and is inevitably a little worried.
But Grindelwald thought he was just sad because he couldn't travel around the world, and immediately slammed the cup in his hand onto the bar with a dull thud.
"You are just too easy to talk to. You have the right to choose what you want to do. You are Albus Dumbledore, and that idiot can't restrain you."
Dumbledore shook his head. It was not Aberforth that bound him, but responsibility.
"Hah..." Grindelwald drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. "Do you still remember our decision?"