"Oh, Scarhead." Gellert looked at Harry with a gaze as if seeing a new continent, "The taste of revenge is sweet, isn't it? I want my sister to go through the pain I experienced, only then can I feel a bit of solace..."
After speaking, he turned to Vivi.
"What are you still standing there for, sister? Don't tell me you've softened—facing a brother who trampled on your hard work, shouldn't you pick up your magic wand and cast some evil curses on his face? Just like what you did to Hydra and the others back then!"
Gellert continued in a soft voice, with an expression that made one want to punch him.
But the more he was like this, the more guilty Vivi felt.
She sighed softly, as if murmuring.
"What, sister, have you forgotten how to use magic spells to torment people even after more than a hundred years?" Gellert laughed, "Oh... I forgot, only I have experienced a century without a sister, but for you, sister, it was just a brief moment."
The words hit Vivi like a hammer, making her sway, tears streaming instantly.
She grabbed Harry's arm as if to steady herself.
"No, Gael, I..."
"Alright, no need to explain, sister."
Gellert finally relaxed, slowly stepping forward to stand beside Vivi.
"Come on, raise your magic wand..."
"I..."
Vivi's crystalline tears traced down her cheeks.
Gellert's face still wore that calm, leisurely smile.
"I lost my magic power, Gael." she said.
Lost her magic power?
Gellert's heart skipped a beat.
"Well, traveling through time can't be without cost," he remarked casually, "Perhaps you should let me accompany you to regain your magic power."
"It's useless, Gael." Vivi shook her head lightly, "However... before fifteen, I was a Dud, so I'm not unfamiliar with this kind of life."
She extended a hand to Gellert.
Gellert hesitantly placed his hand over hers, and after a moment, he indeed felt no trace of magic power from Vivi.
"What a pity, sister." he said.
While speaking, he quietly drew the magic wand hidden at his waist with his hand behind his back.
Now that sister has lost her magic power, no one can save you! Scarhead Enchantress!
I will hang you from the rooftop of Nimongard Castle and let you face the cold wind for a day!
Trust me, I will let sister watch you hang from the rooftop!
Just when he touched the magic wand, he swiftly drew it out.
"Expelliarmus!"
Gellert's magic wand spun, flying into Vivi's hand.
He stared at Vivi in astonishment; just before, there was clearly no magic power detected, just like Muggles and Duds...
But why, did she suddenly regain her magic power?
"Gael."
Vivi's lips curled slightly.
She handed the magic wand to Harry, whispering, "I am your sister, Gael, how could I not guess your thoughts?"
"Sister, I..."
Gellert now was regretful, deeply regretful.
Why did I believe sister's lies?
He even insured it with a magic spell to probe sister's magic power...
Oh no, this was his last thought.
Then he felt his body lift up and heavily slam onto the ground.
When he thought his old bones would break, unexpectedly, sister thoughtfully placed Armor Protection beneath him.
No time for relief, he realized the Armor Protection was better left unused.
Though his bones wouldn't break, the feeling of being crushed against the floor drove him nearly insane.
"Gael~" Vivi spoke gently, as lovingly as Gellert did: "Who in this room do you think would mourn for you?"
"No one." he replied truthfully, "But mom and dad surely wouldn't..."
"You still have the nerve to mention mom and dad!" Vivi sneered, "Today, I will send you to them, you disgrace of the Grindelwald family! Staying in the world, you'll only make potatoes more expensive!"
As she spoke, Vivi swung the magic wand, and Gellert was flung against the wall.
The wall gave a muffled thud, even the chandelier on the ceiling started to sway.
Evidently, the force with which the old man was thrown up was not small.
"You took my money, it would be alright if you succeeded, Gellert Grindelwald!" she sneered, "But what I cannot accept is, not only did you fail! You let yourself be locked in the castle like a hamster!"
(to be posted later, pondered for a whole day…)
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