Africa ...
"Coming here with you, listening to Dumbledore's nonsense, and becoming a so-called adventure assistant was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life. I should have looked into the future beforehand!"
Grindelwald shouted at Kayson, who was flying beside him on a broomstick.
"You can't blame me! Who the hell knew there were cannibal Wizard tribes in this world… and they even had flying carpets!" Kayson replied.
"This…." Grindelwald turned his head, dodging a sickly green spell.
"Look at this situation now!" he shouted at Kayson.
"They're already using Killing Curse; this isn't just an ordinary chase anymore. We have to hit back hard!" Kayson turned his head, and a series of Wither Skeleton Heads instantly flew out, smashing into several Wizards.
With a bang, they vanished into dust!
Meanwhile, Grindelwald unleashed a barrage of Killing Curse and Crucio, firing Killing Curse at the speed of a machine gun.
However, their main goal was to escape the pursuit, not to annihilate their pursuers, so in most cases, it was suppressive fire rather than a true death sentence.
Except for the Wizard who first cast Killing Curse, most of the other Wizards were injured, and as for the Withered state…
With good care, they might even recover.
"Fly forward a bit," Grindelwald suddenly shouted at Kayson.
Kayson nodded. In times like these, absolute trust in your teammates is crucial; you absolutely cannot do anything that would please your enemies and pain your allies.
Grindelwald, after confirming Kayson had flown ahead of him, immediately pulled out his wand and unleashed a powerful spell. Instantly, azure flames engulfed all the pursuing enemies.
"Oh, my Merlin… Now they don't have to recover from the Wither damage!" Kayson said, glancing back quickly.
"All right, let's go down…"
The two landed on the ground and rested, leaning against each other under a tree.
"We should have eaten that meat back then. It was just a piece of meat, better than killing so many more people," Kayson sighed helplessly.
At that time, he and Grindelwald had initially gained the trust of that cannibal Wizard tribe that possessed the magic flower. The tribe's chieftain had invited them to attend the evening bonfire party.
Then, as luck would have it, this cannibal Wizard tribe's bonfire party had a traditional segment: cosplaying Hannibal.
The two vehemently declined, and the chieftain, considering this a sign of disrespect, angrily cast a magic spell at them with a gesture…
And then....
And then this happened...
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. As a human, one should possess the bottom line that humans have. Some bottom lines should be defended even at a greater cost, such as dignity, friendship, and the fact that we, as humans, should not eat our own kind," Grindelwald explained.
"OK, OK, I get it… Did you get the item?" Kayson asked.
Grindelwald shook his head.
"Damn it! We'll go again tonight. We must get this magic flower seed today… because our plane takes off tomorrow morning." Kayson felt a sudden dryness in his throat, grabbed a water bottle, and drank from it.
"You spend Galleons like blowing dandelions, but you're so stingy with Muggle currency?" Grindelwald complained while reaching into his pocket.
"Do you know any earth-tunneling magic? I saw an idea in Doraemon where you could swim in mud as if it were water. Your magic is so powerful; it should be easy to do, right?"
Grindelwald looked a bit helpless: "I am a Wizard, not a god. However, if you really want that magic flower, I do have a slight understanding of spatial magic. Perhaps I can directly teleport the flower seed out for you."
As he spoke, he gathered all the magic flower seeds from his pocket into his palm.
This seed was regarded as a sacred object by that tribe and was stored on their totem altar.
At the time, he had accidentally left auto-pickup on and grabbed a handful during the chaos.
"Didn't we already test that altar? I don't know how they stabilize the space there, but even my Ender Teleportation is barely able to teleport there, let alone ordinary spatial magic," Kayson said.
"What if I can get it for you?"
"If you get me the magic flower seed, I'll immediately… You didn't actually get it, did you?" Kayson suddenly realized halfway through his sentence. Why did this sound like a trap?
He quickly asked.
"First, tell me, if I really can get it, what do you plan to do?" Grindelwald said, taking the bottle of water Kayson handed him.
"I can only say, even if you give me water, I won't give you the flower seed until you make a bet."
"...What's your relationship with Dumbledore?" Kayson chose to change the subject. He planned to use a roundabout strategy and linguistic artistry to make Grindelwald willingly hand over the flower seed to him.
"Lovers."
"Oh… lovers… huh?"
Kayson shot up from the ground. Fortunately, Grindelwald had anticipated this and braced himself with his hands.
"Am I seeing things…? Sherlock and John Watson are like that, and you and Dumbledore are also like that…" Kayson looked at Grindelwald with a strange expression.
At this moment, Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord feared throughout Europe, the image of a cool old man, gradually collapsed in his mind.
Instead, he became a...
"You and Dumbledore, who… uh… which of you is… uh…"
"Which of you is....."
"What do you want to ask?" Grindelwald asked, somewhat helplessly.
"Which of you is the active one?" Kayson finally asked the question.
"Is that question very important?"
"Very important… At first, I just thought your relationship was like brothers from different fathers and mothers, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of… But did your relationship break up?" Kayson asked.
"No, it didn't."
"Come on, if you give me the flower seed and tell me about your active/passive relationship, maybe I'll even help you out a little."
Grindelwald rolled his eyes… He waved his hand, conjured a small bag, put the flower seed inside, and tossed it to Kayson.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
The scorching African savanna suddenly began to rain.
Grindelwald stood up helplessly, looking at Kayson beside him, and then he asked, puzzled.
"....Does rainwater taste good?"
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