No one knows the old man''s name. People nearby just call him "old lame".
The old cripple is a gardener. He is kind to everyone. Even if a child accidentally kicks over his kettle or pulls down a few flowers he is responsible for taking care of, he is not angry. He just laughs all the time.
Be honest and never make trouble.
The old cripple is very comfortable.
At the end of the day''s work, the old cripple slowly walked back to his cabin with a kettle.
He has no children and no old company. He has lived alone for many years.
however.......
The cabin, which has always been empty, suddenly has many more people today.
Some familiar, some strange.
But without exception, their neckline or cuffs are marked with a triangular copper mark - an open eye.
"Hehe, it''s very fresh."
The expression on the old cripple''s face remained unchanged. Slowly, he put the kettle away as usual and took off his dirty coat.
As if he didn''t see the people in the room, he went to the small kitchen, made himself a cup of tea and leaned comfortably on the sofa.
"Sit down, don''t stand and talk, sit down."
"Mr. Zod."
The old lame were very polite, but those people looked very reserved.
They looked at the old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea and bowed his head respectfully.
Zod.
The name of the old cripple.
"Who, who is that... Tut, well, I haven''t used that name for a long time."
The old cripple wanted to pretend to be stupid, but half of it, he suddenly lost interest. He just made a sound with his toothless mouth, tilted his head, and looked at him from a different angle.
"So you haven''t given up yet, have you?"
Those people were silent. They knew what Mr. Zod was talking about - saving the leader "Garrett greendevo" and making a comeback.
"Give up, you crazy guys."
The old lame man sighed and persuaded him in a voice from the past.
"It''s useless."
If it works, you still need these people to rob newmond?
Thirty or even forty years ago, Zod could do it himself.
"No, it''s different now."
The leader seemed a little excited, but he didn''t dare to be too presumptuous in front of Mr. Zod.
So he lowered his voice and tried to speak word by word in a gentle tone.
"The situation is different now. I believe we can succeed this time."
"What''s the difference?"
The old lame sneered.
He was very relaxed. He was not shaken by the other party''s words at all. He narrowed his eyes. The old man even leaked some local dialect in his words.
"We found the grindworth family."
The leader threw out his mace.
Not only recently, more than two months ago, the surname of "greendevo" spread all over the European magic world again. Think about it. The first-class Merlin medal is a great honor. How can it be low-key.
That is, the old cripple is in a remote place and mingles with a group of Muggles who don''t know magic.
"Oh, so what."
The old cripple pulled out his ears.
Not to mention the convictions of the grindworth family in those years, even if there are three or two big cats and kittens left, these young people will not think that their leader is a man who loves his family.
What''s the difference between people and passers-by?
"This time, the leader didn''t refuse us."
His eyes jumped with excitement. The leader pressed the excited mood, and his body trembled slightly. In fact, that''s why he came here to persuade Zod to come out of the mountain again and plan with them.
No refusal is acquiescence!
"Huh?"
Zod was stunned at this.
"It''s impossible!"
He dared not say that he knew Garrett best in the world Greendevo, but definitely in the top ten.
Gifted, ambitious, charismatic, ferocious
Garrett has a lot of labels.
But Zod felt that Garrett''s biggest label should be "paranoia".
When that man decides one thing, he will put everything behind him.
When the family stopped him, he left the family.
He left school when the school obstructed him.
There is nothing he refuses to give up except himself.
He is a very self-centered person.
So when he was defeated by Dumbledore, he was completely abandoned.
It became his wish to die alone in that fortress.
Like
It was the same time to put the status of a wizard above Muggles.
How can such a person change his mind because of an inexplicable ethnic group.
"It''s true."
The leader was in a hurry and took out the prepared newspaper.
"Look."
Zod took over and looked at the conspicuous picture in the newspaper. The handsome boy''s smile suddenly hit his heart.
"Hiss."
He took a breath.
That''s true.
As one of the first people to follow grindevo, he had seen the leader look like when he was young.
The teenagers in this newspaper are at least seven or eight points similar to the leader!
But as far as he knows, the leader himself should not have left any blood
"It''s the offspring left by the leader''s brother. This is the last one."
The leader explained.
"More than ten years ago, before our people went to the grindworth family''s manor, the child was driven out by the Ministry of magic because he was too young, and we couldn''t find him.
Now, he was brought to Hogwarts by Dumbledore and began to show his talent to the outside world. "
Speaking of this, the old cripple saw the "Merlin first order" mentioned in the newspaper, and his face was even more surprised.
"So?"
It took a few minutes to digest the information just heard. The old lame looked at the group with a look.
"What are you going to do?"
"First, rescue the leader first and gather the organization."
The leader had a draft long ago.
"Second, grab the child, Klein Greenwald from Dumbledore. This is our hope. We can''t stay in that man''s hand."
Those who follow grindvo are extremists with "Wizard interests first". They are so extreme that they have been dormant for decades, and they have not given up the great ideal of letting wizards rule the world.
Greenwald is a flag, irreplaceable.
But recently, it was Klein who gave them real hope The emergence of Greenwald.
That terrible talent is the best gift for their organization!
Support the old masters and cultivate new masters.
They will have a bright future in the next 50 years.
"It''s hard."
The old cripple rubbed his hands and told the truth, but he didn''t continue to fight these madmen as before.
"But..."
He changed his subject.
"It''s worth a try."
There are always some flames that don''t want to go out.
Like Mars hidden in ashes, if you don''t dig it, you may not be found in your life, but if you encounter firewood, you will burst out unimaginable energy!