Fox let out a clear cry, the little phoenix flew again to Vivi's side, seemingly trying to win the mother-in-law's favor.
Yes, after all, theoretically speaking, Fiona could be considered Vivi's daughter.
Abufosi saw Grindelwald receive a slap, and a gloating smile appeared on his face.
He continued, "Actually, Ariana... it's really not his fault that she turned out that way. Sometimes she was strange and dangerous, but most of the time she was adorable, timid, and harmless to people."
"My father went to settle accounts with those bastards," Abufosi raised his head, his eyes seemingly shimmering with tears, "He was so angry that he taught those Muggles a lesson, and as a result, he was locked up in Azkaban—he never said why he did it, because if the Ministry of Magic knew about Ariana's condition, she would have been imprisoned in Saint Mangos Hospital for life."
"They would see her as a severe threat to the International Confidentiality Law because when she couldn't control herself, her inherent magic would explode."
Hearing this, Vivi reached out and took Harry's hand.
"The Ministry of Magic is like that," she said softly.
Newt nodded with his head lowered: "Yes, even now, it hasn't changed—they're always that incompetent."
Abufosi rubbed his face, trying to calm his emotions: "We had to ensure her safety and hide Ariana, so we moved house, pretending she was sick, and my mother took care of her, trying to keep her calm and happy."
"She liked me the most, not Albus," Abufosi said, radiating a sense of fond remembrance and longing for a good life, "When Albus was home, he stayed upstairs in his room, reading his books, counting his awards, corresponding with 'the most famous magical masters of the time'," Abufosi said mockingly, "You know? Albus didn't bother to care about her, Little Anna liked me the most... When my mother couldn't get her to eat, I could get her to take a bite; when she had a tantrum, I could calm her; when she was quiet, she often helped me feed the goats."
"Goat boy..." Grindelwald muttered almost inaudibly.
It was evident he didn't quite approve of Abufosi's hobby.
"Later, she turned fourteen... Alas, I wasn't there, I was at Hogwarts at the time, and there was no way to rush back," Abufosi said, tears brimming in his eyes, "If I was there, I could have calmed her down."
"Her condition was awful at the time, unable to suppress her Mormon, even worse than Credence then." Abufosi sighed, "You know—Newt should know, what Credence was like when he was angry, no one could hold him back..."
"That's because you're incompetent, goat boy," Grindelwald ruthlessly taunted, "I could easily subdue your Mormon son..."
Abufosi said nothing, only responding with a Crucio.
Fortunately, even when being a big mouth, Grindelwald knew what consequences could arise, and the blue flame in front of him swallowed the spell whole.
"So my mother died like that, accidentally hurt by Little Anna," Abufosi said with indignation, glancing at Dumbledore, "If Albus could have stayed to help take care of Little Anna then, Mom wouldn't have died, but at the time, he was all about traveling the world with Dorji—Ephias Doge."
"But since Mom had an accident, he had to give up the plan to travel the world."
Grindelwald looked up again.
Ephias Doge?
Albus had such a friend? A friend who wanted to plan to travel the world together?
Dumbledore's face showed a somewhat remorseful expression at this moment.
In fact, Abufosi's words he also agreed with, if at that time he could abandon those ideals and take care of the family, his mother wouldn't have died.
Abufosi looked at Dumbledore mockingly, "I told Albus I was willing to take care of my sister, I didn't care about school, I could stay at home and self-study."
"But he said I must complete my studies, that he would take over for my mother—it's a bit of a letdown for Mr. Elite, taking care of a half-mad sister, having to prevent her from blowing up the house every other day, no one gives him an award for that, though he did well during the first few weeks... then this guy showed up."
At this, Abufosi gave a cold smile and pointed at Grindelwald, sitting placidly in his chair.
"Grindelwald, right there that year in Godric's Hollow, Grindelwald came to my house... finally, Albus had a conversational partner, someone just as smart and talented as he was."
"Because of him, taking care of Ariana became unimportant, in his view, a sister was just a burden."
"They were always brewing plans to establish a new wizarding order, searching for the Deathly Hallows, doing all the things they found so fascinating... what does it matter if a little girl is neglected for grand plans, for the benefit of the entire Wizarding World? The great Albus is working for greater good!"
"I'm sorry, Abufosi," Dumbledore sighed, "This is my fault, I admit it."
Abufosi's words were like exposing his heart, bloody and hanging on the wall.