Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Nurmengard in late summer has begun to feel a bit bleak.

Dumbledore Apparated to the rooftop of the tower, and was blown by the slightly cold mountain breeze. He couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

The old bee sighed that he was old after all. He didn't enter the tower immediately. He unconsciously took out a handful of candy and ate it, staring at the white peaks in the distance in a daze.

I always feel that the current situation is like the layers of snow piled up in thousands of piles, which may form an unstoppable avalanche at any time.

"Albus, why are you blowing the cold wind here."

At this time, Grindelwald's figure slowly walked out of the staircase. He was wearing thick clothes and a cashmere hat given by Dumbledore on his head.

He put the cotton robe on his arm on Dumbledore, and took out a cashmere hat of the same style and gently changed it for him, and then continued to joke.

"Huh? Why are you feeling so heavy? Are you still worried about the wizard conference? What's the big deal? Just beat the disobedient ones."

Dumbledore let Grindelwald do what he wanted, and just stared at the other party's relaxed and comfortable demeanor.

He frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said directly.

"What is your attitude towards Muggles now? Do you still regard them as useful cattle and horses?"

Grindelwald blinked, and his relaxed expression turned into dissatisfaction, thinking that the other party was testing him again.

"I don't ask about political affairs now, why do you suddenly ask about this again."

Dumbledore sighed secretly and said solemnly again.

"Gellert, don't be perfunctory. Although you did some things secretly, I still noticed them, so please answer me directly."

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore suddenly and began to circle around him.

"What happened to make you so entangled? Let me guess.

The world controller is the opponent you have been trying to contain. Although the Albanian incident is big, it is also within your imagination and will not make you so worried suddenly.

In today's Britain, as long as you don't stand in the way, everyone is united. Even if Voldemort returns to Britain, he can't make a big wave.

As for the contradiction between the United States and Russia, it should be resolved to a certain extent through the exchanges in the Five Powers Tournament.

Oh? Did Shaw give you some problems, such as forcing you to abdicate?

No, no, you have basically given up power, and the little guy won't be so aggressive and rude.

You just suddenly asked me if my attitude towards Muggles remains the same? Hahahaha, I understand, I understand."

Grindelwald laughed as he spoke, with a great joy of cultivating a garden in spring and harvesting flowers in autumn.

Then he put away his smile, straightened his slightly hunched back, and spoke vigorously.

"Albus, you are still so petty.

What time is it now? You always imagine that everything is stable, and you are always changing passively.

I still remember that when you were young, you were so high-spirited.

Ariana's unexpected death did not make you hate the International Statute of Secrecy more, but it made you lose your spirit.

You know, I launched the reform and set off the wizard world war, never for any ambition or power.

I just don't accept that the wizard's final end is so miserable.

Finally losing to you is just a final achievement for you.

I also want you to experience this kind of powerlessness and despair.

With this prestige of Mofa, have you worked diligently for many years to reform moderately?

No use!

What's even more ridiculous is that before Shaw appeared, you were desperate and began to believe in the prophecy.

You exhausted your energy for a bad student who jumped and clown, and put your hope on another student.

It's stupid. It's better to kill a few more rotten termites!"

Grindelwald burst out the pent-up anger for many years in one breath. He wanted to do this a long time ago, but he was afraid of damaging his beloved's face.

"Gellert, I..."

Dumbledore was speechless.

After scolding people, Grindelwald was in a good mood, and hurried to make up for it. He stepped forward and gently tightened Dumbledore's loose cotton robe.

Very free and easy.

"Shor must want me to come out, to make the Witch Party reappear, to join forces with you, right?

And you are in a dilemma, worried that I will make trouble, right?

You still don't believe me, don't push others with your own ideas, we are very similar, but I am not you.

I am afraid of losing myself in power, so I imprisoned myself in Hogwarts.

I don't care, it doesn't matter if I have power or not, as long as the goal can be achieved, I can just be a warrior who charges into battle."

Looking at Gellert's free and easy appearance, Dumbledore felt a little sad, and quickly regained his composure.

"So, Gellert, are you willing to hand over the power of the Witch Party to me? Or to the International Confederation of Wizards?"

Grindelwald said with a smile.

"Albus, what good are you thinking.

I said, I am rightI am not interested in power, and it won't last long. Do you also believe that Nurmengard will trap me?

Humph, if Shaw hadn't appeared before, I would really have slowly rotted in Nurmengard, and the name of the Witch Party would gradually disappear in history.

So my successor can only be Shaw!

I think the Witch Party will have more reasonable and lofty ideals in Shaw's hands!"

Dumbledore was stunned, and then understood it in an instant, and laughed a little.

"I knew you were lying to me. You actually have already contacted Shaw, and you still believe in his ideas so much!"

"Don't you always lie to me?"

Grindelwald joked proudly, and then said firmly.

"I am firm in my predictions and judgments! "

Then, the two of them fell into silence tacitly.

Grindelwald was waiting for Dumbledore's final statement, and Dumbledore was making the final consideration.

After a while, Dumbledore sighed.

"At the end of October, you came to the UK to attend the Wizarding Conference. I always feel that the Twin Snakes will cause trouble.

But you can't show up in your current identity, and you can't show up in your current identity after the Wizarding Party is led by Shaw."

After the old bee finished speaking, his expression seemed to have aged several years, and there was a sense of relief in his eyes.

Without giving Grindelwald a response, he Apparated away.

In the bleak mountain wind, Grindelwald stood on the top of the tower for a while, stretched out his hand and touched his cotton robe, and the cotton robe quickly turned into a black windbreaker with a vertical collar.

At this moment, Grindelwald once again returned to the mighty and domineering King!

He pulled out a blue crystal black heart magic wand from his arms and sent a magnificent magic light to the sky.

"Bang! "

Near the tower, countless black veils rose up, like a veil, covering the snow-white peaks.

This was like a signal.

Inside the tower, countless wizards emerged, they were delighted, enthusiastic, and looked at the leader on the top of the tower with eyes like looking at a god.

They all raised their wands and shot out black veils.

Large pieces of black veil, like rolling black tides, radiated to the surroundings.

This scene seemed to mean something.

"For greater benefits!"