"Albus, aren't you going to join us?"

Without giving Elena much time to think, Grindelwald gestured to the various foods that filled the entire table, shrugged his shoulders rather helplessly, and quickly diverted the topic.

"Do you think the two of us are trolls? There are so many things that Elena and I can't eat alone, so let's come together. ”

Deep-fried veal, meringue, Hungarian stew, shredded crepes, shrimp with truffle, Salzburg garden, smoked deer intestines, Aoyama milkshake, pickled bacon...... Grindelwald even had some doubts that Dumbledore had simply swept all the shops opened by non-saints in the entire city.

Presumably, this night is bound to be the most confusing day for most Muggle shops.

"No, I've already eaten some before I came, so you don't have to worry about me. ”

Dumbledore shook his head gently, smiled and declined, "After all, it's the British Ministry of Magic, the Goblin Division, and the changes in the Magical Congress of the United States, so it won't delay the all-important dinner time." ”

In fact, Albus Dumbledore had no doubt that even the end of the world would come unless war and crisis were right under their noses. Otherwise, the vast majority of officials will still maintain their orderly work progress - being able to accept temporary overtime meetings is already the greatest sincerity and concession.

Therefore, when the news of Grindelwald came, Dumbledore, as the core thinker, had to leave the Ministry of Magic and go to Salzburg, Austria to check the situation, the first reaction of most of the Ministry of Magic officials present was to breathe a sigh of relief.

With Dumbledore's departure, the topic of whether or not to aid the Gringotts elves in London was automatically put on hold, and no matter how the elves kept them, Cornelius Fudge, who had become a humanoid repeater, replied with a simple official line - "Wait until Albus Dumbledore comes back to discuss, and the Ministry of Magic will make a decision." ”

However, for most wizards, Dumbledore's views should be the same as those of the entire European wizarding community: this "war" is more about the elves from all angles. Even if there is a shadow of the involvement of the Magical Congress of the United States, it does not mean that the British Ministry of Magic also needs to be involved in this "goblin housework".

What's more, even though the goblins from Gringotts in London are already trying to cover it up, they still can't avoid the stark problem - as the ruble continues to depreciate, the cost of redeeming Hogwarts in the wizarding world will continue to decrease.

In this way, the Ministry of Magic has no reason to side with the Gringotts goblins in London and help them win this "goblin war", compared to the Gringotts goblins in London who are trying to maintain the value of the ruble, the Gringotts goblins in North America and the Wizarding Congress of the United States seem to be more like allies of the British Ministry of Magic.

"Elves split?Magical Congress?"

Elena, who was trying to bite the Austrian steak, frowned, reluctantly put down the food in her hand, and looked up at Dumbledore, her eyes full of doubt.

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore, you don't seem to have explained in detail what happened. ”

"It's not difficult to make the right decision for a very important matter, and you don't need to ask for specific details. ”

Dumbledore glanced at Elena and waved his hand, clearly not wanting much to continue.

"But this is related to Gringotts, right? We clearly said before, all the movements of the elves need to be exchanged with me......

Facing the vague Dumbledore, Elena puffed out her cheeks with some dissatisfaction, which was different from what had been agreed before.

"Maybe it has something to do with it, but the ministry has already made a decision, and now it's just thinking about the rhetoric of the reply. ”

Dumbledore nodded, with a grim look on his face, his voice raised slightly, and said in a serious and firm tone:

"Miss Caslana, please understand that you are only a first-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and that learning Charms and Potions from your professors is what you should do. I think some of the verbal conventions we've said earlier may be ill-conceived, but it's too late to correct them. ”

"But ......"

Looking at Dumbledore who had rebelled, Elena continued to speak reluctantly.

Although she didn't have much hope for Dumbledore's credibility since she saw the kind of "pigeon artifact note" that she could move, she didn't expect this spicy old radish to be so faceless and skinless.

"Well, I said it, this involves a highly confidential meeting in the wizarding world. Now you don't have enough qualifications and qualifications to participate in and learn about these highly confidential events. ”

Dumbledore frowned, raised his right palm, interrupted Elena's next words, and simply ended the topic in a slightly stiff official tone.

Seeing that this white-haired ball could return to Hogwarts and go on a peaceful campus life step by step, Dumbledore didn't want to cause some trouble.

In fact, when he bought dinner for two "Dark Lords" on the streets of Salzburg before, Dumbledore had already thought carefully and deeply reflected on himself.

There is no doubt that Miss Elena Kaslana is not a troublemaker or a troublemaker in the conventional sense, she is only 1.2 meters like the witch called "Pandora" in ancient magical mythology, her very existence is an endless vortex of evil, and the only thing that can limit her destructive power is always the size of the stage she is in.

Therefore, Dumbledore had already made up his mind that even if Hogwarts was disturbed by this little girl every day, it would be more terrifying than letting the entire wizarding world and the non-wizarding world experience the end of the world every once in a while.

Glancing at Dumbledore, who couldn't eat oil and salt, Elena grinded her teeth hatefully and took a deep breath.

And then......

"Hey, the first old man, you see him yelling at me. Apparently Professor Dumbledore did something wrong......"

I saw Elena's small mouth pursed, and the two beautiful lake-blue eyes instantly became a layer of water, and she looked up at Gellert Grindelwald pitifully, and her little hand gently pulled the corners of the old devil's clothes, and the whole person was like a frightened deer, which made people can't help but feel soft.

"Miss Kaslana, it's useless. And I'm not yelling at you, am I?"

Dumbledore looked at Elena with a glimmer of light on her face, and shook her head with a dumb smile, this half-breed little girl actually tried in vain to use her talent to influence one of the most outstanding wizards in the wizarding world today, and she was really just a naïve child.

Gellert's personality he knew all too well, cold, ruthless, sensible, cynical, this kind of childlike behavior might only be useful against the poor Muggle orphanage director.

What's more, the content involved is still Grindelwald's most despised businessman and money transactions.

Dumbledore glanced at it and didn't react, and continued to eat the pie on his own Grindelwald, smiling and shaking his head, "Okay, don't make a fuss." Hurry up and finish eating, and then we'll go back to Newmengard Castle to pack our bags......"

At this moment, Grindelwald finally finished the small piece of Austrian venison pie in his hand slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, raised his head to look at Dumbledore, and suddenly said.

"I think Elena is right, Dumbledore, you are indeed wrong. ”

？？？

Dumbledore blinked, the expression on his face frozen.

"And, whatever the secret, my identity, status, and seniority should be enough, right? I think you really need to explain exactly what happened. Of course, before I get an answer, I can also visit the British Ministry of Magic, and there will always be people who know......" Grindelwald grinned, nonchalantly brushing the grease between his fingers with a tissue.

"You know that. I, Grindelwald, went wherever I wanted. ”

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