In the empty tavern, Grindelwald drank the beer in his hand and walked over to Elena.

"The human heart? Maybe not. ”

The old man picked up the stack of papers that had been placed beside the girl, flipped through a few pages at random, and after a few seconds of silence, he glanced at Elena casually, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered pointedly.

"Indeed, whether it's the unfinished aircraft carrier, or the real estate or light industry production plant of the non-magical world, it sounds like it is quite valuable - I never knew that there are so many treasures in the non-magical world. ”

"They've always been there, but you never cared about that. Elena replied calmly, "Besides, as an economic advisor to Hogwarts, isn't it normal to invest in high-value areas and pursue profits?"

"No problem, but only if it ......"

Grindelwald glanced at Elena and grinned.

"These values are not what you forcibly bestowed upon them, right, my sweet little angel. ”

"Hmm, what are you talking about?"

Elena's eyes flickered, and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

Grindelwald shook his head and said.

"Leeches and lacewings, these are the most subtle insects, but after being concocted by the potions master, they can make a valuable compound potion, and birch and larch are trees that can be seen everywhere every day, and only after being processed by the wandmaker can they make spells with magical powers......"

As he spoke, Grindelwald picked up the stack of papers in his hand and shook it, stretched out his index finger, and a crisp sound popped up on it.

"Without the power of magic and the subsequent transformation plan, that aircraft carrier would be a pile of scrap steel for the vast majority of the forces, and without the gamble with Gringotts and the subsequent direction of magical-scientific output, the Muggle scientists you proposed to accept and the currency hoarded under Hogwarts would be of no use either. ”

The old man let out a long breath and looked at the little witch in front of him with a soft gaze.

"Do you think Albus and I can't see it? It's you, not what you're talking about, that really counts. It also means that you are actually using the power of the wizarding world to help the non-wizarding Muggles. ”

"So what?"

Elena looked up, her lake-blue eyes quietly looking at Grindelwald, and asked softly.

"That's right, it's actually an aid program, humanitarian aid with the power of the wizarding world, not a capitalist aid program...... I'll admit that I'm selfish, but what does it matter if you find a win-win way? Isn't it because of this that you and Dumbledore's professor acquiesced to all this?"

"Not exactly. ”

Grindelwald was silent for a few seconds before speaking in a low voice.

"I don't mean to reprimand or question you, but you have to be clear that Muggles are not simple-minded creatures, and if you treat them well, they may be grateful for it for a while, but if you go against their interests, they will not hesitate to tear through the pretense of friendship and use your help against you. ”

Historically, acts like Elena's have not been uncommon, in fact, there have been many honeymoons between wizards and Muggles throughout history, but they have all turned into wars and hostilities over time.

And whenever that happens, the magical world where the mystical cloak is stripped is always the most injured party.

However, for Grindelwald, the most important thing right now is not to continue to keep secrets - times have changed, and it is only a matter of time before the wizarding and non-magical worlds merge and be honest, and it is better to take the initiative than wait for the verdict to be announced.

What he cares about is ......

"Elena Kaslana, I'm starting to get a little worried. ”

Grindelwald drew his wand, tapped his palm in a moment, and asked softly.

"At some point, when everyone has to choose a side, which side will you be on?"

The room suddenly became unusually quiet, and a powerful magic gradually brewed in the tavern, and wizards' emotions were always more stressful than Muggles, especially wizards of Grindelwald's level.

Grindelwald quietly looked Elena in the eye, waiting for the girl's answer.

As if not sensing the oppressive force in Grindelwald's tone, Elena replied with a relaxed expression.

"I wouldn't choose. ”

"Huh, that's not up to you......

Hearing Elena's answer, a faint hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the original Dark Lord, and he sighed without leaving a trace.

"You may be mistaken, but I'm not running away. I mean......"

However, before Grindelwald's words could fall, Elena raised her voice to interrupt him.

"Yes, one day, everyone will have a choice. But it's not as you and Professor Dumbledore imagined, and it's too boring to divide the wizarding and non-magical worlds into an outdated line......"

I saw Elena smile slightly, put down the water glass in her hand, stood up and walked in front of Grindelwald, looking up at the old original Dark Lord, the scorching look in her eyes made people a little frightened.

"At that point, there were only two options for everyone...... Be on my side, or the future will be on my side. Whether it's the wizarding world, the non-magical world, the magical beasts kingdom, the animal kingdom ......"

Elena stretched out her left hand, five fingers slowly running across Grindelwald's eyes, clenching into fists.

"I—I want them all!"

Grindelwald's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this little girl's appetite is much bigger than he imagined, even he didn't have such great ambitions and ideas back then, and tried to gather all the forces together in vain - this is the demon king who can be called the hope of the new world.

As for what the future holds, he doesn't care.

The collapse of the Soviet Union brought him too much emotion, and he would rather leave the future to a more radical wizard than have a high-minded and compassionate Mother leading the wizarding world to "disintegrate" on its own initiative.

In order to prevent this from happening, Grindelwald has even prepared for the worst - to execute the traitor with his own hands.

"So, do you have any questions? Grandpa?"

Elena glanced at Grindelwald, who was close at hand, her little white hand gently resting on the old man's arm, and the other hand resting on the hem of Grindelwald's chest, like a timid little granddaughter.

Grindelwald came to his senses, his lips twitching, and he released his wand with a wry smile.

This distance range was enough for him to see clearly the powerful magic that lingered in the girl's fingertips.

"I surrender, don't do it......"

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Make up for yesterday's update ~ Chapter 1