The Wizard's Prison of Nümengard is cold and gloomy from the sun-drenched and warm aura left behind after teleportation in the Floating City.

The top floor of the prison, which was originally built by Gellert Grindelwald to hold opponents when he was in power, has a warm heart in the middle of the prison, with bright candles jumping happily on the walls.

Dumbledore was dressed in a sumptuous dark green robe embroidered with stars and moons, and he sat in a large, comfortable sofa chair, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, and his wand at his side, looking at the live broadcast of the Magic TV in front of him—even though Harris Television had been banned here, just as the German Ministry of Magic could not control the pure-blood families, the prison that was currently ironically holding his builder was clearly an outlaw.

"Haha, this bad boy... Hess's plan was completely frustrated. Grindelwald looked at the faces of the wizards on the ground on the TV and smiled mockingly, "Teleporting at the border line and directly to your destination... Now there was no violation, and the guards in Germany, who had gathered the strength of the whole country, ran away in front of everyone..."

"Harris makes Hogwarts strong and great," Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "but hopefully it doesn't rob wizards of their sympathy and conscience... Have you noticed the attitude of the French wizards, the atmosphere in the English wizarding world has been very bad lately, and some arrogant and radical emotions are sprouting among the people. ”

"Then you and I don't have to be arrogant, Albus, it's not your business..."Gellert Grindelwald sat straight beside him, slightly blessed with an aura of asceticism on his body, "But then again, Ravenclaw may be a true goddess, but it seems a little sloppy? It's a detail that diminishes the sense of sacredness they deliberately create... Those wizards looked like they had been cast with a collective Imperius curse..."

"Gellert, your focus makes people laugh... If I'm right, the stain should be the pudding made by the elves in the Hogwarts kitchen..."Dumbledore's crooked nose wrinkled, his eyes narrowed, and he replied in a somewhat strange tone, "It's not the Imperius Curse, it's the effect of the Nether Nucleus, and I've heard that Muggles can feel magic because of it once when the Floating City was floating up before." ”

"You don't think you're too worried about that?" Grindelwald looked at his companion with some surprise, "that doesn't sound like what you're saying." ”

"Alan still has a bottom line, like you said, they have recklessly not washed their hands in this moment of teasing, and he has no need to continue to lie to me. Dumbledore explained, and then he sighed, "The results of the Phoenix Order of Death's investigation are basically all kinds of chaotic information, and Lady Ravenclaw... You know that of the several animals at Hogwarts, only her representative stands tall above the other three... In a sense, they're much more dangerous than Slytherins, and you can at least know the purpose and reason for Tom, his men, and the purebloods. ”

"At the very least, they're willing to let you know something... They haven't just killed you yet. The leaping light jumped on Grindelwald's slightly blessed and less angular cheeks, "I think you should focus on mortal affairs, and let the struggle of the gods settle for themselves." ”

"Gellert, they don't actually care, I know," Dumbledore hooked his little finger and pulled his wand closer to him, "I shouldn't care how much power they have, but I have to care how they use it..."

"Speaking of which, the goddess with this ability actually gave birth to a female ghost of the academy with my grandson... Alan Harris, this kid is just like those third-rate male protagonists..."Grindelwald's eyes narrowed, and with a little evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he handed over a bucket of popcorn, "They have such great power, and they just make you diarrhea... I'm sorry I don't have macaroons here. ”

"Gellert, I told you, don't use your eyes to probe these things!" the old man Dumbledore took the popcorn bucket and put it aside in a huff, but the movement also made him lower his eyes, rubbing the wand in his sleeve, his silver eyebrows locked together, forming a shallow vertical stripe in the middle.

"I think Albus, whom I know, has always been very brave, but you don't look good today, and the uneasiness is written on your face... But you don't seem to be because of the Harris thing you talk about in front of me every day?" Seeing Dumbledore's previous movements, Grindelwald leaned closer in Dumbledore's direction, "What's hidden under your sleeve?"

Dumbledore didn't reply immediately, and the prison fell silent for a while.

The White Wizard looked at the former Dark Lord intently, until after a long while, he pulled out the special wand made by Allen and held it out to Grindelwald, "The boy I talk about every day seems to care more about you, and he asked me to pass you a gift..."

"He'd tried to give me a wand before... But what do you mean by that? Albus..."Glancing indifferently at the brand-new wand, Grindelwald leaned back in his chair, dodging Dumbledore's hand, and did not accept it, and it also sounded with a characteristic elegance at this time, full of a sense of distance, "You took my wand away, and now you return it without giving me an explanation... Do I need a reason and an explanation?"

Dumbledore's expression didn't change, and the white wizard's face turned pale against the light of the fire jumping on the wall.

"I'm sorry... Gellert. It took a few more moments before Dumbledore could continue, "You know that Tom is looking for the Deathly Hallows, he's looking for Grigovich, he's settled in the Floating City now..." Well, I've checked with my people in the Death Eaters to confirm this, Tom knows from Grigovich that the Elder Wand is in your hands, and you know how hungry he is for immortality and power... Especially now that he's going to find him, I can't let you have to cast a wandless spell to face Tom. ”

"So that's why you're staying with me for a few days?" Grindelwald's strange gray-white eyes seemed to have a flicker of fire, "and you think I wouldn't have been able to escape if I had just given me a wand?"

"I can imagine what Tom is going to do with my crooked nose after being humiliated in a row, and it will make him even crazier, but I have to say, I'm afraid the two of us together won't necessarily be his opponents...", Dumbledore said in an almost certain tone.

"It's true that I haven't touched a wand in a long time... Maybe it's weaker than when I was younger..."Grindelwald's right eye, with its strange gray-white pupils, suddenly returned to normal, and it blinked slightly, "The boy who obviously cares more about me than you does, doesn't give us extra tools to connect with, and doesn't offer any other help... That means you're too pessimistic. ”

"I just don't think Tom will pass up this opportunity to take the Aurors from Germany. Dumbledore hesitated, "And only if you have this wand." ”

"This bad boy seems to be emphasizing the danger of that half-breed boy to you..."Grindelwald's slender fingers brushed his trimmed beard above his lips, "to give you a warning not to focus on him and his goddess friend... Yes, that's right, he wants to warn you that the world is a world without him. ”

Noticing that Grindelwald still hadn't taken the wand, Dumbledore's blue eyes swept over the other party's pale eyebrows: "Gellert, times have changed, and I'm starting to pay attention to Muggles... Allen's warning is not just rhetoric, sooner or later the Secrecy Act will lapse... Wizards are not supposed to rule and oppress Muggles, I realized that early on wrong, and you obviously don't have that mind anymore now..."Dumbledore's tone became a little sad, "Our previous struggle... The previous confrontation didn't make much sense in essence..."

Grindelwald's brow furrowed, and he raised his chin to open his mouth for sarcasm, but a surprise broadcast on television interrupted their conversation, drawing their attention.