Grindelwald opened the letter from Dumbledore.

Ask Fawkes for a few pieces of parchment and pens, and let him go out on his own, which will take him a while.

After reading the Daily Prophet report, he smiled lightly and wrote on the letter:

"It's indeed very powerful, but it's far less solemn and solemn than you in that duel, as if you were carrying the whole world on your back."

"Seriously, I've never seen you like that, fragile and strong, as if you've lost everything, and like you're embracing everything."

"At that time, you were like a tempting and deadly poison, and I drank it all without care......

Eyes of all colors flashed with memories, and Grindeld Wharf paused his pen, leaving a halo of ink on the paper.

Looking at the stain on the paper, the well-dressed old man raised his eyebrows, and the stain disappeared like this, and a smile returned to his face.

If it weren't for the difference in temperament and eyes, it would be true to Dumbledore.

Pulling out the minutes of the meeting and the product report, Grinder glanced at it a few times and felt pretty good.

Picking up the quill, he looked at the content and made some suggestions of his own and areas for improvement.

At first, I frowned, after all, I hadn't touched these things for a long time.

The quills began to fly, and the hands could no longer keep up with the speed of the brain.

Simply, Grindelwald let go of his hand and let the quill move by itself, otherwise it would really be dead.

Fingers waving up and down in an interesting way, and the quill quickly "swish" and write down your thoughts.

Fox went out for a while and came back, and there was nothing to see around here, so be careful to be seen.

He took some snacks out of his storage feathers and gave them to him.

When the quill was finished, Grindelwald signed his name, folded the letter, and handed it to Fawkes.

Fawkes glanced at him, and left with a flash of fire.

Principal's Office.

Albus soon received a letter from Gellert.

Reading what he wrote by his own hand, Albus was a little happy and a little sad.

Putting it aside, I picked up the letter below, and at first glance it was written in magic, and there was no emotion at all.

Albus also knew Gellert's magical attainments, and if he didn't pursue the power of magic, the presence or absence of a wand would be the same for him.

Looking at Gellert's advice, Albus grew serious.

While some parts don't quite fit into the current Hogwarts, some ideas and suggestions are really good.

With a wave of the Elder Wand, the quill on the table jumped out of the inkwell, and a piece of parchment automatically floated in the air.

The quill automatically writes on parchment what Albus thinks is good, and some changes have been added to suit the reality of Hogwarts at the moment.

In terms of magic research products, Albus eliminated some parts that were more related to black magic and added his own insights.

After getting it done, he didn't do anything.

The quill automatically returns to the inkwell; The parchment was reproduced and then folded in half and disappeared into the headmaster's room.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

Garden.

Interestingly, when Ralph's lightning avatar left the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid, an unknown magic from the Forbidden Forest condensed into a crown on his avatar's head.

It was the Forbidden Forest consciousness that blessed the Ravenclaw crown, which was already in the shape of the Forbidden Forest.

Under the astonished gazes of the faculty and students, Hagrid led Ralph into the nearest dean's office, Professor McGonagall's.

With Professor McGonagall's permission, they entered the baptismal room in the Room of Requirement.

The stone slab had disappeared into the air, except for a rough stone platform standing in the center of the room.

Although the stone platform is rustic, it always gives people a sense of sublimity.

Soon, the professors all came, with the mentality of learning, Albus also came to see the excitement.

When they saw the elementalized King of the Forbidden Forest, they were all a little surprised.

"What is this?"

Albus asked his doubts.

He felt that the thunderbolts that made up the King of the Forbidden Forest were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

"This is the evolution of the magic that is closest to the source of life."

Ralph explained.

"Origin magic? Can you get to that point?"

Albus said in surprise, while the rest of the professors looked confused, a little unsure of what they were saying.

Ralph explained it to them.

He placed his magic in the star spring, and the magic absorbed from it gradually turned into a whole that could be separated from himself.

At the same time, Ralph also tells them that the Starspring was made by the Grim Reaper taking the pit of an elderberry, turning the pit into a bowl, and scooping the water from the river.

This reminds everyone of the legend of the Three Brothers and the Deathly Hallows.

In the story, the three brothers cross the river with their magical abilities, and the Grim Reaper appears on the riverbank to meet them.

Legend has it that the river was a trap laid by the god of death in order for death to embrace the three brothers.

But the three brothers crossed the river and flew away from death, much to the chagrin of death.

The Grim Reaper pretends to appreciate their magic and offers to give each of them a gift.

The boss was aggressive and wanted an invincible wand, and the Grim Reaper folded a note from the elderberry by the river, wiped it in his hand, and handed it to him.

The second child was arrogant and wanted to humiliate the god of death, so he asked for the power to break through death, and the god of death was dissatisfied with a stone by the river, lightly wiped it, turned into a gem, and handed it to him.

The third child was humble and wanted something that could avoid the prying eyes of death, so the god of death reluctantly cut off his robe, turned it into a cloak, and gave it to him.

The trio took the gift of death and left an enduring legend in the wizarding world.

The Boss relied on the Elder Wand to solve the troubles on the way, and in a tavern, he boasted loudly about how invincible he was with the powerful wand he had obtained from the Grim Reaper.

That night, a thief sneaked into his room, stole the wand, and wiped his throat as well.

The Grim Reaper stood at his side and watched everything, and the Boss's soul came out of his body in confusion.

He looked at his transparent body, then at his death self, and helplessly at death.

Death stretched out his hand, old and emaciated.

"Ugh."

A silent sigh echoed through the room, and the Boss handed his hand to Death.

Hogwarts Chase Storm.

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