Ravenclaw's victory came as a surprise.

When the team met the next day, Ralph and William were flattered to learn that they had become Quidditch Stars, and that Gryffindor and Slytherin's Quidditch teams were discussing tactics against them.

In the following time, Ralph and Willian also actively participated in the training of the Quidditch team, and calmed their minds.

When it comes to the psychological aspect, the most important professor at Hogwarts is the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

When Grindelwald teaches some knowledge points, when explaining the actual examples, he will remind everyone to correct their mentality.

In these examples, many wizards are in trouble because of their superiority mentality.

Because of this, Dumbledore often teased Grindelwald in the headmaster's room, saying that he was such a proud person that he would teach young wizards to calm down and not think highly of themselves because they knew magic.

Grindelwald's answer was very serious, and if they were like us, I wouldn't have taught; But they are not us, and as a teacher, I have to take responsibility for their lives.

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Dumbledore had a good laugh, and he felt that it was the right decision to let Gellert teach here, not only to find a good teacher for the children, but also to change him.

"How's the matter with the fire dragon?"

Dumbledore asked, pulling out a packet of raw melon seeds from a drawer, as well as a small bottle of potion and numerous crystals.

Raw melon seeds are produced by sunflowers, and among the sunflowers cultivated by Professor Sprout, there are sunflowers that are specially used to produce melon seeds, which is the part that the professor distributes to the school.

"I've written the letter. However, you must know that many people have taken refuge in the Dark Lord. It may take a while. ”

Grindelwald said, picking among the flavors.

"How about this plus this and this?"

He pulled out a few bottles, raised an eyebrow, and said.

"You can try."

Dumbledore looked at it and nodded.

Grindelwald took out the corresponding flavor crystal, put it in the vial of potion, and turned it slightly, and the magic power on his body was absorbed by it, completing the last step of the potion.

This is the melon seed flavor enhancer developed by Ralph and them, which can use the flavor crystals to flavor themselves. Mix the melon seeds and flavor enhancer together, stir for a while, wait for the potion to dry up, and serve.

Unlike fried melon seeds, only the shell of the melon seeds is the best part of the taste, but the fried melon seeds also have an advantage, that is, they retain the original taste of the melon seeds.

The two of them were chatting about the future while munching melon seeds. Although it is said that when people are old, they will love to remember the past, but these two old people are not like this.

They talked about the future direction of Hogwarts, and about the future that might happen to wizards.

He also talked about the Muggle world, which is changing rapidly. Grindelwald had some regrets, if he had succeeded, the wizards would not have to face these problems.

But he still failed. One of the Tinder plans was to learn about Muggles in order to integrate into Muggle society.

Fortunately, he failed, otherwise the wizard could face an even more tragic future, the outcome of an outright war with Muggles.

The power of the individual is limited, and there is no resistance in the face of the power of the group. After Muggles have figured out the characteristics of wizards, the scales of victory will tip in Muggles' favor in an instant.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald discussed a lot, and it didn't make sense that the declining wizarding world had bred both of them in the same period.

After considering the world and magic, they had their own conjectures.

Grindelwald was chosen by the world to promote civil unrest in the wizarding world, exposing it to Muggle society completely, and thus using Muggles to eliminate the last resistance to the magic of silence.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, is the one chosen by magic to maintain the last pure land of magic.

The two were born with a mission, and although they did not achieve the final mission, they did complete part of it.

During Grindelwald's wreaking havoc, too many wizards died in the civil war, and although Dumbledore intervened to stop him, the wizarding world also ushered in an unprecedented decline.

The "Secrecy Law" was enacted, and the wizarding world entered a state of "seclusion", which can be regarded as a kind of completion of Dumbledore's mission.

"Who do you think the magic has chosen this time?"

Grindelwald said, sipping melon seeds. I took a glass of Aledford, took a sip, and my mouth immediately dried.

"I don't know. But I know that fate will not be so simple for us to know. ”

Dumbledore shook his head.

"The fate of eating Merlin's stinky socks!"

Grindelwald sighed. In his life, he was too close to fate. Prophecy is something fate is willing to let you know, but the price will also be paid when you try to change the prophecy.

"What about Ralph? He's got a lot of talent! ”

Retracting the emotions exposed, Grindelwald said.

"And what do you think of his life? Is it really 'pitiful' as outsiders say? ”

Dumbledore still recognized Ralph's talent, but he didn't think Ralph was predestined.

"I don't know. You can see that he gets along well with his neighbors and his friends. You don't seem bad for him either. ”

Grindelwald said, raising an eyebrow at Dumbledore.

"Happy people are blessed by fate. The fate of the chosen ones is mostly unfortunate. ”

Dumbledore looked into Grindelwald's eyes and said.

"Ralph? Fox and I both had a sense of affection when we saw him, as if we were seeing our own juniors. I think the same is true of Aberforth. ”

He added that the magical feeling puzzled him and enjoyed it at the same time.

"Huh? All right. ”

Grindelwald shrugged and didn't care about it.

"Here's the reply."

Suddenly, some images flashed in his eyes, and he said.

Dumbledore glanced at him, then looked out the window.

Although Grindelwald was miserably played by fate in his early years, he did not completely give up his talent, and he was still quite useful in predicting small things, at least much better than the half-baked divination that Ralph made - wand divination.

Grindelwald walked to the window, and Dumbledore followed.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two old men, dyeing a touch of dusk on their silver-white hair.

looked at each other, only to realize that they were already so old. Time does not leave anyone, and he was once full of vitality, but he is like gray hair.

The past and the present coincide in memory, bringing not familiarity, but emotional suffocation.

"What do you think would have happened if nothing had happened?"

Grindelwald asked in a sloppy tone.

Dumbledore looked into the distance and lowered his eyes.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't dare to think about it."

He said in a gushing voice. Fantasy is the greatest enemy of human self-improvement.

But fortunately, the rest of the time, the two can still enjoy the sunrise and sunset together, talking about the few futures, and thinking about the future of the wizarding world is already their busiest business.

After a while, a withered owl flew in from afar, fluttering its wings.

The letter soon fell into Grindelwald's hands, and the withered owl was fed some food and water.

Dumbledore took a closer look at the owl, his wand appeared in his hand, and with a flick of it, the magic that had been placed on the owl suddenly broke.

The withered owl fell straight down and was placed on the couch with the help of Dumbledore's [Levitation Charm].

"Looks like your men can't be trusted!"

Dumbledore said.

"Maybe."

Grindelwald frowned, somewhat impatiently handling the various "little magic" on the envelope.

Dumbledore just looked at him with a funny expression.

"What's wrong, did I get hit?"

Grindelwald looked up from time to time, saw Dumbledore like this, and asked.

"Nope. I'm just thinking about whether or not to tell you, and I think it might be a bit presumptuous. ”

Dumbledore said.

"Ralph is the son of your illegitimate son? Or is it yours? ”

Grindelwald frowned, and said in a somewhat unkind tone.

"What are you thinking?"

The expression on Dumbledore's face suddenly collapsed, and he couldn't stand Grindelwald's words. He could even hear the chuckle of the portrait of the headmaster on the wall.

"And what do you want to say?"

Now it was Grindelwald's turn to wonder. He didn't use the trick! Could it be that his method of unbreaking the spell is outdated? This is even more impossible, it is not that he has not studied the textbook before teaching these little wizards.

Dumbledore didn't speak, but came up to him, his wand tapped on the letterhead, and a golden light lit up, which soon spread throughout the envelope.

Seeing this golden light, Grindelwald reacted, but also narrowed his eyes.

"[Curse stops]. Old! ”

Grindelwald shook his head, and instead of opening the envelope immediately, he looked at Dumbledore, and the corners of his mouth curled:

"Albus, have you forgotten someone?"

The fluttering tone sounded, which alerted Dumbledore, this guy liked to deceive people with this tone the most.

"Who?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Your favorite student!"

Grindelwald said, looking at Dumbledore with sincerity in his eyes.

Dumbledore frowned, have I ever received a very satisfied student over the years? He looked at Grindelwald suspiciously.

"Newt Scamander."

Grindelwald uttered the name word for word.

"Oh. He? What's wrong? You're not going to want revenge, are you? It's such a big person. ”

Hearing this name, Dumbledore immediately felt that Grindelwald in front of him was much cuter.

"That's going to happen! I just thought that Hogwarts needed such a magizoologist who would have what we wanted. The communication in this regard of the forbidden forest can be completely handled by him. Besides, I think it's time for him to contribute his last bit to the wizarding world......"

Grindelwald said.

Dumbledore pondered for a moment and asked:

"He's also getting older......"

"What about me?"

Grindelwald's voice suddenly rose up.

"Shall I write a letter and ask?"

Dumbledore tentatively asked.

"What to ask, I remember that he was in the UK, and he called him directly, and it was up to him to decide whether he left or not."

Grindelwald said firmly.

Dumbledore had a headache.

"The Blood Pact is yours, right?"

Grindelwald abruptly shifted the subject.

"Yes."

Dumbledore said that he finally knew something.

"Don't steal from his sniff!"

Grindelwald said, a mysterious glint in his eyes.

"Okay."

Dumbledore said.

......

Dumbledore tried his best to dissuade him, but he was defeated by the slogan "For the continuation of wizards", and had to write a letter to Newt under the supervision of Grindelwald.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore also had an argument over the content of the letter. Dumbledore felt that he should tell Newt himself, but Grindelwald thought that everything should be explained in the letter, lest people not be reluctant to come.

"Don't read the letter?"

Dumbledore asked, a little irritated.

"What's there to see, it's all like this, can there be any useful news in it?"

Grindelwald said nonchalantly.

When the two finished the letter, they saw the owl on the couch looking at them with a strange look.

The two looked at each other and replaced the withered owl.

"Hogwarts will be your home from now on."

Grindelwald touched the little head of the withered owl, and the withered owl turned its head uncomfortably.

"I have to use [Confusion Charm] on small animals, and I really go back the more I live."

Dumbledore shook his head and gestured for the letter in his hand in front of the withered owl, which dug its slender legs out of the feathers.

Looking at the owl in the distance, the two were silent for a long time.

It was Grindelwald, who looked at Dumbledore from time to time, and had a feeling of wanting to say something.

"What do you want to ask?"

Dumbledore asked curiously.

After a moment of silence, Grindelwald uttered the words:

"If Scamander died, would you mourn for him?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, pondering whether there were any traps or anything like that in this sentence, and then replied:

"According to etiquette, as his teacher and friend, I need to mourn for him."

At this point, Dumbledore frowned and continued:

"But I feel like I'm going to get ahead of him."

"I'll probably never make it to his mourning service."

Dumbledore also told a bad joke. It's a pity that no one laughs.

"Okay."

Grindelwald got an answer, not what he expected, but it was good.

"Any questions?"

Dumbledore asked gently, like a kindergarten teacher.

"What about me?"

Grindelwald tilted his head, looked at him, and uttered the words.

"You?"

Dumbledore was confused.

"If it were you, I'd be happy for you. You left this terrible world before I did. ”

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said.

The two looked at each other like this, and their eyes were each other.

At this time, Newt, who was almost eighty years old living in Dorset, received a letter from Dumbledore.

With some delight, he opened the envelope, spread out the letterhead, and read it.

"Tina, feed me this little one, he's tired."

He shouted downstairs.

"It's a shame to marry you! I have to do that, and I have to do it......"

Broken thoughts gradually came upstairs with the sound of footsteps, but Newt was in no mood to listen to Tina's broken thoughts at this time.

His brow furrowed tightly, he wouldn't have believed a word in it if it wasn't from Dumbledore.

After feeding the withered owls, Tina came over too, and when Newt didn't react to her thoughts, she knew something was in trouble.

"Whose letter? My dear. ”

She approached Newt and asked.

"Dumbledore......"

Before Newt could finish speaking, Tina began to go berserk.

"This old bee again?! Why hasn't he forgotten about you yet? That's right, how can he be willing to forget what a tool man can use? ......”

After a burst of yin and yang strange energy, Tina stopped. She remembered how much Dumbledore loved to toss his Newt.

"Honey, you might as well take a look."

Newt handed her the letter.