"Merry Christmas, Gale".
The alchemy mechanical lock was opened horizontally, Dumbledore nodded at the Divine State staff member with a slight smile, and then gently walked into the room with a wooden box full of food.
"Crack"!
He heard the sound of the door being re-locked, and Dumbledore was actually very happy. He had a full 4 hours of conversation with his close friend, and the content was absolutely confidential.
Snowflakes were fluttering outside the window, and an old man who seemed to be in a much better state of mind was reclining by the window, fascinated by the scenery outside.
"Ah, Merry Christmas".
Grindelwald said softly.
"You seem to be in a bad mood, is there anything bothering you?"
Dumbledore put the food in the box on the table, and then asked with a smile.
"Of course there is. For example, being imprisoned on this desolate tower, and someone who has no conscience has not come to see me for decades. The last time he came, he still wanted to cheat something from me"...
Grindelwald snorted coldly.
"You are a person who just likes to joke around. This dish is ready, let's eat it."
Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, then sat down at the other end of the table.
The furniture originally placed here has been replaced again, and the old shabby things have been thrown into the downstairs storage room and replaced with neat new furniture.
Although several novels that Grindelwald had hidden under the bed were turned out, the corrections did not confiscated them. Instead, they added a small bookcase to the empty room, in which some books would be replaced regularly. Those novels Plug it in now.
"Tell me, what's the matter with you coming to me this time?"
Grindelwald elegantly tied a napkin to himself, then picked up a knife and fork, cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Ah, I just feel that the child is more and more like you, so I plan to ask for your opinion."
Dumbledore also picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.
"If you don't worry, you can use your connections in the magic world to control him. Maybe his family in France is enough to control the Ministry of Magic, but the UK is your territory, and he will do what you want him to do." .
Grindelwald poured himself a glass of wine and continued:
"Besides, he didn't cultivate his own power locally, so why should you be afraid of him?"
"Unfortunately, Gail, I brought you a copy of the Daily Prophet so you can look at what's happened recently."
Dumbledore sighed, then gently placed a newspaper on the table.
"Look, this was just delivered this morning. It's the news that happened last night, the manuscript written by that unscrupulous female reporter who stayed up late."
"Wow, I just like to read manuscripts written by unscrupulous reporters. Life here is very dull, and I need such articles to relieve boredom."
Grindelwald picked up the newspaper with interest, then lowered his head and began to read it carefully.
"Fire Tornado in Knockturn Alley"!
Gu≈lt;/span≈gt; "Yesterday evening, two wizards in disguised costumes broke into the UK's largest black market and set fire to almost the entire Knockturn Alley. ".
"The Attorney General of the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour, led the Auror team to the scene immediately after receiving the news and had a head-to-head confrontation with the two wizards. After a while, he left very gracefully."
"The two wizards called themselves Bishops and Phantom Thieves, and their names were Otto Apocalis and Karen Kaslana, which were confirmed to be false names by the Ministry of Magic's domicile management staff."
"Looks like it was lively in London last night."
Grindelwald smiled softly, then continued to read.
"Unexpectedly, the Auror Squad is an elite team that the Ministry of Magic once promoted. It once intercepted the notorious magical animal smuggling gang in Ireland, but in this operation, it was so vulnerable, a full 12 All elite operatives were wounded."
"As a conscientious reporter, I have to express my doubts here - the most elite action team has been defeated by two people, and because of the mercy of the other party, we have to doubt the Ministry of Justice Attorney General Can the current strength still protect us safely?"
"This time the attack happened on the black market, so the next time it may happen in Diagon Alley, the Ministry of Magic or even Hogwarts, then it's not the dark wizard who should die, but the innocent of us and our children."
"The Scoop from Rita Skeeter".
"Well, black and white writing is always the most powerful weapon in peaceful times."
Grindelwald folded the newspaper with a smile, then threw it back.
"I don't quite believe it. I know that the current Ministry of Magic employees can't even cast an iron armor spell, but the Auror as a law enforcer cannot be defeated by ordinary dark wizards, especially when a team of 12 people is complete. when I was young. Even when I was young, I had to be careful if I didn't win the lottery." UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"It's a pity, Gal, you guessed wrong again. At that time, 12 Aurors in that team were indeed knocked down, and some of them were seriously injured. They lay in St. Mungo's Magic Hospital for several days before recovering. return".
Dumbledore rubbed his temples with a headache.
"Oh? Then you need to check it out. Is it possible that the student you once liked has made a comeback?"
Grindelwald sneered, but the knife and fork cutting the steak did not stop for a moment.
"Definitely not, because I know who those two people are."
Dumbledore sighed, then pushed a plate of roast meat in front of Grindelwald.
"Don't you want to say that those two children did it?"
Grindelwald swallowed the meat in his mouth, and then showed a look of surprise.
"Yes, remember the wonderful time travel I once told you? The mask that Miss Carlene was wearing was designed and made by that child and Ms. Lamenclau."
Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and continued, ignoring Grindelwald's surprised expression:
"Some of Fudge's previous actions obviously angered the child, so he plans to start from the more vulnerable parts. Although this move can't directly overthrow the Ministry of Magic like you did, it is enough to keep Fudge busy for a while." .
"Ah, I am really getting more and more interested in this child. If you can give it to me to cultivate, I promise that I will never fail this time."
Grindelwald wiped his mouth with a napkin very elegantly, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Chapter end
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