The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 196 Top of Snow Mountain

"Are you planning to frame me with the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Dumbledore?"

After repeatedly confirming that he was not dazzled when he saw the signed name, Zhang Qi raised his head.

"Although it is indeed an efficient way to maintain safety by assuming the worst possible scenario for others, I still hope that my students can become a little brighter inside."

After hearing this, Dumbledore scratched his beard in embarrassment, and then continued:

"I think you should know who this is, right?"

"Gellert Grindelwald, Europe's first Dark Lord, a madman with both temperament and ideals, is now imprisoned in Nurmengard Castle in Austria."

Zhang Qi paused, then frowned and asked:

"You still keep in touch with him"?

"We are old friends. Even though he is still serving his sentence in prison, it is normal for him to exchange some letters on a daily basis."

Dumbledore stared at the westward sun, not knowing what he was thinking.

"But he is old now. Even if he is released, he will not be able to cause trouble to everyone as before, so the current jurisdiction is naturally much looser."

"Not to mention that this year's rotation is one of our own, and your grandfather also had some exchanges with Gellert back then, and your grandmother back then"...

"Please don't mention my grandmother. The rejection she suffered when she was young was a life-long pain for her. Even on her deathbed, my grandmother was still calling that person's name in hallucinations."

"But it makes me hate him even more."

Zhang Qi said coldly.

"The things of the older generation should not be kept in the hearts of young people. After all, the old people were once young. Let the things that should be passed away be allowed to corrode with time."

Dumbledore also sighed.

Those who were discerning back then could see Vader's feelings for Grindelwald, but few knew that this was impossible.

Because Grindelwald has already made an agreement with someone.

A promise that spans bloodlines.

The two pendants are still carefully preserved in a delicate box, and Dumbledore will wipe them gently with a clean handkerchief when he is free.

Only Dumbledore himself understood the pain of that year.

When he pointed the tip of the glowing green wand at his lover, Dumbledore was very sure that he had no consciousness to do it.

If Grindelwald had fought back then, history would have been completely rewritten.

But he didn't.

After realizing that he had made a mistake, Grindelwald threw away his wand dejectedly and sat there with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The swarming international Auror team immediately arrested him, and then established the International Wizarding Tribunal for trial.

In the end, Grindelwald was sentenced to life imprisonment and spent the rest of his life in the cold Nurmengard Tower.

Dumbledore also gave up the power he had at his fingertips and instead taught peace of mind at Hogwarts.

Because it was then that he realized that there was a fundamental problem in the magic world.

Wizards' discrimination against ordinary people and ordinary people's fear of wizards' special abilities will eventually create a war.

And the only thing he can do is to tell those children what kindness is and what love is.

If everyone in this world knew what kindness was and how to make themselves kind, then all disputes would naturally disappear.

Dumbledore actually knew in his heart that this utopian fantasy was impossible.

But that doesn't stop him from doing his best.

After all, one of Grindelwald's Chinese friends once discussed this issue with Dumbledore, and the man said this at the time:

"Look at us, we've done everything you thought we couldn't do."

After that conversation, although the two never formally met again, Dumbledore worked hard for this sentence for nearly 50 years.

Because he also believes that as long as he persists in doing it, the impossible will eventually become possible.

"Can you ensure the confidentiality of this meeting?"

Zhang Qi sat there thinking for a long time and asked abruptly.

"Of course I can. I've been there several times and no one has found me yet."

Dumbledore nodded firmly.

"I remember that when you sent me the admission letter, you also told me that it was safe here, but it seems that the facts are not consistent with this"...

Zhang Qi's face twitched involuntarily.

"I promise you, kid, this is really an accident. You will be able to enjoy your life in school this year."

Dumbledore said very solemnly.

"I, I will lend you some good words"...

Zhang Qi wanted to punch the old man in his heart, but he held it back in the end.

"So when are we going to leave"?

Zhang Qiping calmed down his mood and then asked.

"What about now? You can come back just in the evening."

Dumbledore took a look and saw that the afternoon sun was already setting in the west, and nodded with confidence in his heart.

"Then it's better to be respectful than obey orders. How are we going to go?"

"Oh, it's a magical way. I have always felt that this way of traveling is actually very comfortable."

Dumbledore said with a smile, then reached out and patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder.

"Fox".

"Peng"!

With the sound of an explosion, the two men instantly twisted and disappeared into a ball of golden-red flames.

Only a ball of hot air was left in place.

………………

"This thing is quite delicious."

On the top floor of Nurmengard, Grindelwald was sitting quietly at his small desk, reading a newspaper, with a teacup and pastry plate in front of him.

Pushing up the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, Grindelwald put another piece of scallion cake into his mouth, chewing it carefully while flipping through the newspaper in his hand.

"Happy International Children's Day."

This is the news section.

"Today, tomorrow and the next three days will usher in the first round of heavy rainfall"...

This should be the weather forecast section for Muggles, but it seems to be similar to what I calculated.

Grindelwald flipped through the newspapers that the guards brought from China. Although these newspapers were delivered with the supplies every week, usually for a week at night, and they were printed in the most difficult Chinese in the world.

But Grindelwald was still very happy to see it, because life here is very boring.

"China announced that its first aircraft carrier was launched for trial sea trials and will be delivered to the navy for training soon."

Grindelwald turned to the last page of the newspaper, and the news occupied a large section.

"call"!

Just when he pushed up the glasses on his nose again, intending to watch the news carefully.

Grindelwald's ears, which were slightly duller than those in his youth, heard the sound of burning fire coming from behind.

"Dumbledore"?

Grindelwald turned around in surprise, only to find that his old lover was not the only one coming.

That young and immature face gradually overlapped with that of someone in my impression.

Grindelwald nodded in realization.