Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"This is the difference between revolution and politics, Albus ..."

Grindelwald stood up and walked over to the fireplace to pound the charcoal fire inside to make the room warmer.

"When people have to contend with reality for the sake of ideals and future, they often have no room for retreat-for the wizards who follow me, one step back they will lose love, freedom, respect, truth ... …; For the Soviets who huddled in the ruins of Stalingrad that winter, what would be lost by taking a step back would be the entire future ... "

The first-generation Dark Lord reached out and touched the frost that had formed by the window, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

"However, politics is different. The essence of politics is to achieve balance through constant compromise."

"Humans are such a contradictory and greedy existence, and in a stable environment, they will always expect more."

"And when the former asylum became a stumbling block, compared with a little bit of change and adaptation, most of the simple-minded idiots are more inclined to directly negate and completely reshape a new rule-obviously, In their eyes, the latter is easier and simpler than the former ... hey ... "

Grindelwald paused, making a rather dull chuckle.

"It seemed that I thought that way back then ... Breaking everything up again will always give people an inexplicable sense of sublime and mission. The shortest and fastest way to the 'right' direction. Albus, do you now understand the inconsistent sense of sight, where did it come from? "

"......"

Dumbledore was silent for a while, looking quietly at Grindelwald's back with a dry voice.

"Gail, I still think ... The Soviet Union, those Muggles are different. They are very powerful, aren't they?"

"Unfortunately this is not a war, nor is it simply a matter of size, it is not a matter of life and strength."

Grindelwald shook his head and looked at the blurry reflection on the window with a soft smile.

"If you have more ideas, you have more smart people. The more smart people, the more stupid you have. The smart people are the most indispensable in every era."

"Did you know? Albus. What the world lacks is like you, who knows the problem, and insists on choosing the most difficult and unlucky detour, hopeless fool and idealist-just It seemed like me at the beginning, and it seemed like the little idiot who insisted on pulling those Muggles out of the quagmire. "

"This is not the same thing, Gail. Muggles are different from wizards."

Dumbledore stood up and walked over to Grindelwald. He took off the robe on the wooden frame and put it on the shoulder of the old demon. There was a little hesitation in the tone, and then he became firm again.

"Sorry, I still can't fully recognize the thing you want to say! Everyone is free. We can't force our thoughts and behaviors on them. Hogwarts is not a kidnapper. nest."

"This is the same thing!"

Grindelwald turned his head, staring at Dumbledore, who was slightly shorter than him, and said seriously.

"Since being in human society, there can be no such thing as complete freedom. Of course, I do not deny that there is indeed that kind of pure freedom in nature-beasts without order restraint are all free."

"If the order is broken for the so-called freedom, then they may not even count as humans."

The first-generation Dark Lord's eyes burned with aggressive flames, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Let's bet? Albus. In two months, less than two months, we don't need to do anything. Ukraine, Russia, Belarus ... All these countries will fall into cruel chaos. Times. If the situation really develops to that situation, you will stop intervening and questioning this matter in the future. "

Facing Grindelwald's rare aggressive look, Dumbledore's lips twitched and fell into silence.

After a long time, Albus Dumbledore took his initiative to look away and took a deep breath.

"But ... why? It's not your character, Gael, did the kid talk to you alone?"

"No, her cerebellar seeds don't think of these things."

Grindelwald's eyes widened with coldness, and he shook his head recklessly.

"Perhaps in her mind, she has n’t even thought about it. The great principal Hogwarts may temporarily change her mind on the planned action day-but there are always people who have suffered losses will remember this. , Isn't it? Professor Dumbledore. "

Dumbledore sighed bitterly and said nothing.

The first-generation Dark Lord glanced at the silent old man. His left hand moved slightly, as if he wanted to lift it up, but he didn't wait for his wrist to turn completely before hanging down again, pretending to keep turning his head and looking out the dark window.

"I know you are confused, why do I value Elena's plan so much, even more so than her."

Grindelwald stared into the darkness in the distance, his voice gradually calmed down, and he said slowly.

"Of course, this is not because I started to like Muggles, nor is it how important and powerful I think Elena's little girl said about the science of Muggles-in fact, I can't understand her Barbara at all What did you say? "

"I just suddenly thought that if, as Elena sees in her prophecy, when the entire human world collapsed in the face of such a behemoth that could become a civilized catastrophe, all the people around you would go to eat the benefits. And the hyenas who have fallen into the rock. Then one day, when the magic world is facing the disaster of extinction, will anyone in this world really think of leaving civilization and fire for magic? "

"Admit it, Albus. The magic is indeed dying, leaving little time and opportunity for the wizards."

"Elena is right about one thing. The flesh and blood left in the dead Soviet Union is enough to save any endangered world-whether it is non-magic or magic. If we fail this time, then It is very likely that we will never wait for the next chance to get back to life unless we take the risk ... "

"... Gail, you may be too pessimistic."

After a while, Dumbledore took a deep breath, and his voice was a bit jerky, "You have really changed a lot over the years ... If you can ... Alas ... But the so-called day is just the worst. It ’s just a plan, is n’t it ... "

"Albus, I did make too many mistakes ..."

Grindelwald shook his head and raised his hand on Dumbledore's shoulder, his eyes a little confused.

"Now what I have done is not for the sake of greater benefit. In the final analysis, it is actually how much I can make up before entering the soil-after all, the decades of war almost destroyed magic and magic. boundary……"

The old man sighed and said nothing more.

After another extremely long silence, Dumbledore patted Grindelwald on the back of the hand on his shoulder.

"Perhaps, we all think too much."

Dumbledore glanced across the pile of manuscript papers the girl left on the table and said softly.

"The Soviet Union is a fairly powerful country. Since they passed the military parade on the Red Square in Moscow that year, they survived the blockade of Leningrad and survived the street battle of Stalingrad ... There is no reason to fall back this year. It ’s not before a serious Christmas. Even if it finally disintegrates and becomes an independent country, each one is still very powerful. "

"Maybe Elena's predictions and deductions are inaccurate, maybe both of us will end up having a free time because of the little girl's willfulness . Neither will there be so many people starved to death, nor will there be wars or displacements, and stupid things cannot happen continuously ... "

"Oh, is it." Grindelwald replied softly, "Yeah ... Then the magic world also found another ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Can you keep yourself on the right path of mystery and continuous progress? Then Of course, the best case ... "

In the office of the Hogwarts Principal's Office, the two tired men stopped talking and looked at the tongue of tongue ruffled silently in the fireplace.

What will happen in the future ...

It is no longer possible to be controlled by one person or two, and in less than a month, according to Elena's "prophecy", everything will settle on Christmas Eve, and to that time……

Dumbledore silently opened the drawer of the desk, and turned out two small brown medicine bottles, one bottle was held in his hand, and the other bottle was handed to the same worried first-generation Dark Lord, and neither of them spoke again. .

The years really changed too many things.

Right now it's just a little late, and my heart is starting to feel uncomfortable ...

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And on the other side, the Ministry of Magic.

Connelly Fudge confirmed the note in his hand again and again, the expression of terror and ecstasy interlaced on his face.

"... Hogwarts, Dumbledore, Hogwarts ... Guling Pavilion, fairies, rubles ... he ..."

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(Mommy !!!)