Chapter 108: Chapter 84: A Century-Long Pact! Snape’s Evil!
Inside the dark and towering New Moncade Tower.
Ti seed to freeze this long-awaited reunion into a painting, the faint light at the top of the tower piercing the thick stone walls, casting a dappled light on the two old friends who were once giants of magic.
Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald locked eyes. They are a story of a century, half a century of unspoken words, with a complex and indescribable emotion lingering in the air.
Both a reunion of mories and a touch of serene subtlety.
"Please, sit."
Gellert Grindelwald broke the silence first. The prison he was in was dark but not damp, and the simple bed, table, and chairs did not feel at all shabby.
Ti and imprisonnt had etched deep marks on this ambitious man’s face, yet he remained handso. His unadorned dark robes and gray-white hair were clearly well cared for.
"Did you foresee my coming?" Dumbledore sat across from Gellert Grindelwald, his elegant purple robes a testant that he had washed away the gri of the battle.
"There’s no need for prophecy; I just had to wait every day... this mont would always co." Gellert Grindelwald’s blue eyes were like gemstones in the deep sea.
The emotions in his eyes remained as fervent as before, while the magic chains on his wrists and ankles symbolized his lost freedom, yet seed unable to completely lock away his still-resurgent heart.
"Your man who was watching
is dead, hmm, though maybe you already knew that." Dumbledore did not engage in much small talk.
Perhaps he didn’t know what to talk about, or maybe he didn’t want to face their past.
"Soone inford ."
Gellert Grindelwald nodded, his expression unchanged, as he continuously gazed at the old friend before him, with Dumbledore uncharacteristically avoiding his gaze.
"Are you not surprised?"
Dumbledore did not inquire who in this forbidden place could possibly have provided the notice; he knew full well that it was never the heavily guarded prison that trapped Gellert Grindelwald.
"Ronnie Ehrlich had willingly gone to his death; it just seed there was a slight accident..." Gellert Grindelwald’s blue eyes shimred lightly.
One of his pupils seed about to turn white, yet instantly reverted back to its original state.
"You wanted Aurora to kill him at so point, didn’t you?" Dumbledore had guessed this before coming, though he hadn’t ntioned it to Snape.
"Just the opposite."
Gellert Grindelwald’s smile was enigmatic. His response, fraught with complex terror, made Dumbledore’s gaze freeze, yet Dumbledore did not appear surprised.
Perhaps this was the suspicion Dumbledore truly wanted to verify.
"That was the last hope of the Grindelwald Clan, an excellent descendant with a talent equal to yours, yet you wanted her to die at the hands of your fanatical Saints."
Dumbledore sighed softly.
Gellert Grindelwald’s expression remained unchanged, "Aurora is a good child—very obedient, very talented—but being rely talented is clearly not enough."
"Perhaps you’ve already seen that Aurora’s sacrifice could be significant; this is what you taught , Albus... for that greater benefit."
Outside the tower, the wind roared.
Gellert Grindelwald’s wildness and defiance had never disappeared.
They even made Dumbledore feel as though the other had grown more mad.
"I won’t allow this to happen." Dumbledore finally locked eyes with Gellert Grindelwald, a firmness and unexplainable persistence in his gaze that made Gellert Grindelwald’s eyes tremble slightly.
"We both know that day was just an accident... this is different." He seed worried Dumbledore might misunderstand, so he beca a little anxious.
"I understand this very well; otherwise, you wouldn’t be only here." Dumbledore’s tone was blunt but seed to relieve Gellert Grindelwald.
"In truth, fate is unpredictable; I still haven’t figured it out to this day. I have grown more reverent towards it than before, so I can only tell you one thing."
"Albus, if my blood relative dies at a specific ti, an outlook far greater than the benefits you and I envision will be presented before all of us wizards."
Gellert Grindelwald’s expression was filled with awe... and fanaticism.
He seed to be attempting to persuade his old friend.
Yet.
"Absolutely not!"
Dumbledore’s response was brief but resounding. Gellert Grindelwald was initially exuding so spirited and eager anticipation, which then slowly quieted down.
He sowhat dispiritedly waved his hand.
"Anyway, you’ve already shown I may not always be right, so forget it, especially since soone stopped
before you did; I won’t continue pushing this matter."
Gellert Grindelwald made a promise.
"Actually, when I first ca, I thought you might lie to , like before, telling
you just intended for Ronnie Ehrlich to sacrifice himself to the Hogwarts Curse."
Dumbledore’s eyes carried a dim luminescence.
Snape didn’t believe in his words.
Neither did Gellert Grindelwald.
Yet.
Gellert Grindelwald did not mind.
"We have both tasted the bitter fruit of betrayal, haven’t we? So in this matter, I surely won’t deceive you." Gellert Grindelwald smiled charmingly.
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