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In the empty back room of the tavern, Grindelwald finished his beer and walked to Hermione.
"People's hearts? Perhaps it's not necessarily so."
The old man picked up the stack of documents next to the girl, flipped through a few pages casually, and after a few seconds of silence, he glanced at Hermione casually, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said softly, with a hint of meaning.
"Indeed, whether it's that unfinished aircraft carrier, or real estate and light industrial production plants in the non-magical world, they all seem to have considerable value - I never knew there were so many treasures in the non-magical world."
"They've always been there, it's just that you've never cared about them." Hermione replied calmly, "Besides, as Hogwarts' economic advisor, investing in high-value areas and pursuing profits, isn't that a perfectly normal principle?"
"No problem, but the premise is..."
Grindelwald glanced at Hermione, grinned, and said.
"These values aren't something you've forced upon them, are they, my lovely little angel."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
Hermione's eyes flickered, and a hint of confusion appeared on her face.
Grindelwald shook his head and said.
"Leeches, lacewings, these are the most humble of insects, but after being modulated by a potions master, they can be boiled into a valuable Polyjuice Potion; birch wood, larch wood, these are trees that can be seen everywhere in daily life, only after being processed by a wandmaker can they be made into wands with magical power..."
Saying that, Grindelwald picked up the stack of documents in his hand and shook it, extending his index finger and tapping it with a crisp sound.
"Without magical power and subsequent modification plans, that aircraft carrier is just a pile of scrap steel for most forces; without the bet with Gringotts, and the subsequent direction of magical-scientific output, the Muggle scientists you proposed to accept and the currency piled up underground at Hogwarts are equally useless."
The old man sighed, looking at the little witch in front of him with a gentle gaze.
"Do you think Albus and I can't see it? The truly valuable thing is you, not these things you're talking about. This also means that you are actually using the power of the magical world to help the Muggles in the non-magical world."
"So?"
Hermione raised her head, her lake-blue eyes looking at Grindelwald quietly, and asked softly.
"That's right, this is actually an aid program, a humanitarian aid using the power of the magical world, not a capitalist aid program... I admit I have selfish motives, but as long as I find a win-win way, what does it matter? You and Dumbledore's professors, isn't it precisely because of this that you have tacitly approved of all this?"
"Not entirely."
Grindelwald was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice.
"I didn't want to reprimand or question you, but you must be clear that Muggles are not simple-minded animals. If you are good to them, they may be temporarily grateful, but once you go against their interests, they will not hesitate to tear off the disguise of friendship and use your help to deal with you."
Historically, behaviors similar to Hermione's are not uncommon. In fact, in the long river of history, there have been periods of close honeymoon between wizards and Muggles, but eventually they all turned into wars and hostility over time.
And whenever that happened, the magical world, with its veil of mystery stripped away, always suffered the most.
But for Grindelwald, the most important thing right now is not to continue to keep it secret - times have changed, and the integration and frankness between the magical world and the non-magical world will happen sooner or later. Rather than waiting for the verdict, it is better to take the initiative.
What he is concerned about is actually...
"Hermione Granger, I'm starting to get worried."
Grindelwald took out his wand and tapped his palm with it, asking softly.
"When the time comes that everyone has to choose a side, which side will you stand on?"
The room suddenly became unusually quiet, and a powerful magic gradually brewed in the tavern. Wizards' emotions can always generate pressure more easily than Muggles, especially wizards of Grindelwald's level.
Grindelwald looked into Hermione's eyes quietly, waiting for the girl's answer.
As if not feeling the pressure in Grindelwald's tone, Hermione answered with a relaxed expression.
"I won't choose."
"Hmm? That's not something you can decide..."
Hearing Hermione's answer, a hint of hidden disappointment flashed in the eyes of the first Dark Lord, and he sighed imperceptibly.
"You may have some misunderstandings. I'm not trying to escape. What I mean is..."
However, before Grindelwald could finish his words, Hermione raised her voice and interrupted him.
"That's right, one day, everyone will face a choice. But it's not the way you and Professor Dumbledore imagined, dividing along the outdated boundary between the magical world and the non-magical world, that's too boring..."
Hermione smiled slightly, put down the water glass in her hand, stood up and walked to Grindelwald, looked up at the old first Dark Lord, the look in her eyes was so hot that it was a little scary.
"When that time comes, everyone will only have two choices... stand on my side, or stand on my side in the future. Whether it's the magical world, the non-magical world, the magical creature world, the animal kingdom..."
Hermione stretched out her left hand, her five fingers slowly swiping in front of Grindelwald's eyes, clenching her palm into a fist.
"I want it all!"
A burst of brilliance erupted in Grindelwald's eyes.
Sure enough, this little girl's appetite is much bigger than he imagined. Even he didn't have such great ambition and ideas back then, trying to gather and integrate all the power together - this is the Dark Lord who can be called the hope of the new world.
As for what will happen in the future, he doesn't care.
The disintegration of the Soviet Union brought him too many emotions. He would rather entrust the future to a more radical wizard than have a lofty, compassionate Mother Theresa lead the magical world to voluntarily "disintegrate" in the future.
In order to prevent this from happening, Grindelwald has even made the worst plan - to personally execute the traitor.
"So, do you have any other questions, Grandpa?"
Hermione glanced at Grindelwald, who was close at hand, put her fair little hand lightly on the old man's arm, and the other hand on the front of Grindelwald's chest, like a timid little granddaughter.
Grindelwald came back to his senses, his lips moved, and he smiled bitterly and released the wand in his hand.
This range of distance is enough for him to see the powerful magic lingering on the girl's fingertips.
"I surrender, don't do anything..."

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