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"Besides you, no one else knows for the time being." Dumbledore answered calmly, "Newt is too naive and finds it difficult to keep things to himself. Besides, that girl, Erina, is just too energetic. Let her play around with Newt this month—anyway, the final results will be overseen by us. She won't be involved in the specific establishment of the association. Are you starting to miss her?"
"Not at all!"
"Then what are you worried about?"
Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, then thought for a moment and spoke again.
"By the way, I've invited a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. He should be coming to the school for an interview in a few days. This professor... well, he's a bit special. If I'm not here, I might have to trouble you to receive him first..."
"A new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Which unfortunate soul is it this time?"
Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore with a strange expression.
Over this period of time, he had learned quite a few of the school ghost stories circulating around Hogwarts.
One of the most famous was naturally the rumor about "Defense Against the Dark Arts"—it was said that the unfortunate fellow who was bitten by a dog and sent to the hospital had placed a curse on the course, and that all professors who took the job would eventually meet a bad end.
Considering that Dumbledore had seemed to be considering inviting Gilderoy Lockhart to teach at the school not long ago, Grindelwald even suspected that the "curse" rumor might have been secretly spread by Dumbledore himself, so that he could take the opportunity to quietly eliminate the "dangerous elements" in the magical world.
"Albus, it doesn't have to be so complicated... If you really think some people are an eyesore..."
Grindelwald picked up a toothpick from the edge of the plate, made a wand-shooting gesture, winked at Dumbledore, and said in a low voice with a dangerous smile, "I can take care of it for you, or those youngsters up there—they've been pretty idle lately."
"Gellert, why are you starting to believe in school rumors too?"
Dumbledore smiled wryly, spread his hands, and explained with some helplessness.
"Hogwarts' educational reform is bound to attract a lot of attention. In this sensitive period, I think it's best if you don't appear as a formal professor. On the other hand, Remus really needs a job like this."
"Remus? A young phoenix? Another one?"
Grindelwald raised an eyebrow, grabbed a handful of small fish rice and sprinkled it into Fawkes' food trough, and asked casually.
Dumbledore nodded. "Remus Lupin, is a very good young man. I think you'll like him."
"Excellent people don't 'need' work. I prefer to let them fly outside and see the world."
Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore meaningfully, grinned, and said, "Of course, Albus, your vision always confuses me a bit, just like how you always favored Newt so much decades ago—obviously, the excellent wizards you mention seem to have some bumps in the road of life."
"Remus is a werewolf, involuntarily."
Dumbledore said seriously, "Because of this special identity, he is despised by the magical world. No matter how excellent a wizard is, he can't find a job in the magical world that can provide him with food and clothing."
"A magical werewolf? Albus, why haven't you been driven out of the school by the parents yet?"
A playful expression appeared on Grindelwald's face, and then he nodded thoughtfully.
"Half-blood werewolf, half-blood giant, half-blood goblin, half-blood Veela... That makes sense, that's definitely your style, and it looks like this is the professor you specifically found for that girl, right? Or rather, a mentor for non-human wizards?"
Dumbledore nodded and admitted generously.
"There is indeed this aspect of the reason. Since she has become the Goblin Queen of Gringotts, she will inevitably be involved in the issue of her own position sooner or later. It is necessary to contact and think about this issue earlier."
It had to be admitted that Erina Kaslana's growth rate far exceeded Dumbledore's expectations.
According to the old man's original idea, perhaps it would be when the girl was approaching graduation that she would begin to encounter problems related to her own blood, or even later, after all, the majority of wizards like half-blood Veelas.
However, with Erina purifying her Veela bloodline under the influence of magic runes, the situation changed.
Even if only half of the Veela blood flows in the girl's veins, the fully activated magical bloodline obviously makes Erina's body closer to a magical creature. Normal little girls will at least grow a little taller after a year.
Perhaps the students will not associate in this regard, but Dumbledore must foresee possible problems in advance.
"Have you thought about the consequences, Albus? If people know you've hired a werewolf to be a professor."
Grindelwald frowned, paused for a moment, and said seriously.
"And this is not the worst—what if you let Erina start trying to contact werewolves, Veelas, and other magical races that are on the periphery of the wizarding world? If the scale is not properly grasped, it will be the fuse for war."
"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a pity."
Dumbledore shrugged disapprovingly, the firelight from the fireplace reflecting on his half-moon glasses.
"The Hyperion, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, your followers, the SCP Foundation members she has newly recruited, as well as the various Ministries of Magic, and the Magical Creature Association that is about to be established worldwide... that child can now give wizards an overwhelming advantage in local conflicts. And I will stand up and take responsibility, at most just resign."
Dumbledore smiled gently, and a firm, ardent look familiar to Grindelwald bloomed in his eyes.
"Interracial war is a very good opportunity. If you can't find common ground for interests, then create the same enemy. That child knows what to do, we just need to pave the way in advance."
"Albus, you really are still that cold-blooded guy at heart..."
Grindelwald shook his head and sighed softly.
As the person who knows Dumbledore best in this world, he naturally understands Dumbledore's intentions.
Undoubtedly, the best way to shape and deify a person is to sacrifice several weighty sacrifices, and in the magical world, defeating the invincible "Dark Lord" is always the most easily accepted classic story by people.
Decades ago, he had cooperated with Dumbledore to perform such a play.
It's a pity that Tom Riddle was too weak, only stirring up a reign of terror in the UK. If his influence could be a little bigger, or make a comeback and set off a bigger wave, everything would be much easier.
Perhaps...
Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore beside him, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.
Maybe...
Consider letting that disappointing, embarrassing descendant revive for a few days?
Dumbledore at this time did not notice the dangerous thoughts in Grindelwald's heart and continued.
"But before that, we still have to cultivate and guide Miss Erina Kaslana! Of course, there are those young wizards in the same batch as her. She can't carry the future of the magical world alone!"
The old wizard's face gradually became serious, and he said in a calm and low voice.
"The development of the non-magical world was not so fast before, and it didn't matter much if wizards lagged behind a bit. But now the times are different. Muggles have begun to make us unable to understand. If we don't change, it will be too late!"
"Whether it's Quidditch, magical creatures, or magic, these are all part of magic."
"Although I don't know where the most effective leverage point is, but try more, and you will always find the right one..."
Dumbledore walked to the window, looked at the invisible clouds in the sky, and said with emotion.
"Fifty years ago..."
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