Grindelwald listened to Dumbledore's story quietly and nodded thoughtfully.
"A being that cannot be killed by the killing curse is indeed a difficult guy."
"To be precise, it is an existence that can survive under its own killing curse."
Dumbledore frowned and added, not deliberately avoiding Elena. As for the old spider Aragog, he had already wisely held a few roasted spider legs and retracted into his lair, leaving the wizards' silent barrier.
scope.
"I once checked the place where he cast the last spell, and there was no physical body left. Judging from the signs left by Xunxunying, Voldemort was disintegrated into smoke and dust almost instantly - as far as I know, only wizards can
This will only happen when you use the killing curse yourself."
"What is the so-called real death? It's pitiful that you can't even control your own life."
A look of understanding appeared on Grindelwald's face, he glanced at Elena who was a little confused next to him, spread his hands and explained.
"The power of the curse comes from emotions and thoughts, I think you should already know that. Therefore, when a wizard casts the Killing Curse on himself, the curse will not only erase the soul. After all, the Killing Curse
The principle is——"
"Ahem." Dumbledore suddenly cleared his throat.
"Well, well, now doesn't seem like the right time to study the Killing Curse."
Faced with Dumbledore's warning gaze, Grindelwald shrugged helplessly and turned the topic back.
"So, Albus, do you know what method he used to avoid the Killing Curse?"
"There are some speculations, but unfortunately I have no evidence..."
"I understand," Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and said with a grin, "Don't worry, with the combined efforts of the two of us, plus this little girl and this big dog, we want to subdue a seriously injured wizard.
, it is still very easy to do - the only difficulty is how to prevent him from escaping..."
"On the contrary!"
Before Grindelwald could finish speaking, Dumbledore shook his head and said in a serious voice.
"The purpose of what I am telling you today is to hope that you will not stimulate and test Quirinus Quirrell or Voldemort too much in the future. At least this current state is the best for the entire magical world.
Already."
"So that's what you meant - do nothing?"
Grindelwald's face gradually turned cold, the corner of his mouth raised a disdainful arc, and he let out a sneer.
"After all these years, Albus, it turns out you still haven't made any progress."
"Gellert, you don't understand that this involves more than just Voldemort's problem - putting all the conflicts on him alone is undoubtedly the wisest approach now."
"Sorry, I may see this aspect more clearly than you, Mr. Principal."
Grindelwald sneered, shaking the roasted spider legs in his hand to light Dumbledore, as if holding a magic wand.
"I don't even need to know the details. I can think of the behind-the-scenes driving force behind Voldemort. The pure-blood wizard family, as well as the group of stubborn old guys, are just the last struggles and madness of the old era."
"Then you should know that time is on our side."
Dumbledore casually pushed the spider legs away from Grindelwald's hand and replied calmly.
"The proportion of half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards in the wizarding world will only increase. This is an unstoppable trend. In a few decades, even if there is a Minister of Magic who is born in the Muggle world, I will not be disappointed.
Any surprises.”
"At that point, will he speak for Muggles or wizards?"
Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore with a joking expression, and continued without waiting for the old wizard to answer.
"After all, you are still escaping, Albus. Ten years ago, you missed an excellent opportunity to integrate the power of the magical world. And now, the opportunity is presented to you again, and you actually just want to maintain the status quo and continue to observe?
!”
"Times have changed, Gellert."
Dumbledore unhurriedly peeled off a roasted spider leg, tore off a piece of white meat and put it into his mouth, "Today's magical world does not need an outstanding leader. Contradictions and conflicts have been alleviated compared to what we used to do."
Too much."
"However, those obstacles are still there, aren't they?"
Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"I admit that the price paid to change everything fifty years ago was indeed too high, but if it were now..."
"There is still no difference. This is not a product that can be bargained for." Dumbledore shook his head firmly.
"Oh? Really? That's not what you said back then."
Grindelwald snorted coldly and looked into Dumbledore's eyes with a deep sense of ridicule on his face.
"Besides, you only need to catch Voldemort, ask one by one for the list of wizards who have supported and participated in his activities, and use this impeccable excuse to carry out a final cleanup, and all the obstacles in front of you will be solved."
Dumbledore's expression became more serious, he put down the roasted spider legs in his hand and said in a deep voice.
"If you do that, a lot of people will die."
"It's only a dozen at most, but it's worth it, isn't it? I remember... they're called Death Eaters, right? Taking this opportunity to reasonably eliminate unstable factors, not many people will feel sad for these guys.
Bar?"
"We have discussed this issue many times, Gellert."
Dumbledore frowned impatiently, glanced at the white-haired group beside him who was holding his chin with interest, watching the two people debate, and subconsciously spoke a little louder.
"Sacrificing some people for some lofty goals is a mistake in itself. Just like Quirinus Chilo, at least until now, he has not made too many mistakes - you can't do it to prevent the so-called
future, directly cutting off all possibilities.”
"Oh, what a noble belief."
Grindelwald let out a mocking snort.
"Albus, is it possible that in all these years, you have never done anything similar...well, cruel? People are always pursuing nobility, but most of them just talk about it. Fighting against the Death Eaters more than ten years ago
Didn't you do something similar when you were there?"
Facing Grindelwald's rhetorical question, Dumbledore suddenly fell into a long silence.
Just when Elena thought that this discussion would end with Grindelwald's temporary victory, Dumbledore's slightly dry voice came to her ears.
Elena had never heard such a voice from the old man, and she was weak and trembling.