Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 340, Section 334: I'm worried that this castle won't be able to withstand it.

"And who doesn't die? Even Nicolas Flamel, who lived for hundreds of years, chose to face death at the age of 665." Dumbledore, with his back to Grindelwald, chuckled and shook his head. He believed Grindelwald's words wholeheartedly; if he said he saw the future, then it must be true.

However, he had prepared for death long ago; he had lived to be 115 years old, which was long enough.

Moreover, for powerful wizards, death is only the beginning.

Perhaps years from now, he will appear as a white-robed mage wielding a great sword.

"Nico Flamel? Is he dead too? Another one of the few wizards we knew is gone."

Grindelwald's voice was filled with regret.

The two seemed to have different focuses; Dumbledore was relieved, while Grindelwald was filled with emotion.

He then said with reminiscence, "Half a century has passed, but it all feels like yesterday. Those 'assistants' who followed me back then have mostly returned to dust, vanished with the wind."

"The few remaining ones also sought refuge with your student."

Voldemort's followers were called Death Eaters, while Grindelwald's followers were referred to by him as "Helpers," although they were known to the outside world as the "Witch Party."

Grindelwald sighed here, but Dumbledore did not respond.

Then silence fell again. The two, who once shared the same ideals, talked about everything under the sun, as if they had endless topics to discuss, sharing their ideals and talking for days and nights on end.

They were speechless, and it was Grindelwald who broke the silence.

"Dumbledore, this may be the last time we meet. Are you unwilling to even see me one last time?"

Grindelwald stared at Dumbledore's retreating figure, his eyes seemingly filled with something indescribable.

From the moment they left until now, Dali and the others have been standing quietly to the side, eating melons and listening to the two old men reminiscing.

Even Ron, who is usually the noisiest, was unusually silent.

What difference does it make whether we see it or not?

Dumbledore shook his head; he had long since let go of the past: "I'm here only to bring hope to the wizarding world."

"Is it them?"

Grindelwald's gaze shifted from Dumbledore for the first time, landing on Dudley and the others, his focus lingering on Dudley, Harry, and Neville.

"actually."

Grindelwald slowly withdrew his gaze from the three men and looked once more at Dumbledore's retreating figure.

"I see more than one future. This is a very strange thing; I've never seen anything like it before."

His words surprised even Dumbledore, more than just one. The future?

Grindelwald, regardless of whether Dumbledore could see it or not, pointed to his eye and said, "You know, I'm different from other wizards with prophetic blood. Through this eye, I can glimpse a sliver of the future, but not the whole picture."

"Through those fragmented trajectories, I saw two completely different futures."

His light-colored pupils seemed to radiate a unique light as he spoke.

Even now, I can't tell which one is true.

Dumbledore nodded. If what Grindelwald said was true, even he wouldn't be able to tell. Matters involving prophecy and time are among the most mysterious, even within the realm of magic.

He didn't press further, and judging from Grindelwald's tone, it was probably a prophecy with a good ending.

How one dies is not important.

Even if you knew, it wouldn't make any difference.

Seeing that Dumbledore didn't press the matter, Grindelwald didn't continue.

There was another brief silence, and this time it was Dumbledore who spoke first.

"I should go now; I'll leave them to you."

As he spoke, he walked straight toward the gate.

Grindelwald exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute. You're not staying here? Aren't you worried that I'll lead them astray? You were quite concerned about my influence on that star pupil Newt."

He emphasized the name "Newt" and the term "protégé".

Clearly, this wizard left a very deep impression on him, and he still remembered the name vividly decades later.

Dumbledore paused, turned his back to Grindelwald, and shook his head with a smile: "Never underestimate them because of their age."

"I think you'll come to like these students."

To be honest, the reason he brought Dali and the others along was partly because he wanted them to inherit his old friend's mantle.

The greatest regret of powerful wizards is not finding a suitable successor. Even Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts, specially created a secret room to find a successor.

"If they want to learn my knowledge, they'll have to see if they're qualified. You know, I never teach stupid people."

The two had been friends for decades, so how could Grindelwald not know what Dumbledore was thinking? He only heard him say arrogantly, "If they can't keep up with my pace, even if you brought them, I will kick them out."

Without the slightest hesitation, Dumbledore replied, "If they really aren't suitable, then let them go."

After saying that, he stepped through the hall door.

He never told Grindelwald about Dudley and the others, trusting that the latter would make his own judgment.

"I want to see just how outstanding this student you so highly praise is."

Grindelwald murmured as he watched Dumbledore's retreating figure until it disappeared completely.

His gaze fell on Harry and the others again, and under the watchful eyes of those heterochromatic pupils, each of them felt varying degrees of pressure.

"Come on, unleash your strongest spells on me and let me see how good you are."

The best way to test a wizard's skill is to look at their most proficient spells.

Upon hearing this, Dali said with a serious expression, "I suggest you don't do that."

"It's good that young people are confident, but don't worry, your curse won't hurt me much."

Who is Grindelwald?

Decades ago, he struck fear into the hearts of many countries and was listed by the magic ministries of various nations as the most dangerous dark wizard.

There are wizards in this world who can hurt him, and he saw their figures in the prophecy, but he doesn't believe that they are old enough to hurt him.

"No, Professor Grindelwald."

Dudley immediately seized the opportunity and changed his address to "professor," to which the other party seemed unconcerned.

"I'm worried that the castle won't be able to withstand it."

Grindelwald: "."

(End of this chapter)