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Chapter 1485: He's Pathetic
Chapter 1485: He's Pathetic
For some unknown reason, ever since the topic of Voldemort came up, the atmosphere at the top of the tower had become strange.
Looking at the old man in the cell, Albert kindly reminded him, "Don't use that name here."
"You don't seem like the type to be afraid of him."
Grindelwald looked at Albert again, certain that this man was Dumbledore's prized student.
That old fool Dumbledore still had the nerve to send his favorite student to taunt him. Was he trying to rub his victory in Grindelwald's face? No, Dumbledore wasn't the sort to engage in such petty behavior.
"I don't want the Dark Lord to know that I came to see you, nor do I want him to pop up and finish you off now."
"Oh, so I can't die yet."
Grindelwald was rather nonchalant about his own life and death, and he didn't press the issue further. But Albert didn't intend to play coy with him, so he directly explained the reason for his visit.
"Dumbledore spent a large part of his life researching that student of his, Tom Riddle." Albert recounted to Grindelwald the tale of Dumbledore's entanglement with his student.
"It seems that this Tom fellow is an even more exceptional dark wizard than I," Grindelwald commented, a rare compliment from him.
"Even though he went down the wrong path."
"You can say his path was twisted only after he has truly lost. Until then, victory is all that matters, and the winner writes history. If the Dark Lord wins, none of it will matter, and everyone will fall silent," Grindelwald scoffed at Albert's words.
"That's not wrong. Victory can cover up a multitude of sins, and even the truth can be blurred," Albert agreed. It was a fact that history was often written by the victors.
"But I still think that guy is a madman."
"Oh?"
Grindelwald wasn't particularly interested in Voldemort, but he was intrigued by Albert, and he enjoyed their conversation. It had been a long time since he had a proper chat with anyone. The Aurors who brought his meals always wore earmuffs and rushed in and out without a word, afraid that he might charm them with his words.
"Dumbledore believes he is pursuing something called eternal life and has created quite a few Horcruxes for that purpose."
"Quite a few?" Grindelwald repeated, his eyes widening in surprise.
Albert nodded.
"In that case, it's no wonder that defeating him is a difficult task," Grindelwald said, looking a little displeased. "But it seems he has lived quite a full life, spending most of his time researching how to get rid of that annoying Dark Lord."
"Indeed, and what's even more surprising is that Dumbledore managed to pull one over him even after his death."
"So, I'm part of that plan as well," Grindelwald said, suddenly looking up at Albert. "What do you expect me to do?"
"You don't have to do anything," Albert shook his head.
"So, all I have to do is sit here and wait to die?"
Grindelwald guessed what Albert meant, but the look he gave him was strange, as if Albert was asking him to do a lot of things while telling him to do nothing.
"Where is that wand now?" Grindelwald asked.
As the original Dark Lord, with countless followers, Grindelwald believed he had a good eye for people. He knew Albert was formidable; otherwise, Dumbledore wouldn't have kept him as a trump card against Voldemort.
However, even a talented young wizard might lack the experience to defeat an old dark wizard. That ancient wand could make up for that gap and give him the edge he needed to be the final victor.
As for the so-called savior, he was more like a decoy to draw attention.
"I prefer my own wand. It has always brought me luck," Albert said with a smile, giving his wand a little wave.
"He's pathetic, being played around by a dead man," Grindelwald sighed, reflecting on the tactics of his old friend, even though he had never forgotten that Dumbledore had destroyed everything he had built.
Yes, another unfortunate soul, just like him.
"The ones to be pitied are those who have died because of the Dark Lord's ambitions," Albert corrected.
"I've never thought that I did anything wrong," Grindelwald said, understanding the implication of Albert's words. "As a talented wizard yourself, how do you plan to deal with the Muggles in the future? Will you cower and hide like those rats in America?"
"I've never arrogantly believed that I could control the fate of the wizarding world, nor do I have any interest in doing so. So, there's no need to try to lure me to your way of thinking. At least, in my time, the Muggle world is still peaceful," Albert paused, his tone softening. "And besides, your ideology is outdated."
"Outdated?" Grindelwald looked taken aback, clearly not expecting Albert to say that.
"Yes, outdated," Albert explained. "The numerical disparity between wizards and Muggles means that your ideology is obsolete before it even begins. Wizards aren't as powerful as you think, and Muggles aren't as weak. Especially when their numbers exceed billions. If you understood the concept of billions, you would realize that your plan was doomed from the start."
Grindelwald fell silent.
He hadn't really expected to convince Albert in the first place.
"That's a shame," Grindelwald said, but he didn't sound regretful. Instead, he asked curiously, "If you were in my place, what would you do?"
"I would integrate with the Muggle world and strive for peaceful coexistence."
"That doesn't sound like something you would say. It's hard to imagine someone as clever as you being so naive and ridiculous," Grindelwald said, clearly astonished.
"There are many ways to integrate," Albert said nonchalantly. "But this path is destined to be incredibly challenging, and all we can do is trust in the wisdom of future generations."
"Someone needs to guide and push this world in the right direction. Relying on the so-called International Confederation of Wizards is like relying on yourself to eat sht," Grindelwald said, as if seeing through Albert's thoughts. He didn't want to discuss the matter further. "I'll make sure to die quickly and not give that guy too much information."
This was Albert's true purpose for visiting—Grindelwald knew some things, and if Voldemort extracted useful information from him, it could spell disaster for the future.
Albert's presence here was more of a way to make amends to Grindelwald. This old man had been alone for too long, and he just needed someone to talk to about things that interested him.
After getting Grindelwald's promise, Albert was somewhat satisfied. He didn't leave immediately but stayed and chatted with Grindelwald a bit longer, even asking if the old man wanted to leave behind his biography, which was refused.
However, Grindelwald was still happy to share his knowledge and the contents of his mind with Albert.
(End of Chapter)
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