Grindelwald opened the letter from Dumbledore.

I asked Fox for some parchment and pens, and then let him go out to play by himself. It would take him a while.

After reading the report in the Daily Prophet, he smiled softly and wrote in the letter:

"It is indeed very powerful, but it is far less solemn and solemn than you were in that duel, as if you were carrying the whole world on your back."

"To be honest, I have never seen you like that. You are fragile and strong, as if you have lost everything and yet you are embracing everything."

"At that time, you were like a tempting and deadly poison. I drank it down without any care..."

The brilliance of memories flashed through his eyes of different colors. Grindelwald paused his pen, leaving a halo of ink on the paper.

Looking at the stain on the paper, the well-dressed old man raised his eyebrows, and the stain disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face again.

If not for the different temperament and eyes, he looks exactly like Dumbledore.

Pulling out the meeting minutes and product reports, Grinder glanced at them a few times and felt pretty good.

Picking up the quill, he looked at the content above and made some suggestions of his own and areas for improvement.

I frowned a little at first, after all, I haven’t touched these things for a long time.

Then the quills began to fly, and my hands could no longer keep up with the speed of my brain.

Simply, Grindelwald loosened his hand and let the quill move by itself, otherwise he would really die.

The fingers waved up and down in an interesting way, and the quill quickly "swish, swish, swish" to write down his thoughts.

Fox went out for a while and then came back. There was nothing interesting to see around here, so he had to be careful about being seen.

He took out some snacks from his storage feathers and gave them to him.

After the quill was finished, Grindelwald signed his name, folded the letter paper, and handed it to Fox.

Fox glanced at him and left in a flash of fire.

Principal's office.

Albus soon received Gellert's letter.

Reading what he wrote in his own hand, Albus was a little happy and a little sad.

Putting it aside, I picked up the letter below and saw that it was written with magic, without any emotion at all.

Albus is also aware of Gellert's magical attainments. If he does not pursue the power of magic, it will be the same to him with or without a wand.

Looking at the advice given by Gellert, Albus gradually became serious.

Although some parts are not suitable for the current Hogwarts, some of the ideas and suggestions are indeed good.

He picked up the Elder Wand and waved it, the quill on the table jumped out of the ink bottle, and a piece of parchment automatically floated in the air.

The quill automatically wrote on the parchment what Albus thought was good. In order to fit in with the current reality of Hogwarts, he also added some changes of his own.

In terms of Moyan products, Albus eliminated some parts that were more related to black magic and added his own opinions.

After it was done, he did nothing.

The quill automatically returned to the ink bottle; the copy of the parchment folded in half and disappeared into the principal's room.

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Looking at the neglected letter beside him, he picked it up again.

It is not them who neglect it, but the world.

The folded letters appeared with each dean and project leader.

Many people, especially the professors, looked surprised when they saw it, 'Albus has changed his gender?'

Professor McGonagall also looked strange. Looking at the suggestions inside, she felt that it didn't look like it, but it seemed that Albus could do it.

Time flies by, Christmas is coming to an end, and the time agreed by Ralph and the others has also arrived.

He put his consciousness into the thunderbolt incarnation, and the avatar turned into a small elemental thunderbird, which landed on Hagrid's shoulder and stepped into the campus.

Interestingly, when Ralph's lightning incarnation left the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid, an unknown magic power from the Forbidden Forest actually condensed into a crown on his incarnation's head.

It was the consciousness of the Forbidden Forest that blessed the Diadem of Ravenclaw, which already took the shape of the Forbidden Forest.

Under the surprised looks of all the teachers and students, Hagrid took Ralph into the nearest dean's office, Professor McGonagall's office.

With the authorization of Professor McGonagall, they entered the baptismal room in the Room of Requirement.

The stone slabs had disappeared into the air, leaving only a rough stone platform standing in the center of the room.

Although the stone platform is simple, it always gives people a noble feeling.

Soon, the professors came, and with a learning attitude, Albus also came to watch the fun.

They were all a little surprised to see the elemental King of the Forbidden Forest.

"This is?"

Albus asked his doubts.

He felt that the thunder and lightning that formed the Forbidden Forest King were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

"This is the evolution of my magic power that is closest to the origin of life."

Ralph explained.

"Original magic power? Can it reach this level?"

Albus said in surprise, while the other professors looked confused, not quite sure what they were talking about.

Ralph explained to them.

He placed the magic power in the star spring, and the magic power absorbed the magical power inside and gradually turned into a whole that could be separated from itself.

At the same time, Ralph also told them that the Star Fountain was made by Death taking out an elderberry core, turning the core into a bowl, and scooping water from the river.

This can't help but remind everyone of the legend of the three brothers who are responsible for the Deathly Hallows.

In the story, three brothers crossed a river with their own magical abilities, and the God of Death appeared to meet them on the river bank.

Legend has it that the river was a trap set by the God of Death in order for Death to embrace the three brothers.

But the three brothers crossed the river and flew away from Death, which made Death very angry.

Death pretended to admire their magic and offered to give each of them a gift.

The boss was aggressive and wanted an invincible magic wand. Death folded a piece of paper from an elder tree by the river, wiped it casually, and handed it to him.

The second child was arrogant and wanted to humiliate the God of Death, so he asked for the power that could break through Death. The God of Death was dissatisfied and summoned a stone from the river. He touched it lightly and turned it into a gemstone, which he handed to him.

The third child was humble and wanted something that could hide him from the prying eyes of death. Death reluctantly cut off his robe, turned it into a cloak, and gave it to him.

The three of them took Death's gift and left an enduring legend in the magical world.

The boss relied on the Elder Wand to solve the troubles on the road. In a tavern, he loudly boasted about how he was invincible with the powerful wand he got from the God of Death.

That night, a thief broke into his room, stole his wand, and wiped his throat.

The God of Death stood beside him and watched everything, and the boss's soul came out of the body in confusion.

He looked at his transparent body, then at his dead self, looking helplessly at the God of Death.

Death stretched out his hand, old and thin.

"well."
Chapter completed!