Finally, after Dumbledore's explanation, Professor McGonagall agreed to the new professor's donation.

Moreover, donations can only be used to improve student dormitories. The dormitory bathrooms only support brushing teeth, washing face and going to the toilet, but do not support bathing.

Any extra funds must be returned to the new professors themselves.

After some discussion, the new professor’s residence was determined.

Next to the principal's office, the house elves will prepare a room to serve as the new professor's residence and the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new semester.

"Albus, where did I get the money? Why don't you go out and grab some?"

In the principal's room, the transformed Grindelwald sat generously on the armrest of Albus's chair and asked.

"You have no money?"

Dumbledore raised his head, looked at him, and asked doubtfully.

"Why do you think I'm rich?"

Grindelwald asked rhetorically.

Dumbledore was also stunned, thought for a moment, and said:

"How about taking it from my vault?"

"No, I have a solution. Just wait."

After hearing this, Grindelwald immediately shook his head and said.

"Don't do anything bad."

Dumbledore looked at him worriedly, not knowing whether he was right or wrong in letting him go.

"Don't worry, it can be solved with just one letter."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and said confidently to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore finally nodded and chose to believe him.

Grindelwald smiled brightly.

The portrait of the principal on the wall of the principal's office looked at the two people chatting calmly with a horrified expression.

They also didn't expect that Dumbledore would actually invite Grindelwald to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

and the intimate relationship between the two

'No one must know about this!'

This is their unanimous thought.

In front of Dumbledore, Grindelwald took control of the pen and paper and started writing.

The recipient is Vida Rozier.

She is a loyal believer in Grindelwald and has always loved Grindelwald deeply.

Now she should have become the patriarch of the Rozier family and is in charge of everything in the Rozier family.

Not long after the letter was sent, the reply arrived quickly, escorted by a withered owl.

Grindelwald took the letter from the withered owl's mouth, which was a bit thick.

Ignoring the withered owl's gaze, Grindelwald opened the letter in front of him and began

Seeing this, Dumbledore shook his head, waved his hand, and a glass of water and owl food specifically for long-distance owls were suspended in front of the withered owl.

The withered owl glanced at Grindelwald with disdain and began to eat happily.

After eating, he cried to Dumbledore, glanced sideways at Grindelwald, and left.

Grindelwald was not a vegetarian either. He pointed his finger at the shadow in the sky and a beam of light shot out.

"You really don't want to compete with a bird."

Dumbledore looked at this scene and shook his head.

"Albus, ever since we met, have I ever been wronged like this?"

Grindelwald said to him with a smile.

The withered owl flying in the air was hit by the beam. It trembled and its feathers scattered. It quickly adjusted its body shape and stabilized.

"Cuckoo, coo, coo, coo!"

A little further away from the principal's office, he circled in the air and kept yelling and cursing.

The owls in the distant owl shed were attracted by the movement and stuck their heads out one after another.

"Gugu~"

They communicated with each other, praising each other's profanity.

From time to time, I look at the withered owl's buttocks. It has a large area of ​​baldness. I can only say that it is indeed a fashionable and urban bird.

Grindelwald didn't understand anything he was yelling at, he just looked back blankly and didn't care.

Finally, the withered owl left in frustration.

The handwriting in the letter is elegant, but the mood of the writer can still be seen from some small details.

The handwriting is not very smooth, there are some jitter marks in some places, and, at the end, it is quite wild.

In the letter, Vidal Rozier confided her true feelings and promised Grindelwald that the Rozier family would always be loyal to him as long as she was alive.

It also talked about some old friends and some unforgettable years.

Grindelwald looked at it and felt a little emotional for a moment.

Dumbledore was waiting patiently for him.

In the end, the only thing left in the envelope was a vault key to the British Wizarding Bank.

After a welcome dinner, the major renovation of Hogwarts began.

"Didn't I ask you to restrain yourself a little?"

On the way back, Dumbledore complained that his face felt a little warm at the thought of hugging him at such an old age.

"Isn't it normal for a close friend I haven't seen for a long time to behave like this? What are you thinking! Go back quickly, I can't stand it anymore."

Grindelwald said quickly.

"well."

Dumbledore picked up his wand and cast a spell on Grindelwald's legs, and the two of them ran quickly towards the principal's office.

"Does it hurt?"

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald's somewhat deformed knee joint, poked it with his wand, and asked.

"Hiss! Be gentle."

Grindelwald exhaled softly.

"Has it been this serious before?"

"No, maybe the climate in Hogwarts is too humid."

The two of them asked and answered questions.

"Albus."

"Um?"

"Will you forgive me?"

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore who was applying the medicine on him and asked.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, but the movements of his hands did not stop. After a while, he said:

"We are all old."

silence.

"Yes, we are all old."

Dumbledore stood up, shook his hand, and the charged white essence on his hand disappeared.

"Is it effective?"

he asked.

"It's quite comfortable, numb, and I don't feel so bloated anymore."

Grindelwald said.

They focused on their knees, which were less swollen.

"I also have a fresh vegetable here, do you want to try it?"

"Can."

Dumbledore took out the Flame White Essence, dripped it onto Grindelwald's knees, and spread it gently with his hand.
To be continued...