Watching Grindelwald being escorted away by the crowd, looking like a victor,
Dumbledore's gaze was unusually complex.
He understood that from today onwards, he would be facing a completely new Grindelwald.
A Grindelwald completely different from the one before, a much more troublesome one…
Livid and Tom stood silently behind Dumbledore, also watching the now radiant and confident Grindelwald in the distance.
This time, he no longer held a wand.
"Let's go back…" Dumbledore said quietly.
Livid tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve, then pointed to Piccolo, "Aren't you going to comfort her?"
Hearing this, Dumbledore looked at the now distraught Chairman Piccolo.
Having been tricked by Grindelwald like this, her position as chairman was practically over.
Even if she could still sit in the chairman's seat, completely powerless, she would be powerless...
Dumbledore sighed, "Right now, she probably won't listen to anyone..."
A powerful woman who had long held sway over all power, suddenly losing it all within hours...and even discovering that the power she once possessed was likely just a facade.
The blow she suffered was indescribable.
For a witch like Chairman Picqueri, any words of comfort at this moment would be nothing short of mockery...
"If she hadn't intended to betray her allies, perhaps she wouldn't have ended up like this," Tom said calmly.
Tom felt nothing for Picqueri's fate, only that she deserved it.
Because what he hated most was people who would betray their allies so easily.
Especially after he had put himself in Dumbledore's shoes and considered the situation...
Not only Picqueri, but he also couldn't understand Dumbledore's near-betrayal... or even his voluntary act of betrayal!
He felt that old Dumbledore was truly going to be betrayed, and he deserved it…
Dumbledore looked at Tom with some surprise, seemingly not expecting that Tom, at his age, could see the implications.
Tom, under Dumbledore's gaze, immediately realized he had been too talkative today.
Just as Tom was thinking of how to divert Dumbledore's attention to Livid,someone suddenly approached and handed Dumbledore a parchment.
The person wore a top hat, the brim pulled low, obscuring his face.
Dumbledore opened the parchment and immediately saw familiar handwriting…
This made him momentarily stunned.
In that instant, the person who delivered the note had disappeared into the crowd.
Livid craned his neck and peeked out from beside Dumbledore's arm.
It was a note from Grindelwald!
[Dumbledore, I'm so glad you were here today, and brought two children to witness my rebirth…
By the way, is my wand working well?
Alright, enough with the pleasantries.]
I almost forgot to tell you, a few days ago, two of your friends wanted to attend our grand event.
However, I felt it was better for them not to show up, so… I had to invite them to stay somewhere for a few days.
Now, you can release them… Oh, they're in the Magical Congress dungeon right now.
Go in without worry, no one will stop you this time.
It's a shame you didn't find them when you sneaked into the dungeon that day.
I gave you a chance, Dumbledore, but you didn't seize it.
See you later.
Your loyal… Gellert Grindelwald.
By the way: Now, Dumbledore… who is the ultimate winner? ]
"Professor… Grindelwald arrested your two friends?" Livid asked curiously.
Dumbledore closed the note, his expression turning serious.
"Follow me…
Then, Dumbledore led Livid and Tom against the flow of people towards the Magical Congress dungeon.
This place was originally used to temporarily hold prisoners awaiting trial.
Therefore, there weren't many guards.
The number of guards would only increase after Grindelwald arrived.
At this time, the guards hadn't been withdrawn yet.
However, upon seeing Dumbledore, they didn't even ask a question and simply opened the door…
Seeing this, Dumbledore sighed helessly again.
Without a doubt, most of the guards in the dungeon were Grindelwald's men.
This meant that while he was in the dungeon, he could leave whenever he wanted…which made sense, though; he could even win over Aurors and high-ranking officials, let alone these guards.
Sure enough, Dumbledore and his companions walked in without hindrance.
Moreover, to prevent them from getting lost, guards even guided them along the way!
Even the usually composed Dumbledore's expression grew increasingly grim.
Li Wade couldn't help but inwardly marvel; Grindelwald truly lived up to his name.
Even at a time like this, he hadn't forgotten to flaunt his power to Dumbledore, putting pressure on the old man… Look, the Magical Congress of America is under my control!
I can even remotely open the dungeon at will! I don't know how I could lose!
Finally, the three stopped in front of a cell.
Through the iron bars, they could see two men sitting back-to-back on the floor, lost in thought.
One of them was thin with freckles, while the other was short and stout with a small mustache.
Most striking was a Bowtruckle bound tightly to a pillar beside them with thick chains… chains thicker than the Bowtruckle's arms and legs, and faintly glowing red!
Li Weide was astonished; had this little creature broken some divine law? "Dumbledore?!"
Upon seeing Dumbledore, the two men excitedly ran over. At that moment, a guard came and unlocked the iron gate.
The thin man ran over and yanked the door open!
"Now, is it finally our turn to testify?"
"Yes, we were arrested by the Aurors as soon as we arrived... They said Newt entered the country illegally, and that I'm a Muggle and shouldn't be allowed into the Magical Congress... Now, is it finally cleared up?"
"Newt... Jacob..." Dumbledore looked at them helplessly, "The trial is over, Grindelwald... is acquitted..."
"What?!"
Newt was completely stunned.
Jacob's face turned deathly pale.
"You mean... that wicked guy... was acquitted?
What is the Magical Congress of America doing?
Any house-elf could do better than them!" "Why is this happening..." Newt murmured, "If we had arrived in time..." "You actually arrived in time... but you don't know that the Magical Congress of America was infiltrated by Grindelwald's men a long time ago..." Dumbledore sighed.
"In fact, I only just found out you were imprisoned here... I thought you might have run into trouble and missed it..."
"How could we miss it?
We set off immediately after receiving your letter!"
Newt said urgently. "So, we were actually secretly imprisoned by Grindelwald's men?
He... you... how could you just watch him get acquitted?"
This time Grindelwald used a different method, Newt... we have no evidence that he committed a series of crimes..." Dumbledore said.
"And me… because of my complicated relationship with him, my testimony cannot be accepted…"
"We… well, we've been caught. Like two poor Nifflers tied up and forced to take medicine."
Jacob sighed. "That's cruel… look at it…"
Jacob said, pointing to the poor Bowtruckle.
"Good heavens, there's not even a lock, this little thing can't even pick it!"
At this moment, the guard next to him drew his wand and pointed it at the Bowtruckle.
"Clatter!" The chains on the Bowtruckle loosened instantly.
Newt quickly went over, picked up the weak little thing, and put it back in his pocket.
"We can still testify now! Re-prosecute him!"
Newt said firmly.
"At least… it won't work at the Magical Congress of America."
Dumbledore said.
"Since he let me release you, it proves that even in the face of your accusations, he is still fearless…"
Hearing Dumbledore's words, even the usually talkative Jacob fell silent.
"Let's get out of here first, no matter what," Dumbledore said.
Just then, another guard approached carrying a briefcase.
Newt snatched it from him. "Have you fed them?"
"Feed what?" the guard asked, bewildered.
Newt's eyes widened.
"Oh my god!
They've been starving for days!"
With that, Newt opened the briefcase and climbed inside.
Soon after, the roars of wild beasts echoed from within…Tom stared in astonishment at the dark briefcase, asking with slight confusion, "Was he… eaten by the briefcase?"
"Oh, of course not.
Actually, he keeps some adorable animals in his briefcase… well, very adorable… so don't worry, he's fine."
Jacob paused, then continued, "You'll get used to it once you've known him long enough."
"An animal in a briefcase?"
Tom was surprised.
He'd seen the Unseen Stretching Charm before, but he'd never seen it used to this extent!
"Hello, my name is Jacob Kołaszczyk! Unlike you, I'm a Muggle!
Oh… you're little wizards from England, right?
You probably don't know what a Muggle is, it's just a different way of saying it.
In America, someone like me is called a Muggle, but in England, a Muggle is…"
Tom waved his hand impatiently, "I know what a Muggle is… um, my grandfather was a Muggle."
"Ah!
Is that so…" Jacob nodded repeatedly, but for some reason, he felt that the sentence sounded somewhat familiar.
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