Close the door and unleash Gellert!

Everyone from Cabin had stayed in New York. Hannah Abbott, who was always drawn to legendary tales and romantic notions, often said that their Cabin was a powerful force.

Her claim was clearly persuasive. With Percy and Neville at the center, they began seeking opportunities to cooperate with various factions.

Anton had never gotten involved in this sort of thing.

Whenever someone needed cutting down, all they had to do was call him. He and Anna would come running at once, ready to help ensure that things were settled in a friendly, harmonious atmosphere.

The Cabin's members weren't the only ones who thought this way.

Their friends, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, both had clear plans for the future and knew this was a great opportunity.

They had stayed behind with their own followers, too.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald had also returned to Britain with Anton and the others.

"I have a favor to ask of you." For the first time, Dumbledore looked at Anton with a touch of apprehension.

Anna came into the hall with coffee. She glanced at them curiously, set the coffee down, then turned and went downstairs to find her parents. After every long journey through time, she always longed for more time with her family, to ease the loneliness those lengthy trips left her with.

"Go ahead. If it's something I can help with, I'll do my best." Anton nodded and invited them to have some rolls.

"I want you to make a Horcrux for Gellert, too!" Dumbledore's expression was grave.

"!!!"

Anton blinked. "You told me before that relying on Horcruxes wasn't a good choice. We should follow the natural course of life instead."

"I..." Dumbledore fell silent.

"I'm not afraid of death." Grindelwald smiled faintly beside him. "But what happened in New York made