Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

He took the Nameplate.

Judging by Grindelwald's expression,

it was obvious that he recognized what it was.

"Not long ago, I met a boy."

"He was very gifted..."

"Then he told me his name was Black Grindelwald."

Grindelwald suddenly looked up.

Dumbledore saw surprise in his eyes.

"So, aren't you going to tell me anything?"

Grindelwald lowered his head.

He looked at the Nameplate in his hand.

His fingers gently stroked Black's name on it.

Then he suddenly laughed.

Dumbledore was still very patient this time.

He waited for him to finish laughing.

But this time, Grindelwald beckoned to him.

"Come here..."

Dumbledore stepped closer to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald raised a hand to his mouth.

It seemed like he wanted to whisper something to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore instinctively lowered his head.

And then...

"I know what you want to know. But... I'm not telling you..."

"Hahaha!"

Hungry! Food! Looking for Someone to Support Me!

Grindelwald burst into wild laughter again.

Dumbledore slowly straightened up.

However, there was no anger on his face.

He quietly waited for Grindelwald to finish laughing once more.

Only then did he speak softly again:

"Just as I understand you, you should understand me too."

"I won't hurt that boy."

"No matter what his relationship with you is."

"Your sins from back then have nothing to do with him."

The smile on Grindelwald's face gradually faded.

"You're still the same as you were back then..."

"Hehe, you can always tolerate all sorts of strange people!"

"Even if they're freaks!"

"Even if their origins are unknown!"

"But..."

"You alone could never tolerate me..."

"I gave you a chance!"

Dumbledore interrupted Grindelwald.

"You should know that I'm the person in this world who least wanted to be your enemy!"

"But you! You..."

"Forget it... I didn't come here this time to talk about the past!"

"Back to the previous question..."

"I want to know what exactly is going on with that boy..."

"Why... does he carry the bloodline of the Dumbledore family?"

Grindelwald fell silent.

He did not answer Dumbledore's question.

After a long while,

Dumbledore sighed softly.

"...Sigh."

"Even if you don't tell me, I have ways of finding out."

Hearing that,

Grindelwald could not help but look up at Dumbledore.

"The Bio-research Institute?"

"I've had people go through all the records in the wizarding world."

"But we found no trace of that term. Perhaps it was too long ago, and the records were lost..."

"Still... people in the wizarding world generally wouldn't name something like that."

"Only Muggles... their scientific research facilities would be called something-or-other research institutes..."

"As far as I know, Muggles have always been quite skilled at preserving records."

"So..."

Grindelwald sighed.

He understood that he could not hide this from Dumbledore in the end.

As long as Dumbledore went to the Muggle world to investigate,

he would naturally discover clues...

He had indeed cooperated with Muggles back then.

Although he had believed Muggles were less noble than wizards,

he had never denied their outstanding scientific technology.

After a long while,

Grindelwald finally sighed.

"Go take a look at this place."

"Once you go, you'll understand."

Grindelwald extended a finger.

He pressed it against the symbol on the Nameplate.

The next second,

beneath the words "G.G. Biological Research Institute,"

another line of letters appeared.

It was an address!

It seemed to have been there all along.

It had merely been hidden before.

Dumbledore looked in surprise at the Nameplate floating back to him.

He gave Grindelwald a deep look.

So...

you could have left this place whenever you wanted?

"Go on." Grindelwald crouched down in the corner again.

"No matter what you see there, remember what you said before."

"And... be careful. It was originally a failed experiment."

"That boy was never supposed to exist in this world."

"But now, he has appeared anyway."

"You need to be careful."

"Of the hidden hand behind all this."

"Oh, and remember to close the door when you leave..."

As he spoke, Grindelwald hunched over again.

He curled up in the corner.

He ignored Dumbledore completely after that.

"A failed experiment?"

"A boy who was never supposed to exist in this world?"

"The one pulling the strings behind the scenes?"

Countless words swirled through Dumbledore's mind.

They put him on guard.

Dumbledore decided to visit the address Grindelwald had given him first.

Grindelwald refused to say more.

But Dumbledore believed

that he would learn more at that place.

Dumbledore left.

As he departed, he indeed did not forget to close the door.

He turned the stone wall back into place.

The narrow stone chamber returned to its former silence.

A long time passed.

Then Grindelwald suddenly raised his head.

He called out loudly.

"Gucci! Gucci!"

Crack!

The sound of a whip striking the ground rang out.