"Little Lily really is the best daughter..."
Dumbledore set down the letter in his hand with a grave expression.
Fawkes had already returned to its nest and was dozing off.
The reason for Dumbledore's grave expression
was that among Black's many demands, one of them was for Grindelwald to be present...
Dumbledore could not understand it.
Why did that old man have to be there?
Could it be that he wanted to learn something from that old man?
For example, something about his origins?
Black's background seemed very clear.
But in truth, it was shrouded in mystery.
Black had originally been nothing more than a failed experiment.
And since he was a failed experiment,
how could he have suddenly become a success?
That was not even the strangest part.
The strangest part was,
who could have known about this miraculous success,
then happened to enter the Laboratory and rescue Black, who had just emerged from the cultivator and was still an infant?
After all, Grindelwald had already failed decades ago by then.
By all rights, an experimental subject like Black should have long since been buried in the dust of history.
Even Grindelwald himself had forgotten about him.
So even if the experiment had miraculously succeeded and Black had come to life,
if no one had come to carry him out of the Laboratory, infant Black would still have starved to death there.
Yet that person had seemed to time it perfectly.
They had appeared at the Laboratory at just the right moment and even left the child at the Orphanage's doorstep!
Or perhaps it had simply been a wizard who accidentally discovered the Laboratory, then happened to see Black awakening inside the cultivator?
And then carried him out and sent him to the Orphanage?
But that was simply