As the two of them climbed back out of the Ender Chest, Marcus very consciously took his leave.
Kayson, meanwhile, picked up the enormous Ender Chest and flew toward the giant tribe on the other side of the mountain.
Soon, as he slowly descended, the giants spotted him as well. Their walnut-sized brains took a moment to coordinate their limbs, and they were about to come over and pound Kayson when a huge slap knocked them unconscious, after which they were tossed into the little world inside the Ender Chest.
After two busy hours, he had finally stuffed every giant inside. All that remained was to destroy this Ender Chest, then recreate it and release the giants once Voldemort was completely finished.
Once everything had settled, Kayson used Ender teleportation to return to Hogwarts.
Honestly, he was really curious why Grindelwald had shown... something resembling remorse toward Harry's aunt's family.
After all, who was Grindelwald? Kayson, who had read countless unofficial histories of the wizarding world, knew that better than anyone. Otherwise, he would never have suggested that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had swapped souls.
There was something wrong with this matter from every angle.
It was not until he unconsciously walked up to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office that he came to his senses and raised a hand to knock.
Very soon, Grindelwald opened the door and welcomed him inside.
It was obvious that he had not shaved for two or three days. His once neatly trimmed beard had grown somewhat longer and curled slightly, while sparse, unattractive stubble had appeared elsewhere on his face.
"I heard from Dumbledore that you were shut in here reflecting on your mistakes," Kayson said with a deeply distrustful expression.
"My so-called mistake was not because of those Muggles, but because I