"So you came to see me just to deliver my admission notice?" Horatio said, holding the envelope Dumbledore had given him.
"Yes. You've had enough fun out here. It's time to go back to school," Dumbledore said sternly.
"Huh? Last year, you couldn't wait for the holidays so you could kick me out of school. This year, you're in such a hurry to bring me back?" Horatio asked, baffled.
Dumbledore felt as though he had been struck in the back of the head by a boomerang. He immediately roared, "You weren't this outrageous last year! Who the hell knew that in less than one holiday, you little bastard would wipe out the Pure-blood families, attack the English Ministry of Magic, and conquer Azkaban? Even Gellert and Voldemort needed years to develop before pulling that off!!!"
"You're getting worked up again. Look at you, getting worked up again." Horatio looked at Dumbledore's stress-twisted face and said cheerfully, "I'm the all-powerful Aladdin's Lamp. Maybe if you offer me three Galleons, I can grant your wish."
Dumbledore pulled a long face and tossed three Galleons onto Horatio's desk. "Then I wish for you to return to school right away."
Horatio tossed six Galleons onto the desk. "Then I wish to go back after I've had enough fun."
Grindelwald glared at Horatio. Were you seriously exploiting a loophole here?
Horatio immediately glared back. "And you, old spouse Deng, why aren't you staying put in your Nurmengard? What are you doing in my Azkaban? What, are you here to exchange study experiences?"
Dumbledore hurriedly held back Grindelwald, who was almost unable to restrain himself. "He's the Headmaster's Assistant I hired this year. I specifically invited him out of Nurmengard to help clean up the messes you've made."
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