Now that everything had been settled, Dumbledore firmly committed it all to memory. Still, he asked Josh about the personnel and plans he needed for developing his territory, and Josh did not stand on ceremony with him.
"I need some experienced people who can help me plan the city layout and so on—preferably people familiar with the Muggle world. Damn it, this place looks completely like medieval Europe. It's filthy as hell. Thank goodness my castle is fairly clean, or I wouldn't even want to come back."
Dumbledore naturally nodded to show that he understood. He himself enjoyed dealing with the Muggle world and was well aware of the prosperity of Muggle technology, so he fully understood the direction Josh wanted to take in developing his territory. He readily agreed.
"Oh, right. If you find people like that, I can consider teaching them meditation methods and giving them some magical knowledge about alchemy and enchantments. Unfortunately, I'm not interested in that sort of thing myself, so they'll have to study it on their own."
Josh truly was no good at that sort of thing—or rather, he simply had no talent for it at all. But Dumbledore did not care. "It's fine. I'm sure they'll be thrilled when they see the materials you provide. You know, back in our world, you're practically a myth. Who hasn't heard of Professor Josh Augustus, the man who changed the Wizard World?"
Josh scratched his head. He had not expected himself to be that famous. But thinking about it, it was not so strange. In the Wizard World, he had not only spread meditation methods they had never possessed, but also helped their children find elemental spirits. He had even killed Voldemort in a single move. Becoming a legend had been inevitable.
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