Let's leave Peter, who had been tormented into ecstatic agony by "Rat Poison" that night, and turn our attention back to Klein.
Two very unusual visitors had arrived at Hogwarts today.
"You want me to be your spokesperson?"
Klein looked up in surprise and stared at the two wizards before him. After a moment, he wore an expression that was almost a smile.
"Sorry, I'm not interested. You should ask someone else."
The two men before him were old acquaintances: Caractacus and Avery.
The two men who had bowed and scraped before Soren now put on quite an air of importance in Klein's presence.
Their request had been rejected, and their eyes grew unfriendly. But then they remembered something, forced out a smile, and patiently tried to persuade him.
"It would just be in name only. It wouldn't take up much of your time."
"Think it over. I don't think anyone in the world would turn down gold."
Who was the hottest star in Europe—or even the world—right now?
Klein Grindelwald.
There was no other possible answer.
Caractacus and Avery's Death Blossom had already established itself in Europe, and had even reached into Gringotts, which the Goblins had kept under their control.
The Dark wizards who had been driven into hiding by the English Ministry of Magic just a few years ago had transformed into major figures in the Magical World.
Naturally, their ambitions had grown.
Europe was too small.
If they were going to do it, they would do it big!
They wanted to make Death Blossom as ubiquitous as the Ministry of Magic, spreading it across the world!
The first step was to capitalize on Klein's sudden fame and make him their spokesperson, easing the public's resistance to Death Blossom.
"Sorry. I told you, I'm not interested."
Klein