Voldemort's followers roared in defense of their master.
"How dare you! You foolish old man!"
"Beg the Dark Lord for mercy!"
"Tom, I noticed that build... and you brought Alecto with you... how lovely..." Dumbledore's tone was perfectly calm, as if he were welcoming someone to a tea party. "A pity Amycus couldn't attend."
Alecto Carrow was furious because Dumbledore had brought up her brother being made into a Blood Eagle by a Death Knight. Since her identity had been recognized, she tore off her mask. "You're at death's door, and you still think these little jokes can save your life?"
"Jokes? No, no, this is courtesy," Dumbledore replied. "Tom, are you so shocked to see me here that you cannot speak?"
"Dumbledore, I have no doubt that I will soon teach you there are things worse than death," Voldemort said, and his followers immediately fell silent. "As for Mr. Grindelwald, out of respect for you... if you are willing to answer one question, I may mercifully allow you to continue staying safely in this prison in the future..."
"Actually, before Albus told me, I had long ago imagined you would come... someday. But your trip is meaningless. I never truly possessed it." Grindelwald stood straight with his hands behind his back, searching his mind for spells he had not used in many years, while the expression on his face was a contemptuous smile. "Though would stepping on Lego count as something worse than death? My young friend... at least it seems my other young friend taught you to wear boots..."
"So this really is the little reason that brought you here?" Dumbledore also asked calmly. "Tom, the thing you seek... there are many things you do not understand... perhaps you should try returning to Hogwarts and enrolling again. Allen