"I understand, but if Gellert is sent back to Nurmengard... it'll be hard to guarantee Tom won't see the news and come looking for trouble again." Dumbledore reflexively tried to bring the tips of his ten fingers together, but finally realized he could no longer do it.
"I wonder if the person who brought me snacks survived." Grindelwald tilted his head slightly, raised an eyebrow, and glanced at Allen.
But Dumbledore ignored him. His blue eyes fixed sharply on Allen. Allen raised a hand, signaling for him to continue.
"Also, I'm very worried about Germany's Ministry of Magic... Tom, Gringotts, and now these leaflets of yours... they're already in complete chaos." Dumbledore ignored Grindelwald, his blue eyes watching Allen. "In this current confusion, I'm very worried they'll decide this risk is one they can't afford to take, and want to solve once and for all a situation that might make them lose face again... Allen, even if death is an absolute certainty for us all, a life still cannot be ended so rashly."
Grindelwald's eye with its strange gray-white pupil winked at Allen, then shifted away from him. He looked at his old friend, who was worried about him, and lifted one corner of his mouth. "Albus, there's no need to make things difficult over this. That is the castle I built with my own hands. I'm also used to life there, and..."
Dumbledore anxiously cut him off in a raised voice. "Gellert... we agreed..."
"Gellert, it's best if you can understand... The matter of your life imprisonment absolutely cannot be changed rashly..." Allen ignored the anxious-looking Dumbledore and instead nodded cooperatively to Grindelwald. "Otherwise, it would definitely cause panic in the international society of our magical world, and might even give certain ill-intentioned wizards some bad ideas they shouldn't