At that moment, in front of Grindelwald's house, the sunlight overhead was still fairly bright, though no longer as dazzling as it had been at noon.
"Delphini really is a talented child. The last time we were out for a walk, we ran into Mr. and Mrs. Granger pushing her along, and she just waved her hand and snatched the Chocolate Frogs right out of mine." Dumbledore smiled as he opened the garden gate and saw the two young wizards out. The branches of the mistletoe tree planted by the gate brushed over his silver-white hair. Bones and the other wizards who did not live in the Floating City had already left by Floo.
"She does take after her father a little in that respect, doesn't she?" Grindelwald raised an arm and picked the branches off Dumbledore, then tucked them onto the food box wrapped around the jellied eel and handed it to Hermione. "But children really shouldn't eat chocolate. Hermione, your parents have done quite well when it comes to discipline."
"She picked up some bad habits with You-Know-Who, but she's still so young. They can definitely be corrected." With Scrimgeour and the others no longer present, Hermione had merely been standing quietly behind Allen. Now, hearing Grindelwald's words, she quickly thanked them. "Thank you both so much for mediating today and bringing things to a peaceful resolution. Before I came, I never imagined Scrimgeour would give up his position as director so readily, or be willing to end the strike."
"The key was still Rufus himself... Though when he was arguing with me and treating me like some weak, doddering old man, he was as stubborn as a mule, he has always been a very upright person." Dumbledore waved a hand and nodded to Allen. "You also showed