Dumbledore wouldn't like it... He might even strongly oppose it?
After bidding Marchioni farewell, Wade walked alone along the somewhat empty street. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the gray clouds, stingily casting down a few faint rays.
This was not Diagon Alley's main street, but Gringotts lay just beyond a row of buildings.
The sounds of passersby and shops carried over as nothing more than an indistinct murmur, even less clear than the birdsong in the trees.
Wade casually leaned against a waist-high flower bed, tilting his head back to watch the swaying branches overhead, his gaze slightly unfocused.
Marchioni... and Professor Murray...
Though one loved money as dearly as life itself, while the other possessed the traditional wizard's arrogance and indifference toward Muggles deep in his bones, neither of them was mad. Nor were they people without limits.
Marchioni especially preferred dignified contests and accumulation within order and rules, rather than profiteering from chaos and making a fortune off war.
They would not support a path that would utterly destroy the existing order and plunge everything into war and chaos.
It did not serve their interests, and it went against both men's principles.
Yet people like them both believed with almost devout certainty that the path Grindelwald was now taking was worth following with their wealth, reputations, energy... perhaps even their future freedom and lives.
But while they had such unwavering faith in this cause, they had also clearly advised him not to involve himself too early, and even believed Dumbledore would not approve?
Then what kind of path was Grindelwald pursuing, one that Professor Murray and Marchioni believed in yet viewed with such pessimism?
"Wade!"
A familiar voice cut through the quiet air, carrying its usual energy.
Wade came back to himself and turned to look.
Michael waved