Dawn

Grindelwald's expression stiffened slightly. Then he tapped the ground with his cane and said:

"I think we can all agree that laws are nothing more than shackles used by mediocrities to bind geniuses."

"I did used to dismiss such things with contempt, but a young friend inspired me. After reconsidering them, I found that... behind these seemingly tedious clauses lay some very interesting logic."

He stroked his cane and gave a low chuckle.

"For instance... performing magic before Muggles is a serious violation of the Statute of Secrecy. But as long as their memories are properly altered, it only costs a few Galleons in fines..."

"Then there is the law's provision that House-elves' rights must be protected, yet 'voluntarily providing service and actively punishing oneself after making mistakes does not constitute slavery.' See? Isn't that interesting?"

Dumbledore watched him calmly, with even a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Grindelwald... perhaps the law is indeed imperfect, as you say. But its purpose is not merely to restrain—it is also to protect... to protect the fundamental order of this world."

"If it has loopholes, then find ways to correct and mend it, rather than doing everything possible to exploit those loopholes for personal gain, then turning around and mocking those who obey it for their stupidity."

Grindelwald suddenly burst into low laughter.

"A deeply moving speech, Albus..."

"But if I remember correctly, in the past five years alone, you have published at least twenty-three papers identifying one hundred and seventeen clauses in the current laws that require amendment. You have proposed revisions three times at Wizengamot meetings... How many times has the Ministry of Magic adopted them? Shall I count for you?"

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Correct? Mend?"

"How hypocritical, Saint Dumbledore!"

"You know full well that the