So either of these two paths could lead to the pinnacle of magic?
Will said nothing. He was considering what Grindelwald had just told him, and there was a great deal to take in. If anyone else in the wizarding world heard it, they would either dismiss it as a madman's nonsense or be scared to death by the sheer weight of the revelations.
These were the deepest secrets at the very summit of the wizarding world. Compared with what the two of them were discussing, the so-called Sacred Twenty-Eight and the noble pure-bloods were like a mustard seed beside a mountain, too insignificant to merit consideration.
Will had finally taken a seat at the wizarding world's highest chessboard, discussing how to play with a player who had arrived before him. But when it came to strategy, Will had begun to differ from Grindelwald.
He did not want to reach the summit by following just one path.
He wanted to pursue both, and excel at both. No matter how difficult it might be, Will had to try. This concerned the very end of the path of magic, and he might never get a second chance at such an attempt.
"There's no need to decide so quickly, my boy. We needn't rush. You're still young, and you have plenty of time." Grindelwald thought Will was weighing his options. "You're immensely gifted. Even if you don't choose to follow my path, you can still achieve great things, just as Al has.
"But remember, you must decide which side of yourself you want them to see."
Grindelwald patted Will's shoulder with his withered hand. He was actually quite confident—judging by the silver tide he had seen, Will would ultimately choose the same path he had.
"Well, Al should be back soon." Grindelwald glanced