Although Dumbledore said time waited for no one, the actual situation was clearly more serious than his words suggested. They had a great many things to prepare.
Even Grindelwald went out and wandered around for a long time, asking Dumbledore for a large sum of Galleons as well.
"I need to make several more deposits and have a look for myself," he told Dumbledore.
So Dumbledore obtained a great many Galleons from Nicolas and passed them on to Grindelwald.
But Zhang Xiao distinctly saw him take the money to Twilfitt and Tattings and the Hallucinogenic Cigar Shop.
Confirming the Golden Cup's location put Zhang Xiao in a good mood. The sooner Voldemort kicked the bucket, the better. Who wanted a mentally unstable powerhouse lurking in the shadows?
An exciting life full of twists, turns, and narrow escapes certainly had its appeal, but peaceful days had a charm of their own.
Just as in his previous life, when he had tried clubs and bars once and found them boring, he still preferred staying home and playing games.
That cheerful mood lasted at least a week.
But after a week without any news, Zhang Xiao began to suspect that Dumbledore was planning to leave him out of this operation.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. There was no need to take him along, was there? What would he do there-watch the experts at work, act as a human camera, and cheer them on?
As time passed, May arrived. The weather became pleasantly cool and clear, the sky was cloudless, and many flowers had begun to bloom.
All the young witches and wizards at Hogwarts wanted to do was stroll outdoors, take a few pints of iced pumpkin juice out onto the grass, and lie down. Perhaps they