Harry's life in the Burrow was very different from his life in Privet Drive.
In his opinion, the Dursleys liked everything to be in order, but the Weasleys were full of surprises and surprises. For example, the mirror on the kitchen mantel scared Harry.
The first time he looked in the mirror, the mirror suddenly shouted, "Tuck your shirt into your trousers! You look so sloppy!"
The ghouls in the attic howled and banged on the pipes whenever they felt that the house was too quiet. The small explosions in Fred and George's bedroom were considered to be completely normal. But in Harry's opinion, the most unusual thing about the life in Ron's house was not the talking mirror or the banging ghouls, but that everyone seemed to like him very much.
Mrs. Weasley mended his socks and forced him to refill them four times during every meal.
Mr. Weasley liked to let Harry sit beside him during meals and kept asking Harry about Muggle's life, asking him about the plug and the post office.
… …
"Okay, I think there is no problem with this description at all. The summary is very good."
Glyndwr took a look at Joanne's draft and gave her a huge compliment.
"Is that so? That's really good. I'm going to edit it. "
Joanne blushed and hid beside the camera, continuing to watch the scene.
Rank brought over two small plates, on which there was a lemon cake for Joanne and a cream mousse for Grindelwald.
Grindelwald was a perfect match for his lover in terms of his fondness for sweets.
Rank's little thoughts were obviously not noticed by anyone except Lille.
"So why didn't I? You're getting more and more out of hand recently. "
Lille did not mind ridiculing this chef who was not in the same camp. After all, they looked about the same age and there was always a lot to talk about.
"Go get it yourself. I'm not your nanny."
Although he said so, he still went to get a small chocolate cake for Lille. When he came back, Grindelwald was tasting the cake while watching the story on the screen.
"What a genius. Muggle has come up with so many ways to live without magic."
He heard Mr. Weasley speak. Rank didn't know much about his colleague from the Phoenix Society, and they weren't very familiar with each other.
"I, on the other hand, have the same opinion as this Mr. Weasley. Back then, I felt that it was enough to have only wizards in this world. Now, it seems that the world of Muggles does indeed have its merits."
However, it often took time for people to change. If he had understood this from the beginning, the situation would not have developed to this extent.
"I think Mr. Weasley would be very honored. I'll pass on your compliment to him when I have the chance."
Rank said respectfully.
"Of course, I think all of you in the Phoenix Society should know that I'm back, so that you don't have to worry about a little devil."
No one would be busy all day for a little devil. After all, that was Voldemort.
Rank's eyes twitched, but he couldn't say anything else. After all, no matter how one looked at it, Grindvall was much stronger than Voldemort.
"Speaking of which, whether it's the President or you, you should have enough power to deal with the Black Wizard. Why don't you just …"
Grindelwald tilted his head in astonishment and was somewhat puzzled. "Didn't Dumbledore tell you?"
What did he say?
Rank was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.
Although he didn't know what Grindelwald was talking about, no matter what it was, Dumbledore didn't say anything.
"The more powerful a Wizard is, the more restrictions he will be under." Since he had already said so much, Grindelwald didn't mind saying a little more. After all, it wasn't a secret in itself. "At the level of a Legendary Wizard, the restrictions are not small. In order to avoid causing damage to the world, a Legendary Wizard can't initiate an enemy battle. This leads to a problem. Dumbledore and I are both Legendary Wizards, but Dumbledore isn't. At best, he is an unscrupulous' lunatic 'who is close to Legendary. His destructive power is strong, but as long as Dumbledore is willing to put in the effort, he can always set hundreds or thousands of traps for him to fall into."
"But his destructive power is strong."
A voice suddenly came from the room. They turned their heads and saw that it was Jon coming down from upstairs.
… Wait, why did he come down from upstairs?
"I got the location wrong when I used Phantom Transfiguration, but fortunately, I didn't run to another room."
Jon walked over and nodded at Grindelwald. "Teacher, long time no see."
Damn it, long time no see.
Grindelwald glanced at Jon, but he didn't expose his lie about Phantom Transfiguration.
"Why, are you almost done with your research?"
Jon nodded. He did find a lot of useful things, which was why he came here to look for Grindelwald. Recently, the former Black Devil King was becoming less and less like the Black Wizard. In Jon's opinion, he was developing into an old man who was exposed to new things.
Although half of his hair was white, and his face didn't look like an old man who was more than a hundred years old … the latter part seemed to be one of the effects of the Legendary Wizard's advancement.
However, these things weren't what Jon needed to think about. He showed the plan to Grindelwald, hoping to get some advice.
He couldn't call him teacher for nothing, right?
"Your plan is not bad …" Grindelwald flipped through it briefly. "But you don't seem to have a clear estimation?"
"… Teacher, we don't have a clear standard of power, so there's no way to estimate."
Even Helga was only a demigod, far from a real god. Without a standard, it was impossible to calculate.
"That's true …"
Grindelwald closed the manuscript in his hand and glanced around.
"Then you can look at this," he said, pointing at the projection on the wall. "Maybe it can give you some inspiration."
Look at Harry Potter?
What's there to look at? Haven't I seen enough of it before?
"Of course, I'm not talking about that."
Grindelwald pointed, and the small round table and chair not far away suddenly floated to their side, completely ignoring the obstruction of space. He gestured for Jon to sit down. "Actually, it's not difficult to estimate. Think about it, an existence that has declined for so long, can it be compared to its heyday?"
Of course it couldn't.
Beside them, Joanne, Lille, and Rank also listened attentively, even forgetting to record.
Anyway, there were cameras.
"So, think about it, the situation you're facing now, isn't it a bit familiar?"
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