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"Then it's settled. I'll go make some preparations. You guys go back first."

"Aren't you going to look for George and Fred?" Ron asked curiously. "He feels like he can't keep up with Witt's train of thought."

“I’m not going,” Witt said calmly. “I suspect they don’t even have a stall here. You’ve been fooled.”

This was during the school year, when most students were at Hogwarts. George and Fred bought candy and various juggling props; adults generally wouldn't buy those.

There's practically no business in Diagon Alley, so how could those two clever guys, George and Fred, possibly do something so foolish?

Witt had sensed something was off before, and after taking a stroll around Diagon Alley, he was pretty sure that those two guys hadn't come here at all.

Unless they went crazy and ran to Knockturn Alley to buy candy, it was impossible for Victor not to see anyone.

After Apparating Harry and Ron back outside Hogwarts and sending them back through the secret passage, Witt Apparated again to Godric's Hollow.

"Professor Dumbledore."

Witt kicked the door open and pulled Dumbledore, who was reading a newspaper, out of the room.

"Come with me to see Mr. Grindelwald."

"Huh (⊙_⊙)?"

Dumbledore stopped abruptly, nearly dislocating his arm: "Who are you looking for?"

"Go see Grindelwald."

"Don't go."

Dumbledore didn't even think twice before turning and running away. If he went to see Grindelwald in his current state, he would be at the mercy of the other man.

"I'm planning to take down Voldemort and discuss the specific strategy with Mr. Grindelwald. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"Are you sure you want to kill Voldemort?"

“Hmm.” Witt said in a low voice, “That Voldemort is too disobedient. After thinking it over, I still think it’s better to kill him and then find someone to impersonate him.”

"For example, Tom, or Mr. Grindelwald, or you could."

"Anyway, Voldemort is going to die today, and no one can save him."

"Why would you suddenly make such a decision?" Dumbledore glanced at Witt suspiciously.

“I just suddenly realized some mistakes,” Witt said in a low voice. “I suddenly realized that my reputation isn’t actually that important.”

The revolution is for the future of the wizarding world; it is something that must be done. Nothing else is as important as life.

Dumbledore seemed to be trying to see signs of lying on Werther's face; Werther's thoughts were changing too quickly and were completely illogical.

But in the end, he didn't see anything.

“You don’t need to look,” Witt said frankly. “The feeling you get from hearing about something from others is completely different from seeing it for yourself.”

“I did experience something different today and I know I made a mistake.”

"Don't ask me what it is, I don't want to say."

"I can only tell you that everything I'm saying now is the truth."

"If you don't go, then I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to let Voldemort live a little longer."

As soon as Witt uttered those last words, Dumbledore immediately agreed: "Go, go now."

British Ministry of Magic.

After the last major war, coupled with Grindelwald's massive layoffs, the Ministry of Magic now has only a handful of employees.

Voldemort swept away all the surveillance equipment that the Ministry of Magic had been using for hundreds of years.

Nowadays, as long as you don't walk in openly, you can move freely inside the Ministry of Magic by casting a slight illusion charm.

Unless you're unlucky enough to run into Grindelwald, you can wander around freely at other times.

Fortunately, Witt doesn't need to worry about this minor issue, because his target is Grindelwald.

Chapter 161 A New Choice (Oops, I typed too fast, that's enough for now)

Office of the Minister for Magic, UK.

Grindelwald was struggling with the pile of documents on his desk that were taller than him. To be honest, aside from the initial fun, almost everything he had encountered since taking over the British Ministry of Magic had been troublesome.

Post-disaster reconstruction, public reassurance, personnel selection, and fundraising—each and every task weighed heavily on Grindelwald's head.

Even with the potion to keep him going, Grindelwald felt that no matter how much he worked, he would still die suddenly.

In short, he now regrets taking on this mess.

He should let those British guys die (except for Dumbledore).

As Grindelwald was frantically dealing with an endless stream of official business, the office door clicked open.

"Who is it? They didn't even knock."

Grindelwald raised his head irritably, squinted to sense his surroundings, turned his head to the left and whispered, "Witt, what are you doing here?"

"I need to discuss something with you."

Witt dispelled the illusion spell and walked over confidently. His illusion spell was only of average quality and could not possibly have fooled Grindelwald.

"The one next to you is..."

Grindelwald felt that the child next to Witt looked familiar, but he didn't really recognize him.

“Headmaster Dumbledore,” Witt teased, “Mr. Grindelwald doesn’t seem to recognize you. Why don’t you help him remember?”

"what!"

Dumbledore didn't react much, but Grindelwald was unusually intense. His eyes were wide open for the first time, staring intently at Dumbledore.

"It's me." Even now, Dumbledore showed no sign of backing down and calmly admitted it.

The facts were right in front of him, but Grindelwald still couldn't quite believe it until he picked up the Blood Pact on his chest and tried to draw magic from it. When Dumbledore reacted, he finally confirmed the other's identity.

"Dumbledore, how did you do that?"

Grindelwald channeled his magic, scrutinizing the scene closely, and finally confirmed that Dumbledore had genuinely rejuvenated and hadn't used some kind of transfiguration magic.

His vigorous life force and magic power both exhibit a spiraling upward trend, meaning that once he reaches adulthood, Dumbledore's magic power will definitely be much stronger than before.

It restores youth, extends lifespan, and enhances magic power—what kind of magic is this powerful? Even the Philosopher's Stone isn't this overpowered!

Seeing that Grindelwald didn't seem to be mocking Dumbledore at all, but instead was full of envy, Witt looked utterly disappointed.

"Ask Witt directly about this."

Dumbledore glanced at Witt, his expression completely calm.

He had already guessed that Witt wanted to watch the show; normally, if a friend suddenly shrinks, it would indeed cause some reaction.

But he and Grindelwald are both over two hundred years old, and some things are well past their prime.

Aside from some exceptionally profound emotions, it's difficult for them to be emotionally affected by other things.

Witte miscalculated, thinking he could find amusement in them.

"You still have this ability?"

Grindelwald looked at Witt in surprise and said without any politeness, "Teach me."

Normally, it's Victor who comes to him for money or people and he has to clean up Victor's messes. Now that he's finally getting some interest back, how could Grindelwald possibly be polite?

“I can’t teach it,” Witt replied just as decisively. “It’s a bloodline ability, derived from my phoenix.”

"I can lend it to you for research, but I can't guarantee whether it will yield any results."

"Professor Dumbledore's success was due to a stroke of luck; it cannot be replicated."

"I see."

Grindelwald did not doubt Witt's words; he believed Witt would not lie to him about such an important matter.

"So what brings you here this time?"

"I wanted to discuss with you the matter of the changes in the wizarding world," Witt said with a hint of sadness. "Originally, I was thinking of waiting a while longer, waiting for me to grow a bit more, waiting for Voldemort to cause a bigger disturbance, before I confronted you all."

"But some things happened recently that made me realize that life is not just a number I talk about."

"My face isn't worth a life; I was too arrogant."

"Reform?" Grindelwald sat up straight involuntarily and said coldly, "Are you sure you're not joking? I've never heard of any reform that can prevent people from dying."

“It’s different,” Witt said softly. “I won’t hesitate to let people die for the future of the magical world, but if it’s just for my personal face…”

“Stop for a second,” Grindelwald interrupted Witt, his tone serious as he lectured, “If you really want to successfully lead a reform, your face is no longer a personal matter; it’s just as important as the revolution itself.”

That's why I came to find you.

Witt spread his hands and said, "I want to launch the reform ahead of schedule, but my current age, magical level, experience, and so on are all insufficient."

"There is no way I could have succeeded on my own."

"I can only hope that you can help me."

“Are you kidding me?” Grindelwald said, frowning. “I have no problem helping you, but do you really think that after I take over, you can take back control from me? Even if I step down voluntarily, the people under me won’t be convinced.”

He had lived for a hundred years, and this was the first time he had ever heard of a revolution that could be accomplished with the help of others.

This is completely insane, and seriously so.

"Why don't you read this first before you talk?"

Witt took out a stack of parchment from his pocket, on which was written Witt's final plan and a magic circle diagram that had just begun to be constructed.

"At my current level of magic, I can vaguely sense the intertwined fate of humans and wizards, but I still can't pinpoint the vast and invisible existence itself."

"I should be able to complete this magic once I come of age."

"The focus of this transformation has never been as simple as who will be the leader or who will become the spiritual pillar of the wizards. I simply want to integrate all the wizards' power and complete a spell."

"The grandest magic ever created."

“Once this magic succeeds, change will happen naturally, and wizards will have to act like wizards.”

Victor straightened his chest and said, "Even if it's reform, we should solve problems with a magical mindset."

"The reform of Muggles requires changing people first, and then slowly changing the world, but we wizards can directly change the world and then let people slowly adapt."