Looking at the few people who walked into the office Dumbledore had a warm smile on his face.
"Mr. Crouch, I haven't seen you for a long time, oh Merlin, and Minister Orwell, nice to meet you."
As they greeted each other Dumbledore led everyone to the sofas.
Looking at the table full of sweets and more sweets, Orwell, the minister of the German Ministry of Magic, was at a loss for a moment.
In fact, Dumbledore is more famous in Germany and France than in England because Grindelwald was mainly active in these two countries.
So for the wizards of both countries Dumbledore was like Harry's place in the wizarding world of England.
It is the savior, the person who helps them escape from the sea of suffering.
Orwell also lived through that era, it's just that he was young at the time, but that didn't stop him from adoring Dumbledore.
Besides, Dumbledore also avenged his dead big brother.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, long time no see."
Seeing Orwell's nervous look there was a gleam in Dumbledore's eyes.
"Mr. Orwell, Mr. Crouch, do you want to try the delicious cockroach clusters?"
"Headmaster Dumbledore, we are here..."
Crouch kicked Orwell's shoe hard, interrupting what the other party was about to say.
Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic.
If you feel that he is incompetent because the position he holds is not important, that would be a big mistake!
In fact, Barty Crouch was once a serious contender for Minister of Magic.
If it wasn't for his son being suddenly exposed as a Death Eater the current Minister of Magic will most likely be this man with a mustache and not the current bumbling fool.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Minister Orwell came all the way to England, and the first stop was to visit Hogwarts."
"After all, this can be called the greatest magic school, and it also has a great headmaster."
"Thanks for the compliment, I will personally take you around to tour the school."
"No need!" Crouch stopped.
"I have taken Minister Orwell to visit. Minister Orwell is full of praise for the teaching environment of Hogwarts, right Minister Orwell."
The sudden question made Orwell a little overwhelmed.
He froze for a few seconds before nodding: "Yes, Director Crouch is right."
After saying that, he looked at Barty Crouch suspiciously.
He didn't understand what the other party was doing by talking in such a roundabout way.
According to him, it is better to go directly to the topic.
Crouch gave him a calm look, as someone who deals with Dumbledore a lot he is well aware of the temper of the other party's love of students, if he directly enters the topic.
Not everyone can bear the anger of this centenarian.
Maybe some of them will be thrown out of Hogwarts.
Dumbledore was also happy to relax and he didn't say a word about the purpose of their visit.
Not even a mention of the German Ministry of Magic. As if he didn't know about what happened.
They chatted about some endless topics around the round table and Orwell brought up Lucas several times, but Dumbledore cleverly diverted the topic.
"Oh Merlin, is it this late already!"
Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, Dumbledore blamed himself.
"It didn't affect everyone, right? When you're old, you forget everything when you're happy talking. It's really bad!"
Crouch shook his head with a wry smile, he kind of expected for Dumbledore to make things difficult.
Not only Orwell, but he also tried to mention Lucas many times during the chat, but they were all dodged by Dumbledore pretending to be stupid.
Crouch looked at Orwell beside him again, whose face was livid at this time, full of displeasure.
"Ahem!" Crouch cleared his throat.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, we are actually here for one of your students."
"Student? There are many little wizards in Hogwarts. Who are you talking about?"
"Lucas Grindelwald, does Mr. Dumbledore know him?"
Dumbledore looked up out the window as if he was trying to remember the name.
"Oh! Come to think of it, he's a Slytherin's first year, very Excellent, what's wrong with him?"
Crouch looked at Orwell beside him, beckoning him to speak quickly.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm here this time to bring Lucas Grindelwald back for some questioning."
Orwell speaks well, and he didn't directly say that Lucas was going to be arrested.
Instead, "please" go back to the "interrogation"
Dumbledore asked calmly after hearing this, "Did he make any mistakes?"
"We suspect he may have had something to do with the previous upheaval at the German Ministry."
As soon as Orwell finished speaking, he heard Dumbledore's laughter from the opposite side.
"Mr. Orwell, Lucas is only an 11-year-old child, and he was on a night tour in Hogwarts Castle on the night of the accident."
"His Head of house, Professor Snape, nearly deducted points from his house when he caught him."
"Sorry, but without sufficient evidence, I cannot hand over an underage child to you."
Orwell stood up abruptly, looking down at Dumbledore.
"You shouldn't have taken him into school! Headmaster Dumbledore, I respect you, but I know Lucas Grindelwald better than you do."
"That 11-year-old kid is more terrifying than his father, and the Alliance will rise again in his hands if we don't do anything to stop him."
Orwell's face was ferocious, obviously extremely angry.
Dumbledore sighed: "Orwell, I know Shino's death has hit you hard, but you can't blame a child for everything."
"Child? I never regarded him as a child. His surname is Grindelwald. How could the successor cultivated by that man be a kind person?"
"He, like his father, is an evil man and deserves to be in prison."
"Grindelwald." Dumbledore repeated the last name in a low voice.
"Could it be that after being given a name, one must be a bad person?"
Dumbledore stood up, and the powerful pressure knocked all the books around him to the ground.
Crouch and Orwell, confronted by the centenarian's rage. The two felt that their throats seemed to be strangled, and even breathing became difficult.
Orwell had underestimated Grindelwald's place in Dumbledore's heart.
You must know that the two had formed a blood pact back then, and they were closer than brothers.
Orwell should never have called Grindelwald a villain. It was this last sentence that annoyed the old man.
Dumbledore calmed down quickly and the pressure that filled the room also disappeared without a trace letting Orwell and Crouch breathe a sigh of relief.
Orwell, who had calmed down, looked at Dumbledore seriously and asked.
"Mr. Dumbledore, can I understand that, you want to give that guy shelter?"
Dumbledore frowned, but didn't answer right away.
Everyone else in the headmaster's office looked at the old man in front of them, awaiting his final decision.