Chapter 522: Principal Deng Chooses Food Not by Hunger?

The Battle of Hogwarts is a game of poker.
And poker is both a skill and a proactive judgment of what to sacrifice and what to gain.
It is evident that Dumbledore is extremely weak in this aspect, or to put it another way, he has spent too much energy on one card, thus being reluctant to let go of that savior card.
In Rhein's mind, he really doesn't mind personally seeing Harry off at that moment, and then leading the whole school to attack the old Voldemort who has lost all of his Horcruxes.
What about the Elder Wand?
How about the Dark Lord?
If the Dark (White) Lord who took the old wand will not die, right?
But it must be guaranteed that there will still be the whole school beside Raine at that time, instead of less than two colleges.
Students of Slytherin must establish connections with students from other houses emotionally.
This is not only a necessity for their own interests, but also for the future of Hogwarts, and even the original purpose of Hogwarts' establishment.
Those proud snake house students of Slytherin never understand why our founding ancestors left this place they created with their own hands, and why the trio still remains at Slytherin House.
They gathered and established their careers because of their great ideals, and they forgot each other in the world for not wanting to harm each other.
But they will never split this school, otherwise Hogwarts would no longer exist.
If Sarah Slytherin travels back to the Final Battle and sees Voldemort leading a group of cats and dogs to destroy and loot Hogwarts, commit arson, and kill people...
Would she applaud and cheer for old Voldemort, or would she take out her serpent wand and damn him?
Rhein believes that Sutzu will definitely use his lifelong magic to shoot Yaer in the face!
Who knows, he might even rise up with valor and draw the Gryffindor sword from the Sorting Hat to dismember Yaer, while muttering in his mouth...
"Soul vessel, right?"
"Dark Wizard, right?"
"Just you? Capable, huh?"
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Giant head, huh~
Cannot be judged by whether or not they are pure Gryffindor.
In the Black Lake, there is evidence of Gryffindor's obsession with Slytherin—the great octopus, Godric.
Once again, Mr. Raine Lyle, who made outstanding contributions to the unity and love of Hogwarts, whistled back to his office and ducked into his small suitcase.
Newt Scamander: borrowed!!!
Sure enough, Grindelwald never disappoints Leta. He followed the guidance of the house-elf and entered here first, currently curious and secretly observing.
"To be honest, half of my failure in New York was because of this damn suitcase."
This statement was said with confidence, considering that his disguise was exposed due to the Fantastic Beasts' rampage, and he was caught because of Newt's Occamy, leading to the complete exposure of the American wizarding community as a consequence.
Destroyed by the Thunderbird in the temporary box.
Time has passed and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's full of emotion!
Who could have imagined that fifty years later, he himself walked into this place?
"Don't just focus on sightseeing..."
Rhine greeted Grindvold.
"Please come down, I need your help with something busy," Rhine said.
"You say."
Grindvold, who was happily pressing and playing with the dragon's head, cheered for Rhine more than anyone else.
"When you're free... go and find the owner of the suitcase."
“……”
Hearing Leta's request, Grindelwald fell silent for a moment.
It's not that he's afraid of seeing Newt, what does that kid have to make him afraid?
Just afraid, also Newt is afraid!
The problem is, Rhein is definitely not just wanting him to meet in person, there is a task involved in it.
No matter what it is, it needs him to speak, it must be a task that Newt would never agree to in the first place, even if Rhein has a very close relationship with the other party.
What could it be?
Grindewald thought he knew Scamander very well, but suddenly he was shocked.
"You wouldn't...have ideas about those magical creatures, would you?"
"How could I? Who do you think I am?"
Rhein looked so wronged that her eyes were about to cry, staring at Mr. Grindwald!
"I just think that Mr. Escamande's abilities are a huge waste for the magical world in desperate need of help if he stays secluded in the countryside!"
"What I value is his knowledge, his abilities, his... cough... I didn't say anything!"
Under Grindelwald's contemptuous gaze, Lorraine swallowed the last half of the word back.
But everyone knows that, old freckles and magical creatures can be considered the same concept in the wizarding world.
That old man, he's really... not... really, full of animal instincts!
After more than half a year of observation, Rhein can basically confirm that there is not much difference between Mrs. Maxim and Old Vau in their mentality.
Old Vau is a half-blood, but he detests the Muggle bloodline that brought him life and drags the entire wizarding world down because of this self-depreciation.
Maxim did not go too far, but could she be expected to deal with the giant?
Any element in the above sentence is hilarious to Rhine.
She is not Hagrid, sensitive but strong in her heart, always able to survive every huge blow, silently becoming a hidden giant in the same era as Voldemort.
She is not Fleur Delacour, a wand can conquer the magical world, and no one dares to use that filthy mouth to defile her half-blood heritage.
Moreover... seeking giants as allies?
At certain moments, Hermione really doubts whether Dumbledore is suffering from senility.
Especially recently, Old Deng once again revealed similar thoughts, and when exchanging opinions with Maxim, Rine's ears overheard it.
After this matter was mentioned, even Grindelwald couldn't help but laugh in anger.
"I admit that I discriminate against giants, but you have to admit... the vast majority of even those wizards who love creatures like centaurs, dragons, and even basilisks to the extreme, discriminate against giants just like me."
Discrimination is a condescending attitude.
To be honest, not many species can look down on giants, and it's not just about height.
If you want to look down on others, or even humble yourself, shouldn't it be based on understanding the other's mindset?
The brain circuitry of giants... it has always been a perplexing question for wizards how many walnut kernels are in their heads.
If you can't control it, then let it be. Not everyone wants to conquer and manipulate others, except for Angsa.
But you are nice to them, even serve and obey them, it's possible that you fall asleep and let them tear you in half and throw you into their mouths, turning into a huge pile of shit...
Who can tolerate this?
Don't count on this thing to hold the line for you.
Rhine doesn't know if Old Deng is overeating, overdrinking, or really high.
"Check back later to see what medication Professor Dumbledore is using."
Based on the concern for the principal's physical and mental health, Rheinheart reminded Grindewald earnestly.
"I'll go and say hello to Professor Snape and Professor Sprout, don't give him anything that he might put in his mouth, what if he stuffs it in?"
Gellert Grindelwald nodded in agreement, very seriousness.
Thank goodness Dumbledore isn't here, otherwise he would definitely whip out his Elder Wand and let these two unscrupulous guys, young and old, experience the terror of the Dark Lord!
Anyway, Newt Scamander's plan has been finalized.
Directly requesting Grindelwald, Leta has effectively loosened some constraints in her approach.
Since we invited the Black Devil, the so-called necessary period and extraordinary measures are undoubtedly essential.
This plan was named by Rhine as -
"Comprehensive plan to prevent Professor Deng from resorting to desperate measures for food!"
Dumbledore: ......
Grindelwald: It does sound... rather strange.