HP Thirty-Five Owls

Albus -

So you got yourself a little Dark Lord on the Isle of Alba?So it looks like you'll have to watch out for March [-]th.

What I'm curious about is whether you're going to follow Voldemort now like a volunteer army and spend a decade or so until the civil servants figure out what's going on; or do you intervene in a safer way, taking Time to wait and then witness the first death?Either way, I think your conscience will suffer.Have a Lemon Sherbet and forgive us.

The boy had great strength, but little imagination.You and I at least never lacked the latter.This is part of what makes us great legends.

Your Muggle books the more confused I get.All the time they spend on their culture, their literature and art, their social understanding, their boundaries, is backed up by a scientific method without the presence of chance.But without magic, where is the point?A wizard could use a violin to alter his own reality, while a Muggle holding the same was limited to affecting only the emotions of his fellow man.Two Muggles arguing about the comma will change nothing, but two wizards changing a spelling can change the whole world.

Is this your lesson, Albus, is that what you intended when you sent me these books?Want to teach me to have compassion for these people in this small world?How useless are they?

When I hold something like that, my heart is freed.And now, without it, without the security of magic—

How?

How does one survive?

The view from my window has changed in 12 years, but how much I can't say.My thoughts tumble and slide away from me.People would think they'd have nowhere to go, because the walls around me were filled with spells as impregnable as a goblin's vault.You used to say you were going to get a Pensieve someday—

My Nurmengard will not destroy me, Albus, and neither will you.Go ahead and deal with your megalomaniac Dark Lord.I'm just half buried in the ground... Am I really an old man now? !It appears that I am.Well, in my day, we had to climb to the top of the mountain in two ways in the snow to conquer those countries.

you are distraught

Getler Grindelwald

The author has something to say:

bewaretheIdesofMarch. Originated from Shakespeare's works, this sentence is not translated very well.