I just realized that as a German, you probably don't know the story of "parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme." Since there is something Great Mr. Grindelwald doesn't know, I suggest you ask Lady Bagshot -- as far as I know, she's a pure Englishwoman.
I'm honored to be a part of such a great work, Gellert. In the first eighteen years of my life, I have experienced many setbacks, and there isn't a person so in common with me. People have praised me for my wisdom, my talent, but no one has ever understood what I need. My past, my history, no one knows.
When my little sister was bullied by three Muggle boys so that she was never allowed to go to Hogwarts, or even leave the house as regular wizard children. I thought it was the greatest ordeal of my life. My father, who had reprimanded the boys, was taken to Azkaban as a thug without telling them why. I thought that was enough. When I graduated and prepared to travel around the world, I received the letter that my mother had died unexpectedly and I had to go back home to take care of my younger sister and brother. I think my youth will probably be spent in this prison with green and blue. then I'll become the next mother. Afias, a friend of mine from school, was going to travel the world with me, and then he left alone. He sent me postcards from all over the place recording everything he saw.Thank him for broadening my vision, but it also makes me more angry at the injustice of fate -- he gave me talent, but did not give me the space to display it. It wasn't until the loving Lady Bagshot recommended to me her nephew from Germany. I still remember the first time I met Gellert Grindelwald -- Aberforth was out with his goats on that glorious summer afternoon. I was sitting under a woolly beech in the backyard, reading the latest issue of Transfigment Today, when a blond boy climbed over the wall and ran into my yard, saying he was hiding from his great-aunt. The summer sun shone on his face, gilding his black and white eyes.
Since then, my days are no longer dark, my mind is not imprisoned, my soul is free. How lucky I am to meet such a boy.
Thank you, Gellert. For the wizarding community, FOR THE GREATER GOOD.