That, uh, Dumbledore wishes to speak to you about.

It's a proposal.

All right.

You know what this is, of course.

Newt had it in Paris.

I can't say I have much experience with such things, but it looks to me to be a blood troth.

That would be correct.

And whose blood is contained within?

Mine.

And Grindelwald's.

I'm assuming that's why you can't move against him?

Yes.

Nor he against me.

Can I ask, what would possess you to make such a thing?

Love.

Arrogance. Naivete. Pick your poison.

We were young, we were going to transform the world.

This ensured that we would, even if one of us had a change of heart.

And what would happen if you were to fight him?

It's really quite beautiful, you have to admit.

Were I to even think about defying it...

It knows, you see.

Albus.

It senses the betrayal in my heart.

Albus.

Albus.

That would be the least of it.

Young man's magic, but as you can see, powerful magic.

It can't be undone.

So this proposal, I take it the Qilin has something to do with it?

He promises he won't tell a soul.

If we're to defeat him, the Qilin's only part of it.

The world as we know it is coming undone.

Gellert's pulling it apart with hate, bigotry.

Things that seem unimaginable today will seem inevitable tomorrow, if we don't stop him.

Should you agree to do what I ask, you'll have to trust me.

Even when every instinct tells you not to.

Let's hear it.