Dumbledore was having a nightmare. He was battling Grindelwald again. His wand wasn’t firing the spells properly. Then Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape appeared behind him holding swords and drove them through his heart. He woke up in a cold sweat. Minerva had not told him where she had hidden his wand after disarming him that night. He had his old wand but he needed this one. He could sense it, a war was coming.