I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Sean leaned back in his chair like Grindelwald and asked.

"That at least proves that Professor Dumbledore did not betray you. I failed when I tried to summon the Phoenix that night. Is it because of that?"

Grindelwald reached out and grabbed a bottle of red wine out of thin air. Instead of turning it into a goblet, he waved his hand and the cork popped out.

After casually taking two sips of wine, he said: "It's possible - well, I actually had some premonitions before, but I didn't choose to delve into it. Unexpectedly, Albus still cooperated with those guys."

"Cooperation?" Sean asked doubtfully.

Grindelwald turned his head and glanced at him: "Sean, do you think this whole thing was a trap set up by Albus and I?"

"Isn't it?" This made Sean a little confused.

"Wrong," Grindelwald shook his finger, "It was the trap set up by Albus Dumbledore, and it had nothing to do with me. After what happened that night, I didn't feel his murderous intention, so I cooperated with him in a show It’s just a show.”

Grindelwald was completely unaware?

Upon hearing this, Sean frowned.

"Then, after that, didn't you contact Professor Dumbledore?"

Grindelwald smiled wildly: "Since he didn't tell me in advance, why should I go find him afterwards?"

This... Sean's eyes twitched.

what is this? Got a little temper?

The problem concerns the whole world... Well, maybe Grindelwald really doesn't care...

"So what I just said, I failed to summon Phoenix, and you also know the situation of Phoenix and Ariana..." Sean said.

But midway through, Grindelwald impatiently waved his hand to signal him to shut up. He took another sip of wine before continuing: "You don't need to guess what the possibility is. Regardless of whether the great Albus Dumbledore is being kidnapped." Or he was intimidated, or his spirit of self-sacrifice took over the high ground of reason, I don’t care. I just need and listen to him explain it to me."

Sean sighed with a headache, this is Grindelwald's character...

Knowing that he couldn't ask or persuade, Sean simply changed the topic: "Who are the 'neither man nor ghost' group of guys you mentioned before? Is it related to the key to the trance world being stolen? "

Grindelwald sat up a little straighter, and his tone became less casual. .

"[Returners], this is the name I gave them. In fact, there were some signs before the key was stolen. A very strange group of guys, they are like ghosts, but they can really affect reality."

"[Returners]..." Sean chewed on the meaning of the word, and then asked, "Are they all dead people? I heard you mention the names of several ancient Greek prophets."

Grindelwald nodded: "Currently, all of them are wizards who have died long ago, and they have returned to the real world in an unknown way. The strange thing is that at the beginning, the few I came into contact with [returned] All of them are insane, and even the well-known good wizards in history have become madmen. But their strength is not strong and they can only weakly affect reality."

"It's just that I saw a vague future. If they continue to exist in the real world in this state, it will cause irreparable disasters. Unfortunately, I don't have any good way to appease the ghosts, so I leave these matters to Albus."

For the first time, Grindelwald showed some regret: "I didn't care at the time, but now that I think about it, the theft of the key to the trance may have caused unpredictable changes, and Albus didn't know what happened... How things turned out. If I go down, I will be hunted."

"I extinguished the flames mercifully, but it's human nature," Grindelwald sneered. "Those stupid wizards, although they are of the same noble blood as me, I have already expected their ugly faces."

Sean raised his eyebrows: "So, you have already buried those 'bombs'?"

"It's a little back-up move, it makes sense, isn't it?" Grindelwald smiled and spread his hands, "I didn't know before that the ancient pure-blood family had contact with those [returnees]. I originally thought they wanted to pass Suppress me to regain the power we had thousands of years ago. But I knew it as soon as our annoying little boy Newt showed up. That silly boy only listened to Albus, and Albus was always in charge of handling it [Return [Reader]——Tsk, it’s such a boring and old-fashioned conspiracy.”

"Why did that group of people appear and what was their purpose?" Sean asked.

"Who knows, maybe this is why our great Albus Dumbledore set up an unknown situation. Of course, it probably has something to do with you, after all, you are the noble son of prophecy." Grindelwald winked at him. Blinking, he put his hands behind his head.

Sean ignored Grindelwald's joke. He crossed his arms and said to himself: "If you have anything to do with me, maybe you want to use the power in my body?"

"Don't worry," Grindelwald said with an indifferent attitude, "You just need to remember one thing, no matter what, [the guilt] is within you."

"So, they might be coming to get me?" Sean asked.

Grindelwald stretched out his hand and knocked it out of thin air, and Sean felt a pain in his head.

"Stupid - remember something, Sean." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heterochromatic pupils appeared again, and there seemed to be thousands of bright lights hidden in them. "What is a wizard? Our bloodline represents a Words, miracles. Incomparable power? Wizards are best at digesting great power and creating miracles."

He smiled with extreme confidence: "My students, it will be inevitable to control [guilty]."

Sean laughed dumbly.

"Should I thank you for your trust and respect in me? Sir."

"You're welcome." Grindelwald took a sip of red wine and leaned back comfortably, "But remember one thing, you need to think and decide on your own what to do next. I have always believed that you are in control of [Guilty Responsibility] ] should not be involved in the process.”

Sean nodded thoughtfully, understanding what Grindelwald meant.

The other party is not actually the Riddler. Grindelwald is very similar to himself. He is a pragmatist who obeys his heart. If he has effective suggestions, he will not hide them.

The power of [Guilt] and [Prophecy] actually point to the essence of the wizard - the miracle of idealism. As an extremely powerful wizard and another huge combination of miracles, Grindelwald's transitional intervention may produce unknown things. Influence.

The prophet's ability is not omnipotent, and many hidden dangers cannot be avoided.

However, we can’t discuss this with Grindelwald in depth, but we can do other things.

Sean raised his head and asked: "Merlin Weekly News, is it your method?"

"Of course," Grindelwald smiled casually, "To be precise, I was the founder of that newspaper. It was almost a hundred years ago? The current editor-in-chief is the descendant of my old subordinate. Times are always changing. And wizards always have to pretend, and their fists are natural enough to use, but sometimes, you can save a lot of effort if you have a strong enough voice channel."

Sure enough, Grindelwald's power is actually all over the world, but he used to be an honest principal, so he has always been hidden underground.

"Then what happens next? I saw the new report. Where did that photo of the scene come from? Is the camera making a lot of noise?" Sean asked with interest.

Grindelwald grabbed it out of thin air again, and a huge camera appeared in his hand.

He pressed the shutter button casually, and flashes of light and smoke burst out.

"Well, that's it - do you think the pursuit team will be able to detect the movement if you press it now?"

"Of course not-" Halfway through, Sean showed a look of realization.

What is one of Grindelwald's most famous tactics? That is naturally his unique transformation technique.

Therefore, you don’t need to be at the scene at all, and you don’t need to consider the big movements of the camera. You just need to restore the scene...

"Who is the mole?" Sean asked another topic that interested him.

Grindelwald smiled quite contentedly: "Just in time, let me show you the news sent back."

Gu Jun

He didn't take out Sean's wand, and still cast the spell silently without a wand. Then, Sean saw a line of writing formed by blood forming in mid-air.

"We are thinking about countermeasures internally. There is a [Returner] who is providing help. He should be monitoring the treatment floor at a secret location in the headquarters."

Surveillance? Sean cast his doubtful eyes over.

"Marshall was rescued. To be honest, I didn't expect that the [returnee] would be quite capable. He could even get the goblin's anti-thief waterfall."

"Isn't that thing only available in Gringotts?" Sean asked.

Grindelwald explained to him: "Actually, the anti-thief waterfall is a magic potion specially used to match the magic spell, but only the goblins know the manufacturing technology - I wanted to borrow some back then, but the goblins were too unhospitable."

borrow? Are you trying to rob it... Sean cursed.

However, Grindelwald has a good trick, and he can even insert moles into the escort team...

"What are you going to do next? Do you need my help?"

Grindelwald glanced at Sean strangely: "You are quite enthusiastic, but the current situation is unknown and we don't need you yet. Don't worry, if necessary, you have to run over to help."

"What's your next step?"

"Next step?" Grindelwald showed an evil smile, "Since the great Dumbledore didn't give any hints, then I have no choice but to complete the unfinished business."

Well, we're going to war with the Muggles again, right?

Probably seeing Sean's helpless expression, Grindelwald laughed loudly: "Sean, I forgot to tell you, my dream has temporarily changed."

"Um?"

"Um."

"What?"

"Um."

In the room where the request was made, the two of them stared at each other. Sean, who had been waiting for Grindelwald's answer, felt lonely for a while.

"Then you should tell me." Sean was anxious.

Grindelwald looked serious and laughed: "Wouldn't it be boring to know the answer in advance? Just in time, it would add some anticipation to your boring study life."

Sean: "..."

Pooh! You old fool! It's a pity that I was praising you in my heart just now for not being a Riddler!

Seeing Sean rolling his eyes, Grindelwald smiled happily. He raised his head and drank the remaining red wine, then threw a bottle over.

Sean took it in his hand. It was a bottle about thirty centimeters high. It was light blue and textured, but the material did not seem to be ceramic or glass. There was a tightly fitting stopper on the top.

"What's this?"

"Thief-proof Falls." Grindelwald replied casually.

"Huh?" Sean's brow twitched.

Grindelwald licked his lips and let out a wild and happy laugh: "The friend of my enemy is the enemy. Before coming to Hogwarts, I went to find the goblins. God, even Albus should be touched by my kindness. Crying - I just took away the goblins' inventory, and then gave those cute little ones a delayed explosion spell."

If you can take revenge, you will never spend the night, right... Sean had nothing to say.

"This thing is not bad. It can wash away all magic, camouflage, defense magic, curses, and control magic. It can be used offensively or defensively. Moreover, this thing has a use. After you come into contact with the anti-thief waterfall, the next twenty-four The anti-thief waterfall will no longer have any effect on you within an hour."

Sean immediately thought of the greatest use of this thing - sneaking into Gringotts...

Grindelwald continued: "I'll give it to you to play with. By the way, this thing needs to be used quickly after opening the cork. It should be kept in a place where it cannot see sunlight."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the disappearing cabinet.

"Teacher, are you leaving?" Sean also stood up.

Grindelwald waved his hand without looking back: "Someone came to see me to reminisce - he has been very busy recently and left."

"When will we meet next?" Sean asked.

"Next time is next time. Good night, kid. I had a great day today."

Grindelwald walked into the disappearing cabinet, turned around and showed a smile to Sean, and then closed the cabinet door conveniently.

When Sean walked over and opened the cabinet door again, it was empty.

"What an old man who does whatever he wants..." Sean muttered.

He looked at the disposable anti-thief waterfall in his hand, and then hid it directly in the ring. This thing should be quite useful in critical moments...

By the time Sean tiptoed back to the dormitory and climbed into bed, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Tomorrow is my day off, so I can sleep a little longer..." Sean yawned and covered himself with the quilt.

At this moment, a sudden surge of magic power came from the inside of his left arm.

The Dark Mark.

Staying up most of the night, Bella or Barty? Sean pressed the Dark Mark and felt its contents.

Little Barty knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Master, I'm sorry to disturb you late at night, but I feel that there is news that I must let you know."

"I hope your news is as important as you say, my friend." Sean's face was expressionless.

Little Barty buried his head deeper: "Master, I have used the Imperius Curse to control my father."

So fast? Sean raised his eyebrows. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and said in a cold voice, "Well done."

"This is all the master's foresight." Little Barty flattered him first, "I learned a piece of news from him, about the secret information I mentioned to you last time during the handover of the minister."

"oh?"

"Those ten levels represent the degree of danger, and the degree of danger is ranked from top to bottom. In other words, the degree of danger of the Blood Alliance in the Ministry of Magic's secret information-"

"That's the superlative, ten."

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