I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Ravenclaw's diadem.

Even though he had never seen it before, Sean immediately recognized what the "messenger" sent.

The messenger was an eagle-like creature covered with golden feathers, with a pair of huge wings, two pairs of small wings, and two lion-like tails behind its tail feathers.

Grindelwald sent Thunderbird over with Ravenclaw's diadem...

The thunderbird in front of me is obviously not fully grown yet. It has a crown of Ravenclaw and a small piece of parchment hanging on its chest.

It was just lying in the disappearing cabinet, slightly crowded, and there seemed to be something underneath its prostrate body.

Sean's eyes met Thunderbird's, with a dark oval vertical pupil in the center of his golden irises.

He could clearly see the hesitation and panic in the other person's eyes - it was obvious that Grindelwald did not have much patience when dealing with magical animals.

Sean sighed inwardly, smiled and slowly stretched out his hand, while looking steadily at Thunderbird.

Some anxious thunderbirds shook their heads in place, and small electric lights on their tails flashed back and forth on their feathers.

The thunderbird is a magical animal that is very sensitive to supernatural energy. It can make wind and thunder burst when it flutters its wings.

A wizard once tried to study this rare and powerful creature, but that person only brought back one piece of news after paying the price of being stunned a dozen times - Thunderbird Electroman really hurts.

However, Sean did learn something from Newt's animal notes - precisely because he is very sensitive to supernatural energy, Thunderbirds can more easily discern a wizard's true intentions.

It is said that this creature can judge good or bad intentions from the wizard's magic fluctuations. It is difficult to tame a thunderbird like a bad bird.

But these are not problems for Sean, whether it is his ridiculously high affinity with magical animals, his attitude towards magical animals, or the experience gained from getting along with his little guys.

He was born to run a zoo.

Sure enough, under Sean's gentle and comforting eyes, the restless Thunderbird slowly lowered its guard. After hesitating for a while, it gently leaned its head over.

"Little guy, how did you get here?" Sean patted the ptarmigan's shining golden beak, and the static electricity brought a tingling sensation.

The underage Thunderbird immediately rubbed up against Sean like a kid who had broken his guard, and his slightly harsh chirping sound was filled with grievance.

Sean's junior beast whisperer allowed him to understand Thunderbird's meaning fairly smoothly, but the content made him dumbfounded.

Grindelwald used thunderbirds to mix potions into the rain in Bhutan, and he is obviously not Sean's kind of person who doesn't like magical beasts. Grindelwald directly found the largest smuggler of magical animals in North America, and he didn't even pay for it. After a long conversation, the smuggler willingly sold his life for Grindelwald.

At that time, the smuggler happened to have a batch of Thunderbirds in his hands, so he simply packaged them and gave them to Grindelwald.

In addition to the four adult ptarmigans, this baby ptarmigan and a batch of eggs were also sent over.

In fact, what Sean didn't know was that this was almost one-tenth of the ptarmigan population in North America.

While comforting the crying thunderbird, which was almost like a child, he sighed in his heart.

Grindelwald was obviously a pragmatist, and the little Thunderbird and Thunderbird egg were of no use to him, but he still brought them back together. Obviously, they were prepared for Sean.

After comforting the ptarmigan for a while, the little guy has completely trusted Sean. Not only is it stroking its beak, it is even willing to let Sean touch its gorgeous chest feathers, which are treasures.

Sean tried to touch it, and was surprised to find that the feathers on the thunderbird's chest were surprisingly soft. Not only did they not have any static electricity on them, they even gave people a strange feeling of heartbreak, as if they were against the world. Everything becomes extremely sensitive.

"Is this a sign that the Thunderbird is extremely sensitive to supernatural energy?" Sean was amazed.

However, he didn't try to pull out a few to study them. The thunderbird obviously treasured its breast feathers very much.

The Thunderbird, which had just established trust with Sean, was keenly aware of Sean's thoughts. It was like a child willing to share treasures with a good friend. It felt distressed but cheerfully expressed that when it grows up a little, You can give Sean a few.

Sean couldn't help but sigh, dealing with magical animals is really much better than wizards...

When the thunderbird stood up, it also revealed what was underneath it. It was a bird's nest made of rock mixed with dark brown bark. Seven golden eggs the size of Hagrid's fist were placed inside. .

so much? ! Sean was a little surprised. He originally thought there were only two or three.

After asking the thunderbird, he found out that only one of the eggs was his brother or sister, and the other eggs were collected later, so he took care of them equally.

Creatures like thunderbirds are not social animals, but they are very defensive and will try their best to protect their own kind. Because of this characteristic, when they see the same kind or the eggs of the same kind are captured by the wizard, they will attack the wizard to save them. Return to the same kind.

Magical beast smugglers in North America rarely dare to capture thunderbirds because of this characteristic. After all, a thunderbird is difficult to deal with. But for the powerful wizard force, this is a good opportunity to capture multiple Thunderbirds.

They will ride around the entire area on broomsticks holding stolen thunderbird eggs to attract the thunderbirds who are accustomed to protecting their own kind. In the end, most of the thunderbirds in the entire area will be captured and then Separate and smuggled to all corners of the world.

Under the gaze of Thunderbird, Sean gently picked up an egg. It was very heavy, and the eggshell had a slight static electricity. If you get closer, you can smell the special smell of ionized air.

"You're going to take care of them until they're born, right?" Sean looked at the Thunderbird.

Although he was still an underage child, the thunderbird still nodded firmly, with some expectation in his eyes.

Sean responded to its expectations: "Shall I help you take care of it?"

The ptarmigan chirped happily.

"Then go to the ring first. Well, the wasteland area is quite big, and there are cliffs where you can place these eggs - oh, I will order a huge weather umbrella for you. You should like the sun... …”

Sean placed the Thunderbird in the ring and at the same time asked the other friends inside to be kind to the new friends.

Then he took the parchment and crown that the Thunderbird had brought.

Finding a soft cushion to sit down cross-legged, Sean placed the Ravenclaw diadem on his lap and opened the parchment.

Grindelwald's characteristic scrawl jumped out wildly on the page.

"Good but stupid Sean:"

"As you can see, I don't have the time to keep a pet, it's the kind I hate the most. So, I leave it to you. You can make an omelette or boil it, just remember to tell me the taste."

Sean curled his lips, the old man was still so careless.

"Well, the point is not that little guy, the Ravenclaw diadem is the point. I guess you have already guessed how I got this thing."

The first time Sean saw the Ravenclaw diadem, he knew that the person who took the diadem before Stephanie was the one was Grindelwald, and the person who tampered with Stephanie's memory and left memory hints to her was probably him. .

No wonder Stephanie had a strange expression that day, as if she knew who it was but didn't want to say it.

She should have discovered it by herself then.

"Sean, this is the most different place between you and me - you should be able to feel it, right? You can completely absorb the huge magic power derived from [Lust], there are only benefits, no harm."

"Yes, I facilitated it all. The reason is very simple. As the host of the crime [Lust], she was absorbed by [Pride] and became a force that can be manipulated. This is a more valuable thing."

After reading this, Sean's eyes flickered, and finally he rubbed his temples tiredly and helplessly.

This is Grindelwald. In his values, being absorbed is obviously more conducive to Sean's future development. It is more valuable than being a smart and outstanding fifth grader.

He has never been shy about this kind of thing, even if Stephanie didn't do anything heinous.

In other words, Sean believes that if Grindelwald can find a way to solve everything, even if it means sacrificing his own life, Grindelwald will not have any hesitation.

"You refused this gift. You are even more merciful than Albus - although I have always hated the word 'merciful'. Well, this is your choice. I won't interfere. By the way, you don't If you absorb Stephanie's words, then soak her up - [Lust] is the easiest power to be inspired. As long as the head of the crime [Pride] has not awakened, the power overflowing from other crimes will be a powerful and controllable boost. .”

"An unforgettable love can inspire the power of [lust], and she can be a powerful helper for you in the future."

Sean: "...a bastard old man..."

"Finally, let's talk about the crown. I have been researching for a while. Wearing the Ravenclaw crown can stimulate the wizard's intelligence and creativity. In this state, whether it is learning, reasoning, or creating spells, you will find your own My mind is extremely clear, and inspiration is constantly flowing in.”

"However, this thing cannot be used all the time. Ravenclaw's crown will bring a great mental load to the wearer. When using it, you must pay attention to the wearing time and your own mental state."

“You can try to figure it out on your own, but remember not to get carried away.”

"Think about what I said yesterday and think about it carefully."

"Your teacher: Gellert Grindelwald."

What you said yesterday was nonsense. Didn't you just show that you and Dumbledore were going to have a life-or-death showdown... and you were also preparing to start a Muggle war, and you were going to stand on the opposite side of me...

Letting the parchment turn to ashes in the palm of his hand, Sean picked up Ravenclaw's diadem and looked at it carefully.

The shape is classic and elegant, and the creation is exquisite and full of details.

After hesitating for a while, Sean decided to try it himself.

Taking a deep breath, he placed the Ravenclaw diadem on his head.

The moment the crown tightened around Sean's scalp, a mysterious and mysterious feeling came over him.

The biggest change is that Sean's proficiency in all spells has increased slightly!

He understood some details that he had not paid attention to when practicing those spells. The experience was quickly absorbed and transformed, and Sean could now use his own spells more easily and skillfully.

And this was just the beginning. Sean felt as if his head had been soaked in ice water that was not biting. All his thoughts became smoother, and every thought became empty and imaginative.

This feeling magically almost made Sean want to indulge in it, but before he could enjoy this cheering thought, another feeling immediately came to his mind.

He felt as if he had been hit hard head on, and his head was filled with a huge blank as if he had suddenly lost too much blood. A huge amount of information was suddenly stuffed into his mind.

That's not other information from the outside world, it's all stuff in Sean's own brain.

Those fragments of details buried in the subconscious, those things that he doesn't care about very much, those things that he has learned but hasn't had time to fully understand...

Everything is like all the files on the computer hard drive being placed on the desktop, and every smallest detail is squeezed into the same place.

And Sean's thoughts were incredibly fast after a stab of pain, and he immediately understood that this was the powerful effect and side effect of the Ravenclaw Diadem.

Sean's expanded mind and increasingly sensitive consciousness allowed Sean to immediately integrate all the information, and he directly selected the memory about Dumbledore in his mind.

This comes from what Grindelwald once said to him: "Think carefully about what Albus said to you."

On the parchment just now, Grindelwald emphasized it again in a subtle way.

Grindelwald was telling himself that Dumbledore had hidden some information in his previous conversations with him that he wanted to tell him but had no way of saying clearly.

Sean's brain was running rapidly, and his face was as red as if he had been smoked by hot and humid steam.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... As time passed by, Sean's face became redder and redder, and there was even a gurgling red nosebleed.

But Sean still hasn't taken off the crown. He always feels that he can still see more useful information, and those overlooked details may be connected...

Another minute passed, Sean was sweating profusely, and his body began to tremble.

Just when his ears were filled with blood, he suddenly opened his eyes and quickly took off the Ravenclaw crown.

"Huh...huh..." Sean half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

The mental load brought about by the Ravenclaw Diadem is frighteningly high!

However, he also found the answer he wanted.

Sean raised his head, his bloodshot eyes shining slightly. He calmly took a spoonful of potion that could calm mental riots, then closed his eyes and sat down to rest.

When he opened his eyes again, the pressure caused by the mental load finally disappeared.

"Think carefully about what Albus said to you..." The corners of Sean's mouth finally rose a little.

Not long ago, what Sean thought was Dumbledore's break with Grindelwald was Dumbledore's reminder to him!

"I really wish I could go back to that summer..." The white-haired old man stood in the shadow in front of Sean and sighed sadly.

That was the tip he gave himself!

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