I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Sean's eyes trembled.

The flame that had been calm all this time jumped up violently, and the voice in Sean's mind became more and more seductive.

"I can help you—"

"I can also teach you how to control your power—"

"I can make you—"

"Glory."

"Incomparable glory—"

Sean lowered his head.

After a long time, he asked with difficulty: "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

The voice gradually became louder: "Did you see this magic flame? A steady stream of ash snakes were born from here, but its power has not weakened in the slightest. This is the end point that every wizard is pursuing: eternity. "

Xiao En's eyes became more and more confused, and he murmured: "But, how are you going to save me?"

"Your emotions need a powerful magic carrier to bear, and as a meeting ceremony, this group of magic flames will become the cornerstone and the starting point of your glory."

"Then, what should I do..." Sean trembled, wanting to touch the flame, but he didn't dare to reach out.

"Come on, touch it—" the voice became more and more seductive, "open your heart to it, and imagine building a bridge of communication between you."

"Communicate the magic power between you, and save those thoughts for it, and then, you save the glory—"

Sean's lips trembled, and his face turned ferocious uncontrollably.

"As long as, as long as the magic power is communicated..."

"Yes, yes, that's how it is, it's so simple—"

"That's it..."

Sean let out a breath, he took a few steps back, his body trembling, then bowed slightly, touching his chest in greeting.

"Thank you for your teaching." He smiled with difficulty.

Xiao En's odd-colored pupil was still cold and violent, but in the other pupil, the previous confusion disappeared, and he regained his clarity.

He maintained the elegance of aristocrats, but the words he said were not very nice: "I'm still a child, how could you lie to me like this?"

The flame of the blue magic flame trembled slightly, and then trembled violently.

The voice returned to coldness, but the anger in it couldn't be stopped: "You, it's fine—"

"Thank you for the compliment, ah, let's not talk, I have to deal with my situation. Good night, um, Mr. Moyan?"

Sean quickly retreated to the other side of the corridor, took a deep breath, and took out something.

He does have a carrier that can carry magic power,

It was an egg covered with turquoise patterns, and against the backdrop of the blue flames, the fluorescence on its surface was still flickering stubbornly.

"rely on you……"

Sean took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and placed his hand on top of the egg.

"Communicating the magic, building bridges, and opening your heart..."

Sean's handsome face was constantly contorting, pain and violence flashed frantically, and the egg also shook slightly.

After a long time, Sean finally opened his eyes.

The white circle marks on his pupils gradually faded away, and the violence and coldness on his face also disappeared.

"It's really effective..." Sean panted heavily, feeling pleasantly surprised, and all the uncontrollable thoughts in his mind disappeared!

Exhausted, he leaned against the wall and touched the gently shaking egg.

"I was saved by you... If you can still hatch, you are my brother, no, my son!"

Sean raised his eyelids and glanced at the end of the corridor, where the blue light was still flickering.

But he wasn't worried at all, if the opponent had the ability to do something, how could he hold back?

However, Sean himself has no strength left,

His physical strength and energy were completely exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his wand.

As for his own spell... Sean looked at the blue flame that was burning quietly beside him.

Under the improvement of Grindelwald, the biggest feature of Magic Flame Blessing is that it is controllable, although the so-called "controllable" is only compared with the original Fiendfyre Curse.

Sean's strength, reciting the spell for half a second, closing the spell for half an hour...

He looked at the almost burned ward, and leaned against the wall helplessly.

I don't have the energy to take it back now, forget it, wait for Dumbledore to come back...

Sean let out a breath, then closed his eyes.

...

"Hmm... where is this?" Sean struggled to open his eyes and looked around.

It was a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all sorts of funny little sounds. On the table with slender legs, there are many strange and weird silverware, spinning, emitting small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, both men and women, all snoring softly in their respective photo frames. There was also a huge claw-shaped table, and on a shelf at the back was a tattered, crumpled wizard hat - the Sorting Hat.

Principal's office? Sean half propped himself up on a huge red velvet cushion.

"It seems that you are awake?" A gentle voice came from behind him.

Sean turned his head and saw Professor Dumbledore smiling.

"Professor?" Sean blinked, then thought of something again, and asked immediately, "How is it? The school, and Percy and the others?"

Dumbledore walked up to him and sat down on the steps without a trace.

"They're all fine, Madam Pomfrey woke up, and Percy was treated," he clasped his hands together, with a smile in his wise eyes, "The castle is a little damaged, but thankfully , no one else was hurt, we just need to fix the castle."

As he spoke, he raised his hands, as if he had encountered something very happy.

As if infected by his smile, Sean also grinned.

It's fine...he thought happily.

"To be honest, I should have put you in the infirmary, but," Dumbledore spread his hands, "it's in ruins now, and I can't put you on half a stone wall."

"Ruins?!" Sean opened his mouth wide, and then suddenly felt guilty.

Dumbledore nodded: "The culprit of the accident left behind a blue flame. That flame came from the Fiercefire Curse. It was difficult for me to deal with it. In the end, I could only control it within a certain range."

"And then," he spread his hands, "poor Bobby almost fainted again when he saw the infirmary."

Dumbledore didn't mention Sean's protection from the Flame.

Sean blinked his eyes, the principal must have found out, but since he didn't say anything, then I don't know...

"And what about Professor Kettleburn?"

"Oh——" Dumbledore's expression became more serious, "Sylvanus has been hit by the Imperius Curse, and he hasn't woken up yet."

"As for the culprit of the accident, it is likely to be a radical organization of pure-blood wizards."

"They call themselves—Death Eaters."