I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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Obviously he didn't feel any change process, and the "arrogance" in his body didn't respond at all, but Sean found that the nature of his magic power had indeed changed.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, if it was an inappropriate metaphor: his magic had evolved.

Why would such a change occur just by fighting against the opponent, a person with the power of [Laziness]?

Sean was puzzled. He didn't know whether this change was temporary or permanent, but for him now, the changed nature of magic didn't seem to cause any hindrance.

The figure in the black hood didn't seem to expect it at all. He who was still suppressing Sean lost all his advantages in just an instant.

The huge, irresistible magic power rushed towards him like a raging sea wave, as if Sean had thrown himself into the storm sweeping the world in his calm magic ocean.

"Woo...ah-ah!" A roar with all his strength came from the other side.

Thomas, who was controlled by the transfiguration technique, actually let out a roar through the steel mask. It was the kind of desperate roar that he tried his best but was helpless.

They share a consciousness, and in critical situations, one person's magical feedback seems to be reflected on Thomas...

Such an idea came to Sean's mind, but instead of relaxing, he output magic even more violently.

The black hood held the wand tightly with both hands. He stepped hard on the ground with both feet but still couldn't stop retreating.

A trace was pulled out of the ground, and the black hood held on tightly, but the original suppression was gone, and one could only watch the center of the collision of the magic curse getting closer and closer.

"Creak-" The wand made a painful cracking sound, and the wooden body of the wand shook with cracks appearing one after another.

A dazzling white light burst out, the wand broke completely, and Sean's spell hit the Black Hood's chest without any hindrance.

He flew backwards and hit a tombstone hard. After the dull sound of flesh colliding, the black hood slid softly to the ground without any movement.

Thomas, who was under control, whimpered and made a painful sound.

Dumbledore, who had been watching this scene and holding his wand tightly, showed a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

He looked at Sean, and when he was about to speak, he saw that Sean, who had gained a comprehensive advantage and defeated the enemy, just took a breath to let the magic wave calm down.

Then, Sean immediately waved his wand, binding spell, petrification spell, coma spell, and transformation spell.

Knocked to the ground, his whole body was charred, and he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead. The black hood shivered under Sean's spell, and then was firmly imprisoned.

While Sean was pouring soul-clearing and tonic into his mouth, he raised his wand and pointed it at Thomas, who was still unconscious.

This child's vigilance... Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"Sean, if you add a few more spells, he may not be able to speak for the rest of his life." Dumbledore said.

Sean, who was about to give Thomas the most vicious acupuncture spell, turned his head and looked at the old man.

"Isn't that true, Professor?" He wiped the corners of his mouth and put down the wand.

Dumbledore fell from the air, and he walked to Sean's side, with wonder and admiration in his eyes.

"It's not normal, but Mr. Thomas is an exception."

Sean glanced at Thomas thoughtfully, and then said: "Because he is the subject?"

Dumbledore didn't shake his head or nod, but just smiled slightly: "Yes, not entirely - and, why don't you go find the answer yourself?"

Sean glanced suspiciously at the old man who was keen on the Riddler. The red magic on Dumbledore's wrist was still about to move, but it was suppressed somehow.

After thinking about it, Sean put down other questions and then walked to the black hood.

The half-broken hood was lifted, and Sean's pupils suddenly shrank.

Hidden under the hood is the face of a thin boy. His eyes are tightly closed and his complexion is pale. I don’t know if it’s because of this or because he was severely injured by Sean.

There was a trace of bright red blood flowing down from his seven orifices, but there was still a slight breath between the wings of his nose.

What shocked Sean was that the top of the boy's head was not a normal skull and hair, but looked like a hole had been opened. Inside the fist-sized hole is a squirming black unknown substance, somewhat similar to the state of Obscurus oil.

Sean tried to take a look inside, but just as he cast his gaze over, he felt like he was about to be sucked in.

He quickly took a step back, his eyes surprised and frightened.

Dumbledore came to Sean's side, and he also glanced at the inexplicable black hole above the man's head.

The old man didn't feel any discomfort and just sighed: "It's actually like this..."

"What's going on here, Professor?" Sean asked.

Dumbledore said nothing, but pointed to the man's chest.

Sean looked over and saw that the man's chest, which had been sunken by the curse, was moving slightly.

Sean frowned and waved the wand, and the clothes on the other party's upper body were torn apart. Then Sean discovered that the chest that was sunken by his hit did not have any serious injuries.

It was like a piece of plasticine had been punched in the face.

"Huh? This is..." Sean keenly discovered that something was wrong with the squirming of the skin at the edge of the depression.

"Polyjuice potion?" Sean looked up at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore still didn't speak, but judging from his appearance, Sean's guess should be accurate.

"This man took Polyjuice Potion? Why..."

Sean looked at the other person's appearance carefully. His hair was a little long, but sparse. He was quite handsome, with a hint of childishness, and he looked young. He had a typical Caucasian appearance.

Sean recalled it carefully. There was no impression of this boy in his mind.

"Wait..." Sean was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Dumbledore.

"This person, no, this person's appearance, is [lazy]?!"

Dumbledore still didn't answer, or even made any movements or expressions, as if he had nothing to do with the matter.

Sean looked down at the red magic power still crawling on the old man's wrist and understood.

"Professor, because of your unbreakable oath, can't you give me any relevant information, not even a hint?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "You are very smart, Sean, you reacted immediately."

"Then...Professor? Is that okay?"

Dumbledore seemed to understand what Sean was going to say. He shook his head: "I know what you think. For example, if you ask a question, if I don't answer, it will be regarded as acquiescence, and if I cough, it will be regarded as denial? My child, I have to say, your thinking is quite good. Flexible - but the Unbreakable Vow does not care about such hints, especially if the truth revealed by the cursed person is getting closer to the true vow."

Sean pursed his lips with regret. Although Dumbledore was able to suppress the oath to a certain extent, it seemed that it could only go so far.

However, this gave Sean another direction. The information about the person in front of him was related to the real oath. In other words, it was very close to the truth...

Sean frowned and thought for a moment, then tried to ask: "It's okay if it doesn't involve an oath, right?"

Dumbledore said nothing, but winked at him.

"Then...professor, what were you doing before you came here?"

Dumbledore didn't respond.

"I can't say that... Well, Professor, it seems like you didn't understand the crime [laziness] before you met Thomas and the others?"

This time, Dumbledore responded, and the red magic power seemed to suddenly become violent, drilling towards Dumbledore's heart.

But the old man raised the Elder Wand, firmly suppressing the red magic power, and then nodded gently.

Dumbledore didn't understand this before...

"So, after you came here, you saw this guy who was not right, and then used the information you already knew to deduce more information, right?"

Dumbledore was silent again this time.

Sean frowned and thought.

When Thomas threatened Dumbledore before, he mentioned that if Dumbledore did not interfere with their capture of Sean this time, he would be able to get to the truth of the matter after returning...

In other words, Dumbledore did cooperate with the Returned to a certain extent, but it was obvious that the Returned did not disclose the real key information to Dumbledore.

However, with Dumbledore's IQ, I am afraid he has already inferred a lot of information.

However, due to the oath, he was unable to reveal information that was important to the returnees to others.

Sean scratched his no longer elegant hairstyle with some annoyance, sighed and said: "Professor, I have to say, playing charades every day is really not a pleasant thing. There are many speculations that I cannot confirm, and I am sure Crucial information is missing.”

Dumbledore looked apologetic: "This is really embarrassing, Sean... I can't tell you whether what you are doing is right or wrong, because it will all be, well, you know."

"Then why are you here today just to let me see this scene and then continue to guess riddles?" Sean said a little irritably.

Dumbledore shook his head seriously: "I don't want my students to be in danger. Frankly speaking, Sean..."

The old man showed a scared expression.

"I was terrified."

Dumbledore's answer made Sean startled.

He thought he was in great danger... so he risked his oath to save me...

Because of that powerful magic that can tamper with the path of a portkey?

"Professor, do you think that [someone] personally performed the magic that changed the path of the door key?" Sean tried to ask.

Dumbledore said nothing, but his eyes looked at Sean with joy and apology.

Sean understood. Dumbledore thought that I was being targeted by someone at a higher level, probably the "one" Thomas mentioned.

But he just happened to discover this situation, and he didn't expect it to turn into this situation.

In fact, the threat posed by Thomas and the others to Sean was not too great. The magic power derived from the guilt [Laziness] did shock and panic him, but Sean still had many back-ups that he had not used.

Of course, Dumbledore's arrival at least allowed Sean to catch these three people. Otherwise, even if he could defeat these three people, the information here would be sent back by them.

While Sean was thinking, Dumbledore looked in a certain direction.

"Shawn, it's time to go."

"Leave now? Huh? Someone is coming?" Sean asked.

Dumbledore nodded and said: "It's very unsafe here, and it's easy to find out some things. Remember, Albus Dumbledore was not involved in any of the things we did today, do you understand?"

"What about these three people?"

Dumbledore smiled: "Someone accidentally touched the magic. The person who planted the magic came to check, but he didn't expect that the person who accidentally touched the magic was a powerful wizard who lived in seclusion. The powerful wizard defeated the three of them and used unknown methods. Three people were taken away without leaving a trace."

Sean: "..."

Professor, you have already made up this story, right?

But what Dumbledore said proved that Sean's guess was correct. The tampering of the portkey was not deliberately aimed at Sean, but a countermeasure deployed by the returnees.

Sean looked at Thomas and the other three, and then at the Lloyds, who were still unconscious.

What on earth are Durmstrang and the Returned doing to make such an arrangement for an ordinary Muggle couple... Could it be that [Sloth] is actually the son of the Royds, Lonte Lloyd, who has never shown up?

Dumbledore urged from the side: "Sean, as the admissions specialist, it's time for you to return to Hogwarts at this time."

"I see...does the portkey still work?"

After getting a positive answer, Sean stripped Thomas and the three of them naked, and then stuffed them into the ring - the basilisk had already put on glasses inside and was about to be petrified.

Then, Sean took one last look at Dumbledore who was not moving, and disappeared with the Lloyds.

The cemetery returned to silence, and only Dumbledore remained.

The old man looked at the direction where Sean disappeared. He pursed his lips and didn't know what he was thinking.

After standing there for a while, the red magic of the oath on his wrist gradually calmed down and disappeared. Then Dumbledore waved his wand, and a strange wind blew in the cemetery.

The wind gradually subsided, and the magic power fluctuations here suddenly became chaotic.

Then, Dumbledore waved his wand again. This time, the trajectory of his wand was exactly the same as the spell used by the black hooded boy when he tried to send a message.

After doing all this, he stood there and waited.

For a moment, the air fluctuated in a place, and then, several black figures appeared on the spot.

"Dumbledore? Were you the one who sent the signal?" the leading black shadow said in a hoarse voice.

"What on earth are you doing?" Dumbledore asked instead of answering the other party's question.

The shadow fell silent and looked at Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore -" he spoke slowly, "don't you think you should tell me first what happened here?"