Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 196: Go find troublesome Grindelwald

In the office, a thin layer of ice flakes formed on the two-storey French lattice windows. Although the bonfire was burning brightly, the temperature was colder than the night in Austria at the end of November.

Grindelwald's wand trembled, it seemed to feel the anger of its master.

"Albus..." Grindelwald said, "Your speculation seems unreliable?"

Dumbledore's expression was solemn, and his lips were tightly pressed together.

In the beginning, although the two were anxious about Sean's disappearance, they were not too worried. It's very simple, the most terrifying devil is hidden in Sean's body. Once Sean dies, the crime called 'arrogance' will wreak havoc on the earth.

In the past few days, the wizarding world has been calm and no terrible disasters have occurred, which proves from another angle that Sean's life is not in danger.

Dumbledore speculated that Sean might be trapped in a corner of the castle. For thousands of years, even a wizard with the position of headmaster could not fully discover the secrets of the castle.

Grindelwald was even very relaxed. He felt that Sean might have encountered some secret and was gaining some kind of benefit from it.

But it doesn't work if you can't find anyone. After the discussion, Grindelwald used his prophetic ability.

However, what they didn't expect was that a scene appeared in Grindelwald's prophetic ability, which was the scene where Sean was lying on the ground with blood on his face just now.

Things are breaking out...

Seeing that Dumbledore was silent, Grindelwald snorted coldly: "Albus, it seems that your headmaster is not competent enough, you don't even know that your students have been kidnapped?"

He waved his hand, and another picture emerged.

It was a man with a hood, his face could not be seen clearly, his feet were bare, and his expression was gloomy.

"Gellert," Dumbledore finally spoke, with serious eyes and a complicated expression, "We are still not sure about the relationship between that person and Sean."

Grindelwald snorted heavily: "Albus, you and I have known each other for so long, don't you even know the symbolic meaning of the prophecy?! Sean is in danger, and that person is the source of danger! Huh, the greatest wizard in the world, Albus Dumbledore, use your brain to think about it!"

He walked to the scene that appeared in mid-air: "Typical Medieval ascetic wizard costume, huh, I knew, these old things are not dead-"

Dumbledore didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at the ground and said slowly, "I'm not sure if Sean was kidnapped by them."

"Yeah, then tell me, how did a wizard with a phoenix feather shelter, a wizard with a group of terrifying and magical creatures, suffer from such a predicament?" Grindelwald said sarcastically.

He raised his head to look at the man in the hood, his eyes were cold: "A group of dead idiots are still dreaming their stupid dreams, huh, the layout of the millennium, what a big deal—"

Grindelwald raised his brows, his tone was gloomy and cold: "I want to see, I cut off all your hands and feet, what else can you do..."

Dumbledore frowned: "Gellert, don't be impulsive."

"Impulse?" Grindelwald chuckled lightly, "I'm just going to chat with their descendants, I think about it—"

He showed a suddenly realized expression: "If I tell them that their ancient ancestors who died a thousand years ago have now climbed up in another way, what expression will they have?"

"I still have to tell them that some of you descendants have inherited the last wishes of the ancients and have been acting secretly. In order to save my heir——Albus, don't you like this word? Well, then, for the sake of world peace and preventing 'arrogance' from awakening, I must find out that troublemaker who is acting secretly—"

"Unfortunately, as a bad old man who stepped into the grave with half a foot, I, Gellert Grindelwald, is already old, too old to have the strength and mind to reason. There is no way, I can only arrest all of you, and torture them with the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse one by one."

"Albus, what do you think of this statement, isn't it kind and generous?" Grindelwald smiled happily, but the anger in his eyes was still burning.

Dumbledore looked at the other party seriously: "Gellert, you are too impulsive, the people behind the scenes are not necessarily among those people, and once you make a move, you will be an enemy of the entire wizarding world-you have to understand one thing, right now, the upper echelons of wizards all over the world are still actually controlled by them."

Grindelwald smiled contemptuously: "Control? Albus, times have changed a long time ago. Those self-proclaimed aristocrats, what else do they have besides the legacy of magic and Galleons? A bunch of fluff. If I stand up and shout to rule Muggles again, as long as I show my strength, they will still be willing to help me; if I bow down and be willing to be the principal of the school, those guys should come to the parent meeting proudly. How boring..."

After the word 'ruling Muggles' popped out, Dumbledore's expression became more serious: "Gellert, put away your thoughts."

Grindelwald smiled indifferently: "Albus, we used to be so obsessed with power, don't you understand? Power is something that will not be restricted until you reach the top."

Dumbledore's eyes rose with anger: "Gellert..."

Grindelwald chuckled, and finally raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Forget it, since I have already promised you, then I will keep my promise—but the question now is, what should Sean do?"

Dumbledore said nothing.

"Look, there is nothing you can do, the great Albus Dumbledore is not omnipotent..." Grindelwald beckoned, those illusory scenes returned to the crystal ball like fog, and his wand floated into his hand, "The cruel and unruly Gellert Grindelwald always has some unflattering but useful ideas."

After a loud bang, Grindelwald disappeared in place.

Dumbledore was the only one left in the office. He looked at the crystal ball, and doubts flashed in his lake blue eyes.

…

Greece, beside the fountain in a small village square, a figure suddenly appeared.

That's Grindelwald.

He came to a townhouse in a detour, and after a few casual flicks of his wand, he sneered.

The narrow wall in the middle of the townhouse trembled, and gradually, the houses on both sides began to move outwards, and the sleeping owner in the house didn't notice it at all.

A new house appeared in the middle, and Grindelwald walked up the stairs casually. While waving his wand, he easily pushed open the door.

He felt as relaxed and comfortable as he was at home.

The decorations in the room are all in a typical ancient Greek style. After walking through a spacious corridor, Grindelwald came to a bedroom.

With a bang, a skinny, short creature appeared in front of his eyes. He had big protruding eyes, huge ears like bat wings, and was only wrapped in a worn pillowcase.

It stretched out a long finger, and said a few words to Grindelwald aggressively.

That's modern Greek with some ancient Greek words thrown in.

Grindelwald shook his head: "Your master doesn't even teach you English?"

The house elf didn't see any movement of Grindelwald, but felt his body turned into a stone.

He fell stiffly to the ground, watching the man who broke in suddenly walk into his master's bedroom.

Soon, he heard a frightened voice in the bedroom.

He wanted to rescue his master, but the intruder's magic was so powerful that not even a house-elf could break free.

In the bedroom, a middle-aged man with a full beard opened his eyes wide in surprise and horror.

He spoke English with a blunt Greek accent, and shouted in disbelief: "Mr. Grindelwald?!"

Grindelwald smiled: "Flajos, it seems that you still remember me."

Frajos swallowed hard, and said tremblingly: "Mr. Grindelwald, I don't know what you want from me. My father passed away more than ten years ago."

"Of course I know that Old Vlahos was a good subordinate. He was shrewd and brave, so when he proposed to withdraw from the saints, I generously agreed to him—oh, I regret not being able to attend his funeral, but we have more important things to do now."

"You, please tell me." Vlajos stammered.

His father once worked for Grindelwald. After Grindelwald founded Nurmengard, the old Frajos believed that their leader had betrayed his original belief, so he chose to quit.

Frajos still remembers that his father scolded Grindelwald after he was drunk, thinking that he was a timid and unprincipled betrayer.

Of course, I only dare to talk about it behind my back. Frajos met Grindelwald when he was a child, and he never dared to forget the other party's terrible magic.

The thundercloud that covered the sky became a nightmare in Vlajos's heart - he watched the three people being smashed into ashes by the lightning from the thundercloud.

Why is Grindelwald coming to me now... It was discovered that his father said bad things about him before his death? ! Do you want to bear the anger because of this? !

Frajos trembled slightly, which made him look even older than Grindelwald.

Grindelwald didn't care about the attitude of the other party. He sat on the living chair in the bedroom as if he was familiar with it, and then crossed his legs.

"Vlajos, I need you to do me a favor."

"Please tell me."

"Flajos...I know who your ancestors are..." Grindelwald smiled, he waved his hand, the flames lit up, and a name appeared in the air.

Mopsos.

Frajos's pupils shrank violently, how did Grindelwald know? !

Mopsos, a famous prophet and wizard in the ancient Greek era, after thousands of years, their Vlahos family is the purest descendant of Mopsos blood.

No one knows their true identities except for a few families who are also descended from the powerful wizards of ancient Greece and themselves.

Grindelwald smiled. He easily changed his sitting position, and said softly: "Frajos, my request is very simple. Take me to meet those people—those are the same as your family, and have inherited the ancient wizards. The ancient family. Ha, you all hide very well, fortunately, I know you."

Frajos swallowed hard. There is an agreement among these families that they cannot reveal their true identities to each other, nor can they reveal their hidden addresses.

This kind of agreement is witnessed by magic spells. Although it is not as powerful as those ancient and powerful spells, if he violates it, he will also suffer considerable punishment.

Frajos lowered his head, rolled his eyes a few times, and finally decided to answer honestly.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you should be able to understand that our ancient families are bound by magic spells. I can't tell others about other families, let alone their addresses..."

He unconsciously took on a pleading tone.

Grindelwald put his chin in his hands and thought for a while, then said softly: "That's true. I thought about this before I came here. This is indeed a big burden for you..."

Frajos wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "It would be great if you understand..."

"That's not what I meant, Frajos," Grindelwald interrupted him with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes made people shudder, "I'm asking you to take me there—at the price of your life."

Frajos' face suddenly turned pale.

…

Hogwarts, basement level.

At the entrance and exit of the stone room, Sean, who had been leaning against the wall, stood up straight. To be honest, it is a bit difficult to find an excuse to hide this experience...

Professor Dumbledore has become a smart person. Even with Occlumency, Sean doubts that even if the other party doesn't use Legilimency, he can find out that he is lying...

Hiss...it's a bit difficult...

Shaun, who had a toothache, looked towards the entrance and exit. At this point in time, there should be no one in the lounge, and there is a high probability that he will not be found if he goes out... But how can he make an excuse?

Or ~IndoMTL.com~ said that he passed out in a coma, didn't know anything, and then appeared in the castle?

Is this excuse too lame...

Shaun, who has no other options, decides to turn a dead horse into a living horse doctor. If he is found out, he should tell the whole story...

He hissed against the wall, and after a burst of white light, the stone door opened again.

Sean poked his head out, it was already midnight, and there was no one in the Slytherin common room.

He came out on tiptoe, and then quickly slipped out of the Slytherin common room.

Shawn heaved a sigh of relief after stepping on the stone floor of the castle again, and then he walked towards the professor's office.

Tsk, I don't know if this excuse is useful...

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