Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 274: Grindelwald’s “surprise”

Sean took out a pen and paper, and prepared to present the situation in words to facilitate reasoning and association. Text is more intuitive and specific than recalling it in your mind.

The actual experience of using the quill is not good, except in class, he prefers to use a fountain pen - a gift from Hermione.

The handwriting was drawn across the paper, and there was a dot of ink at the end, and Sean's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.

Grindelwald, Dumbledore.

Looking at the two names on the paper, Sean shook his head silently, and continued writing.

Although he was exhausted, Sean's thinking became clearer as the information was recorded intuitively.

The source of the whole incident came from the United Wizards Guard, and Sean clicked three points to go down.

"First, what forces are behind the guards?

Tentatively designated as part of the pure-blood family, the guy who Grindelwald said is neither human nor ghost (temporarily called the returner), the Ministry of Magic of various countries (doubtful), Dumbledore (doubtful)

Second, what is the purpose of the **** trying to arrest Grindelwald?

Achieve justice (impossible); weaken the influence of Nurmengard and Grindelwald in the wizarding world (probably part of the reason); Grindelwald's existence will affect a huge plan (higher possibility, but more information is needed to testify and reason); I, Sean Wallop, is their target (not likely, my appearance on the scene is not inevitable, Grindelwald's behavior is difficult to figure out, if you want to target me, you will not use such an unstable method.)

Third, Dumbledore's shot

Dumbledore is indeed one of the driving forces in this incident, and the motive is temporarily unclear (it is speculated that it is related to Ariana, and Ariana's condition may be related to the returnee)"

Sean rubbed his eyes and added another line: After the matter was over, it felt like Dumbledore was avoiding me.

After listing these, Sean drew a line, and then wrote a name below.

"Voldemort."

"First, the appearance of Voldemort was unexpected to me. Does he have a direct connection with the guards?"

Shawn's pen tip hesitated for a while. He closed his eyes and thought about it carefully before continuing to write: "Voldemort seems to have arrived at the end of the duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

"I have the impression that the person he parasitized, there was no abnormality when that person passed through my circle of fire (he couldn't break through the fire circle I cast again when he appeared later, it can be judged that he did not break the instant spell of the magic flame's blessing), which shows that Voldemort had not yet parasitized on him at that time."

"Combined with the previous information, it is more likely that Voldemort has received the relevant news and rushed to the scene. He waited for most of the people to leave before making the next move."

"Voldemort's goal is very clear. He wanted to get rid of me but failed, and then he only cared about killing Grindelwald."

Sean randomly found some candy and threw a piece into his mouth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and another guess appeared in his mind.

Without Grindelwald's "time bomb", that is, the second fire in Paris, Dumbledore would not have left to prevent the disaster. He should have handed Grindelwald to the guards. In that case, Voldemort, parasitic in the body of the guards, would have a more concealed and safer hands-on environment.

In other words, Voldemort came here to kill Grindelwald... Does this prove that Dumbledore has connections with the manipulator behind the whole thing, but he didn't want to kill Grindelwald?

To be precise, the mastermind behind the scenes may have made some kind of deal with Dumbledore. One of the items in the deal was that Grindelwald would not be deprived of his life. After Dumbledore took action, the other party mobilized Voldemort in some way. Their original intention was to kill Grindelwald.

The bright moonlight outside the window shone on Sean's fingers, and the pen tip slid across the paper. The "rustling" sound mixed with Sean's steady breathing, giving people a strange sense of tranquility.

"Silence." Sean wrote the second word.

"To be precise, Voldemort parasitized others, and he himself was parasitized. The big mouth can obviously target Moran (temporarily called the Mouth of Silence), and it is absolutely suppressed for no reason (Moran, which is guilty of guilt, has also been absorbed, and the mouth of Silence has also been strengthened). Voldemort has always believed that I am a silent person, so there is a high probability that this thing is aimed at me. This may be due to the fact that I am present."

"But he didn't consider the guilt in my body..." Xiao En frowned and thought, and continued to write, "It may have been considered, but the guilt is too terrible to be targeted. And after what happened tonight, no matter what the previous situation was, now, the people behind the scenes must have a certain degree of understanding of the guilt in my body."

He returned to the above few lines, and then wrote after "Voldemort": "Voldemort's mental state was close to madness when he appeared, but according to the known information, even if the Horcrux is destroyed, Voldemort will at least not appear crazy on the surface (maybe related to the mastermind behind the scenes)."

"Is Voldemort really dead—" Sean hesitated for a while, and finally wrote a big question mark on the back.

This guy was probably the most survivable wizard he knew.

Sean smacked his lips and wrote his conclusion about Voldemort.

"The reason for Voldemort's action is likely to be some kind of promise from the people behind the scenes, and the madness of his soul may also come from this. It cannot be ruled out that he still has a soul fragment alive, so precautions need to be taken—at least to hinder his subsequent resurrection."

The last trace of sweetness in his mouth slowly disappeared, Sean reached out to take another piece, but finally stopped.

Looking at the parchment full, Sean sighed again.

This was probably the day he sighed the most in his life.

The root of the matter is still the mastermind behind the scenes, he still has too little information, and Sean is a little hesitant.

Dumbledore was avoiding himself, and for the first time he had the thought—is Dumbledore still trustworthy now?

After much hesitation, Sean still decided to find a way to talk to Dumbledore—if he didn't hide himself.

He picked up the parchment and took one last look before throwing it into a ball.

Just clear your mind after writing, and destroy this thing on the spot.

"Fire..." Sean habitually took out his wand from the left wand pocket inside the robe. He was used to practicing his casting speed, so when he reached the handle of the wand, he was already exerting a slight force, making the tip of the wand vibrate slightly from side to side during the casting action of the Fire Curse.

But Xiao En didn't continue to read the incantation, he froze for a moment.

His elm dragon heartstring, thirteen-inch wand was gone, and the smooth, heavy feel he had held in his hand a thousand times had become rough and light.

The corners of Sean's eyes twitched.

"Damn old man..."

He took out his wand, no, to be precise, he took out a broken branch.

No! This is a rotten tree branch!

Grindelwald's wand!

Where is my wand? ! What about my thick, long, elegant wand? !

Shawn took a deep breath trembling, lest he faint due to the rage.

The rotten tree branch trembled along with Sean's hand, and a line of faint golden characters emerged out of thin air.

"Surprise, Sean! Nice change, isn't it? With the wand Transfiguration spell..."

The corners of Sean's eyes twitched violently. Valley length

When did the old man drop my wand? ! I tested the wand when I went to the Ministry of Magic before, didn't it change? !

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his wand resentfully.

That's right, it's Grindelwald's root, and Sean found out that he was wrong before.

This rough appearance, this light feel, this natural texture, this is not a rotten tree branch - this is just a piece of rotten bark!

This wand should have a unique name: "The Real Reason Grindelwald Steals the Elder Wand"

Sean hated it, but Grindelwald had disappeared for a long time, and it was impossible to get his elm wand back.

He was a little annoyed. Ollivander said that it is not the wizard who chooses the wand, but the wand chooses the wizard. I have used my wand well, but changing it suddenly will affect my performance?

Sean glanced at the transfiguration spell, and he waved his wand casually.

An unexpected thing happened, he could feel his magic power flowing into the wand, the expected obstruction and obscurity did not appear, the magic power flowed into the wand extremely smoothly and exerted its effect.

The rotten bark had turned into his elm wand, which had the same feel and weight as before, and more importantly, this wand was as commanding as his own.

This is unreasonable... Sean opened his mouth slightly.

Thinking about this, he took out another wand from the ring, which was Voldemort's yew wand.

Sean has used it in front of Death Eaters before, and it is quite obedient, but there are indeed some small obstacles when casting spells.

The tip of the "ultimate fluorescent flash (lumosmaxima)" rod emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

It's also unobstructed, just like my own wand... Sean's pupils contracted.

Can I control all wands perfectly? Why... Sean froze for a moment.

He has become a criminal tonight...

Could it be that, because of the guilt, maybe my magic power has changed somehow, and the wand has surrendered?

And Grindelwald said: "Nice change, isn't it?"

This means that this change is a good thing for me...

Looking at the two magic wands in his hand, Sean's expression became weird...why does he have a feeling of stealing...no, he stole the heart of the wand...

He blinked, brought up the system panel, and looked at the inventory.

Nothing else has changed except for the wand column.

Magic Wand (Purple): The broken twigs that Grindelwald tore off casually, the material is unknown, and the wand core has no core.

Damn, there is no core... Sean routinely complained, and then he was surprised again, there is no core, only relying on the body of unknown material can have such power, Grindelwald has a hand.

Holding up the magic wand that changed its shape, Sean uttered the spell: "Fire blazing ()"

The paper ball on the ground was instantly enveloped by a ball of flames, and it was quickly reduced to ashes.

And Sean quickly withdrew his magic power.

Almost burned my room...

He was a little surprised. He inputted a little magic power according to his usual habits, but the range and power of the flames had increased considerably.

So you still earned it yourself?

Sean curled his lips. Although this wand looks good, he still likes his own... But there is nothing to do now, let's use it first, and come back after contacting Grindelwald.

He lay down on the bed exhaustedly, and then suddenly realized that Grindelwald's skillful handling of flowers and plants disrupted his troubled emotions, and he felt much more relaxed.

"Set a goal, develop strength, find out the news, then be vigilant against the guards and pure-blood families, and finally organize Voldemort's resurrection..." Sean muttered.

Then, sleepiness struck, and Sean fell into a deep sleep.

…

When Sean stepped into the Nurmengard Auditorium the next day, he completely became the focus of attention. Not only the students of the two schools, but also the faculty and staff headed by Vita Rozier also focused their attention on him.

Not only that, the members of the guards stationed in Nurmengard with the purpose of "maintaining order and investigating follow-up" also looked at him with various eyes.

There was no tension or worry on Sean's face, and there was even a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

This was within his expectations, nothing surprising. In other words, becoming a focal point is nothing compared to other things.

He sat down naturally and greeted the classmates around him.

The Weasley twins and Harry and his party had been waiting for him for a long time, and they all came over mysteriously to ask about last night's affairs.

Hermione pushed a group of people away, and said in a serious and soft voice, "Stop making trouble for Sean!"

Fred blinked quickly: "I understand, I understand, there are too many people."

Hermione had already anticipated what happened this morning. She and Sean had already discussed it, so she whispered, "I'll tell you when the club gathers."

The others nodded in understanding.

George put his arms around Sean's shoulders, and pouted at the guards standing at the door.

"Not long after you disappeared last night~IndoMTL.com~that group of people entered the castle. What is the special event maintenance team? I heard that they started investigating Professor Nurmengard in the middle of the night."

Sean glanced at the teacher's desk. Vita Rozier, who had been appointed as the new principal, was still sitting in his vice-principal's seat, and was sternly scanning the students in the auditorium.

"No conflict?" he asked.

"No," George shook his head. "I heard that they cooperated very well. Even though the investigation team was aggressive, there were no conflicts. Of course, I don't know the details."

Shawn nodded. It seems that the professors in Nurmengard should all have been instructed by Grindelwald, but they don't know how they will develop in the future.

While talking, the sound of hard-soled shoes stepping on the floor approached, and a middle-aged wizard with cold eyes came over.

"Wallup, come with me."

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