Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 302: Unexpected visitor

In a secret location near the headquarters of the Guards, a member of the Guards returned the wand to Marshall, who was still in bed.

"Ma'am, take a good rest. The boss is dealing with important matters. After that is over, he will come and talk to you." The team member said.

Marshall's face on the hospital bed was still pale, but he seemed to have recovered a lot, at least he was no longer in that mentally unstable state.

Gripping her wand firmly, she nodded silently.

The team member's gaze moved down, and a piece of the bed sheet on the left was obviously deflated, which was the position of Marshall's left leg.

The failed apparition completely dismantled her, and her left leg had completely disappeared below the knee. .

Perhaps noticing his gaze, Marshall raised his head and smiled a standard but emotionless smile—this is the aftereffect of taking a lot of Qingxin.

"I remember you, Brighton? When your father, in the early days of the Guards, hunted down the Bulgarian black wizard, he was hit by a spell and lost a leg just like me - is he okay?"

The team member's face darkened for a moment, and he forced a smile: "Maybe you haven't heard of it, but the effect of that black magic spread for a full month before it was stopped, and he could only lie in bed for the rest of his life."

Marshall just nodded blankly: "I'm sorry."

"No ma'am, I appreciate you allowing me to take over from my father."

"You are as worthy of our trust as your father," Marshall replied.

Little Brighton pursed his lips, his eyes dodged a little.

After a short silence, he asked slowly: "Ma'am, Mr. Onassis..."

Marshall slowly raised his head and looked at him: "He died at my hands, to be precise, at my hands controlled by Grindelwald's Imperius Curse."

"But, but I don't quite understand..." Little Brighton lowered his head, "We did this, except to make the wizarding world more chaotic, and let our companions die one by one... It seems..."

He took a deep breath and didn't continue.

Marshall's expression did not change: "Do you think it was a mistake to arrest Grindelwald?"

"...not..."

"Then do what you should do and remember the goal of our **** team."

The young man paused, and lowered his head a little more: "Yes, for a better world."

"For a Better World."

After the bland conversation, the team member silently walked to the door. When the door of the ward was about to be closed, he turned around hesitantly and said, "Ma'am, if you can find the severed limbs within forty-eight hours of the split body caused by the apparition failure, you can actually..."

Marshall remained expressionless: "Don't you know where I'm going when I apparate?"

Little Clinton choked, yes, that's where Grindelwald is...

However, who can guarantee that there will not be one trap after another of Grindelwald?

He nodded to Marshall, and finally closed the door and went out.

The silence returned to the ward. Marshall stared at the slumped white sheet on his left leg, stared blankly for a while, then lay back down again, and closed his eyes.

Little Clayton walked out of the secret place and stood under the sunlight again, the hesitation and worry on his face disappeared.

"It looks normal, but my father has been with her for a long time, and she has always been very vigilant. So it is not yet certain whether she has betrayed us to Grindelwald."

He spoke into the air.

When the sun shines, the floating dust in the beam of light shakes twice, and a hoarse and light voice comes out of nowhere: "What do you think?"

Little Clayton shook his head: "I don't understand, but according to my experience, Ms. Marshall's will has always been firm, and she has no tendency to join the enemy, not even necessary. After all, Grindelwald is still a fugitive, and we are still an official agency."

The air was silent for a moment, and finally the voice said: "Understood - I will deal with the matter later."

"Yes."

…

It was getting late, and in the ward, Marshall seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Her wand was placed on the side of the bed closest to her right hand.

Not only in the ward, but also in the corridor outside the ward, there was no one there, only the light in the door crack of the treatment room in the middle of the corridor.

This is the treatment team stationed in this secret location. If Marshall needs it, she just needs to press the magic paper box next to the bed, and the paper airplane will automatically fly out to notify the therapist.

As the night deepened, Marshall turned over in his sleep.

In the shadows where no one would notice, the air squirmed invisibly.

However, Marshall seemed to simply turn over, and the shadow returned to calm.

…

By a small lake, an Australian opaleye turned over, and the rocks beside it shook a few times.

Then, a monstrous, gigantic "Cobra" snake swam to the edge of the lake.

It wears huge custom-made glasses with metal frames and pure black lenses.

"Hiss hiss——" it let out a short hiss.

Australian Opaleye opened his mouth, and after a while, weird dragon roars and sparks came out.

Then, a Winged Demon with a size far larger than the same kind spread its wings and hovered over the cobra's head for a while before the big snake slowly swam away.

"Sure enough, I can't speak Parseltongue after becoming a fire dragon..." Aussie Whiteeye lay down by the lake without any image.

This is naturally Sean in the ring space.

He found a chance to escape Filch tonight and sneaked into the Room of Requirement, and then there was the transformation experiment of the fire dragon Animagus.

As I imagined, after losing his original magic wand, Sean could still turn into that weird black dragon with a whole body black.

And Grindelwald's branch wand can't bring any changes to the form of the black fire dragon.

So Sean took out the large batch of wands he purchased.

Surprisingly, as long as the core material of the wand is dragon heartstrings, Sean can transform into the corresponding dragon form.

Yes, all dragons.

Whether it's the terrifying Ukrainian Ironbelly, the irascible Hungarian Horntail, or the smaller Peruvian Venomodont with its venomous teeth and flames.

As long as Sean entangles the wand into his body, the black fire dragon can transform into a relative fire dragon.

Moreover, perhaps because Animagus is proficient enough, he needs a lot less magic power to transform into a fire dragon. For example, Australian Protein Eye, even if he does not borrow Moran's magic power, his own magic power is enough to use, although it is a bit limited.

The not-so-good news is that he can only turn into a dragon-like magical animal.

The long-horned water snake horn-core wand, the wetland werewolf hair-core wand, the phoenix tail feather core wand, etc. that Sean bought with a lot of Gallons were useless. He couldn't transform into various magical animals according to the type of wand core. Gu Gu

Although being able to transform into various fire dragons is exaggerated and scary enough, Sean is still a little dissatisfied.

After all, the smallest Welsh green dragon is also a fire dragon, and its size is somewhat limited—the key point is that he is very fond of the Animagus form of creatures like phoenixes.

Shawn, transformed into an opaleye, sticks his head out and uses the lake as a mirror, reflecting his pearly scale-covered, iridescent, pupilless eyes.

"Tsk, being strong is a matter of one version, being handsome is a matter of a lifetime..."

As a handsome dragon, Xiao En once again admired the figure of the most beautiful fire dragon facing the lake, and then twisted his body, turning back to the original handsome boy.

After testing for a long time today, no matter whether it was Moran or himself, more than half of the magic power was consumed, which made Xiao En's eyelids twitch.

Yawning, he raised his hand and looked at the time.

"It's early morning...um..." Sean yawned and walked towards the exit of the ring.

After saying hello to the cat leopard, basilisk, and bird snake, he climbed up the ladder and headed for the exit.

It's time to go back and rest... Moreover, the "Merlin Weekly Newsletter" broke such a big news, the entire wizarding world will be lively tomorrow.

I don't know how the guards will respond? Sean smirked.

The old man Grindelwald's tricks are endless, and this is obviously just the beginning.

I just don't know why the old man didn't contact me, is it because he is in Hogwarts, and Grindelwald and Dumbledore can't meet yet?

Sean can now confirm that Grindelwald and Dumbledore must have performed a scene that night, but there are still many doubts in it.

Sean always felt that the two old men didn't seem to have discussed it in advance... and Dumbledore's attitude afterward was particularly strange.

Climbing out of the entrance, Sean put the shrunken ring back on his hand, and then walked towards the exit of the Room of Requirement.

As soon as I walked under the torch at the exit, suddenly, the stone wall in front of me fluctuated.

Sean's eyes froze. Why did someone come to the Room of Requirement at this time?

He walked quickly to the shadows under the torches, drew his wand and cast a Disillusionment Charm.

The stone wall fluctuated, and the wooden door made the sound of being pushed open after the bricks moved and rearranged soundlessly.

Shawn, who was hiding in the shadows, held his breath, and cast his calm gaze towards the entrance.

Strangely, after the sound of the wooden door being pushed, there was no further movement.

There was no one at the entrance, and there was no sound of footsteps in the room.

"What's the situation... came to make rounds?" Sean frowned.

But he did not act rashly, and remained quietly hidden in the shadows.

There was a crackling sound from the torch above the head, the flames danced, and the light in the room also fluctuated.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the Room of Requirement, and all the torches in the room shook.

The shadows are swallowed by the light, the light is occupied by the shadows, and the light and shadows are interlaced under the violent shaking of the torch.

"There is a problem..." Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, the wand was firmly grasped in his right hand, and his left hand began to become unreal, with black particles gradually spreading out. Dave in the inner pocket had already begun to crawl along the cuffs of his robes, and his rings had begun to open.

Once anything happens, Sean's spell, silence, and the four magical animals with the lowest danger level of xxxx will be saved directly.

As if affected by the atmosphere, the temperature in the Room of Response also began to drop.

Sean tensed his body, but he still didn't notice the comer, and Dave's biological instinct didn't send an alarm signal. But he is sure that the other party already knows that someone is in the Room of Requirement in advance.

It is very likely that the other party has not found himself, and is searching for him in hiding.

"Crack..." The torch above Sean's head made a detonation sound, the wind in the room suddenly increased, and the shadow Sean was in suddenly trembled.

Without any warning, a hand rested on Sean's tense shoulder.

At that moment, Sean's hair stood on end.

It was almost an instinctive reaction, and his curse instantly pointed behind him.

"How dare you point my wand at me?"

Sean's all-too-familiar voice sounded.

In the deeper shadows, Grindelwald showed his figure with an arrogant smile.

"Teacher!" Sean looked at the other party in surprise.

"No—" He jumped back vigilantly, "Who are you?!"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows angrily, and he leaned lazily against the wall: "How many times have I taught you that you should not only pay attention to yourself, but also pay attention to the surrounding environment when you are invisible under the Disillusionment Curse. When I came in invisible just now, I deliberately left a hole for you, and you didn't notice it? I should give you a Mind Flay Curse first, so that you can recall it."

Mind whipping curse, this is the punishment method Grindelwald used to teach Sean, desperately but painfully wanting to die.

Sean shuddered, and he believed it now.

In front of you is Grindelwald.

He smiled and withdrew his wand: "I haven't told you yet, you secretly exchanged my wand—seven Galleons!"

Grindelwald sneered: "Do you want me to give you seven spells?"

"Hey, next time next time."

After a few months of goodbye, Sean looked at the other party. Grindelwald was still dressed as before, but his aura was even more arrogant. It seemed that the Dark Lord's aura was fully activated.

He smiled and asked, "How did you get into Hogwarts?"

Grindelwald found a velvet chair and lay down comfortably: "Miss the cabinet, I saw your ring after I came here, I guess you have something to do, so I'll go out and do mine first."

"Have you gone to see Professor Dumbledore?" Sean pulled a chair under his buttocks.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows: "It's not stupid, you found it?"

"About you and Professor Dumbledore's acting? Of course you found out—but ~IndoMTL.com~ why didn't you tell me?" Sean asked.

Grindelwald's expression darkened a little.

"You think we have discussed it in advance?"

Shawn shook his head: "It doesn't feel like it."

"It's right that it doesn't look like it," Grindelwald raised his legs comfortably, and let out a long breath, "Temporary performance-your principal didn't tell me why."

"Is this the tacit understanding of the elderly?" Sean joked.

Grindelwald snorted coldly: "Bullshit tacit understanding-if I hadn't felt that his spell could not kill me, then that night, one of your teacher, your principal, would have stepped into the grave first."

The blood alliance is still there, so it's not a big deal... Sean is in a better mood again.

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