Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 45: Old men are riddlers

"Death Eaters..." Sean's eyes flickered a few times.

In the infirmary, after seeing Parseltongue, he had a premonition about it, but when he heard Dumbledore say it himself, Sean's breathing was still a lot heavier.

As if seeing his anxiety, Dumbledore patted Sean's hand in relief: "Don't worry, I have already notified the Ministry of Magic, and I will take action myself if necessary."

Pull Grindelwald again and kill him! Sean secretly shouted in his heart.

Dumbledore continued: "Of course, you have done a very good job, especially you, Sean, no matter what aspect you are, I have to admire you."

Looking at the old man's satisfied smile, Sean secretly glanced at his mouth, if you weren't in school, I wouldn't need to kill him.

However, he thought of Quirrell again, and after telling Dumbledore what happened that night, the old man pushed his glasses: "Oh, I know that, you don't need to worry about this, your task now is to have a good rest."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that nothing could escape Dumbledore's predictions, and the old man was in the dark.

He rubbed his swollen head, then turned over and stood up.

"Professor, if it's okay, I'll go back first?"

Dumbledore glanced at him in surprise, and asked curiously, "Aren't you asking about other things?"

Ask what? How did that mysterious man sneak in? Why were you not at the castle at the time?

Sean knew that even if he asked, he would not get an answer.

He tidied up his wrinkled robes and turned back into that handsome and handsome wizard.

"Professor Dumbledore, if you can tell me, you will definitely say, if you can't tell me, it's useless for me to ask," he turned his head and blinked at Dumbledore, "It's like I have a little secret too, right?"

Dumbledore was slightly taken aback, then his smile became more and more vigorous, and finally he laughed heartily: "Sean, I have to say it again, you have learned the essence of what old men say."

If I can't beat you, I will hang banners all over the castle: Riddler Get Out of Hogwarts. Sean sneered.

"Thank you for your compliment," Sean bowed slightly, still maintaining his demeanor and politeness, "Then I will take my leave first, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile.

Before leaving, Sean looked behind the door, and the perches there were empty.

It's a pity that I didn't see Phoenix... Xiao En walked down the spiral staircase, and it's a pity that he didn't see Fox.

He has been coveting this kind of magical creature for a long time, but he definitely has no other thoughts.

He didn't want to try at all, whether his affinity for magical animals was useful to Phoenix.

Sean is willing to use Master Malfoy's hairline as a guarantee.

After Sean stepped out of the crack in the stone wall, the gargoyle jumped back in front of the wall.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore was still sitting where he was, with a smile on his face, and finally shook his head,

He stood up, walked to the opposite side of the claw-shaped table, and put the tattered wizard hat on his head.

"Oh, Mr. Principal, it has been three years, six months and five days plus twelve hours, five minutes and thirty-two seconds since you wore me last time. You are sincerely welcome to use the Sorting Hat again. Next, please allow me to introduce the latest service that the Sorting Hat is planning to launch in the new school year..."

"Oh, I'm very interested, but I still have something urgent to do, can I contact your clone first?" Dumbledore interrupted the chattering wizard hat with a smile.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment." The Sorting Hat opened its mouth regretfully.

It didn't take long for Dumbledore to hear the voice in his head.

It still has the weird tone of the Sorting Hat, but there is a joy and wildness in it that no one else can pretend.

"Albus, you actually took the initiative to contact me. Please allow me to have a happy meeting alone. I must have a few more drinks tonight."

"Gellert, sooner or later you will die of what Muggles call alcohol poisoning." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Oh!" The voice over there was even happier, "Can I understand that you care about me?"

Dumbledore interrupted his self-entertainment, and said quickly: "Voldemort, haven't you found out who it is?"

"It's not going to be easy, Albus. You're trying to dig up a cowardly mole-rat all over Europe, or even the entire planet, and with all due respect, old friend, that's not realistic."

"You didn't say that before."

"But, you already have a suspect, don't you?"

"But I have no evidence," Dumbledore said seriously, "I can't wrong someone just based on my feelings."

"Ha, your senses have always been accurate—" Grindelwald gave a long laugh, "Of course, as I said, I will help you."

As if he couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the other party, Dumbledore frowned: "Then back to another topic, Gellert, you are not a person who likes to follow the rules, but you must abide by the agreement between us."

"I know what you mean, Albus. But I have to say ~IndoMTL.com~ Your trust in me is so low that it makes me a little sad." Grindelwald deliberately put on a tone of regret.

"The blessing of the magic flame, and the eternal Fiendflame, are all provided by you."

Grindelwald said loudly in surprise: "This is a serious accusation, Albus."

"Gellert," Dumbledore's voice became more serious, "I need to remind you that some battles only exist between us, and there are some things that you must not get involved in."

"Just like you?" Grindelwald asked rhetorically.

"Yes, just like me." Dumbledore replied frankly.

"Ha——" Grindelwald laughed softly, and his tone became enthusiastic again, "Okay, Albus, I assure you, I did not end myself."

Recognizing the meaning of his words, Dumbledore shook his head: "You will understand, Gellert."

"Correct your mistake, old friend. I always understood."

In the tower of Nurmengard, Grindelwald took off the hat on his head, rubbed his fingers, and a blue flame burned.

"Ha, interesting rat, just in time, let's add some fun to Albus." He showed a happy smile, blue flames, and a cloud of black mist twisted and rose up, as if being roughly pulled out by a hand.

In a village in Albania, in a dark room, a man in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ha——" He let out a long sigh that seemed to be joyful and painful.

"As expected of you, Grindelwald, sure enough, it won't last long..."

Then, his eyes became cold and stubborn.

"I will never give up..."

"Eternity—and immortality!"