Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 59: Goodbye Grindelwald

After the Portkey was delivered once, Sean, who was prepared, didn't fall to the ground again. He staggered a little, and although he was a little embarrassed, he still stood firm.

"Where is this..." Sean looked around strangely.

This is an elegant and unique room, with all kinds of strangely shaped magic props placed in the room, and many strangely shaped specimens leaning against the wall, Sean can only tell that they are some kind of animals.

On the other side, a classic desk is placed in front of the railing, on which is a luxurious and elegant ceiling lamp, and behind the wooden railing is a huge French window with a lattice pattern. From Xiao En's angle, he can see the rolling mountains outside.

Sean suddenly had a bad feeling, Hogwarts has no such place...

He took out his wand and walked slowly to the railing.

Xiao En looked around and found that he should be on the second floor of this office. On the first floor, there are sofas and coffee tables, which seem to be used to entertain guests.

"Where is this..." Sean turned his head, but just in time to see a smear of red on the desk.

It was a magnificent, huge red tail feather.

A word immediately popped up in Sean's mind: Phoenix.

The owner of this office is related to Dumbledore?

Under the phoenix's tail feathers, a piece of parchment lay quietly on the table.

Sean probed over and saw several names.

"Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom..."

Before he finished reading, a voice made him tense up immediately.

"Oh, Sean, it's been a long time."

Sean raised his head stiffly, and saw the unrestrained but extremely powerful old man.

I'm still too young... Sean lowered his head and gave a wry smile.

When he raised his head again, he had already put on a handsome smile.

"Hello, Mr. Grindelwald."

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with admiration, and he walked over with a gentle smile.

"What impeccable etiquette, Sean."

"You're too much, sir." Sean felt bitter. He didn't understand why Grindelwald was so interested in him. The last time he entered the disappearing cabinet by mistake, he might have arranged it, right?

Grindelwald walked up to him and sat down in the large armchair behind his desk.

"Look, I'm getting old, I forgot to entertain guests," Grindelwald didn't do anything, and a chair against the wall flew behind Sean, "Please sit down, Sean."

Sean obediently stuck half of his **** on the chair.

Grindelwald raised his legs, crossed his hands on his knees, and raised his eyebrows: "Sean, remember in the future, you can't trust a note with Albus's name on it."

"Of course, even if you have seen Albus's handwriting, you can't help it. I have always imitated his handwriting very similarly." Grindelwald scratched his beard proudly.

Would you sneak up on a little wizard like this? Pretending to be Dumbledore, taking advantage of my carelessness... Sean slandered.

"Why don't you talk?" Grindelwald said with a smile seeing that he was still pleasing to the eye.

"Because you haven't explained why you want me to come here." Sean sighed secretly and said softly.

"Oh, look at my memory," Grindelwald patted his thigh annoyedly, and then smiled again, "Sean, relax, how about I show you around Nurmengard?"

"Oh, it's a great honor, but, sir, can I go back to Hogwarts first, I have to catch the train tomorrow morning..." Sean said slowly.

Grindelwald didn't show any displeasure. He switched the position of his legs and said with great interest, "Sean, you're such an interesting wizard. But don't worry, I don't have any malice towards you, I just want to chat with you."

Sean naturally remained suspicious of this old man who was good at demagoguery, but since he said so, he shouldn't have any bad thoughts about him... right?

Sean hesitated for a while, and asked softly: "Mr. Grindelwald, I don't quite understand, why do you want to see me?"

Grindelwald spread his hands: "Oh, actually this is just a small accident, I think you have no place to go when you stay there, so I just thought, why don't I meet you?"

Sean showed a puzzled expression.

Seeing his puzzled look, Grindelwald explained: "The one who got you out of Hogwarts was Quirrell."

Sean nodded. Although he didn't see him, he could guess the identity of the other party.

"As you can see, Quirrell is mine, oh well, it was before." Grindelwald spread his hands.

"What do you mean?"

"That's right, Quirrell betrayed me and went to find his beloved baby, um, what's his name?" Grindelwald showed a puzzled expression.

"Oh, Voldemort," he nodded his forehead as if realizing suddenly, and then winked at Sean again, "what a tasteless name."

Hearing what the other party said ~IndoMTL.com~ Sean finally realized that Quirrell is a double agent?

No... Sean frowned.

Then why did Grindelwald give Quirrell the Portkey?

As if seeing his doubts, Grindelwald said: "Oh, I originally wanted Quirrell to help me steal the Philosopher's Stone and come back to study it. After all, Albus and Nicole Flamel are reluctant to lend it to me. They are really two stingy old men, and I won't let them break it."

His tone was relaxed, as if stealing the Philosopher's Stone was just a trivial matter.

Sean laughed dryly. Grindelwald really hasn't changed at all, and he doesn't care about things like rules at all.

"Oh, by the way," Grindelwald stood up as if he remembered something, "In order to make our conversation go more smoothly, I'll take you to see two people."

"Sir, I don't quite understand?"

Grindelwald put his arms around Sean's shoulders, and after a while, Sean found himself in a dark dungeon.

Grindelwald didn't let go of his hand, he put his head close to Sean's ear, and pointed to the corner with a cheerful tone: "Look, Sean, that's a gift from me."

Those were two middle-aged men locked by heavy chains. They seemed to have just been tortured.

Sean looked carefully, and then his eyes widened.

There is a mark on the wrists of the two men.

It was a skeleton. The python's body protruded from its mouth like a tongue, and then wrapped around the bottom.

is the Dark Mark.

Sean looked at Grindelwald: "Sir, I don't quite understand..."