"Sure enough, something is wrong..." Sean looked at the sky and frowned.

He turned back to look at the room where Grindelwald was, and then his expression became more solemn.

Just like the most serious world will awakening accident in Hogwarts, the wooden door and surrounding walls have turned into messy pixel blocks, with irregular graphics put together.

Sean licked his dry lips. Dumbledore said the impact was controllable...right?

He didn't know if anything bad would happen to him here. For safety reasons, Sean evacuated Dumbledore's old mansion.

The dilapidated old house looks normal overall. Only an area on the second floor has a slight spatial distortion, but it seems to be slowly expanding.

Sean was invisible in the sky, concentrating on observing the situation in that area.

As time passed by, Sean was surprised to find that the expanding space distortion area stopped after spreading to the entrance of the courtyard.

Is the impact limited to this, or has Grindelwald inside already emerged from his memory?

Sean looked up at the sky, that indescribable feeling still not dissipating.

And, what's even stranger is that Sean always feels like something is disappearing from this world...

And he was sure that this was definitely not a strange premonition that only he could feel. All creatures in this world should be able to feel it, just like the changes in the sky.

It's hard to describe this feeling. Sean thought for a long time before he came up with a reluctant description, that is - all creatures in this world have the right to know...

Because this will really affect everyone!

In the dark, Sean had a guess - the controllable influence Dumbledore mentioned might not be the distorted space, but something unknown but something that everyone is about to lose...

Is this kind of thing really a controllable impact?

While he was thinking about it, Sean keenly discovered that the space of the Dumbledore family's old house was distorted and took on a weirder posture. The pieces of the house like a puzzle gradually became transparent and then dark.

Sean squinted his eyes, only to find that the fragments began to become colorful again, and then a very blurry picture began to slide.

However, even if Sean used a magic monocular, he couldn't see clearly the specific content in the picture.

Those scenes looked like there was something scary chasing behind them, running forward crazily.

The unclear picture lasted for a long time, and then there was a sudden pause. Then, the originally distorted space began to slowly move and reset.

"Grindelwald is over?!" Sean's eyes lit up.

The randomly assembled puzzle pieces returned to their real appearance, and Dumbledore's bedroom on the second floor was no longer distorted.

Sean quickly flew back into the house, and sure enough, everything here had returned to normal.

He walked quietly to the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

Although Grindelwald in memory shows amazing and even terrifying planning abilities, in reality we still need to be careful - what if something goes wrong in any link and little Grindelwald goes completely berserk?

Sean doesn't think that his current strength can be Grindelwald's opponent.

He had already pinched Fred's card in his hand and would run away immediately if something unexpected happened.

However, as soon as Sean's head reached the door, the wooden door opened with a creak.

"Ha——" A long sigh filled with various tastes came from the room.

There doesn't seem to be any killing intent. If little Grindelwald was emotionally unstable, he wouldn't be like this...

Sean muttered silently in his heart, then stretched his head and looked inside.

Little Grindelwald stood in front of the pensieve. He stared blankly at the thick memories that were still slowly rotating in the basin. His eyes were covered by shadows, and only the corners of his mouth could be seen slightly pursed.

"Come in, Sean, don't worry about me attacking you if you get upset."

Grindelwald's voice was unexpectedly calm, but there seemed to be a hint of fatigue in it.

Sean raised his eyebrows, this tone... was completely different from before.

It seems like he was really convinced by that memory?!

Thinking of this, Sean coughed slightly and walked into the bedroom.

Grindelwald did not turn to look at him, and was still staring at the pensieve in concentration.

Sean hesitated again and again, and finally asked softly: "Sir?"

There was another moment of silence.

Just when Sean felt a little unsure, little Grindelwald finally raised his head.

He raised his head and seemed to be able to see the deepest sky through the ceiling.

"Huh..." Little Grindelwald exhaled a long breath as if exhaling smoke.

"Ha-" His smile was either self-deprecating or happy, "I see..."

Sean blinked and asked curiously: "What?"

Little Grindelwald glanced at him sideways, and the corners of his mouth curved: "If I told you, the sky would really fall."

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Sean shrugged.

Little Grindelwald casually found a tattered chair and sat down. He pinched his eyebrows and sighed with some sigh in his tone: "So that's it, that's it..."

If you don't tell me, don't seduce my curiosity, okay... Sean secretly cursed.

"Huh..." The other party took another deep breath, as if that memory made him extremely emotional.

After sighing, little Grindelwald waved to him: "You go back first, I want to sort out everything..."

"Then...where is that memory?" Sean asked.

Little Grindelwald didn't show any displeasure. He just snapped his fingers lightly, and the clear voice sounded crisp and clear.

"Come to me at this time tomorrow. The plan... is good. You have convinced me."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief until then, and then he felt a little excited.

As long as little Grindelwald can cooperate, then there is a high probability that this time travel accident can be solved perfectly. Moreover, the only people who know about this matter are Dumbledore, Grindelwald and himself, so there is no need to worry about anyone being there.

Come to harass in the final stage.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sean raised his head and was about to say a few more words, when Little Grindelwald waved his hand again: "Go, I'll be alone for a while."

The other party said so, and Sean was too embarrassed to continue to stay here.

After saying hello, Sean left the Dumbledore family's old house.

However, when he left, he kept thinking about what the memory from the future Grindelwald said?

This is so curious.

The disturbances in the world have subsided, and peace seems to have returned to every corner. However, wizards have begun to discuss what these successive horrific visions mean.

Next to the big tree in Godric's Hollow, a panting Capone was holding Melanie's hand tightly and running down the mountain. He was worried that something bad would happen, so he didn't even bother to give the Christmas gift.

Milani, who understood the situation, ran away.

Just as the two of them were halfway through the run, Capone suddenly stopped.

That unspeakable feeling is gone!

He raised his head in surprise, then looked at himself, and at Milani who was being held by him.

Nothing has changed.

"Capone...what happened?" The blonde girl gasped, her hair a little messy standing on her forehead.

"Ah...ah...I, I..." Capone hesitated.

He couldn't say that he was a wizard and wanted to drag her away when he felt something was wrong... and now that the wrong situation had disappeared.

Capone hesitated for a while, then turned around and took out a box.

"Milannie, Merry Christmas."

Milani was startled for a moment, then her smile quickly widened.

"Thank you...ah..." She happily wanted to take the gift with both hands, but when she lowered her head, she became shy.

The two of them were still holding hands.

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The sudden and quickly ending changes cast a shadow over Hogwarts, which was celebrating Christmas. The students were already a little uninterested because they couldn't go home, and the unpleasant changes made them feel uneasy.

.

The castle, which should have been bustling with activity, was a little lifeless. Students gathered in small groups. They were not exchanging gifts, but discussing everything that had happened recently.

In this atmosphere, Sean slipped back into the castle.

In the drafty corridor, Sean found his friends. Hermione and Daisy were warming themselves around a glass jar with a blue flame floating inside.

The new trio of Harry, Ron and Neville were arguing fiercely over there.

There were other students gathering around them, but none of them had the cheerful atmosphere that Christmas should have on their faces.

There were only Fred and George, who were having a snowball fight with their friend Lee Jordan in the yard, and from time to time they would control snowballs to hit their friends on the corridor.

"Hey, how was Christmas morning? Do you like the gift?" Sean walked over secretly and said hello with a smile.
To be continued...