Chapter 196: Going to find the troublesome Grindelwald
In the office, a thin layer of ice had formed on the two-story lattice floor-to-ceiling windows. The bonfire was clearly burning indoors, but the temperature was colder than an Austrian night in late November.
Grindelwald's wand trembled, as if it felt the anger of its master.
Dumbledore's expression was solemn and his lips pressed together tightly.
At first, although the two of them were anxious about Sean's disappearance, they were not too worried. Quite simply, Sean had the most terrifying devil hidden in his body. Once Sean died, he would be blamed for the crime called 'arrogance'
It will wreak havoc on the earth.
These days, the wizarding world is calm and no terrible disasters have occurred, which proves from another perspective that Sean's life is not in danger.
Dumbledore speculated that Sean might be trapped in a corner of the castle. For thousands of years, even wizards with the position of headmaster have not been able to fully understand the secrets of the castle.
Grindelwald was even very relaxed. He felt that Sean might have encountered some secret and was getting some kind of benefit from it.
But it was not enough to find anyone. After discussion, Grindelwald used his prophetic ability.
However, what the two of them did not expect was that a scene appeared in Grindelwald's prophetic ability, which was the scene just now of Sean lying on the ground with blood on his face.
Things have gone crazy...
Seeing that Dumbledore was silent, Grindelwald snorted coldly: "Albus, it seems that your principal is not competent enough. He doesn't even know that his own students have been kidnapped?"
He waved his hand, and another picture emerged.
It was a man wearing a hood, his face could not be seen clearly, his feet were bare, and he had a gloomy expression.
"Gellert," Dumbledore finally spoke. His eyes were solemn and his expression was complicated, "We are still not sure about the relationship between that person and Sean."
Grindelwald snorted heavily: "Albus, you and I have known each other for so long, and you can't even figure out the symbolic meaning of the prophecy?! Sean is in danger, and that person is the source of the danger! Humph, the most powerful person in the world at the time
Great wizard, Albus Dumbledore, use your brain to think!"
He walked to the scene that appeared in mid-air: "Typical medieval ascetic wizard dress, hum, I know, these old people are evil--"
Dumbledore didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at the ground and said slowly: "It's not sure yet whether Sean was kidnapped by them."
"Yes, then tell me, how did a wizard with the protection of phoenix feathers, a wizard with a group of terrifying magical creatures on his body, encounter such a predicament?" Grindelwald said sarcastically.
He raised his head and looked at the hooded man with cold eyes: "A bunch of dead idiots are still dreaming of their stupid dreams. Humph, they have laid out a plan for thousands of years. What a big deal -"
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and said in a sinister and cold tone: "I would like to see what else you can do if I cut off all your hands and feet..."
Dumbledore frowned: "Gellert, don't be impulsive."
"Impulsive?" Grindelwald chuckled, "I just went to chat with their descendants. Let me think about it-"
He showed an expression of sudden realization: "If I tell them that their ancient ancestors who died thousands of years ago are now getting up in another way, what will their expressions be like?"
"I also have to tell them that some of you descendants have inherited the will of the ancient one and have been acting secretly. In order to save my heir - Albus, you don't like this word? Well, then, for the sake of world peace,
To prevent Arrogance from awakening, I must find the troublemaker who is acting secretly——"
"Unfortunately, as a bad old man who is half-stepping into the grave, I, Gellert Grindelwald, am already old. I am too old to have the energy or mind to engage in any reasoning. There is no other way. I can only give you all
Everyone was arrested and tortured with the Imperius Curse and Cruciatus Curse."
"Albus, what do you think of this rhetoric? Is it kind and generous?" Grindelwald smiled happily, but the anger in his eyes kept burning.
Dumbledore looked at the other party seriously: "Gellert, you are too impulsive. The people behind the scenes are not necessarily among those people, and once you take action, you will be the enemy of the entire wizarding world - you want to
Understand one thing, right now, the upper echelons of wizards around the world are still actually controlled by them."
Grindelwald smiled contemptuously: "Control? Albus, times have changed a long time ago. Those guys who call themselves nobility, besides the magic and Galleons left behind, what else do they have? They are just a bunch of wallflowers - if
I once again stood up and shouted that I wanted to rule the Muggles. As long as I showed my strength, they were still willing to help me; if I leaned over and was willing to be the principal of the school, those guys would come to the parent-teacher meeting with pride - how boring...
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After the word 'ruling the Muggles' popped up, Dumbledore's expression became more serious: "Gellert, put away your thoughts."
Grindelwald smiled nonchalantly: "Albus, we were all so obsessed with power, don't you understand? Power is something that is not restricted until you reach the top."
Dumbledore's eyes filled with anger: "Gellert..."
Grindelwald chuckled, and finally raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Forget it, since I have promised you, I will still keep my promise - but the question now is, what should Sean do?"
Dumbledore said nothing.
"Look, there is nothing you can do. The great Albus Dumbledore is not omnipotent..." Grindelwald waved his hand, and those illusory scenes returned to the crystal ball like mist, and his wand
floated into his hand, "And the cruel, unruly Gellert Grindelwald always had some unflattering but useful ideas."
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Dumbledore was the only one left in the office. He looked at the crystal ball, a look of confusion flashed in his lake-blue eyes.
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In Greece, a figure suddenly appeared next to the fountain in the square of a small village.
That's Grindelwald.
He walked around in circles and came to a townhouse. After casually waving his wand a few times, he sneered.
A narrow wall in the middle of the townhouse began to shake. Gradually, the houses on both sides began to move outward, but the sleeping owner of the house did not notice it at all.
A new house appeared in the middle. Grindelwald walked up the stairs casually. He waved his wand and easily opened the door.
He felt as relaxed and comfortable as returning to his own home.
The decorations in the room were all in typical ancient Greek style. After walking through a spacious corridor, Grindelwald came to a bedroom.
There was an explosion, and a skinny little creature appeared in front of him. He had big protruding eyes, huge ears like bat wings, and was only wrapped in a worn pillowcase.
It stretched out a long finger and muttered a few words to Grindelwald menacingly.
That's modern Greek with some ancient Greek words mixed in.
Grindelwald shook his head: "Your master didn't even teach you English?"
The house elf didn't see any movement from Grindelwald, and felt his body turn into a stone.
He fell to the ground stiffly and watched helplessly as the man who suddenly broke in walked into his master's bedroom.
Soon, he heard a frightening sound in the bedroom.
He wanted to rescue his master, but the intruder's magic was so powerful that not even a house elf could break free.
In the bedroom, a middle-aged man with a beard opened his eyes in surprise and horror.
He spoke English with a stiff Greek accent and shouted in disbelief: "Mr. Grindelwald?!"
Grindelwald smiled: "Vlahos, it seems you still remember me."
Vlahos swallowed hard and said tremblingly: "Mr. Grindelwald, I don't know what you want from me. My father passed away more than ten years ago."
"Of course I know that old Vlahos was once a good subordinate. He was shrewd and brave, so when he proposed to quit the Saints, I generously agreed to him - oh, I was not able to attend his funeral.
I'm a little sorry, but we have more important things to do now."
"Please, please speak," Vlahos stammered.
His father once worked for Grindelwald. After Grindelwald founded Nurmengard, the elder Vlahos believed that their leader had betrayed his original beliefs, so he chose to quit.
Vlajos still remembered that his father cursed Grindelwald when he was drunk, thinking that he was a coward, an unprincipled renegade.
Of course, this could only be said behind his back. Vlahos had met Grindelwald when he was a child, and he would never dare to forget his terrible magic.
The thunderclouds that covered the sky became a nightmare in Vlahos's heart - he watched helplessly as three people were chopped into ashes by the lightning that emerged from the thunderclouds.
Why is Grindelwald coming to me now... It was discovered that his father spoke ill of him during his lifetime?! Do I have to bear the anger for this?!
Vlajos was trembling slightly, which made him look even older than Grindelwald.
Grindelwald didn't care about the other party's attitude. He sat on the living chair in the bedroom as if he were familiar with it, and then crossed his legs.
"Vlahos, I need you to do me a favor."
"Please tell me."
"Vlahos... I know who your ancestor is..." Grindelwald smiled, waved his hand, the flames lit up, and a name appeared in the air.
Mopsus.
Vlahos's pupils shrank violently, how did Grindelwald know?!
Mopsus, a famous prophet and wizard in ancient Greece. After thousands of years have passed, the Vlahos family is the purest descendant of Mopsus.
Except for a few families who are also inherited from powerful wizards in ancient Greece and themselves, no one knows their true identities.
Grindelwald smiled, he easily changed his sitting position, and said softly: "Vlahos, my request is very simple, take me to meet those people - those who have the same inheritance as your family.
An ancient family of ancient wizards. Ha, you are all hiding in such a good place. Fortunately, I know you."
Vlahos swallowed hard. There was an agreement among these families that they could not reveal each other's true identities or reveal their hidden addresses.
This kind of agreement is witnessed by a magic spell. Although it is not as powerful as those ancient magic spells, if it is violated, he will also suffer considerable punishment.
Vlahos lowered his head, rolled his eyes a few times, and finally decided to answer honestly.
"Mr. Grindelwald, you should understand that our ancient families are bound by magic spells. I can't tell others about other families, let alone their addresses..."
He unconsciously took on the meaning of pleading.
Grindelwald held his chin and thought for a while, then said softly: "That's true. I had thought about this before coming here. This is indeed a big burden for you..."
Vlahos wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "It would be great if you can understand..."
"That's not what I meant, Vlahos," Grindelwald interrupted with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes made people shudder. "I am asking you to take me there - at the cost of your life."
Vlahos's face suddenly turned pale.
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Hogwarts, basement level.
At the entrance and exit of the stone room, Sean, who had been leaning against the wall, stood up straight. To be honest, it was a bit difficult to find an excuse to hide this experience...
Professor Dumbledore is a spirit. Even with Occlumency, Sean suspects that the other party can find out that he is lying even without Legilimency...
Hiss...it's a bit difficult...
Sean, who had a toothache, looked at the entrance and exit. At this time, there should be no one in the lounge. There is a high probability that he would not be discovered if he went out... But how to make an excuse?
Otherwise, just say that he passed out and didn't know anything, and then appeared in the castle?
Isn't this a lame excuse...
With no good solution, Sean decided to treat the dead horse as a living doctor. If he was discovered, he would tell everything...
He hissed at the wall, and after a burst of white light, the stone door opened again.
Sean poked his head out and saw that it was already midnight, and the Slytherin common room was indeed empty.
He walked out quietly and quickly slipped out of the Slytherin lounge.
Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped onto the stone floor of the castle again, and then he walked towards the professor's office.