When Sean saw those huge orange eyes, it was too late for him to react.

He heard Dave's wild and violent neighing, the sound of a huge creature breaking through the water, and the sound of his wand falling to the ground.

However, those voices became weaker and weaker, and Xiao En's vision suddenly became blurred. He only felt that his body was light and light, as if someone had hooked his hair with a hook, and pulled him with strange strength. He lifted it up slowly.

"Two basilisks? Slytherin, I'm..."

The last thought flashed through his mind, and Sean's consciousness sank into darkness.

In the stone room, Dave's angry and sharp neighing echoed for a long time.

…

At night, in Hogwarts Castle, in the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, two old men were sitting on armchairs, talking face to face.

"Albus, I've reminded you many times," Grindelwald said with a serious face, and he twisted his short beard slowly, "Whether the prophecy comes true depends on us and the child." Our efforts, but no matter what, you have to think about one thing first - some nasty things have awakened."

Opposite him, Dumbledore looked a little tired, he propped up his right hand and massaged his temple vigorously.

"I understand, Gellert, but that's not something we can stop. A gap has been revealed between the trance and reality..."

Grindelwald cut him off roughly: "Albus, I mean, you're too gentle with those awakened old immortals!"

He took out a crystal bottle from his arms, then uncorked the bottle and poured the transparent liquid inside into Dumbledore's other hand. The left hand looked normal, but after touching the transparent liquid, the skin on it suddenly became shriveled and stiff, as if it had been air-dried.

Dumbledore didn't stop the opponent's movement. After the liquid fell, his tired expression showed a bit of relaxation, and then he sighed.

"Thanks for the potion, Gellert, it makes me feel better."

Grindelwald snorted coldly, then resealed the remaining half of the crystal bottle, and placed it heavily on the desk.

"What a great Mr. Dumbledore. In order to liberate a decayed soul, he is willing to use his body to bear down even the ancient curse." He sneered eccentrically, "Do you think you can already compete with Merlin?"

Dumbledore was not displeased in any way, and even smiled: "Gellert, when we were young, one of the most common words you said was 'Oh, Merlin's beard~ From now on, I want those children to change it. , for example, Grindelwald has a nice beard'."

"That's still my goal now," Grindelwald said bluntly.

"I think it would be nice to stay on the picture of the chocolate frog," Dumbledore spread his hands, and then changed the subject, "Come on, Gellert, we have to investigate again, the revival of the ancients has been too frequent recently Now, I'm terrified that Merlin will stand up one day—God, Palaser has been enough trouble."

"That's because you are unwilling to completely obliterate him, and you are trying to save an ancient soul that has long been covered in dust. They are no longer the great wizards they were in life!" Grindelwald said violently, "If one day you die from your own Mercy, don't expect me to mourn for you."

"That would be great, I don't like to make the scene too heavy - can you throw a few packs of cockroaches on my grave then?" Dumbledore blinked.

Grindelwald said angrily: "I will catch hundreds of live cockroaches and bury them with you."

"It's not bad - but this topic can be discussed later, we have to discuss the current situation. During this period of time, I found a pattern, that is, the ancients awakened from the illusion, they did not They are all wizards with powerful magic. However, the more powerful they are, the more rational they can maintain, maybe we can communicate with them."

Grindelwald sneered: "Isn't Palather strong enough? Where is his sanity? They should have slept in the long river of history long ago, and eradicating them from reality is the best ending."

"Gellert, you are too extreme."

"No, Albus, you have been too merciful all along—anything that threatens the continued existence of wizards should be wiped out."

"And Sean too?"

Grindelwald suddenly fell silent.

Dumbledore smiled heartily, stood up and turned his back to Grindelwald, and said relaxedly: "Gellert, everything has two sides..."

He talked about his thoughts endlessly, not noticing that Grindelwald's eyes became deep and sad.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the principal's office.

Grindelwald's body twisted and turned into another person.

"Albus! Oh, I didn't know you were visiting, but I have to inform you..." Professor McGonagall looked very anxious. She glanced around the office and glanced at Grindelwald's transformation. The man looked at Dumbledore questioningly.

Dumbledore nodded: "It's okay, this is my old friend, you can speak directly."

Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled, she had never seen this person, but since Dumbledore said so, he should be a trustworthy person.

"Sean is gone." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and said quickly.

Dumbledore's smile disappeared, and he looked at the other side suddenly: "Minerva?"

"Just now, Miss Granger, Sean's good friend, came over. She said that she hadn't seen Sean all day, and wanted to ask if he was studying in a professor's office. I'll go find every professor, and they didn't see Sean either."

Dumbledore's eyes became serious, he pondered for a while, and then said: "I see, Minerva... You go back first, I probably know where Sean has gone. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"You know?" Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God."

When Professor McGonagall left, Grindelwald returned to his original appearance. He casually leaned back on the chair, and said in a relaxed tone, "Sean, this kid is exactly like me—I think about it, he probably got curious and ran to The Chamber of Secrets, right? I guess it was detained by that old Slytherin, let's see, Albus, how much sanity can these resuscitated ancients have?"

"Watch your words when confronting one of the founders of Hogwarts, Gellert."

"Come on, don't you still have to rely on me to enter the secret room?" Grindelwald smiled.

Dumbledore glanced at him, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Note 1 Paratha: Alchemy genius. His full name is Phillips Orioles d'Ophrast Bombastus von Hohenheim, born in 1493. From the Chocolate Frog Card

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