Sean took out a pen and paper, ready to present the situation in words to facilitate reasoning and association. Text is more intuitive and specific than recalling it in your mind.

The experience of using the quill is actually not good, except in class, he prefers to use a fountain pen—a gift from Hermione.

As the handwriting slid across the paper, ink dots smudged at the end, and Sean's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.

Grindelwald, Dumbledore.

Looking at the two names on the paper, Sean shook his head silently, and continued writing.

Although exhausted, Sean's thinking became clearer as the information was recorded intuitively.

The source of the whole thing came from the United Wizards Guard, and Sean clicked three points to go down.

"First, what forces are behind the guards?

It is tentatively determined to be part of the pure-blood family, the guy who is neither human nor ghost in the mouth of Grindelwald (temporarily called the returner), the Ministry of Magic of various countries (doubtful), Dumbledore (doubtful)

2. What is the purpose of the guards trying to arrest Grindelwald?

Justice (impossible); weakening Nurmengard and Grindelwald's influence in the wizarding world (probably in part); More information to testify and reason); I, Sean Wallop, was their target (not likely, my presence on the scene is not inevitable, Grindelwald's behavior is difficult to fathom, if you want to target me , not in such an unstable way.)

Three, Dumbledore's shot

Dumbledore is indeed one of the driving forces in this incident, and the motive is temporarily unclear (it is speculated that it is related to Ariana, and Ariana's condition may be related to the returnee)”

Sean rubbed his eyes and added another line: After the matter was over, it felt like Dumbledore was avoiding me.

After listing these, Sean drew a line, and then wrote a name below.

"Voldemort."

"One, Voldemort's appearance was unexpected to me. Does he have a direct connection with the Guard?"

Sean's pen tip hesitated for a while. He closed his eyes and thought about it carefully before continuing to write: "Voldemort seems to have arrived at the scene at the end of the duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

"I have the impression of the person he parasitized. There was no abnormality when that person passed through my circle of fire (afterwards, when he appeared, he could not break through the circle of fire I cast again, so it can be judged that he did not break the instant magic spell of the protection of the magic flame) , which means that Voldemort hadn't parasitized on him at that time."

"Combined with the previous information, it is more likely that Voldemort has received the relevant news and rushed to the scene. He waited for most of the people to leave before making the next move."

"Voldemort's goal is very clear. He wanted to get rid of me but failed, and then he just focused on killing Grindelwald."

Sean randomly found some candy and threw a piece into his mouth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and another guess appeared in his mind.

If there is no Grindelwald's "time bomb", that is, the second fire in Paris, Dumbledore will not leave to prevent the disaster, he should have given Grindelwald to the guards, in that case, parasitizing the guards Voldemort in the body has a more concealed and safer hands-on environment.

In other words, Voldemort came here to kill Grindelwald... Does this prove that Dumbledore has connections with the man behind the whole thing, but he didn't want to kill Grindelwald?

To be precise, the black hand behind the scenes may have made some kind of deal with Dumbledore. One of the items in the deal is that Grindelwald will not be deprived of his life. After Dumbledore made a move, the other party mobilized Voldemort in some way. , Their original intention was to kill Grindelwald.

The bright moonlight outside the window shines on Sean's fingers, and the tip of the pen scratches across the paper. The "rustling" sound is mixed with Sean's steady breathing, giving people a strange sense of tranquility.

"Silently." Sean wrote the second word.

"To be precise, Voldemort parasitized others, and he was also parasitized. That big mouth can obviously target Moran (temporarily called the mouth of silence), and it is absolutely suppressed for no reason (Moran, who is guilty of guilt, is also absorbed Yes, the Mouth of Silence has also been enhanced in power). Voldemort has always thought that I am a silent person, so there is a high probability that this thing is aimed at me, which may be due to the fact that I am present."

"But the guilt in my body is something he didn't consider..." Sean frowned and thought, and continued to write, "It may have been considered, but the guilt is too terrible to be targeted. And after what happened tonight, no matter what the previous situation is , Now, the people behind the scenes must have a certain degree of understanding of the guilt in my body."

He returned to the above few lines, and then wrote after 'Voldemort': "Voldemort's mental state was close to madness when he appeared, but according to known information, even if the Horcruxes are destroyed, Voldemort will at least not be in the world. Crazy on the surface (may have something to do with who's behind it)."

"Is Voldemort really dead—" Sean hesitated, and finally wrote a big question mark on the back.

The fellow was probably the most survivable wizard he had ever known.

Sean smacked his lips and wrote his conclusion about Voldemort.

"The reason for Voldemort's action is likely to be some kind of promise from the people behind the scenes, and the madness of his soul may also come from this. It cannot be ruled out that he still has a piece of soul living, so precautions need to be taken—at least give His subsequent resurrection hinders."

The last trace of sweetness in his mouth slowly disappeared, Sean reached out to take another piece, but finally stopped.

Looking at the parchment full, Sean sighed again.

This was probably the day he sighed the most in his life.

The root of the matter was still the mastermind behind the scenes, he still had too little information, and Sean was a little hesitant.

Dumbledore was avoiding himself, and for the first time it occurred to him - could Dumbledore be trusted now?

After much hesitation, Sean still decided to find a way to talk to Dumbledore—if he didn't hide from him.

He picked up the parchment and took one last look before balling it up into the air.

Just clear your mind after writing, and destroy this thing on the spot.

"Fire..." Sean habitually took out his wand from the left wand pocket inside the robe. He was used to practicing his casting speed in normal times, so when he reached the handle of the wand, he was already exerting a slight force to let the tip of the wand Make a small shake from left to right in the casting action of the flame spell.

But Xiao En didn't continue to chant the spell, and he froze for a moment.

His elm dragon heartstring, thirteen-inch wand was gone, and the smooth, heavy feel he had held in his hand a thousand times had become rough and light.

Sean's eyes twitched.

"Damn old man..."

He took out his wand, no, to be precise, he took out a broken branch.

No! This is a rotten tree branch!

Grindelwald's wand!

Where is my wand? ! What about my thick, long, elegant wand? !

Sean took a deep breath trembling, lest he faint from the rage.

The rotten tree branch trembled along with Sean's hand, and a line of faint golden characters emerged out of thin air.

"A surprise, Sean! Nice change, isn't it? With the wand Transfiguration spell..."

Sean's eyes twitched violently. Valley length

When did the old guy drop my wand? ! I tested the wand when I went to the Ministry of Magic before, didn't it change? !

With difficulty, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his wand resentfully.

That's right, it's Grindelwald's root, and Sean found out that he was wrong before.

This rough appearance, this light feel, this natural texture, this is not a rotten tree branch - this is just a rotten bark!

This wand should have a unique title: "The Real Reason Grindelwald Steals the Elder Wand"

Sean hated his teeth itching, but Grindelwald had long since disappeared, and it was impossible to get his elm wand back.

He was a little annoyed. Ollivander said that it is not the wizard who chooses the wand, but the wand chooses the wizard. I have used my wand well, but changing it suddenly will affect my performance?

Sean glanced at the transfiguration spell, and he flicked his wand casually.

Something unexpected happened, he could feel his magic power flowing into the wand, the expected obstruction and obscurity did not appear, the magic power flowed into the wand extremely smoothly and exerted its effect.

The rotten bark had become his elm wand, which had the same feel and weight as before, and more importantly, this wand was as commanding as his own.

It doesn't make sense... Sean opened his mouth slightly.

Thinking of this, he took out another wand from the ring, which was Voldemort's yew wand.

Sean used it in front of Death Eaters before, and it was quite obedient, but there were indeed some small obstacles when casting the spell.

The tip of the "ultimate fluorescent flash (lumosmaxima rod emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

Also unobstructed, like my own wand... Sean's pupils constricted.

Do I have perfect control of all wands? Why... Sean froze for a moment.

He turned guilty tonight...

Could it be that, because of the presence of guilt, there may have been some change in my magic, the wand surrendered?

And Grindelwald said, "Nice change, isn't it?"

Which means this change is a good thing for me...

Sean looked at the two wands in his hand, his expression became weird...why did he have a feeling of stealing... no, stole the heart of the wand...

He blinked, brought up the system panel, and looked at the inventory.

Nothing else has changed except for the wand column.

Wand (purple): The broken branches that Grindelwald tore off casually, the material is unknown, and the core is absent.

Damn, there is no core... Sean routinely complained, and then he was surprised again, there is no core, only relying on the body of an unknown material can have such power, Grindelwald has a hand.

Raising the wand that changed its shape, Sean uttered the incantation: "Fire blazing (

The paper ball on the ground was instantly enveloped by a ball of flames, and it quickly turned to ashes.

Sean quickly withdrew his magic power.

Almost set my room on fire...

He was a little surprised. He inputted a little magic power according to his usual habits, but the range and power of the flames had increased considerably.

So you still earned it yourself?

Sean curled his lips. Although this wand looks good, he still likes his own... But there is nothing to do now, let's use it first, and come back after contacting Grindelwald.

He lay down on the bed tiredly, and then suddenly found that Grindelwald's skillful handling of flowers and plants disrupted his troubled emotions, and his whole body was much more relaxed.

"Set a goal, develop your strength, find out the news, then be vigilant against the guards and pure-blood families, and finally organize Voldemort's resurrection..." Sean muttered.

Immediately afterwards, sleepiness struck, and Sean fell into a deep sleep.

…

When Sean stepped into the Nurmengard Auditorium the next day, he completely became the focus of attention. Not only the students of the two schools, but also the faculty and staff headed by Vita Rozier also focused their attention on him. .

Not only that, but the members of the guards stationed in Nurmengard with the purpose of "maintaining order and investigating follow-up" also looked at him with various eyes.

There was no tension or worry on Sean's face, and there was even a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

This was in his expectation, so there was nothing surprising. In other words, becoming a focal point is nothing compared to other things.

He sat down naturally and greeted the classmates around him.

The Weasley twins and Harry and his party had been waiting for him for a long time, and they all came over mysteriously to ask about last night's affairs.

Hermione pushed a group of people away, and said in a serious and soft voice, "Stop making trouble for Sean!"

Fred blinked quickly: "I understand, I understand, there are so many people."

Hermione had already anticipated what happened this morning. She and Sean had already discussed it, and she whispered, "I'll tell you when the club gathers."

The rest nodded knowingly.

George put his arm around Sean's shoulders, and pouted at the guards standing at the door.

"Shortly after you disappeared last night~lightnovelpub.net~that group of people entered the castle. It's called a special event maintenance team. I heard that they started investigating Professor Nurmengard in the middle of the night."

Sean glanced at the teacher's desk. Vita Rozier, who had been appointed as the new principal, was still sitting in his vice-principal's seat, and was sternly scanning the students in the auditorium.

"No conflict?" he asked.

"No," George shook his head. "I heard that they cooperated very well. Even though the investigation team was aggressive, there were no conflicts. Of course, I don't know the details."

Sean nodded. It seems that the professors in Nurmengard should all have been instructed by Grindelwald, but they don't know how they will develop in the future.

While talking, the sound of hard-soled shoes stepping on the floor approached, and a middle-aged wizard with cold eyes came over.

"Wallup, come with me."

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