Sean took out a pen and paper, ready to present the situation in words to facilitate reasoning and association. Words are more intuitive and specific than recalling them in your head.

The actual experience of using the quill pen was not good, except in class, he preferred to use the pen - given by Hermione.

The handwriting smeared across the paper, and there were ink dots at the end, and Sean's hand holding the pen paused.

Grindelwald, Dumbledore.

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

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

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

"1. What forces are behind the **** team?

It is tentatively designated as some pure-blood families, the guy who Grindelwald said is not human or ghost (temporarily called the returner), the Ministry of Magic of various countries (doubtful), Dumbledore (doubtful)

2. What was the purpose of the escort's attempt to arrest Grindelwald?

Do justice (impossible); weaken Nurmengard and Grindelwald's influence in the wizarding world (probably part of the reason); Grindelwald's presence affects some grand scheme (higher possibility, but requires More information to testify and reason); I, Sean Wallup, are their target (unlikely, my presence at the scene is not an inevitable situation, Grindelwald's behavior is difficult to understand, if they 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 not clear for the time being (presumably 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."

"1. Voldemort's appearance was unexpected to me. Does he have a direct connection with the escort?"

Sean's pen tip hesitated for a while, and he closed his eyes and recalled it carefully before continuing to write: "It seems that Voldemort arrived at the scene at the end of the duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

"I have an impression of the person he parasitized, and there was nothing unusual about that person when he passed through my fire ring (after that, when he appeared, he couldn't break through the fire ring I cast again, so it can be judged that he did not break the instant magic spell blessed by the magic flame) , which shows that Voldemort hadn't parasitized him at that time."

"Combining with the previous information, it is more like Voldemort received relevant news and rushed to the scene, waiting for most of the people to leave before making the next move."

"Voldemort's goal was very clear. He wanted to deal with me without success, and then he just focused on killing Grindelwald."

Sean found some candy at random and threw a piece into his mouth, the sweetness spread in his mouth, and another conjecture appeared in his mind.

Without Grindelwald's "time bomb", the second fire in Paris, Dumbledore would not have left to stop the disaster, he should have handed Grindelwald over to the escort, in that case, parasitic on the **** members Voldemort in the body has a more concealed and safer hands-on environment.

In other words, Voldemort came to kill Grindelwald... Does this prove that Dumbledore has connections to the manipulator behind the whole thing, but he did not want to kill Grindelwald?

To be precise, the man behind the scenes may have made a deal with Dumbledore, and one of the contents of the deal was that Grindelwald would not be deprived of his life, and after Dumbledore shot, the other party mobilized Voldemort in some way. , their original intention was to kill Grindelwald.

The bright moonlight outside the window sprinkled on Sean's fingers, the tip of the pen swiped across the paper, and the sound of "rustling" 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 himself was parasitized. That big mouth can obviously be aimed at silence (temporarily called the mouth of silence), and it is absolute repression for no reason (the guilty silence is also absorbed The Mouth of Silence has also been enhanced in strength). Voldemort has always thought that I was a silent one, so this thing is likely to be directed at me, which may have taken into account my presence."

"But the guilt in me is something he didn't consider..." Sean frowned and continued to write, "It may have been considered, but the guilt was too terrible to be targeted. After what happened tonight, no matter what happened before. How, now, the people behind the scenes must have a certain degree of understanding of the guilt in me."

His brushstrokes returned to the lines above, and after 'Voldemort' he wrote: "Voldemort was in a state of near madness when he appeared, but according to known information, even if the Horcrux were destroyed, Voldemort would at least not be in Crazy on the surface (probably related to whoever is behind it)."

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

This guy was probably the most surviving wizard he knew.

Sean smacked his lips and wrote his conclusion about Voldemort.

"The reason for Voldemort's shot is probably some kind of promise from the people behind the scenes, and the madness of his soul may also come from this. It is not ruled out that he still has a soul fragment alive, so precautions need to be taken - at least hinder his subsequent resurrection."

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

Looking at the full sheet of parchment, Sean sighed again.

This was probably the most sighed day in his life.

The root cause of the matter is still behind the scenes, he still has too little information, and Sean is a little hesitant.

Dumbledore was hiding from himself, and for the first time he had this thought - is Dumbledore still trustworthy now?

After hesitating again and again, Sean decided to find a way to talk to Dumbledore once - if he didn't hide from himself.

He picked up the parchment, took one last look, and then rolled it into a ball and tossed it in the air.

After writing it, just sort out your thoughts for yourself, and this thing can be destroyed on the spot.

"Fire..." Sean habitually took out his wand from the wand pocket on the left side of the robe. He was accustomed to practicing his spellcasting speed at ordinary times, so when his hand reached the handle of the wand, he was already exerting a little force, letting the wand go. The tip makes a small left and right shaking during the casting action of the fire spell.

But Sean's spell didn't go on, and he was stunned.

His elm dragon heartstring, his thirteen-inch wand was gone, and the smooth, heavy hand he had known a million times in his hand became rough and light.

Sean's eyes twitched.

"Damn old man..."

He took out his wand, no, to be exact, a tattered branch.

Do not! This is a rotten tree branch!

Grindelwald's wand!

Where's my wand? ! What about my wand so thick, so long and so graceful? !

Shawn took a deep breath, shivering, so as not to faint from his anger.

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

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

Sean's eyes twitched violently. Gu Chang

When did this old guy unpack my wand? ! When I went to the Ministry of Magic before, I had the wand tested, and it didn't change? !

With a hard sigh of relief, he looked at his wand resentfully.

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

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

This wand deserves a unique name: "The Real Reason Grindelwald Stealed the Elder Wand"

Sean's teeth tickled with hatred, but Grindelwald had no idea where he was going, and it was impossible to get his elm wand back.

He was a little irritable. Ollivander said that it is not the wizard who chooses the wand, but the wand that chooses the wizard. His own wand is used well, and this sudden change will affect his performance, okay?

Sean glanced at the shape-shifting spell, and waved his wand at random.

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

The rotten bark had turned into his elm wand, and it had the same feel and weight as before, and more importantly, the wand was just like his own wand.

This is unreasonable... Sean opened his mouth slightly.

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

Sean had used it in front of Death Eaters, and it was quite obedient, but there were some small obstacles when casting spells.

The tip of the "lumosmaxima" radiated a dazzling light, illuminating the entire room as if it were daylight.

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

I can handle all wands perfectly? Why... Sean was stunned for a moment.

He became guilty tonight...

Could it be that, because of the presence of guilt, my magic might have changed in some way, and the wand surrendered?

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

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

Sean looked at the two wands in his hands, and his expression became weird... Why does he feel like he is stealing... No, he stole the heart of the wand...

He blinked, called out the system panel, and looked at the inventory.

Nothing else has changed, only the wand column has changed.

Wand (Purple): Grindelwald's random twigs, material unknown, no wand core.

Come on, there is no core of the stick... Sean routinely complained, and then he was surprised again. There is no core of the stick, and only relying on the body of the unknown material can have this kind of power. Grindelwald has a hand.

Raising the wand that changed its shape, Sean chanted the spell: "Burning Flames (

The paper ball on the ground was instantly enveloped in a flame, and it quickly turned to ashes.

And Sean quickly withdrew his magic.

Almost set my room on fire...

He was a little surprised. He input a little magic power according to his usual habit, but the scope and power of the flames have been greatly increased.

So you still earn it yourself?

Sean pouted, although this wand looks good, but he still likes his own... But there is no way to do it now, just use it first, and then come back after contacting Grindelwald.

He lay down on the bed tiredly, and then suddenly found that Grindelwald's hand-in-hand move disturbed his disturbed emotions, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Set a goal, develop strength, inquire about news, then be alert to the guards and the pure blood family, and finally organize the resurrection of Voldemort..." Sean muttered.

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

...

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

Not only that, the members of the **** who settled in Nurmengard with "maintaining order and investigating follow-up" also looked at him with various eyes.

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

This was what he expected, nothing to be surprised at. In other words, being the focal point is nothing compared to other things.

He took his seat naturally and greeted his classmates.

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 the group of people away, and said solemnly and in a low voice, "Stop making trouble for Sean!"

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

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

The rest nodded knowingly.

George put his arms around Sean's shoulders and pouted at the guards who were standing at the door.

"Not long after you disappeared last night, that group of people entered the castle. What is the 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~lightnovelpub.net~ Vita Rozier, who was appointed as the new principal, was still sitting in his vice-principal 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 if the investigation team was aggressive, there was no contradiction. Of course, I don't know the specific content."

Sean nodded, it seemed that all the professors in Nurmengard should have been instructed by Grindelwald, but he didn't know how it would develop in the future.

Just as he was talking, the sound of 'duo duo' stepping on the floor with hard-soled shoes approached, and a middle-aged wizard with cold eyes came over.

"Wallup, come with me."

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