Ravenclaw's diadem.

Even though he had never seen it before, Sean immediately recognized what the "messenger" sent.

The eyes are covered with golden yellow feathers, with a pair of huge wings, two pairs of small wings, and two lion-like eagle-like creatures behind the tail feathers are messengers.

Grindelwald had the Thunderbirds come with the Ravenclaw crown...

The Thunderbird in front of him was obviously not yet fully grown, with a Ravenclaw crown and a small piece of parchment hanging on its chest.

It just lay there in the disappearing cabinet, slightly crowded, and there seemed to be something under its crawling body.

The eyes of Sean and Thunderbird met, and the center of the golden iris was a dark oval vertical pupil.

He could clearly see the hesitation and panic in the other party's eyes-obviously, Grindelwald didn't have much patience when dealing with magical animals.

Sean sighed secretly, smiled and slowly stretched out his hand, while looking steadily at Thunderbird.

Some anxious Thunderbirds shook their heads on the spot, with tiny electric lights flickering back and forth on their feathers from their tails.

The Thunderbird is a magical animal so sensitive to supernatural energies that it can cause wind and thunder to rise when it **** its wings.

There was once a wizard who tried to study this rare and powerful creature, but after paying the price of being stunned a dozen times, that person only brought back one piece of news - Thunderbird really hurts.

However, Sean learned something from Newt's animal notes—because of his sensitivity to supernatural energies, it was easier for Thunderbird to discern a wizard's true intentions.

It is said that this kind of creature can judge good intentions or malice from the magic fluctuations of wizards, and it is difficult for you to tame a thunderbird like a witch bird.

But these are not a problem for Sean, whether it is the ridiculously high affinity for magical animals, his attitude towards magical animals, or the experience he has gained from getting along with his little guys.

He was born to run a zoo.

Sure enough, under Xiao En's gentle and reassuring eyes, the agitated Thunderbird slowly lowered its guard, and after hesitating for a while, it gently leaned its head over.

"Little guy, how did you get here?" Sean patted the thunderbird's shining golden beak, and the static electricity brought a tingling sensation.

The underage Thunderbird immediately rubbed against Sean like a defenceless little furry boy, and there was grievance in its slightly piercing chirping.

Sean's junior beast whisperer allowed him to understand Thunderbird's meaning fairly smoothly, but the content made him dumbfounded.

Grindelwald used Thunderbirds to mix potions into rainwater in Bhutan, and he, who doesn't like Fantastic Beasts, is clearly not Sean. Grindelwald directly found the largest magical animal smuggler in North America, and he didn't even pay for it-after a long conversation, the smuggler willingly sold his life for Grindelwald.

At that time, the smuggler happened to have a batch of Thunderbirds in his hands, and he simply packed them and sent them to Grindelwald.

In addition to the four adult Thunderbirds, this little Thunderbird and a batch of eggs were also sent there.

In fact, unbeknownst to Sean, that was almost one-tenth of the Thunderbird population in North America.

While comforting the crying Thunderbird who was almost like a child, he sighed in his heart.

Grindelwald was obviously a pragmatist. The little Thunderbird and Thunderbird eggs were useless to him, but he still brought them back together. Obviously, this was for Sean.

After comforting the Thunderbird for a while, this little guy has completely trusted Sean, not only stroking the beak, it is even willing to let Sean touch his gorgeous breast feathers which are regarded as treasures.

Sean tried to touch it, and was surprised to find that the feathers on the Thunderbird's chest were surprisingly soft. Not only did they not carry any static electricity, but they even gave people a strange sense of heartbreak, as if they were looking at the world. Everything has become extremely sensitive.

"Could this be a manifestation of Thunderbird's extreme sensitivity to supernatural energy?" Sean wondered.

However, he didn't try to pull out a few to study, the Thunderbird was obviously very fond of his breast feathers.

And Thunderbird, who had just established trust with Sean, keenly discovered Sean's thoughts. Like a child who is willing to share treasures with a good friend, he expressed distressedly and straightforwardly that when he grows up a little, I can give Sean a few.

Sean couldn't help but sigh, dealing with magical animals is really much better than wizards...

When the Thunderbird stood up, it also revealed what was under it. It was a bird's nest made of rock mixed with dark brown bark, and seven golden eggs the size of Hagrid's fist were placed inside. .

so much? ! Sean was a little surprised. He originally thought there were only two or three.

After asking the Thunderbird, I found out that there was only one egg inside that was its younger brother or sister, and the other eggs were brought together later, so it took care of these eggs equally.

Creatures like thunderbirds are not social animals, but they are very short-sighted and will try their best to protect their own kind. Because of this characteristic, when they see the same kind of birds or their eggs are caught by the wizard, they will attack the wizard and rescue them. similar.

Fantastic Beasts smugglers in North America rarely dare to catch Thunderbirds because of this trait. After all, a single Thunderbird is very difficult to deal with. But for a powerful wizarding faction, this is a good opportunity to capture multiple Thunderbirds.

They will ride around the entire area on broomsticks with the stolen Thunderbird eggs in their arms, in order to attract the Thunderbirds who are used to protecting their own kind. In the end, most of the Thunderbirds in the entire area will be captured and then killed. Separately smuggled to all corners of the world.

Under Thunderbird's watchful eyes, Sean gently picked up an egg. It was very heavy, and the eggshell carried a slight static electricity. When he got closer, he could smell the special smell of ionized air.

"You have to take care of them until they are born, right?" Sean looked at Thunderbird.

Although he was still an underage child, the Thunderbird still nodded firmly, with some expectation in his eyes.

Sean responded to its expectation: "Shall I help you take care of it?"

Thunderbird chirped happily.

"Then let's go to the ring first, well, the wasteland area is quite big, and there are cliffs where these bird eggs can be placed-oh, I will order you a huge weather umbrella, you should like the sun..."

Sean put the Thunderbird in the ring, and at the same time asked the other friends inside to be kind to the new friends.

Then he took down the parchment and the crown that Thunderbird had brought.

Finding a cushion and sitting cross-legged, Sean put the Ravenclaw diadem on his lap and opened the parchment.

Grindelwald's characteristic scribbles leap wildly off the page.

"Good and stupid Sean:"

"As you can see, I don't have the time to keep pets. They are the ones I hate the most. So, I leave it to you. You can cook eggs or boil them as you like, just remember to tell me the taste."

Sean pouted, the old man was still grinning like this.

"Well, the point is not the little guy, the Ravenclaw's crown is the point, and you've already guessed how I got it."

Sean knew at the first sight of the Ravenclaw crown that the person who took the crown before Stephanie was Grindelwald, and the person who tampered with Stephanie's memory and left her with memory hints was probably him .

It's no wonder that Stephanie had a strange expression that day, as if she knew who it was but didn't want to say it.

She should have figured it out by herself.

"Sean, this is the place where you are the most unlike me—you should be able to feel it, right? You can completely absorb the huge magic power from [Lust], there are only benefits and no disadvantages."

"That's right, I did it all by myself. The reason is very simple. As the host of guilt [Lust], she was absorbed by [Arrogance] into a force that can be manipulated. This is a more valuable thing."

After reading this, Sean's eyes flickered, and finally he rubbed his temples tiredly and helplessly.

This is Grindelwald. In his values, being absorbed is obviously more conducive to Sean's future development. It is more valuable than a smart and outstanding fifth grade student.

He has never been shy about such things, even if Stephanie didn't do anything heinous.

In other words, Sean believes that if Grindelwald can find a way to solve everything, even if he sacrifices his own life, Grindelwald will not hesitate.

"You refused the gift, and you were even more merciful than Albus—although I've always hated the word 'merciful'. Well, it's all your choice, I won't interfere, and by the way, you don't absorb If Stephanie is to say, then **** her—[Lust] is the most easily aroused power, and on the premise that [Arrogance], the head of the crime, has not awakened, other powers overflowing from the crime will be a powerful force that can be controlled."

"An unforgettable love can stimulate the power of [lust], and she can become your powerful help in the future."

Sean: "...the old man who is lying..."

"Finally, let's talk about the crown. I have been researching for a while. Wearing the Ravenclaw crown can stimulate the wizard's intelligence and creativity. In this state, whether it is learning, reasoning, or creating spells, you will find yourself My head is very clear, and a steady stream of inspiration keeps coming.”

"However, this thing cannot be used all the time. Ravenclaw's crown will bring a great mental load to the wearer. When using it, you must pay attention to the time of wearing it and your mental state."

"You can try to find out by yourself, but remember not to sink into it."

"Think about what I said yesterday, and be careful."

"Your teacher: Gellert Grindelwald."

You said a **** yesterday, didn’t you just mean that you wanted to fight Dumbledore for life and death, and to compete with each other... And you are going to start the Muggle War, and you want to stand on the opposite side with me...

Letting the parchment turn to ashes in his palm, Sean picked up Ravenclaw's diadem and looked it over carefully.

The shape is classic and elegant, and the construction is exquisite and full of details.

After hesitating for a while, Sean decided to try it himself.

Taking a deep breath, he placed the Ravenclaw diadem on his head.

The moment the crown tightened around Xiao En's scalp, a mysterious feeling surged up.

The biggest change is that Sean's spell proficiency has grown slightly!

He understood some details that he hadn't paid attention to when practicing those spells. The experience was quickly absorbed and transformed, and Sean can now use his own spells more easily and proficiently.

And this was just the beginning, Sean felt as if his head had been soaked in ice water that was not bone-piercing, all his thoughts became smoother, and every thought became clear and imaginative.

This feeling miraculously almost made Sean want to indulge in it, but before he could enjoy the exhilarating thought, another feeling came to him immediately.

He felt as if he had been hit hard head-on, and his head was greeted with a huge blank like a sudden blood loss, and a huge amount of information was stuffed into his mind at once.

That's not other information from the outside world, it's all in Sean's own brain.

Those details and fragments buried in the subconscious, those matters that he didn't really care about, those knowledges that he had learned but hadn't fully understood yet...

All in all, it's like all the files on the computer's hard drive have been placed on the desktop, and every smallest detail has been squeezed into the same place.

And Sean's thoughts were too fast after a sting, and he immediately understood that this was the powerful effect and side effect of the Ravenclaw crown.

The expanded mind and increasingly sensitive consciousness made Sean integrate all the information immediately, and he directly chose the memory about Dumbledore in his mind.

This comes from something Grindelwald once said to him: "Think about what Albus said to you."

On the parchment just now, Grindelwald emphasized it again in a cryptic way.

Grindelwald was telling himself that Dumbledore had hidden some news that he wanted to tell himself but had no way to say it clearly in the conversation with him.

Sean's brain was running fast, and his face was as red as if he had been smoked by hot and humid steam.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... As time passed by, Sean's face became more and more red, and there was even a deep red nosebleed flowing down.

But Sean still hasn't taken off the crown. He always feels that he can still see more useful information, and those neglected details may be linked together...

Another minute passed, Sean was sweating profusely, and his body began to tremble.

Just when his ears were bloodshot, he opened his eyes suddenly, and quickly took off Ravenclaw's crown.

"Huh...huh..." Sean half-kneeled on the ground, panting violently.

The mental load of a Ravenclaw diadem is frighteningly high!

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ he also found the answer he wanted.

Sean raised his head, his bloodshot eyes shone slightly, he calmly took a spoonful of the potion that could calm mental riots, then closed his eyes and sat on the spot to rest.

When he opened his eyes again, the pressure brought by that mental load finally disappeared.

"Think carefully about what Albus said to you..." The corners of Sean's mouth finally rose a little.

Not long ago, Sean thought that Dumbledore and Grindelwald's breakup words were Dumbledore's reminder to himself!

"I wish I could go back to that summer..." The white-haired old man stood in the shadow in front of Xiao En with sadness and emotion.

That was his tip to himself!

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