I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 390

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Looking at the back of Sean who had already turned away, Capone had some hesitation in his eyes.

He looked down at the Christmas gift he had planned to give Melanie.

The rough and simple box has been given a new look, and the packaging looks elegant and refined.

This is magic, the magic I dreamed of... that was the first thought that popped into Capone's mind.

He was even a little annoyed, why didn't he seriously watch Mr. Wallop's movements when he cast his magic?

However, this idea was quickly suppressed by the things that had been stuffed in his mind.

Capone glanced at the gift in his hand hesitantly, suddenly wondering whether he should give it away or not.

In fact, he himself is not sure about his thoughts, or in other words, he has too many thoughts.

Of course he knew Melanie was fine...

The two grew up together. She would not laugh at herself because she was wearing inappropriate old clothes, she would not look down on herself because she kept swallowing her anger, and she would not bully herself with David and those bad boys.

She is good to herself...

Because of his experience from childhood to adulthood, Capone matured earlier than other children, and because of this, he knew himself clearly.

He is inferior.

The appearance of Mr. Wallop broke all this. Capone began to yearn for that mysterious and unknown world, began to look forward to a better life and a better self, and also began to... began to look forward to Melanie.

But as he learned more about that world, Capone began to hesitate again.

He learns that his father was a Squib, born into the wizarding world but unable to become a wizard.

Capone will never forget, when Mr. Wallop talked with his father, his father's happy and excited appearance, as well as his envy.

Father is envious of himself...

He couldn't forget that his father drank a lot that night and told him a lot about the wizarding world.

Father mentioned a lot of differences between the wizarding world and the normal world, yeah, the difference between a Squib and a wizard is that big, but what about Muggles and wizards?

Capone didn't know what he was hesitating about, but he knew he was worried.

If, if Melanie knew that she was a wizard, a different species from her... would she still treat herself with the same attitude now?

Will she look at herself with frightened eyes?

When Capone thought of that scene, he felt that he couldn't accept it.

However, Mr. Wallop, the person who brought great changes to his life and even brought hope, he is encouraging himself...but he also gave himself a choice.

Capone sighed and looked out over Ms. Bathilda's yard.

Mr. Wallop bowed slightly, talking to Ms. Bathilda who had just opened the door.

Looking from this side, Capone could see Mr. Wallop's gentle and courteous smile.

If only he could become a person like Mr. Wallop, he would not have such troubles, would he?

"Oh, oh, Sean, thank you for the Christmas present," said old Bathilda tremblingly.

"Please don't be too polite, ma'am, I like your gift very much too." Sean said with a smile.

"As long as you like it. Gellert's upstairs..."

Sean nodded, and after helping old Bathilda back to the living room, he walked lightly up to the second floor.

"Dongdongdong." He knocked on the door.

Little Grindelwald didn't speak, but the door opened a gap by itself.

Sean pushed the door open and walked in: "Good afternoon, sir, Merry Christmas."

Little Grindelwald was sitting on the only chair in the room, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, and was pouring it into his mouth without any image.

Sean looked around, waved his wand, and an empty wine bottle from the room floated up and twisted into a chair.

Little Grindelwald raised his eyelids, and then let out a sneer: "You smell like a corpse—you went to see him? Ha, what did you discuss?"

Sean sat on a chair and sniffed his robe. He came over in a hurry. He didn't change into a new robe, but just dried it with magic. He didn't expect Grindelwald to smell the so-called ghost. He still smelled it. It's quite normal...

"Yes, I went to look for him," Sean gave up looking for the smell of the so-called ghost, admitted openly, and then changed the subject, "However, instead of discussing it, I got a solution, I am to inform him."

Little Grindelwald's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was happy and mocking: "The way—it seems that you really did your best."

Sean shrugged: "This is my only goal recently. Whether it's for you, or for me and other people in this world, this problem needs to be resolved."

"He is really a kind and kind person," Little Grindelwald licked his lips, "Come on, tell me what you think of."

"Consistency..." Sean eloquently explained how to make the two Grindelwalds "into one".

After he finished speaking, little Grindelwald touched his stubble, looking thoughtful.

It was a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "It's a very smart idea. If you do what you say, then there is a high probability that it will succeed—oh, the world's crisis has been lifted like this~"

Little Grindelwald's smile gradually became presumptuous, and Sean looked at him without speaking.

"Why don't you talk, my child, I have approved your idea, and the success rate is very high." Grindelwald smiled happily.

Sean spread his hands: "Approval does not mean acceptance. Obviously, sir, you are not prepared to cooperate with him."

Little Grindelwald was even happier: "You are really smart, although there is a huge loophole in that plan-I don't want to cooperate with you, you are very accurate."

Sure enough... Sean curled his lips.

Little Grindelwald seemed very happy to see Sean's expression, he said leisurely: "Sean, you underestimate the power of time too much. Yes, you are right, I am Grindelwald, he Grindelwald too, we're essentially one."

"It's just," his eyes suddenly turned cold, "I have been imprisoned for nearly a hundred years, but I haven't seen a better world, and I haven't seen my ideals that have been realized—I am very dissatisfied because I am Grindelwald."

Sean sighed silently, almost as he had imagined.

Grindelwald is such a piss...

Little Grindelwald was still talking: "It can be seen that you really want to convince me that the wine I like, all kinds of developments in the wizarding world over the past century, the so-called prosperity that makes people look happy. With that kid named Capone, it's kind of interesting how little you think—"

"It's just that I don't need a healed obscurant, I need a world where obscurity will never be born again, Sean, answer me, if I become one with him, can it be done?"

Little Grindelwald raised the wine bottle to him: "It can't be done, right? Oh, respect the world."

Sean looked at each other with emotion in his heart.

Little Grindelwald was not even twenty years old when he was imprisoned. Although he is all Grindelwald, he is obviously more idealistic-and that is why idealists will be more angry after their dreams are shattered.

Let's just rely on the evidence.

Sean stood up: "Sir, I know it is almost impossible to convince you."

"Just know, let's go, Merry Christmas." Little Grindelwald waved his hand, as if seeing off the guests directly.

Sean didn't move, but took out a bottle: "So I choose to let you convince yourself."

The moment Sean took out the memory bottle, little Grindelwald's eyes changed.

His eyes became sharp and dangerous, mixed with deep anger.

"Sir, this is his memory—well, from 1996," Sean said truthfully.

Little Grindelwald snorted coldly, and the chill gradually dissipated.

"I dare not say that I can understand your feelings, after all, I have never experienced it... But I think you should take a look at this memory, maybe you can get an answer, or, you think he can't convince you, If you just maintain the status quo, there is no loss for you, right?"

Sean said quickly while observing the other party's expression.

No one knows Grindelwald better than Grindelwald, and he feels that the other party will not refuse.

This person likes to chase the truth, and doesn't like his own destiny to be controlled—no matter what attitude he has towards his future self, he will not reject this memory.

The chill lasted for a while in the room, and Grindelwald put aside the wine bottle in his hand and stood up.

"I'll give you a chance, but if this thing doesn't convince me, then don't come looking for me in the future—let's welcome a brand new world in 1996."

After saying this, he disappeared directly in place.

"Huh..." Although Sean felt that he was quite sure, he had to admit that he was still a little worried. If little Grindelwald didn't cooperate at all...

He turned into black smoke and got out of the window, and quickly came to the dilapidated old house of the Dumbledore family.

Pushing away Dumbledore's former bedroom, sure enough, little Grindelwald was already waiting inside.

Looking at the other party with indifferent eyes, Sean didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the Pensieve he had prepared.

He handed the memory bottle to the other party, and consciously exited the room.

In the room, little Grindelwald raised the memory bottle without extra thinking or hesitation.

Uncorked the bottle, put in the memory, and buried his head.

Outside the room, Sean leaned against the moldy and peeling wall of the corridor, kicked the wall with his heels, and listened intently to the movement in that room.

No sound... Sean licked his lips.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and even Sean, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, became a little anxious at this time.

What kind of memory does the future Grindelwald leave behind, and how does that memory convince little Grindelwald...

Just as Sean was thinking, he suddenly felt goosebumps popping out all over his body, and he shivered.

An indescribable but absolutely unforgettable wave passed through Xiao En's heart.

This is... a precursor to the awakening of the will of the world!

Sean walked quickly to the window and looked up at the sky.

The originally clear sky suddenly turned dark, and a heavy rain seemed to be brewing.

Here it comes... Sean's eyes froze.

This is the effect that both Dumbledore and the future Grindelwald will mention!

The scene this time is not as good as the one when old Grindelwald first realized the truth, but it is far more than the one when Dumbledore checked the hundred-year memory!

Sean's breathing became involuntarily rapid.

The old house of the Dumbledore family was enchanted. Although it is not as good as the concealment ability of the invisibility cloak, it can still be covered up to a certain extent, but the will of the world still fluctuates to such a degree!

Both Dumbledore and Grindelwald said that the impact this time would not be small, but within a controllable range.

But looking at the current posture, Sean couldn't help beating a drum in his heart.

Although Dumbledore and Grindelwald are wise and powerful, they are not wizard gods after all...

Moreover, Xiao En discovered that the so-called controllable... This controllable comparison is the worst situation, that is, the will of the world will directly awaken and modify the process of the world.

"Huh... I hope there will be no unsolvable things..." Xiao En whispered to himself.

At this time, all over the world, wizards, magical animals with magical powers, and Muggles with a keen sixth sense all looked to the sky.

"Here it is again... the previous situation..." A wizard muttered to himself in horror.

"What's wrong with the world..." A wizard anxiously discussed with his companions.

The magical animals began to return to their nests collectively, and the animals living in groups shivered slightly and huddled together.

Inside the castle, the professor and students who were arranging Christmas decorations looked up together, and then looked at their companions in horror. Hermione grabbed Daisy's hand, worry in their eyes.

In the lonely temple floating in the sky, many floating figures in black robes raised their heads together.

"It's started again..."

"I have a feeling that this has nothing to do with Grindelwald..."

In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore, who was in deep thought, looked out the window, his eyes lit up, and he whispered to himself, "Sean, you found it..."

On the gloomy island in the middle of the lake, a corner of the air was lifted, and one eye was exposed. Grindelwald hooked the corner of his mouth: "It's time to start preparing..."

On the side of Godric's Hollow, Capone looked at the big tree not far away, and took a deep breath.

He pulled back the ribbon Sean had magically conjured for him.

The exquisite packaging box twisted for a while, and changed back to its original rough and simple appearance.

But Capone just gripped the box tightly and smiled a little.

The exquisite packaging did not disappear in the twisting, but swelled and expanded, and finally turned into a thick book.

"Hogwarts: A School History~www.mtlnovel.com~ Capone opened it in surprise, and there was a card on the title page.

"Merry Christmas, Capone, and may we always be good - your friend, Sean Wallup."

"Mr. Wallop..." Capone squeezed his eyes hard.

He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes.

After a sunny smile, he walked resolutely towards the big tree in the distance.

Just as he took a step, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

That feeling came again... Is time going to disappear again...

Capone's eyes widened. He had indeed prayed for time to disappear...but not now!

Chapter end