Chapter 59： Goodbye Grindelwald

After going through the transmission of the door key once, Sean, who was ready, didn't fall to the ground again. He stumbled a little. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still stood firm.

"Where is this..." Sean looked around strangely.

This is an elegant and unique room. There are various magical props with strange shapes in the room, and there are many strangely shaped specimens against the wall. Sean can only see that it is some kind of animal.

On the other side, a classical desk is placed in front of the railing, on which is a luxurious and elegant ceiling lamp, and behind the wooden railing is a huge latticed floor-to-ceiling window. From Sean's point of view, you can see the rolling hills outside. At this time, the top of the mountain has been covered with snow, and it can be clearly seen even in the dark night.

Sean suddenly had a bad feeling that there is no such place at Hogwarts...

He took out his wand and walked slowly to the railing.

Sean looked over and saw that he should be on the second floor of this office, while the first floor had sofas and coffee tables, which seemed to be used to entertain guests.

"Where exactly is this..." Sean turned his head, but saw a fiery red on the desk.

It was a magnificent, huge red tail feather.

A word immediately popped into Sean's mind: Phoenix.

Is the owner of this office related to Dumbledore?

Under the phoenix's tail feathers, a piece of parchment lay quietly on the table.

Sean probed over and saw several names.

"Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom..."

Before he finished reading it, a voice rang out that made him immediately tense up.

"Oh, Sean, it's been a long time."

Sean raised his head stiffly and saw the unruly but powerful old man.

I'm still too young... Sean lowered his head and gave a wry smile.

When he raised his head again, he had already put on a graceful smile.

"Hello, Mr. Grindelwald."

The look of admiration in Grindelwald's eyes flashed, and he walked over with a gentle smile.

"It's impeccable etiquette, Sean."

"You've won the prize, sir." Sean was bitter. He didn't understand why Grindelwald was so interested in him. Couldn't he have arranged for him to enter the vanishing cabinet by mistake last time?

Grindelwald walked over to him and sat down in the large armchair behind the desk.

"Look, I'm getting old, I forgot to entertain guests," Grindelwald didn't do anything, and a chair against the wall flew behind Sean, "Please take a seat, Sean."

Sean honestly put half of his **** on the chair.

Grindelwald raised Erlang's legs and put his hands on his knees. He raised his eyebrows: "Sean, remember in the future, you can't trust a note with Albus' name on it."

"Of course, even if you have seen Albus's handwriting, you can't help it. I imitated his handwriting very much." Grindelwald scratched his beard proudly.

Are you attacking a little wizard like this? Pretending to be Dumbledore, taking advantage of my carelessness... Sean slandered.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that he still lowered his eyebrows, Grindelwald said with a smile.

"Because you haven't explained your intention to bring me here." Sean sighed and said softly.

"Oh, look at my memory," Grindelwald patted his thigh annoyed, and then smiled again, "Sean, relax, or I'll show you around Nurmengard?"

"Oh, what an honor, but, sir, can I go back to Hogwarts first, I have to catch the train tomorrow morning..." Sean said slowly.

Grindelwald didn't show any displeased expression, he switched the position of his legs, and said with interest: "Sean, you are really a very interesting wizard. But don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards you. , just to chat with you."

Sean is naturally suspicious of this old man who is good at bewitching people, but since he said so, he probably won't have any bad thoughts about himself... right?

Sean hesitated for a while, then asked softly, "Mr. Grindelwald, I don't quite understand, why do you want to see me?"

Grindelwald spread his hands: "Oh, it's actually just a small accident. I saw that you had nowhere to go, so I thought, why don't I meet you?"

Sean showed a puzzled expression.

Seeing his puzzled appearance, Grindelwald explained, "The one who got you out of Hogwarts was Quirrell."

Sean nodded. Although he didn't see it, he could guess the identity of the other party.

"As you can see, Quirrell is mine, oh well, it was before." Grindelwald spread his hands.

"what do you mean?"

"That's right, Quirrell betrayed me and went to find his beloved baby, um, what's it called?" Grindelwald showed a puzzled expression.

"Oh, Voldemort," he nodded his forehead suddenly, and then winked at Sean, "what a tasteless name."

After hearing what the other party said Sean realized that Quirrell was a double agent?

No... Sean frowned.

Then why did Grindelwald give Quirrell that door key?

As if seeing his doubts, Grindelwald said, "Oh, I originally wanted Quirrell to help me steal the Philosopher's Stone and come back to study it, after all Albus and Nicole Lemay are reluctant to borrow it. Give it to me. It's two stingy old men, and I won't spoil them again."

His tone was relaxed, as if stealing the Philosopher's Stone was just a trivial matter.

Sean smiled dryly. Grindelwald really hasn't changed at all, and he doesn't care about rules at all.

"Oh, by the way," Grindelwald stood up as if remembering something, "In order to make our conversation go more smoothly, I'll show you two people."

"Sir, I don't quite understand?"

Grindelwald put his arms around Sean's shoulders, and after a while, Sean found himself in a dark dungeon.

Grindelwald didn't let go. He put his head close to Sean's ear and pointed to the corner with a pleasant tone: "Look, Sean, that's my gift to you."

Those were two middle-aged men locked by heavy chains. They seemed to have been tortured just now.

Sean looked carefully, then his eyes widened.

There is a mark on the wrists of the two men.

It was a skeleton, the body of the python protruded from its mouth like a tongue, and then wrapped around it.

It's the Dark Mark.

Sean looked at Grindelwald: "Sir, I don't quite understand..."

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