Chapter 264： Grindelwald

The night was dark, and there was a sudden explosion from an unknown location, and two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly emerged from the air. The two appeared here just to let the shorter person take a breath, and after a short rest, they disappeared again in place.

After a few Apparitions like this, they finally reached their destination.

The dizzy Sean sat on the pitch-black ground with one butt. He shook his head vigorously, trying to suppress the tumultuous stomach.

Grindelwald didn't feel any discomfort, he smiled with his hands behind his back: "Sure enough, you still need to get used to it, Sean, I just left the magic seeds of my Apparition Spell, you go back and study it, it won't be long before you should You can Apparate yourself."

"Okay... um..." Sean nodded weakly and almost vomited.

"Long-distance Apparition is like this, you have to get used to it early." Grindelwald came over and patted Sean on the shoulder.

A warm current rose from his lower abdomen, and then spread to every corner of his body, and Sean felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden.

Only then did he have the strength to stand up and look around.

There is no unnecessary scenery, the eyes are full of dark ground and broken stone pillars, they are standing on the ground of a building complex, and its underground level has obviously been destroyed.

In front of Sean was the broken stone slab that had been lifted, and he could see the dark and cracked ground below along the crack, like a dark pit.

Occasionally you can see some vaguely preserved stone decorations, such as broken statues and broken iron railings.

Father Lachaise Cemetery... Sean suddenly remembered the name of this place.

This is the place where Grindelwald once gave his speech and the site of the Paris fire.

Sean looked sideways at Grindelwald, wondering what the other party meant by bringing him here.

Grindelwald waved to Sean, then jumped gently into the hole leading to the ground.

Sean took out his wand, chanted a floating spell, and floated in with him.

After entering the ground, he saw the real content inside. It was like a small Colosseum, with a circular slate square in the middle and surrounded by stands. If you go up the stairs on the stand, you can also see the dark entrance to the tomb.

Of course, this is the scene of the past, and now it has been completely destroyed, and it can only be seen through some wreckage.

The only strange thing is that only the circular slate square in the center still maintains its original appearance.

Grindelwald walked to the very center of the square, raised his branch wand like a conductor, and waved it lightly.

"Bang—" The sound of sparks erupted, and flames lit up again in the ruins where the torches had been put down, illuminating the dimly lit underground, and the light drilled out through the crack in the top of the head.

"They didn't even repair this place, tsk tsk, don't you know how to protect the buildings with historical significance?" Grindelwald sighed.

Sean's eyes twitched, old man, if I remember correctly... you burned it?

Grindelwald looked at Sean with a smile: "Do you know where this is?"

"The place you set fire to."

Sean and Grindelwald have become less and less big when they get along, but Grindelwald seems to like his attitude.

"Yes, Father Lachaise Cemetery," said Grindelwald, with a nostalgic smile on his face, "but I have to correct you, it's a small thing to set fire to. This is where I first opened my mind to the entire wizarding world. , and where many of my comrades in arms joined me—isn't it worth remembering?"

Sean glanced at the other party, and then asked hesitantly, "Teacher..."

"Shh," Grindelwald stopped what he was about to say, "I know what you want to ask me. My philosophy, my experience, or, did I actually kill a lot of people."

He paced the square with his hands behind his back, with an expression of enjoyment on his face: "No doubt, Sean, what you think in your mind, what your magical animal protection class teacher said is true."

Sean was silent for a moment, and he didn't know how to continue.

No matter what the Wizards United Guard's intentions are, even if they are sure that the other party has bad intentions, one thing that cannot be denied is that Grindelwald did commit various crimes decades ago.

In the following decades, he became the principal of teaching and educating people, and even gave himself a lot of help as a freshman who had just entered the magic world. However, this person's charisma could not be ignored.

Emotionally, Sean was on Grindelwald's side, but intellectually, he couldn't ignore the many crimes that his teacher had committed.

Grindelwald glanced at him sideways, showing a gentle smile: "Sean, do you know what your biggest weakness is?"

"what?"

"You are a living person, you clearly understand the weaknesses of human nature, you can even accept your own and other people's shortcomings in various aspects, whether you are selfish or hypocritical, you yourself clearly understand these, and also I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

Sean blinked, and he nodded sighingly: "Yes, sir, I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

"That's right, I don't think there's anything wrong with it, it's not your weakness, your weakness is—" Grindelwald walked in a little, and Sean could see the wanton smile on the other side's face, "Your sense of morality is too strong."

"I…"

"To be precise, your moral sense is too strong on a large level, and you don't use this sense of morality to restrain others, but to restrain yourself - if others treat you well, you will be good to others, and others will treat you badly , you are not good to others. However, you are unwilling to deprive others of their lives, you think that mistakes and punishment should be proportional, you don’t mind if the damned person dies, but you don’t think the damned person should be killed, you I don't want to kill each other."

Grindelwald talked eloquently: "Like the Carroll brothers and sisters, like the one you burned to ashes - um, what's the name, don't care... You think they deserve to die, whether their crimes were committed against you or not, you You can deprive the other party of life without any burden. But other people, such as Fabian Aiken, even if you know that the other party hates you terribly, before he really is out of line, you can at most punish the other party, and more Stop talking about people who don't pose a real threat to you but who think differently."

Sean shook his head: "What you said is inaccurate, I just have double standards. I treat others with my view of good and evil, and I also use my view of good and evil to restrain others. But in fact, when I do things, I am very Much of it was just my own inner opinion, rather than really seeing what those people did."

Grindelwald tapped Sean's head with his wand: "Hypocritical claims, boldly admitting one's own flaws, this is just another form of hypocrisy - after all, you won't change it."

Sean spread his hands: "Then I always have to pretend."

Grindelwald laughed: "People should live in this real world hypocritically, and that's what I like about you."

Sean sighed, he lowered his head and cleaned it up, then sat down on the clean stone pier: "So I'm very confused, I'm actually with you, but you did something bad ."

"Accurately, it's a bad thing in the eyes of the public," Grindelwald corrected. "Sean, you're a smart person, you should know that changing the world can't be done without blood and fire? If I succeed, then History will be written by me, and evil deeds will naturally be glorified, although I don't care."

"I know…"

"As long as you know," Grindelwald shrugged nonchalantly, "I'm simply stating my point."

"Okay, what do we do now?" Sean looked up at the crack above his head. "They should be there soon."

An inexplicable smile appeared on Grindelwald's face: "Sean, have you forgotten? I didn't invite you here to talk about life and values ​​with you. There is a performance waiting for the audience."

Sean sighed with a headache. He still didn't understand why the guards would attack Grindelwald.

Do they really not understand or are they acting stupid?

Headmaster of Nurmengard, this is not Grindelwald's honor, but his shackles. There was only a thin layer of glass between the flame and the sprout, which was propelled by the prophecy and then installed by Dumbledore and Grindelwald himself.

When this fragile barrier is gone, Grindelwald will be the unsuspecting Dark Lord again.

It is not surprising that he can do anything to Sean. At that time, I am afraid that before the guilt in his body breaks out, the wizarding world will fall into a real war.

And, by then, there's really no one to dissuade him - Sean? Dumbledore? It's all bullshit!

Shit... Sean's heart exploded with a foul language.

You open your eyes and see, is that Grindelwald a persuasion guy? !

At this moment, the sound of explosions began to sound frequently, and wizards wearing the uniforms of the Wizards' United Guard appeared at the Father Lachaise Cemetery one by one. They held their wands and surrounded them vigilantly.

On the ruins of the stand, the nervous wizards slowly approached the center. Like fans who were frenzied and blocked in the auditorium, they slowly advanced towards Grindelwald in the center of the stage step by step.

Sean, who was sitting on the edge, was pulled back by a hand before he could react. When he looked back, it was Sirius.

"Are you all right?"

"fine."

Grindelwald did not prevent Sirius from guarding Sean to retreat to the back. He looked at the surrounding wizards with ease and comfort, and then raised his wand at will.

Everyone took a step back.

"Look, look," Grindelwald chuckled, "don't be so nervous, my friends."

Marshall, the leader of the **** team, took a half step forward, and Newt with an inexplicable expression was beside her.

"Grindelwald, you are under arrest."

"Lady, do you understand what you're talking about?" Grindelwald answered quickly.

Marshall was more courageous than her teammates, and she didn't give in: "I understand very well, and I also understand that you haven't understood it yet."

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"It looks like you must have learned how to pronounce spells well when you were in school," Grindelwald smiled, "but, I have a question, let's make sure, lady, you've really thought about arresting me. ?"

"The crime you committed is worth it!"

"Tsk, is that so?" Grindelwald moved his wand and pointed at a middle-aged wizard at the back of the crowd.

The man, with neat short hair and a long beard, shook involuntarily when Grindelwald pointed at him, then drew his face a little into the hood.

"Rosa Onassis, how is your uncle?"

The man's pupils shook violently.

"I don't think the name Onassis is good enough," Grindelwald continued. "Perhaps the one from your ancestors would be better, right, Mopsos?"

Sean's pupils narrowed slightly, Mopsos, the famous ancient Greek prophet.

Grindelwald pointed to another person at the back of the crowd: "And you, can you people from the Karkas line still cooperate with Mopsos? Tsk, it's amazing that such a big hatred can be put down. ."

Karkas... Sean's brows knit together.

This is also the prophet of ancient Greece, who lost to Mopsos in a duel, and then committed suicide in shame.

Grindelwald, like the head teacher who was calling, pointed to the wizards who were hiding behind the crowd.

"That little girl, Cassandra Vablaski should be your great-grandmother? Ha, she and I are old acquaintances. UU Reading "

"You, Inmag is actually a branch of your family, right? Tsk, the people who branched out are brilliant, but you want to keep your names incognito?"

"you…"

"And you..."

He pointed out one name after another, but everyone he pointed to had eyes flashing.

Sean's pupils were like an earthquake - he knew most of the surnames mentioned by Grindelwald, all of them were famous wizards in ancient times!

Most of them are prophets! A wizard who can see the future!

Even if it is not a prophet, it is a very well-known great wizard in the past thousands of years!

He even heard Ambrosius' name, that's... that's Merlin's last name!

According to Grindelwald's words, the descendants of these ancient giants have all hidden their identities, and now, the other party has gathered here.

The scene of the siege of Grindelwald!

Sean's breathing was a little short, and he seemed to see a large net that had already been woven over it.

His thoughts diverged, and past experiences suddenly surfaced in front of him.

The stolen key that connects the illusion and reality, the Slytherin spoken by Gormley Gaunt, the ghostly horned water snake who has awakened...

What exactly does it mean here...

In the center of the slate square, Grindelwald pointed out a name, Marshall didn't have any expression fluctuations, she said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about the past of our team members, Grindelwald, your speech ends here. ."

"Really?" Grindelwald smiled.

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