Chapter 361： precursor to the storm

The spikes popping out from the back of the badge are not the point. The point is the blue with metallic luster on it. If you get close, you can smell some pungent smells.

Sean pinched the badge and looked at Grindelwald: "Potion?"

Grindelwald did not explain directly, but looked behind.

On the small platform in the middle of the stairs, the group of officials from the Ministry of Magic, pure-blood family members, etc. are talking.

The other party found Grindelwald's sight, no matter what their inner thoughts were, they all showed a sincere smile and waved to the new chairman.

"Sean, you've already found it." Grindelwald smiled in return, but his tone had a sense of amused ease.

"Probably guessed..." Sean muttered.

Grindelwald's real plan.

He may... not at all ready to want to ascend to the throne peacefully...

Grindelwald gave him a satisfied look: "Not stupid."

Sean twitched the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it before... When I found out that the rain was not right, I only realized that it was wrong."

Grindelwald stretched out his hand, took a few drops of rainwater that had become smaller, and said in a relaxed and comfortable tone: "Many times, you don't need to go around so many circles."

He led Sean to the foot of the mountain, and occasionally greeted the enthusiastic crowd around him.

Grindelwald had a decent smile, but there was a coldness in his voice.

"Actually, I thought that in today's social system, it may be a good choice to take the throne peacefully. Just like now, I have the support of the vast majority of people."

"If you don't support it, then flip the table, right?" Sean glanced at his mouth.

Grindelwald laughed cheerfully.

"As it should be - I am much stronger than them, and the strong always have more privileges."

He walked to the broken teleportation bridge leading to the town and said with a smile: "Imagine, apart from the election ceremony of the new president of the International Federation of Wizards, where else can gather so many people who are either powerful or powerful at the same time? What about a wizard with blood?"

This is Grindelwald... Sean has rolled his eyes a lot in his heart.

When Dave reminds Sean that the rain is not right, Sean immediately thinks of Grindelwald's real goal.

It is very likely that the trip to the unicorn, himself and Jacob, this is just a plan that Grindelwald thought of at will.

His target hidden behind his demagogic speech was the presence of the mainstays of the wizarding world, whether they were high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic, members of a pure-blood family, or those excellent wizards and witches who came from ordinary wizards.

There are even a few other candidates to add.

There are also guards, Aurors, etc. guarding here...

Sean glanced at Grindelwald, who had a calm face. Beneath that unwavering face hides unparalleled confidence and the madness that he dared to fight against the world.

If his speech is unsuccessful, he will definitely grab all the opponents present, and then step on them to stand where he wants.

"If the speech doesn't work out, you're ready to go straight to it, right?" Sean said softly.

Grindelwald smiled indifferently: "Of course, although I've always been a conceited person, but time has worn away my edges and corners, and I've started to leave behind one after another like Albus--ha , use more planning with rougher methods, and use simpler thinking to move towards more useful goals.”

The so-called grinding away the edges and corners is to prepare to wipe out all the people here... Sean's eyes twitched.

He reached out to catch a drop of rain and asked, "What's in it?"

"The eggshell powder of the fire turtle is mixed with some sap of the Morakor tree." Grindelwald's tone was relaxed and pleasant.

"No wonder I'm also affected..." Sean grumbled.

The mixing of these two magic materials can make people feel like a lake, and the inner emotions are more easily ignited.

Grindelwald continued: "Of course, all my words come from the bottom of my heart. You see, my follow-up plan didn't even work. Wizards, I have endured it for a long time."

"If the speech doesn't work so well, you're ready for a second rain?" Sean said.

"Yeah, just mix in some flower dew from the tombstone ghost plant picked by the full moon - although this thing is very rare, I happened to cultivate some." Grindelwald raised his brows.

Yes, the mixed liquid of the first two magical materials will make people's minds and emotions impulsive, and if they add the flower dew of the Tombstone Ghost Flower again, this is a poison that can make people weak and stunned.

This kind of potion, which is barely considered a poison, is very simple to prepare, but due to the scarcity of raw materials and the low cost performance, this potion has long been abandoned.

Sean also read it in Snape's notes before he knew something.

He raised the badge to the tip of his nose and sniffed, and the pungent smell refreshed him: "Mind-stimulating potion?"

"It looks like you've learned potions well." Grindelwald raised his brows. "To be honest, I didn't expect it to be so easy today, and I didn't need to do it."

Grindelwald continued: "The guards thought my men were preventing Newt from reaching the scene, but I didn't care at all - my saints had already figured out the guard position and the specific number of guards during the chase. ."

He looked at Sean, Sean shrugged and continued: "If the speech doesn't work - you'll have a second rain to make everyone lose their ability to resist, and the saints will use the psychoactive potion to recover. ,Then--"

"Catch everyone present, yes, half of the mainstay of the wizarding world will become my prisoners, including several ministers and their secretaries." Grindelwald concluded.

This old man is really... ready to turn over the entire wizarding world... Sean sighed.

As long as there is an accident in the speech just now, Grindelwald will directly turn his face.

The first face-turning king...

Sean sighed silently, then looked up at the sky and asked curiously, "What's there?"

Grindelwald was proud this time: "Sean, you know, failure is not terrible, and standing up from failure is not something to be proud of. Learning from failure is what we really need."

"I have to admit that I still hate Fantastic Beasts, but I never refuse this simple way of helping. What's more, your Professor Scamander has demonstrated it for me twice, and I must be worthy of him."

Sean squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, faintly seeing black shadows circling in the dark clouds.

"Thunderbirds?" he asked.

"Correct answer, Nurmengard plus one hundred." Grindelwald snapped his fingers, "Four Thunderbirds, two for the first rain, two for the second rain -- if you don't like it, you don't like it. , but I have to admit, it works well."

I'm so convinced of your scheming evil Dark Lord... Sean rolled his eyes in a very ungentle way when he realized he didn't even know what to say.

The two walked casually in the small town in Bhutan, chatting easily about Grindelwald's shocking plan that he had planned to catch all at once.

The streets are full of fanatical wizards who are chasing the guards, and as long as they see Grindelwald, they will burst into enthusiastic cheers and applause, and by the way, they will step on the faces of the guards under their feet.

Grindelwald greeted everyone politely and earnestly, smiling lightly.

"Seriously, I don't want to do this kind of violence either. Look at this peaceful and lighthearted picture, they've really recognized me."

The world where only the **** is wounded has been achieved...

Sean followed Grindelwald through the small town of Bhutan, and in the end, the two stood on an uninhabited cliff.

Grindelwald put his hands behind his back and squinted slightly towards the misty distance.

"I heard that this place in Bhutan, if you listen carefully, the past will whisper to you."

Sean pricked up his ears and listened. In the village and town were the sounds of the guards escaping, the sound of the magic spell exploding, and the fanatical shouting of the believers.

Grindelwald laughed happily: "But isn't the past always covered by the future?"

Sean looked at him, hesitated for a while, and finally asked in a low voice, "Then what exactly did you and Professor Dumbledore plan..."

Grindelwald's body froze for a moment, obviously when he mentioned Dumbledore himself just now, his expression was the same.

"How can I plan? I just need to do my thing well, and he, do his thing well." Grindelwald's voice was like a cloud in front of a cliff, close in front of him and far away in the sky.

Just as Sean was about to ask a little more, Grindelwald continued to speak.

"There will always be encounters, and then, one has to die, right?"

Grindelwald's words made Sean fall into an ice cave and his eyes widened.

"Teacher? Are you kidding..." He said with a forced smile.

Grindelwald turned his head, and there was frost and coldness in his eyes that Sean couldn't understand at all.

He smiled again suddenly, returning to his old languid, proud, happy expression.

"Ha, of course it's a joke."

Sean fell silent.

Are you kidding...

The two were silent for a while, and Grindelwald took the lead and said, "Why, don't you ask me about the next plan?"

"What plan?" Although his heart was dull, Sean asked honestly.

Grindelwald suddenly laughed happily, and he laughed so hard that he was...very happy.

"Of course it's the idiots who started the group, trying to restrain the entire wizarding race-" He raised his head, stretched out his hands, and closed his eyes intoxicatedly, "Kill them first."

The voice with pleasure and enjoyment was mixed with terrifying killing intent. This was the first time Sean felt such terrible killing intent from Grindelwald.

Even, this killing intent gave him a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of Grindelwald's huge source of magic.

Yes, the killing intent triggered the magic, and the magic belt turned the air—the gravel and the wet soil were floating and shaking, and the drizzle of light rain directly avoided this space.

Only Sean, who was beside Grindelwald, froze.

Is this a source of magic power a wizard can possess? ! I have never even felt such a huge and terrifying source of magic power from Silently!

Sean was stunned to find that he didn't seem to have really realized how powerful wizards like Grindelwald and Dumbledore were!

And this killing intent is completely different from the past... Sean immediately thought of what Marshall showed to Grindelwald.

It was that thing that made Grindelwald stiff in place.

Grindelwald's killing intent only lasted for a while, and the air and rain returned to calm, just like Grindelwald's unwavering face.

That stuff irritates Grindelwald...and it must have something to do with Dumbledore!

Sean suddenly thought of something, the blood alliance he hadn't seen since the first grade.

Is it possible...

Sean frowned, it didn't make sense.

The battle between Grindelwald and Dumbledore was obviously a big show, Grindelwald told him himself.

On the edge of the cliff, Grindelwald glanced at Sean casually, with a relaxed tone and even a hint of laziness: "Sean, if Albus and I were really against each other, which side would you be on?"

Doesn't this mean that it is blatantly stated? ! The depression in Sean's heart was even worse, and he didn't even open his mouth.

Grindelwald didn't seem to care, and he continued: "You know what I'm going to do after tackling the worms in our world?"

Sean stayed where he was, he looked at each other in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "You promised me..."

"I just promised you that you won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. This promise is still valid, but—" Grindelwald showed a sinister smile, "It seems normal that the terrifying Dark Lord doesn't keep his promise?"

He walked slowly towards the town without looking back.

"Sean, as your teacher, as my favorite disciple, I allow you to rebel against me if you don't agree with my ideas, if you can - if you can't, then wizards will rule Muggles ."

Grindelwald left, leaving only Sean, who was silent on the edge of the cliff.

After a moment, he spit invisibly towards the cliff.

"Bah, I shouldn't come to this ghost place!"

...

It was late at night when Sean returned to Hogwarts, and he even missed the afternoon lessons, but the professors didn't reprimand him too seriously.

One is that there is no potions class in the afternoon, the other is that Sean's grades are good enough, and the third is that the biggest news in the wizarding world is too shocking.

Gellert Grindelwald delivered a speech called the "Wizards' Awakening Manifesto" at the election site, and with this speech, he was successfully elected as the president of the International Federation of Wizards.

Cyril Marshall, the former head of the United Wizards Guard, failed to assassinate Grindelwald on the spot, and the Guard's wolf ambitions were exposed to the world.

The first decree after Grindelwald took office was to disband the Guard and interrogate all Guard leaders at the same time!

The whereabouts of Allison, the current head of the **** team, was unknown that day, and the arrest warrant has been issued to the world.

Correspondingly, the Multinational Ministry of Magic raised new questions about the legitimate position of the new chairman, saying that it would not follow the command of the new chairman for the time being when the situation was unclear.

The wizarding world was in chaos overnight.

And Sean, who was in a bad mood, received a belated birthday present from Grindelwald.

The Messenger brought a jeweled, gleaming crown with a motto engraved on the hem of the crown.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."