Chapter 254 Mastery!

Exactly five hours later, at twelve o'clock that night, Sean left Grindelwald's office with his eyelids drooping.

Grindelwald followed, and then stopped behind the door. He smiled and looked at Sean, whose eyes were dull, and his tone was relaxed and pleasant: "Let me think about it, judging from your performance today, this kind of study is about It only needs to last a week - of course, provided you can maintain such progress.”

The corner of Sean's mouth twitched.

Before coming here, he had also thought about what kind of teaching methods Grindelwald might use, but it turned out that he was still too naive...

Even with the most humble and cautious description, no one would deny Sean's talent and learning ability, and with the mutual encouragement from Hermione, Sean's subjective initiative is also outstanding enough.

He also considers himself a studious person.

But Sean only understood it after half an hour - the high-pressure learning environment of Nurmengard is completely a weakened and improved version of Grindelwald's own teaching method...

With uninterrupted motivation, he will input a large amount of information to you every minute and every second. Then, he will set goals for each time period based on your performance.

"Sean, give you one minute to describe all the physical characteristics of this person in detail."

"Sean, I'll give you three minutes. How does the transformation technique I showed you just now work with magic power?"

"Sean, I'll give you ten minutes to memorize the casting posture of this spell without any deviation."

And so on, he will constantly set goals for Sean - if Sean does well, then he will increase the difficulty of learning and further compress the learning time.

If Sean fails to live up to his demands, Grindelwald's original curse will fall on Sean.

It is a kind of magic that explodes the scalp but does not make people very painful. You will only feel that your originally groggy head suddenly wakes up, and that kind of pain that is not completely painful but very uncomfortable spreads all over the body.

Then, Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, who is "merciful", "friendly" and "gentle" (these words were all forced by Grindelwald on Sean), will cast another healing spell to remove the negative effects of the curse just now. The effect is completely erased.

Yes, completely different from Dumbledore. Every action Grindelwald makes and every word he says is to squeeze Sean's learning potential.

Learning is physically and mentally painful and stressful, but the effect is obvious - in just five hours, Sean has already begun to master it.

According to Grindelwald, Sean needs to learn how to quickly construct human figures, because it is impossible for you to copy the transformed object for a long time before each transformation.

Exhausted, Sean nodded with dull eyes: "I'll try my best, sir."

Grindelwald showed an unsatisfied expression, and he waved the branch wand casually, and Sean's familiar curse fell on him again.

"Hiss——" Sean took a breath and suddenly became energetic.

Grindelwald put his hands behind his back and raised his head with some disdain: "Try your best? That's your job. Dear Mr. Wallop, haven't you understood the five hours today? In my place ——You need to risk your life.”

Without being able to see the light of the curse or even feel the movement of magic, Sean still doesn't know how to resist Grindelwald's curse. He can only nod helplessly: "Yes, sir, I will try my best."

Sean is not being perfunctory. He will never let go of such a precious learning opportunity. He will do his best to absorb nutrients from the most talented wizard in the world opposite him - of course, there is nothing wrong with relaxing after studying.

Grindelwald continued: "Sean, you are at the age of passion and ignorance. Why don't you act more enthusiastic and excited?"

"But, the study is over, sir..."

"You have to let your teacher see your enthusiasm. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Why do you, a great wizard who is over a hundred years old, find a sense of identity from a second-year student like me... Sean secretly complained, but in the end he still raised his fist feebly.

"I will try my best! I will work hard! I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"Very good, very energetic." Grindelwald nodded with satisfaction, then slammed the office door.

"Go back to sleep. By the way, tomorrow will be the same time and place, and the punishment will be doubled - have a sweet dream, good night, kid."

Grindelwald's indifferent voice came from behind the wooden door, and Sean froze in place in the empty corridor.

Add...double? !

This old man is poisonous!

Sean staggered toward the lounge, then gritted his teeth.

See if I don’t teach you all your unique skills!

…

A week later, on the tallest tower in Nurmengard, the entrance door to the terrace was open, and an old man and a young man were standing outside.

The nights in Austria are still cold, but tonight there is no wind and the stars are shining brightly.

Grindelwald waved his hand gently, and suddenly, a strong wind blew.

"Let me think about it," he said, "oh, what is the name of that idiot professor in your school?"

Sean couldn't open his eyes in the strong wind. He didn't answer the question but raised his wand. After a low spell, his body became blurry and unreal, and then he twisted quickly. stand up.

Sean's height suddenly increased, his hair began to grow longer and curly, and his hair color turned light blonde. The originally low-key and elegant Ravenclaw uniform turned into a gorgeous forget-me-not colored robe.

A moment later, a living Gilderoy Lockhart stood in the wind.

The strong wind gradually dissipated, and Lockhart showed a perfect classic smile to Grindelwald.

"Mr. Grindelwald, please allow me to give you some reliable opinions on the tutorial on Nurmengard. Haha, it comes from several of my books. If you like it, I can give you a set, a complete set of signed limited editions. ——Ah, by the way, sir, I wonder if you are interested in my full line of hair products?”

Grindelwald crossed his arms and circled around him, and then said slowly: "There is no problem with the appearance details, but, Sean, your idiot professor doesn't dare to talk to me like that."

'Lockhart' shrugged his shoulders and showed a boyish expression: "But Professor Lockhart has this kind of virtue in front of others, including Professor Dumbledore."

"I said why he looks so annoying, okay, let's talk about our feelings." Grindelwald waved his hand.

Lockhart twisted for a while and returned to Sean's appearance.

"It feels good, there's nothing difficult about it," he said after thinking.

Tonight is the assessment night given to him by Grindelwald. Being able to transform smoothly in various environments is the goal that Sean needs to complete. Just now, no matter it is rainy or windy, whether it is the scorching sun or subzero, even if it is extremely Even in the noisy situation, Sean's transformation was not hindered.

Grindelwald nodded thoughtfully, and then said slowly: "First of all, it's the speed. You can't mobilize your magic power fast enough, and a lot of time is wasted by a few meaningless magic operations; secondly, the eyes, I have to say, In addition to imitating Riddle's perverted look, your eyes are like Sean's, so you can't hide those Aurors with vicious eyes; finally, your understanding of the objects you transform is much worse, such as the idiot professor you just turned into , he is used to making various gestures when speaking, you remember this, but you have never shown the orchid finger on his right hand at the end of the gesture, and he is used to raising his head and raising his voice when speaking. Your voice just now was too low. ”

Grindelwald kept pointing out Shaun's shortcomings while hitting him on the head with his twig wand.

Sean completely ignored the stick above his head and memorized everything the other party said.

"...Do you remember these points?"

"Yes, sir." Sean nodded seriously, and then asked doubtfully, "What else, sir?"

In previous studies, whenever it came to the summary, Grindelwald could always find dozens of loopholes, most of which were important details that Sean himself was not aware of. Today's summary was a bit short.

Grindelwald stood in front of him, staring at Sean expressionlessly.

The other party's appearance made Sean nervous, and the night breeze seemed to be gradually coming.

In this increasingly solidified space, Grindelwald spoke slowly, his voice emotionless, indifferent and cold.

"Shaun Wallop, you know what you just did?"

The terrifying power that he had seen once before gradually emanated from the old man. Looking at the increasingly cold Grindelwald in front of him, Sean swallowed involuntarily.

Grindelwald slowly took a step forward and brought his face closer bit by bit: "Because Albus's attainments in transfiguration are far greater than mine, so I spent all my energy starting from human body transformation to create a human body. My Transfiguration, and you, Sean Wallop—"

He paused.

"What do you think you did this week?"

Sean was stunned, and he suddenly saw a smile suddenly appear on Grindelwald's face.

In an instant, the terrifying power dissipated, and Grindelwald laughed and stretched out his hands: "Very good! You did a very good job! My child!"

Is it interesting? This old man... Sean breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, and then for some reason, he couldn't help but laugh too.

"Hahaha--"

Two different tones of joyful laughter reached the mountains of Austria.

Grindelwald suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched it, and Sean's laughter was suddenly blocked in his mouth.

It was only after Grindelwald smiled and patted Sean on the shoulder with satisfaction that the curse was lifted.

He ignored Sean's resentful eyes and said happily: "I prefer to enjoy this kind of pleasant moment alone. Don't look at me with this look. You have gained a new transformation technique, and I have gained happiness, alone." Same, this is only fair."

Sean rolled his eyes: "Isn't there two joys in sharing it?"

"I'm so selfish that I can't share anything."

The old man and the young man looked at each other, then raised the corners of their mouths wantonly.

Grindelwald took the lead and walked indoors. He put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Look, at least I am better than Albus again."

Better than Dumbledore? Sean looked at the other party curiously: "Why do you say that, sir?"

"This is not easy. Think about it, if you want to master Albus's level of transfiguration, it will take at least five years to start, and you have to rely on Albus's careful teaching. But look at it, under the genius Glinde Under Wo's guidance, a profound, difficult, and unfamiliar transformation technique was completed in just one week!"

He adjusted his collar proudly: "In terms of teaching, I am indeed better than him."

It's childish for two people who are almost 300 years old together to argue over this... Sean sneered.

Grindelwald, who was in a good mood, returned to the office. He leaned back on the chair casually: "There is only so much I can teach you. From now on, it will be a matter of proficiency and magic power. Well, I haven't asked you yet." How long can it last?”

Sean did not sit on the chair. He leaned on the desk and thought for a while and said: "According to my feeling, there is no problem if it lasts for a whole day. The transformation spell will be consumed except when casting the spell. It is necessary to maintain the spell." There is not much magic power, and although your transformation spell consumes a lot of energy, it is still within the endurance range."

Grindelwald nodded: "It's barely enough. Well, I'll come to you in half a year and double the maintenance time. I'll solve all the problems I mentioned just now - if you fail to do so, you will bear the consequences."

Sean shrugged: "It's a deal."

Grindelwald did not hide the appreciation in his eyes. He clapped his hands with satisfaction, then stood up and walked to the shelf on the other side.

After rummaging around for a while, he handed over a thick book and a key.

"It contains some spells that are not taught in schools. I have no intention of teaching you these gadgets. Just take them back and learn to play."

Sean licked his lips and took it excitedly. The 'gadget' in Grindelwald's mouth was not a simple thing. It was such a thick book. I read some before graduation...

He looked at the brass key hanging on the key chain again. It was only the size of a thumb, and it had a faint luster on it.

Sean asked doubtfully: "Sir, what is this?"

"A small toy I borrowed from an alchemist before. This key has a lock-opening spell solidified on it. It can open most door locks, and can also break many counter-curses and alarm spells. It is quite useful in some situations. Yes, I’ll give it to you to play with.”

"How can this be so embarrassing..." Sean quickly put the things away.

Grindelwald sat back casually and said easily: "What I give to you is what I give to you... Oh, by the way, after you go back to Hogwarts, the disappearing cabinet will be for you to use. Come to me when you have time, or find Those members of yours are fine - Golden Dawn, your taste in naming is average."

Sean scratched his head in embarrassment, he was indeed a bad namer, there was no way he could refute this.

The two ended the practice after a casual chat, and when Sean was having breakfast the next day, his attention had shifted from the newly mastered magic to reporting.

"The Wizards United Guard is established!" 》

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