Chapter 260 Are You Willing to Sacrifice?

Grindelwald clasped his hands behind his waist as always. He was used to crossing his hands when clasping his hands, and then gently rubbing the knuckles of his left hand with his right thumb. This was probably a habitual action when thinking.

He rubbed his knuckles and said in a relaxed tone: "In my opinion, if the final goal can be achieved, it is completely acceptable to sacrifice some people."

Sean touched the tip of his nose with some embarrassment. He was never willing to participate in this kind of topic - the sacrifice in Grindelwald's words was not mixed with any moisture, and the sacrifice object also included himself.

If a magic spell were to appear now, the effect would be to fulfill the wish of the caster, but the price would be the caster's own life. Grindelwald will do everything possible to study the principle of this curse, and then use his prophetic ability to try to transform it - if the curse cannot be transformed, he will stand up in front of everyone and cast the curse with a laugh.

Grindelwald is such a person.

Grindelwald didn't pay attention to Sean's silence. He continued: "But since I chose another path and another method at that time, I will continue to do it. Sean, you are lucky, at least you don't have to die now. .”

Sean smiled bitterly and sighed: "Then I have to thank you for not killing me?"

"Of course not. One of my strengths is that I am very face-friendly in most situations." Grindelwald smiled.

In other words, if necessary, you can be completely shameless, right... Sean cursed.

The old man on the side turned his head, with a happy smile on his face: "Sean, do you still remember what you said about the prophecy when we first met?"

Sean nodded, and then asked with a little doubt: "You said at the beginning that you had not decided whether to believe this prophecy, but after that, with all due respect, sir - you have been fighting against the destruction in the prophecy. Act in this world.”

"Keep calling me teacher, or I'll put a curse on you." Grindelwald first corrected Sean's name, then touched his chin and said with a little contentment, "I sometimes applaud myself. ——Albus told you, the more people know about this prophecy and the more people believe it, the easier it will be for it to become a reality."

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore told me, but I never quite understood what he meant..."

Grindelwald said leisurely: "Let's use an inappropriate metaphor. This prophecy is a delayed spell from the world, and this spell only has a spell and no magic infusion - being in the curse The person is the magic power poured into it. The stronger the person under the spell, the more magic power is poured into it. When the magic power is poured into a critical value, the delayed effect disappears and it will be triggered immediately. .”

Sean nodded as if he understood, and then asked: "But, whether it is you or Professor Dumbledore... maybe I am a bit blunt in saying this, but... you are both trying to lead me in a direction, and this is It’s different in nature from what you just said.”

"No, no, my child. You can think of a prophecy as a balloon. The more informed people are like the balloon that is injected into it, the easier it will be to pop it. And you are the needle inside the balloon, maybe The tip of the needle is already touching the edge of the balloon. If you take another step forward, the balloon will burst. Albus and I are trying to change the trajectory of your needle. Of course, our methods are different. Albus wants to Make your needle tip round and soft, so that it won't pop even if it pricks a balloon, and as for me - well, to be more precise, I want you to still be sharp, you can choose to pop the balloon, and then Control the force of the balloon explosion yourself. The metaphor is not quite accurate, but your smart little brain should be able to understand it.”

Sean held his chin thoughtfully, and finally nodded slowly: "I understand, can it also be compared like this? The guilt in my body is another sharp thorn that wants to break my body. It The shape of the needle before it breaks out of the body is controlled by me. When it breaks out of the body, its shape cannot be changed, and the balloon will definitely explode violently?"

Grindelwald showed an expression of appreciation: "Clever, simple but accurate description."

"Oh...I understand, eh, but you didn't answer my initial question?"

Grindelwald laughed wantonly: "How could I not believe in prophecies? If I didn't believe in prophecies, would I be the bullshit principal?"

"Then you said that to me in the first place?" Sean became confused.

"Because of magic," Grindelwald stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead lightly, "I changed my memory, buried the seed of 'questioning the prophecy' deep into my subconscious, and then buried it in my subconscious. Real thoughts are woven into foreign memories and stuffed into the brain - the little magic of forgetting spells and memory spells. The magic power of Albus and I is too huge, even if we are too old to be old, the size of the magic source is only It will gradually increase. These two huge streams of 'air' will make the balloon unstable. However, when prophecies detect believers, they are based on the subconscious mind. You can understand that I used some small methods to spread rumors about the prophecies. Panic."

Grindelwald said it easily, but Sean's heart was already filled with turmoil.

He had obtained a notebook in the secret room in the Slytherin common room. The owner of the notebook was a wizard who was good at playing with memories.

Sean has naturally studied the Forgetting Curse and some memory magic. To be honest, he can also cast it now, but it is not as professional as Lockhart. It is because of this that he understands Grindelwald's "little magic". How terrifying is the "little way".

He is deceiving the prophecy that represents the will of the world in an idealistic magical world... Merlin's iron pants...

Sean looked up and couldn't help muttering in his heart... Grindelwald would do it, and Professor Dumbledore would definitely do the same in order to limit the prophecy. The strength of these two old men may be even greater than he imagined. horrible.

Then my goal of having two castles filled with "Get Out Riddler" signs will not be realized until a long time ago...

Grindelwald looked indifferent. He stretched his body imagelessly: "Ah——"

"This annoying old bone... By the way, Sean, before we end our conversation tonight, let me ask you a question."

"Of course, teacher."

Grindelwald got closer, and Sean discovered that his iconic heterochromatic eyes had returned to their normal appearance at some point.

Only then did Sean see that Grindelwald had a pair of deep lake-blue pupils just like Dumbledore.

"Sean, are you willing to sacrifice?"

This nonsense sentence made Sean confused. He was not worried that the other party would sacrifice him now. Grindelwald had already done so much, and he was not the kind of person who could change his mind temporarily.

Sean thought about it for a while, and then replied slowly: "I don't quite understand what you mean. If you mean to ask me to sacrifice, then I will most likely not be willing, because I am not that ambitious." Dream, sometimes I have double standards, sometimes I am arrogant, sometimes reckless, sometimes selfish and frowned upon, I am not a saint, I am full of shortcomings - the key is that I have not lived enough."

Grindelwald slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Didn't Albus always teach you about love and justice? I think you usually do a good job. The classmates all like you. They think you are excellent, kind, and kind." Wise, just like those of Albus's classmates when he was young."

"This has nothing to do with whether I want to sacrifice," Sean spread his hands innocently, "People are selfish."

Grindelwald's smile grew thicker: "Albus often said that the greater a person's ability, the greater his responsibility. The world is fair. If more is given to you, you should bear more."

Sean made an indifferent expression and said slowly: "There has never been fairness in the world. Even Professor Dumbledore can't do it, whether it's fairness or justice - but he can do it and take on more responsibilities. , this is something I admire very much about him.”

After hearing these words, Grindelwald laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, even if you have heard it many times, I still can't help but want to emphasize it again - you went to Hogwarts too much." It’s a pity.”

"It's okay. You can say you are my teacher to the outside world, and I can give you exclusive authorization." Sean comforted kindly.

Grindelwald laughed wildly for a while and then asked: "What if this sacrifice is not meant like this?"

"Aren't you asking me to sacrifice?" Sean dragged his chin and thought for a while, "That means asking me if I am willing to sacrifice others? Then I am even less qualified to answer. Maybe I have the ability and capital to do something for some good people or The bad guy makes the decision, but isn’t he the only one who is truly qualified to answer?”

Grindelwald turned his head, and where Sean didn't see it, he changed back to heterochromatic pupils again.

"Yes, only I can make the decision."

…

After returning to the dormitory, Sean was still thinking about what Grindelwald said. After the final conversation, he brought him back and then disappeared into the castle.

Sean was holding Dave the Winged Demon in his hand. He had just had a big meal and asked for some digestion exercise.

Throwing Dave out and back again like a yo-yo, Sean's hands stretched back and forth in rhythm with Dave's "Wuhu" thoughts.

"The teacher is a little weird today..." Sean didn't notice and used too much force, and Dave's thoughts turned to "Wu——hu——!"

"Sorry, Dave." Sean returned to his original rhythm, thinking about the intention of Grindelwald's words today.

Did something unexpected happen related to the prophecy? Or maybe something happened recently that affected him? Of course, the possibility of the old couple quarreling cannot be ruled out...

Hmm - could it be the same thing I thought about before?

Sean thought about his previous speculation: the actions of the Wizards United Guard since its establishment showed that wizards should be held accountable for past violations of discipline.

Reminiscent of the fact that the Aiken family, which is related to the other party, hates and fears Grindelwald, but little Aiken dares to blatantly choose Sean, who is backed by Grindelwald...

Sean thought that the Wizards United Guard might want to hold Grindelwald accountable.

After all, before Grindelwald became the headmaster of Nurmengard, he and his followers had already carried out several earth-shattering attacks in Europe.

Hugo said that his grandfather had seen the fire in Paris, which proves that Grindelwald's remarks about the secrecy law have been circulated.

Sean didn't know how Grindelwald reached a settlement with the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Dumbledore was most likely involved, but he didn't know the details of decades ago and couldn't get any more information. .

What if the ultimate target of the Wizards United Guards is really Grindelwald...

Sean imagined the scene for a moment, and then immediately threw the bold idea out of his mind.

Come on, that's Gellert Grindelwald!

Even if the Wizards United Guard really dares to take action, Grindelwald is not a nice gentleman who can reason with you.

Sean suspected that Grindelwald would probably set fire to fly all the way to the Guards headquarters, and then burn everyone there...

After some random thinking, Sean finally gave up his unrealistic guesses, and then fell asleep deeply with Dave, the curling-winged demon in his arms.

…

Three days later.

Hermione held up the newspaper and handed it to Sean: "Look, the verdict has been announced."

Sean took the newspaper, and in the middle of the page was a middle-aged man wearing prison uniform with a sinister expression.

"Wizards United Guards - Justice will not be absent!"

"In the International Joint Trial of Witches held yesterday, Franz Francois, a wizard from Italy, was sentenced to life imprisonment. He was charged with murdering six tourists who were narcotics in the small town of Manarola, Italy for fifteen years. Melon was tortured to death, and the Imperius Curse was used to control the local Muggle police chief, faking the incident into an accident where a tourist unfortunately fell into the sea. The facts of the case were clear, and after a joint trial, the evidence was conclusive, and Franz was sentenced Francois is jailed for life.”

Sean frowned and thought about it. He had been in contact with Bella every day recently. Franz Francois also had an impression of Bella. He was transferred from the prison on the lower floor yesterday.

It’s almost as I guessed. The prisons on the next floor contain real criminals. To be precise, they are probably wizards who have not cooperated with the Wizards United Guard...

"pretty!"

"Yes, this kind of scum should be punished!"

"The Wizards United Guards are so awesome!"

Around them, the students who also got the newspaper started discussing excitedly. Naturally, there were mostly mixed-blood wizards in the school. In the past, few pure-blood wizards like Franz Francois were severely tried.

Now in their eyes, the Wizards United Guards are naturally a just official organization fighting for social justice.

One student said worriedly: “I don’t know if this is just for show.”

"Stop joking, read the newspapers, how many people have been arrested recently." Someone retorted to him.

"That is, what the Wizards United Guards have done has proven their ambition."

"Hmph, some wizards have been getting away with it just relying on their own power and strength, and they all deserve it."

The excitement and roar gradually became noisy.

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