Chapter 264 Grindelwald

It was dark at night, and suddenly there was an explosion from an unknown place, and two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared from the air. The two people appeared here just to let the shorter man take a breath, and after a short rest, they disappeared again.

After apparating several times like this, they finally reached their destination.

The dizzy Sean sat down on the dark ground. He shook his head vigorously and tried to suppress his turbulent stomach.

Grindelwald did not feel any discomfort. He put his hands behind his back and smiled and said: "Sure enough, you still need to get used to it. Sean, I just left the magical seeds of my Apparition Curse. You go back and experience it and learn it. It won't be long before you should You can apparate on your own."

"Okay...well..." Sean nodded weakly and almost vomited it out.

"This is how long-distance apparation is, you have to adapt as soon as possible." Grindelwald came over and patted Sean on the shoulder.

A warm current arose from his lower abdomen, and then spread to every corner of his body. Sean suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Only then did he have the strength to stand up and examine the surrounding scene.

There was no unnecessary scenery, and all they could see was the dark ground and broken stone pillars. They were standing on the ground of a building complex, and the underground level had obviously been completely destroyed.

In front of Sean was a broken stone slab that had been lifted up. He could follow the cracks and see the dark and cracked ground below, like a dark pit.

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

Père Lachaise Cemetery... Sean immediately remembered the name of this place.

This is where Grindelwald once gave a speech and where the Great Fire of Paris occurred.

Sean turned his head and looked at Grindelwald, wondering what he meant by bringing him here.

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

Sean took out his wand and chanted a levitation spell, and floated in with the other person.

After entering the underground, he saw the true appearance inside. It was like a small Colosseum, with a circular stone square in the middle and surrounded by stands. If you go up the stairs on the stand, you can still see the dark entrance and exit leading to the tomb.

Of course, this was the scene in the past. Now it has been completely destroyed, and only some wreckage can be used to see what it looked like before.

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

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

"Bang -" the sound of sparks exploding sounded, and flames lit up in the ruins where torches had been placed, illuminating the dark underground brightly, and the light penetrated through the crack above the head to the outside.

"They haven't even restored this place. Gee, don't you know how to protect the buildings with historical significance?" Grindelwald sighed.

The corners of Sean's eyes twitched. Old man, if I remember correctly... you have the fever, right?

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

"That's the place where you set fire."

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

"Yes, Père Lachaise Cemetery," Grindelwald said with a nostalgic smile on his face, "However, I have to correct you, setting fire is a trivial matter. This is the place where I first disclosed my ideas to the entire wizarding world. , it’s also the place where many comrades joined me – it’s worth remembering, isn’t it?”

Sean glanced at the other person, 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 whether I really killed a lot of people."

He walked around the square with his hands behind his back, with an expression of enjoyment on his face: "There is no doubt, Sean, what you are thinking in your mind and what your Care of Magical Creatures teacher said is true."

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

No matter what the intentions of the Wizards United Guard 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 a principal who taught and educated people, and even gave himself a lot of help as a new student who had just entered the magical world. However, this person's personality charm could not be ignored.

Emotionally, Sean is on Grindelwald's side, but intellectually, he cannot ignore that his teacher has committed numerous crimes.

Grindelwald glanced sideways at him and showed 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 the flaws of yourself and others in various aspects. Whether you are selfish or hypocritical, you clearly understand these, and you also I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”

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

"Yes, I don't think there is anything wrong with this. This is not your weakness, your weakness is-" Grindelwald walked closer, and Sean could see the wanton smile on the other person's face, "Your sense of morality It’s too intense.”

"I……"

"To be precise, your sense of morality on a large level is too strong, and you don't use this sense of morality to restrain others, but to restrain yourself - if others are good to you, you will be good to others, and if others are not good to you Okay, you are not good to others. However, you are not willing to deprive others of their lives. You believe that mistakes and punishment should be proportional. You don’t mind if the person who deserves to die dies, but you think that the person who does not deserve to die, You don’t want to kill the other person.”

Grindelwald talked eloquently: "Like the Carlo brothers and sisters, like the one you burned to ashes - well, whatever they are called, don't care... You think they deserve to die, regardless of whether their crimes were committed against you. , you can take away the other person's life without any burden. But for others, such as Fabian Aiken, even if you know that the other person hates you, before he really goes out of his way, the most you can do is punish the other person. , not to mention those who pose no real threat to you but have different philosophies."

Sean shook his head: "What you said is not accurate. I just have double standards. I use my concept of good and evil to treat others, and I also use my concept of good and evil to restrain others. But in fact, when I do things, I A lot of it was based on my own inner perspective, rather than really looking at what those people did.”

Grindelwald tapped Sean's head with his wand: "Hypocritical statements, boldly admitting your flaws, this is just another way of hypocrisy - after all, you won't change."

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

Grindelwald laughed: "People should live hypocritically in this real world. This is what I like about you."

Sean sighed, he lowered his head and cleaned it up, then sat down on the cleaner stone pier: "So I am very confused. I am actually with you, but you did do bad things. .”

"To be precise, it's the bad things in the eyes of the public," Grindelwald corrected, "Sean, you are a smart man. You should know that to change the world, how can it be possible without blood and fire? If I succeed, then History will be written by me, and evil deeds will be glorified, even though I don't care."

"I know……"

"As long as you know," Grindelwald shrugged indifferently, "I was simply stating my point of view."

"Okay, what should we do now?" Sean raised his head and looked at the crack above his head, "They should be arriving 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 just pretending to be stupid?

Headmaster of Nurmengard, this is not Grindelwald's honor, but his shackles. There was only a thin layer of glass between the flames and the buds. This layer of glass was driven by the prophecy and then installed by Dumbledore and Grindelwald themselves.

After this fragile barrier disappears, Grindelwald will become the dark lord without any worries again.

It's not surprising to Sean what he can do. By then, I'm afraid that before the guilt in his body explodes, the wizarding world will fall into a real war.

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

Damn it... Sean cursed in his heart.

Open your eyes and see, is Grindelwald a guy who listens to others' advice? !

At this time, explosions began to sound frequently, and wizards wearing the uniforms of the Wizards United Guards appeared one by one at Père Lachaise Cemetery. They raised their wands and surrounded them vigilantly.

On the ruins of the stands, the nervous wizards slowly approached the center. Like enthusiastic but blocked fans in the auditorium, they slowly and step by step advanced towards Grindelwald in the center of the stage.

Sean, who was sitting on the edge, was forcefully pulled back by a hand before he could react. He looked back and saw that it was Sirius.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

Grindelwald did not stop Sirius from protecting Sean and retreating to the back. He looked at the wizards gathered around him relaxedly and contentedly, and then raised his wand casually.

Everyone took a step back.

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

Marshall, the leader of the escort, took a half step forward, accompanied by Newt, who had an incomprehensible expression.

"Grindelwald, you are under arrest."

"Madam, do you understand what you are saying?" Grindelwald quickly answered.

Marshall was much braver than her teammates. She didn't give in. "I understand very well, and I also understand that you haven't understood it yet."

"It seems that you must have learned the pronunciation of magic spells very well when you were in school," Grindelwald smiled. "However, I have a question. Let's confirm. Madam, you have really planned to arrest me. ?"

"The crime you committed deserves this!"

"Tsk, really?" Grindelwald moved his wand, and then pointed at a middle-aged wizard behind the crowd.

The man, who had short, sleek hair and a long beard, shook involuntarily after Grindelwald pointed at him, and then shrank his face a little deeper into his hood.

"Rosa Onassis, how is your uncle?"

The man's pupils shook violently.

"I don't think the name Onassis is nice enough," Grindelwald continued. "What your ancestors left behind might be better, right, Mopsus?"

Sean's pupils shrank slightly, Mopsus, this is the famous ancient Greek prophet.

Grindelwald pointed to another person at the back of the crowd: "And you, can you people of Calkas's lineage still cooperate with Mopsus? Tsk, it's really amazing that you can let go of such a big hatred. .”

Calkas... Sean's brows furrowed.

This is also the ancient Greek prophet who was defeated by Mopsus in a duel and then committed suicide in shame and anger.

Grindelwald was like a head teacher calling out names, pointing to one wizard after another hidden behind the crowd.

"That little girl, Cassandra Wabraski, is supposed to be your great-grandmother? Ha, she and I are old acquaintances."

"You, Yingmei Ge, are actually a branch of your family, right? Tsk, the branched clan members are so brilliant, but you want to remain anonymous?"

"you……"

"And you..."

He named one name after another, and the eyes of everyone he pointed out flickered.

Sean's pupils seemed to have experienced an earthquake - he knew most of the surnames Grindelwald mentioned, and they were all famous wizards in ancient times!

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

Even if he is not a prophet, he is still an extremely famous wizard in the past thousands of years!

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

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

The scene of the siege of Grindelwald!

Sean's breathing quickened a little, and he seemed to see a big net that had been woven over him.

His thoughts spread out, and his past experiences suddenly came to mind.

The stolen key that can connect the tangled illusion and reality, the Slytherin spoken by Gormley Gaunt, the awakened ghost horned water snake...

What exactly does this mean...

In the center of the flagstone square, Grindelwald called out names one by one. Marshall showed no emotion in her expression. 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.

Demonic flames soar into the sky!

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