Chapter 804 The Battle that Binds the Entire World

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How could Grindelwald be unhappy and proud that his student had entered such a field at such a young age?

"You kid, hahahaha." Grindelwald laughed again, he was really happy.

Sean scratched his head: "However, compared to you and Professor Dumbledore, there is still a bit of a gap."

Grindelwald laughed and scolded: "You are really greedy. How many years have Albus and I lived?"

"Don't you have to dream a little bit?"

"Haha, but as long as you step into this field, catch up with my pace, and catch up with the heights Albus has reached, it only takes time... No, it doesn't even take us as long as we do. You kid is born He should be a wizard."

Sean accepted the compliment calmly and murmured: "Oh, it's rare to hear compliments from you."

"Huh -" Grindelwald smiled again, "However, there is still a big gap between entering this realm and being a god. From what you said just now, although you have a way to prevent Haierbo from discovering it, you Not ready to use it?"

Back to business, Sean's expression became serious, and he nodded: "I have a brand new ability, and I have come into contact with something deeper, so I can find a way to bypass the eyes that belong to Haierbo in the trance. "

Grindelwald frowned: "Similar to Albus's method?"

"No, it's different from Professor Dumbledore's method, but I can guarantee it will work -"

"Then why not?"

Faced with the question, Sean pursed his lips and looked at Grindelwald: "Teacher, if this is because of some intuition of mine, and it is a very selfish intuition, can you understand it?"

Grindelwald looked him up and down, and then lay down comfortably on the chair, as if nothing was a big deal to him.

"Remember when you were in first grade?" he said leisurely.

Sean didn't know why the other party suddenly changed the subject, but he nodded. A lot of things happened in the first grade.

"You approached Albus when you found out there was something wrong with Tom Riddle -" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Sean paused, then laughed and shook his head: "You are indeed pretending..."

He felt something was wrong at the time. The 'Dumbledore' in the auditorium showed too many extra qualities.

Grindelwald smiled casually: "He has something to do, so I'll just take over for a while... But, do you remember what I said to you?"

Sean recalled: "Well, I didn't seem to mention it much after that... At that time, did you say that I was really a prophet?"

Grindelwald nodded, and then laughed to himself: "Later, I gradually realized that you may be more than just a prophet... To be honest, as a prophet, I understand the limitations of this ability very well, Is it powerful? Powerful enough... Unknown prophets are the dream of many people... But when it reaches a certain level, superstitious prophets will be restrained, and the future you see is not a settled reality."

"I have been thinking before, how did you learn so many things? This is not something that a prophet can solve..."

He showed a scrutinizing gaze: "My magic flame blessing has never been used in front of you before... Tom Riddle was just my professor in Nurmengard at the time. He even said that he only had the idea of ​​causing trouble and had not yet What big trouble really started...including many things that happened later..."

"Well, I'm afraid you don't even have the gift of prophecy. After all, among the many things you encounter, it's not uncommon to be able to rely on prophets to solve them..."

Grindelwald slowly sat upright, and then slowly bent forward. He spread his fingers and formed a tower shape on his knees, and rested his chin on the top of the tower.

"There are too many paradoxes and conflicts here, and you...heh, you are not even twenty years old. When I was your age, I couldn't fight without you, I didn't have a city without you, and I didn't have you so much. Face……"

Sean interrupted and said dissatisfiedly: "You can get rid of the last one, teacher."

Grindelwald sneered, and the scrutinizing gaze in his eyes gradually became extremely stressful. He secretly looked at the oil paintings of past principals hanging on the wall next to him, but he did not dare to make a sound.

"Sean, you have experienced a lot of time, right? Well, the repetitive kind? It's just that you have lost your memory and those soul journeys..."

Sean's eyes suddenly shrank.

Grindelwald was actually able to judge this...

Hiss... I can't hide it from him...

Sean knew that when his pupils shrank, it was acquiescence. Seeing through people's hearts was the greatest ability Grindelwald taught him.

However, before Sean could think of what to say, Grindelwald leaned back leisurely.

"Are you curious, when did I start thinking about this?"

Sean nodded slowly.

Grindelwald chuckled: "It's too simple. After you used the Magic Flame Blessing, I started to observe you - I know that your black magic talent is extremely outstanding. You can understand many black magics at a glance. Yes...then won't the answer come out? You have seen me use the magic flame blessing, but not in this world and in the past ten years."

Sean smiled bitterly in his heart, this old man was too keen... It seemed to have nothing to do with the answer, because the magic flame blessing was actually the prize he pulled out of the system.

However, this is actually the correct answer.

Because the system was created by Sean Wallop himself, and the prizes that can be put into the prize pool certainly come from the former Sean Wallop.

"Then you will accept me as your apprentice and teach me so many things?" Sean asked with a smile.

Grindelwald waved his hand nonchalantly, as if to drive away flying insects in front of him, and he said casually: "Is there any difference? For me, my happiness is the most important thing."

"And..." Grindelwald laughed, "You are not like me, and you are not like Albus. That is the most important thing."

Sean said helplessly: "You really do whatever you want..."

"I am the most famous genius in the world, and I am the most powerful wizard in the world. The word "do whatever you want" was originally created for me - I am exercising my right." Grindelwald said unceremoniously said.

"That's so Grindelwald..." Sean smiled, and then said, "Then you won't continue to ask?"

"It's unnecessary and meaningless." Grindelwald straightened up and looked at Sean.

This time, there was no scrutiny or oppression in his eyes, only trust, appreciation and deep pride.

"Go ahead, Sean, let me see how good you can be - ha, I really hope that one day, I can die for you."

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"You are letting them die! Mr. Wallop!" The first person to question was Mrs. Maxim, who was very dissatisfied with Sean's decision.

Just now, Sean proposed a combat plan, but in the combat plan, a large number of wizards would directly enter the tranceland in his plan.

From Madame Maxim's point of view, it's a good thing that Sean can find a way to enter the trance.

However, directly sending large troops into a trance-like illusion is almost the same as committing suicide.

That's Haierbo's territory! Except for the half-dead and half-alive people, they have to face an enemy that is almost impossible to defeat.

Sean just looked over calmly: "Mrs. Maxim, death is inevitable in this battle."

Mrs. Maxim said dissatisfied: "I understand this, I am even prepared to die in battle, but this is not the reason why you let the large army die in vain!"

"Please don't misunderstand me -" Sean smiled, "What I need is for everyone to play a containment role. Our proactive attack can even catch the opponent off guard and win better results."

"But what about Haierbo? Haierbo will not stand idly by. If we take the initiative, we can catch the opponent off guard, but there is no point in killing some half-dead and half-alive people. In the land of trance, Haierbo can inflict damage on all of us with a backhand. A fatal blow."

Professor McGonagall also frowned slightly: "Sean, the risk of this plan is indeed too great. The entire wizarding world is mobilized, which means there is no way to retreat... I have not personally experienced the power of Haierbo, but you and Mr. Grindelwald has already said that although God is also a wizard, he must be a wizard who is above all of us."

Other important people in the wizarding world also expressed the same view. It is not impossible to take the initiative, but it is too reckless to directly enter the trance. This is not a dead end, but a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

Only Professor Rozier, the current principal of Nurmengard, said nothing. She was an authentic fan of Grindelwald. Without Grindelwald's clear attitude, it would mean that Sean's plan could be revealed. Grindelwald has agreed, so she just has to comply.

Looking at the noisy crowd, Sean stood up: "So, what if Haierbo won't take action?"

As soon as he finished speaking, others looked over in disbelief.

Mrs. Maxim frowned: "How is this possible? Isn't Haierpo the master of the trance world now?"

"Well, that's true." Sean nodded.

"How is that possible? Are you going to delay Haierbo? With all due respect, Mr. Wallop, you are probably the most outstanding student I have ever seen, but that is Haierbo, the Haierbo in the trance dreamland, you How to delay?" Madame Maxime said bluntly.

"But I can do this -" Sean smiled, "I will even stand at the front of the army and fight, but I can guarantee that Haierbo will not take action."

"How can this be……"

"Because Sean brought something crucial back from Avalon, and now, Herbo should be at his weakest stage. He will not take action and does not dare to take action." Grindelwald walked in from the door.

As soon as he spoke, the scene suddenly became quiet, and the others looked at each other.

Grindelwald seems to have become a thorn in the sea, and his past has become the guarantee of the credibility of Sean's plan.

"I have decided to fully support Sean's plan - well, you can start preparing." Grindelwald seemed to be just here to inform, and he didn't care at all about the whispered discussions of others.

This extremely risky plan, which could even be said to send everyone to death, was decided just like that.

However, once a decision is made, it needs to be implemented - everyone walks out in a hurry, and they want to start gathering the power of the entire wizarding world.

Sean and Grindelwald were at the back. Watching the others leave, Sean curled his lips and said, "Teacher, how dare you say that. What Avalon brought back is indeed important, but Herbo is not necessarily in a weak state now." Stage...that’s not what I said.”

Grindelwald didn't care: "They just need a guarantee of sufficient weight, and I represent the weight of this guarantee. As for the specific plan and reasons, is that important? Just find any excuse."

"It seems like this is really the case..."

Grindelwald smiled, then stretched: "This time, I am your pawn."

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The sudden news made everyone move, and the entire wizarding world was in chaos.

"An enemy is coming to attack again? Doesn't it mean that there shouldn't be any major offensives recently?"

"I don't know...but there was an order from above, asking us all to prepare for battle, and also prepare for a long-distance attack - have we found traces of the enemy somewhere, and we need to ambush first?"

"It's possible...but where will it go? Aren't battlefields always near these magical places...the half-dead and half-alive people also crawl out of the ground..."

"Maybe you found the other party's lair?"

"Don't be stupid, haven't you heard? The other party's lair is a trance and illusion, not in the real world at all."

"Sigh... Isn't it a place where a bunch of dead people stay in trances and illusions? Why do they have to attack our present world..."

"Stop complaining. If they want us to die, we have to resist - go get the potion quickly, supplies are starting to be distributed from above."

Conversations like this happen all over the world, and by now wizards are no longer kept in the dark like they used to be. The world is becoming weird and bad, this is the consensus of everyone, and the constant attacks cannot be concealed.

Returners, trances, and even gods, words that had not appeared in public life in the past were spread, and everyone began to understand what the enemy was.

If they don't want to die, they have no choice but to resist. Even the weakest people understand that they have no way out.

The Hogwarts Castle was also in chaos. Among the active personnel this time, except for the freshmen who had just entered the school for less than a year, everyone was tied to the chariot.

Originally this requirement was for third graders and above, but the second grade students have been under Sean's iron-blooded teachings, and their fighting ability is not weak, and they even started to actively ask to join the battlefield.

And this battle tied up the entire wizarding world, no, to be precise, it tied up the entire real world.

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