Although Sean couldn't open his mouth, he still showed an excited expression, even though his heart had already calmed down.
As a wizard, he felt he should try to behave as normally as possible. On the other hand, he was really excited to have drawn two top prizes.
Grindelwald waved his right hand, the needle on the record player next to him played again, and the melodious music started again.
Finally, the door of the Vanishing Cabinet was pushed open. This time, it was Dumbledore who came out of the cabinet.
He was wearing a brown-red wizard robe, which the sharp-eyed Sean could see at a glance. This robe was the one worn by Dumbledore at the Hogwarts opening ceremony.
"Albus." Grindelwald slowly opened his hands. His smile was even fiery than the burning fireplace beside Sean, "My dear friend."
Dumbledore also smiled but less enthusiastically.
"Long time no see, Gellert."
"We haven't seen each other for six years. You didn't attend last year's Triwizard Tournament due to illness. I've been worried about you for a long time, Albus."
"Thank you for your concern, but I'll talk to you next time. I have to take this student back. Mr. Wallup, what's your first class tomorrow?" Dumbledore looked at Sean.
Just as Sean was about to signal that he couldn't speak, he suddenly found that his mouth could move again.
"Uh, Herbology, professor." Tomorrow was Friday, and Ravenclaw had no classes all morning, but Sean understood Dumbledore's hint.
"Well, come on. Professor Sprout certainly doesn't like you being late." Dumbledore waved at him.
Sean glanced at Grindelwald. He didn't mean to stop and still looked directly at Dumbledore with a smile on his face. Sean walked to Dumbledore's side but kept a certain distance from him.
"What made Albus like you so much?"
Dumbledore gave him a kind smile and then led Sean toward the cabinet.
"See you next time, Gellert."
Just as Sean stepped into the cabinet with one foot, Grindelwald's regretful voice sounded, "Albus, would you be seeing me again?"
Sean could feel that the hand that had been resting on his shoulder paused.
Dumbledore looked back, with a melancholy voice in his voice, "Gellert..."
"Albus," Grindelwald's voice carried some regret and a strange sense of joy, "have you still not let go of that bet?"
Sean could feel his heart beating violently. This is something that only the two of them would know. However, compared to his heart's huge sense of curiosity, Sean was more worried that he would be silenced or cursed to keep that secret.
Sean felt Dumbledore's hand on his shoulder removed, and Dumbledore's voice sounded in his ear.
"Sean, you can go back first. Also, can you wait for me there for a while?"
"Of course, Professor." Sean immediately walked into the cabinet and breathed a sigh of relief.
When Sean turned around, he saw that Grindelwald walked to Dumbledore's side with a wild expression on his face and put a hand on Dumbledore's shoulder. It's like a close friend whom they haven't seen in years.
Unexpectedly, Grindelwald turned his attention to Sean again and asked, "Sean, I have a question."
"Yes, sir?"
Grindelwald stroked his mustache and smiled, "Why didn't you choose Nurmengard?"
Sean glanced at Dumbledore and said slowly, "Maybe, the Hogwarts student union president who came to recruit students looks more... kind?"
"Kind?" Grindelwald's smile gradually widened as if he heard a joke that made him overjoyed, "Heh, very good. I might have to teach Sterling a lesson tomorrow."
He waved his hand, and a blue flame suddenly ignited in the air. Grindelwald stretched his hand towards the flame and took something from it.
It was a transparent glass bottle with something floating gently in it. The thing seemed to be a combination of gas and liquid, showing a psychedelic silver-white color. The glass bottle slowly floated in front of Sean.
"Sean, take this as a gift of our first meeting. It's going to be a wonderful journey for you from now on."
Sean looked at the glass bottle and turned his attention to Dumbledore. Dumbledore nodded slightly at him.
Since the principal nodded, he could accept the gift. Sean grabbed the glass bottle and stuffed it under the robe.
The two were still looking at him. Sean sneered and then closed the cabinet door by himself, "I'll be leaving then."
The cabinet door was about to close, and Sean saw Dumbledore's increasingly cold expression while Grindelwald waved enthusiastically at him.
"Looking forward to seeing you next time."
The cabinet door was closed, and only the crackling sound of burning in the fireplace remained in the room, and the cool night wind blew in from the window, overshadowing Grindelwald's last words.
"My heir."
Dumbledore has completely restrained his usual gentle smile, and he looked at Grindelwald with a solemn expression.
"Gellert, you violated our agreement."
"Agreement?" Grindelwald smiled. He fiddled with the collar pin on his neck again, "It was just a wonderful accident. I didn't do anything."
"Gellert." Dumbledore's tone increased a little.
Grindelwald took Dumbledore's shoulders and walked to the other side of the room. He waved lightly, the fire in the fireplace became more vigorous, and a coffee table appeared.
"It's been a long time, old friend," he picked up the red wine on the coffee table and pulled the cork, "I think we should celebrate our meeting this time."
A glass appeared in the hands of the two of them, and Grindelwald poured two glasses of red wine. He filled his glass to the full, still holding the wine bottle in his other hand.
"To both of us." As if not seeing Dumbledore's serious and indifferent expression, Grindelwald raised his glass with a smile and then drank it.
He placed the wine bottle on the coffee table, and several old books in the middle of the table shook. A piece of parchment slipped out, with seven names written in wild and unruly squiggles, four circled in red handwriting, and three in green handwriting.
Grindelwald picked up the parchment, and he flicked it lightly. His tone was psychedelic, as if he was drunk.
"Albus, we can't stop the opening of a new era."
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Sean stayed in the cabinet for a while, then he pushed on the door, "I'm going out."
He pushed open the cabinet door, and outside was the classroom with torches.
"Huh, I'm back." Sean lay down on the mat and let out a long breath.
The experience he encounters this night is interesting. Although Sean is very curious about the topics of the conversation between the two old men, he also understands that this is not something he should know. No matter if the two are reminiscing about the past or the future.
Sean lay on the mat for a while, then checked what he got. In addition to the three golden rays of light, Sean also took out five purple items, which were:
Nymphadora Tonks' Mask (Purple): It has the ability to become a Metamorphmagus for one hour after use.
Unicorn's Favor (Purple): Summons a small unicorn to linger around and heal you and your group for half an hour.
Half-Blood Prince's Pride (Purple): After using it, the next time you make a potion, it will be a successful concoction. (the quality of the potion is based on the user's level and decreases proportionally to the difficulty of the potion mixing)
Hand of Glory (Purple): A magic item that can be lit in the dark with a candle, and only the person holding it can see the light. (Under the influence of the Hand of Glory, the effect of the Mundungus card increases)
Desire in the Mirror (Purple): Using it can summon a clone of the Mirror of Erised for half an hour.
As Sean expected, the effect of purple items is not as good as the golden ones, especially the last ones. He doesn't know what the use of summoning a replica of the Mirror of Erised is.
However, it is better than nothing, even though the five items except the Hand of Glory are all one-time consumables.
After reading the purple item, Sean clicked on the details of the spell.
Of course, Occlumency doesn't need more explanation. But Grindelwald's improved version of the Fiery Spell has aroused Sean's strong curiosity.
After taking a closer look, Sean showed a surprised look. This is the Protego Diabolica.
The spell is a combination of defense and attack. After using the spell, he can summon a circle of blue flames around him. After the spell ends, the fire will turn into a fire dragon to attack the enemy.
It's a pity that the level of Protego Diabolica is too low. Sean estimates that he can summon a small fire ring at most. But this is enough. Sean is very satisfied with the powerful effect of the spell. Grindelwald is indeed the most amazing and talented dark wizard in history.
Of course, he may not be a dark wizard right now.
Finally, Sean took out the glass bottle that Grindelwald gave him, and the silver thing in it was still floating up and down. The name appeared in the inventory.
[Demonstration of Grindelwald's spell.]
But it's just a name. It sounds very important, but it's a pity that Sean doesn't know how to use it yet. After sorting out tonight's rewards, Sean stretched out in satisfaction. He glanced at the cabinet and had a thought in his heart.
According to the known information, Grindelwald said that he and Dumbledore had not seen each other for six years, and Dumbledore's attitude seemed to be deliberately avoiding Grindelwald.
So how was the plan for the academic exchange between the two schools decided? Maybe they didn't meet each other and occasionally made a phone call with something.
After thinking about it for a while, Sean couldn't help but smack his mouth. The conflict between the two strongest wizards in this era is really interesting.
After waiting in the Room of Requirement for a while, just as Sean was about to practice the spell to pass the time, the door of the cabinet was opened. Professor Dumbledore walked out with his face as usual.
"Professor." Sean bowed in greeting, then glanced at Dumbledore quietly.
It doesn't seem much has changed. It was only a few moments since Sean was waiting for both of them to end the talk.
Dumbledore glanced at Sean, then said with a smile, "Sean, should I say you are lucky or unlucky?"
Sean smiled, "Professor Dumbledore, I think it's more appropriate to describe it as a wonderful journey."
Dumbledore winked at him, "It looks like you have mastered the essence of how that old man speaks."
"Well, maybe, Professor."
Dumbledore walked over to the cushion with his hands behind his back and sat down, "Well, this place is really nostalgic. Come here, Sean." He patted the cushion beside him.
Sean walked over and sat down like him, but he was habitually keeping a good sitting posture in front of others.
"Sean, can you tell me what kind of family you come from?" Dumbledore glanced at his sitting posture and asked casually as if he was chatting with his children.
Sean thought about his words and recounted the educational philosophy of the Wallup family, which also mentioned his father's dream of reviving the glory of the nobility. These things can be found anytime, anywhere, and he doesn't need to lie to him.
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, "You have a very nice family, Sean."
"Yes, Professor." Sean responded earnestly.
Dumbledore leaned back and put his hands on the ground. He pursed his lips slightly and said softly, "Well, then everything's going to be alright."
"Professor..." Sean hesitated.
"I know what you want to ask. Yes, I've known Grindelwald for a long time, but as for the others," he winked at Sean, "it's not the right time to tell you about it."
"I understand, Professor." Sean nodded honestly.
Dumbledore smiled and then said, "Can I ask you a favor?"
"I won't tell anyone what happened tonight."
"It seems that Minerva's assessment is correct. You are a smart child." Dumbledore smiled and pushed his glasses.
Sean smiled, "Well, if it's possible. The next time you see Professor McGonagall, please thank her for me."
Dumbledore smiled kindly, "No problem, my child."
He stood up, "You should go back to sleep, Sean."
The two walked out of the Room of Requirement, and when Sean was about to speak, Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder, "About that, it's one of Grindelwald's things. But I guess you wouldn't understand it now. When you're a bit older, you can come to me to ask about it."
"I understand, Professor Dumbledore." Sean nodded clearly.
"Okay, remember to get a good night's sleep." Dumbledore winked at him.
"You too, Professor."
When Dumbledore came to the corner, he seemed to remember something.
"Sean, I almost forgot. Students can't come out in the middle of the night, and you will be punished later on Saturday."
"Professor..." Sean's smile froze on his face.
Dumbledore showed a smug smile, "It's the rule we all must follow, Sean. Have a good night."
When Sean lay back on the bed, he was a little bit upset. After all these exciting things, he will go through a punishment later on Saturday.
Sean decided that if he could surpass these two old men in the future, he would write a book, and he had already thought of the name.
Volume 1: Hogwarts, A fascinating history.
Volume 2: Nurmengard, Burning Years.
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